Bad Kitty Books

Mistreated by her pack, Emerson was saved by a tyrant of the New Orleans pack as she mistakenly mind-linked with him. She lost her position in her pack and was demoted to an omega. She called Loworth Ryker her mate with her divine cat eyes- ruled out as a curse. She knows little or nothing about the dark side of Alpha Ryker, he is not a saint but her mate. The first time she doubts herself out of her prejudice. Emerson is lost in her situation in New Orleans trying to adapt while her childhood trauma seeped in.

If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way... It's pretty simple: 1) Don't get caught 2) Always have a Plan B 3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life! Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it. In the book of being BAD, there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination... Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you. Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff. Number three: You aren't bad until quite frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy. ~*~ "I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face. I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face. "So...?" He says after a couple of seconds of silence. "So what?" "So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasizing on the stupid name. His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite. I smirked, "Then find me one." Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off. "I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into liquorice," he scoffs. "Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play."

"พี่เป็นคนมีความอดทนสูงก็จริง แต่อย่าให้มันหมด" สิ้นเสียงทุ้มบอก มือแกร่งก็ค่อย ๆ ผละออกจากเรียวแขนบาง แต่ก็ไม่วาย "หวังว่าเราจะไม่ทำหรือพูดอะไรแบบนั้นให้พี่ได้ยินอีกพี่มีความอดทนครับ แต่มันไม่ได้มากขนาดนั้น"

เมื่อความรักมันต้องพังลง 'เพราะตัวของเธอเอง' 'เธอ' ถึงต้องยอม 'เขา' อยู่ร่ำไป แต่ใครจะรู้ว่า เหตุผลที่ต้องเลิกกันนั้นมันไม่ใช่ 'เธอ' แต่มันเป็นใครอื่นที่เธอเรียกว่า 'เพื่อน...' ---------------------- แม้ภายในใจจะบอบช้ำเพียงใดกับการปฏิเสธของเขา แต่เธอก็พยายามที่จะยิ้มออกมา เรียวแขนเล็กค่อย ๆ คลายออกจากลำคอแกร่งก่อนที่เธอจะเงยหน้าขึ้นสบสายตากับดวงตาคมที่มองหน้าเธอไม่ละสายตาเช่นเดียวกัน “เวลาเหนือมีอะไรกับเฌอรีน เหนือป้องกันหรือเปล่า” เสียงเล็ก ๆ ของเธอมันทำให้เขาหงุดหงิด พระพายจับชายเสื้อยืดของตัวเองก่อนจะถอดออกอย่างอ้อยอิ่ง “กลัว? กูต่างหากที่ต้องกลัว” “พายไม่ได้ทำอะไรกับใครมาเหมือนเหนือสักหน่อย” เธอพูดเสียงเบา ๆ พร้อมกับฝ่ามือบางที่ยกขึ้นปลดตะขอบราเซียร์สีหวานออก มีผลให้หน้าอกอวบอิ่มเกินขนาดดีดเด้งออกตามแรงโน้มถ่วงทันที พรึ่บ! พระพายยกฝ่ามือขึ้นกอบกุมความอวบอิ่มนั้นไว้ในอุ้งมือเมื่อถูกสายตาคมหลุดโฟกัสมองมันอย่างลืมตัว หมับ! “อ๊ะ!”

Tori Williams has always had the reputation of an aloof, bored to death melancholic since her father died . On her sixteenth birthday she gets a birthday letter her dad had wrote her before his death, urging her to "live a normal teenage life, make friends, create memories and fall in love", Tori decides to ammend her already bleeding social life and win the heart of the charming and popular Rex Holland but his incredibly and devilishly handsome best friend, Nate McClain - who she absolutely despises, has some plans for her. Would she be able to get Rex to date her despite her former reputation and how possible would that be with Nate McClain always getting in her way?

Nevaeh Rivera is just a regular girl trying to get through her last year of high school. On the outside, it looks like she has everything. Unfortunately, her home life is not so glamorous. Her parents have abandoned her, her boyfriend is a cheater, and her best friend is too busy to make time for her. The only bright spot in her life is her dream angel. Too bad that he's only a dream. Or is he? Mikhail Cross is an angel/ demon hybrid. Unfortunately, he's the only one of his kind. The supernatural council will only let him live if he can assimilate with humans. When the council decides to test him by sending him to High School, Mikhail doesn't expect to find his mate. The day that Nevaeh and Mikhail meet, is not quite a meet-cute. There is no love at first sight. However, there's a thin line between love and hate. What will happen when fate takes over?

CAUTION ⚠️: THIS STORY HAS MATURE CONTENTS, AND IT'S RATED 18+ PLEASE! Isabella Parker sold her innocence to save her mother, but the bad boy she sold it to refused to ever let her go. When life pushed Isabella to the edge, she had only one choice, that was to sell the only thing she had left: herself. Her mother was dying, the bills were piling up, and the world had turned its back on her. That was when Kade, the arrogant, cold-hearted bad boy, came into her life. He made her an offer she couldn’t refuse: one month of her body in exchange of money. But Isabella didn’t know that Kade wasn’t a guy who honored boundaries. He didn’t just want her for a month, he wanted to own her. To mark her. To make her forget who she was before he came into the picture. “You’re mine to touch, no one else’s,” he growled, his voice dark and commanding, igniting a fire she’d never felt before. What began as a desperate deal soon turned into a dangerous obsession. Will Isabella lose her heart to a bad boy like Kade or refuse to let Kade claim her?

"Daddy? When are you coming home? Mommy's on the bed, and she won't wake up." Luca's voice shook, breaking up with tiny, hiccuping sobs. "If she's not getting up, wake her. She's just being lazy, " Bill barked. "Look, I'm busy. Go ask your mom if you need something, and stop calling me for every little thing!" Then he hung up, just like that. He was too busy flirting with his secretary to care. Me? Luca? We weren't even on his radar. What he didn't know was that I was already dead. But later, when reality slammed into him like a truck, he clung to my photo, sobbing and begging me not to leave. Too late.

Book 1 Saints and Sinners She was the light to my dark. The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves. A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched. Until someone took that innocence from her. She left. The darkness in my heart was finally complete. I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back. Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money. She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching. This time I won’t let her escape. I will make her back into the girl I knew. Whether she likes it or not. Book 2 Judge and Jury I can’t stop watching her. I’m not even sure I want to. Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in. She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought. The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time. I know I should execute her. After all that’s what I do. I am the Judge. I eliminate threats to The Family. And Taylor is a threat. But I don’t want to kill her. Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.

“You were more cooperative the other day when you had my face buried between your thighs,” he smirked at me, a victorious glint in his eyes while my blood chilled to ice, “if I remember correctly, you even begged for more.” I opened my mouth to say something but I couldn't think of anything. All I could feel was dread and more dread. This wasn't happening. "It's... This is a lie." "Which one?" He looked so triumphant, "the fact that you've shattered multiple times around my fingers? Around my cock? That you've cummed countless times on my tongue?" He moved closer to slowly trail his finger over my face, a dark look in his eyes, "Or that you were always swallowing my cum like a needy slut?" ******* Scarlett is a sheltered mafia princess who's expected to be prim and proper and no one knows the dark fantasies that live rent-free in her head. It’s a secret she’d take to her grave and would keep confined to the pages of her journal until a mishap happens and she loses the journal. It ended up in the hands of a stranger who blackmailed her and got her to live out one of her fantasies and she found herself going back for more. Unknown to her, the stranger is no one other than Damien Hunter, the heir of a rival mafia group and her brother’s sworn enemy. ******* This is a very dark romance novel with twisted male leads. They do questionable things and they pursue their love interests in dark, twisted and unconventional ways.