Inanimate Insanity Knife X Suitcase

Darius was a nobody, he lived on a farm with his parents for the longest time until they forced him to marry a famous millionaire, Amoy Tyler. She was cold, distant and ruthless, Darius on the other hand was the complete opposite. Her family treated him like trash because he was poor and they hated Amoy. A few months into the marriage he got a black suitcase which contained information on each of her family members...it was the type of information that could break them and their business. In a life of mystery, scandal and revenge, where it's kill or be killed. What path will Darius choose? A life of misery...Or a life of revenge? - "When you've been here as long as I have and they tell you you're not good enough, you'll realize you're just something they've never seen before, and that scares them."

“You said if I would be a ‘good boy’ and listen to you like a pet would, then you would give me a reward, it’s time to claim that,” he said, his voice husky from the suppressed anger. Wounding an arm around my waist as he tightened his hold in possessiveness and lust. “Don’t overstep your bounds you are just my pet.” I murmured trying to fight the tingles. “Yes and also your mate.” When Lycia, a witch brings home an injured wolf only to find it to be a lycan, she must save him from her mother who hates their species. What is worse is that the said lycan remembers nothing about itself and claims to be her mate. If her mother was to know this he would be killed for sure! Even if she was to overcome the obstacles of her mother’s hatred and somehow get her to like the lycan the already looming danger of something more sinister over her life stops her from committing to any relationship, no matter how sexy/cute the man is. With the insistent Lycan wishing to be her mate, her mother’s anger like a knife to their throat and some ominous magic wishing her dead, how will Lycia manage to go through this storm? “Tell me that you ing like it and plead me to let you cum. That is your punishment for torturing me there!” He gritted out once again but when I didn’t say anything he curled his fingers inside and said, “Just admit that you need me to get off and I’ll let you cum!” “No, I will not beg you,” I said but when I felt him take out one finger the loss I felt inside was greater than I imagined.

My sister had always despised school. So when she suddenly declared she wanted to go to college—and even urged our parents to marry me off to a high-ranking officer's son to fund her studies—I knew at once: she had been reborn too. In our previous life, my sister believed studying was pointless. She barely graduated high school before marrying Anthony Brown, the officer's son who had come to propose with a pretty penny. However, when Anthony was later transferred to a remote outpost, she found the harsh conditions unbearable and refused to follow him. Meanwhile, I worked part-time jobs to put myself through college, landed a secure job after graduation, and became a full-fledged city resident. My sister, still living in the military compound, started using her father-in-law's name to take bribes. Her actions dragged him into a scandal and got him dismissed from his position. Eventually, my mother-in-law kicked her out. After the divorce, she was tricked into investing in stocks in Eastbridge City. The market crashed, and she lost all of our parents' retirement savings. Desperate and with nowhere to go, she turned to me. Cornering me with a knife, she demanded I hand over my savings and apartment so she could "start over." In the chaos, she stabbed me twelve times. I died from massive blood loss. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment she asked our parents to marry me off to Anthony. This time, I smiled, said yes—and dropped out of school that very day.

"Mmmn, Zane” I moaned amidst the heat of passion. The sexual urge was inevitable. “Imagine I’m right in front of you” He sounded soft, s*xy, and seductive. “I can see you shirtless with the s*xy abs you’ve shown me” I imagined his naked figure in front of me. “Good. Now imagine everything you want to do to me. I can also see you with a s*xy red bra on, revealing those juicy b*obs” “Mmmn I can feel your hands on my b*obs” I moaned loudly. A sudden knock on the door disrupted the s*x call that felt almost real, and I was extremely aroused. I disconnected the call to get the door. “Hmmn Finn” I moaned his name coldly, allowing him in. “Hi Rita” He smiled innocently. I stared at him seductively. I saw everything Zane told me to imagine earlier. Naked, hot, and sexy! I drooled, heavily aroused, and engrossed in my dirty imagination. I jumped on innocent Finn, pinned my body against him, and kissed him deeply. Looks like Finn understood the assignment. He didn’t resist; he lifted me in bridal style, laid me on the couch, and yanked off my clothes. ~~ He satisfied my sexual desires and made me feel like a woman. I gave Finn my body, and I didn’t care, but unknowingly, it was the greatest mistake of my life.

Makynzee has spent all of her life being dependent on people who've always disappointed her, especially her abusive mother. Everyone lies to her - her sister, her uncle, even her beloved father. When her mom strips her of her one true love, gymnastics, she's determined to find and maintain her independence. There's only one little problem...money. She sets out to find a job as a dancer at a gentlemen's club, but finds, the club owner Kalil, instead. With his looks, money, and charisma any woman would be crazy not to want him and Makynzee's no different. Falling for him fast she soon discovers some things just aren't adding up and Kalil may not be the man she thought he was. He wants to be with her and provide for her, but can he protect her? When a love-struck fan becomes obsessed and begins attacking and stalking Makynzee she questions Kalil's ability to be her protector. Makynzee has no idea who he is, where he came from, or why he's here, but he's determined to have her even if that means eliminating everyone she knows and loves. By any means necessary, right? She belongs to him and he's claiming what's rightfully his, no matter the circumstances. When secrets are revealed, they threaten to tear Makynzee apart and chaos becomes her constant companion. Will she be able to escape this insanity or will she become a permanent victim?

Sienna Doe grew up an orphan. She was left on the steps of Blue Valley Orphanage when she was just a toddler. Not knowing who her parents are or where she came from, the only link she has to her past is a locket around her neck with the name Sienna hidden inside on a scrap of paper. Completely ignorant to the world of werewolves and supernatural creatures, believing them to be a thing of myths and legend, she has no idea that her own body is hiding her deepest secret. On the night which Sienna has always celebrated her birthday, her body starts to go through some unexpected changes, reeking havoc on the unsuspecting residents of Blue Valley. Which draws the attention of the resident bad boy Mason Donnelly. Will Mason be able to help Sienna unravel the secrets of her past and help her forge a new destiny? Or will the reality of her past cause more harm than good? AUTHOR NOTE: Chapters will be updated on Friday's only for the time being. Thank you KM x

I've been mated to Alpha Damon for five years. I helped him build a business empire, but he kept delaying our marking ceremony 99 times. Right before the ceremony was supposed to happen, he told me the pack’s resources were tight. He demanded I stop the expansion of the Alpha’s manor and scrapped the nursery I’d designed for our future pups. Then he turned around and bought a thirty-million-dollar penthouse for Isabella, a new omega in our pack. When Isabella and I were in a car crash at the same time, he didn't even glance my way. He ran straight to her. He wrapped her in his Alpha scent, holding her tight. Their scents mingling was like a knife to my heart. In the pack council hall, in front of all the Elders, I looked at him with ice in my eyes. "I, Elena, reject you, Damon, as my mate." Through the gut-wrenching pain of the mate bond snapping, I sent a message to the Alpha of another pack. "I rejected him. I'll be at your Crescent Moon Pack tomorrow."

Raven: Her past is troubling, dark and twisted. She keeps everyone on the outside, and buries her dark past beneath the surface. Emmit, Grayson, Ashton: Her new stepbrothers. Each facing their own darknesses, together push Raven to speak about the past, and vow to protect those around her. This book is dark; it has a stalker/murder vibe, reverse harem, mafia, and s*x and alcohol used as a vice. Not for the faint hearted.

X, was the only son of the Han Clan. His parents Kon and Lia Han were both brutally murdered fateful day. His origin was shrouded in mystery as his people were very secretive. His only possessions were a blue sapphire pedant with matching earrings and a translucent blade. Upon his travels there was an attempt to rob him of his possessions creating a bloody feud. X was always alone until one day a mysterious lady who claims to be his wife makes an appearance. Can X trust this lady? Will be able to revive the Han clan?

"What do I do, huh?" he nips softly on the skin of my neck as he thrusts in and out of me gently, holding onto me as though I was the most delicate thing in the world. "Tell me how to make it right, baby." He mumbled into my neck, his strokes growing deeper. My eyes met his vulnerable grey ones, and as I looked into the eyes of the man who broke me, I couldn't hold his gaze much longer because of how they seemingly appealed to me and made me waver. Pressing a kiss to his jaw, I whispered, suppressing a moan. "Bandages don't x bullet holes. You cannot x what you have already broken, Sean Wellington, because it's unxable." •••• Sekani Salvador never knew what it felt like to be truly loved, and even when she loved, it had to be a man she wasn't supposed to fall for, Sean Wellington, who happened to be the boyfriend of her twin sister, Simone Salvador, who loathed everything she stood for. Sekani could have sworn that she could never have him but all it took for fate to spin the bottle was one night of vodka and mistakes that she couldn't take back.