Addison Winters
Addison Winters's Books(2)
The Badass & The Beta
Werewolf Oh, God, I am going to be sick, and I can't stand Jayson Woods!
"So, why are you staring over at him, Ashely? My inner voice inside my mind told me with a smug voice.
"I am not!
Oh, shut up! I spoke.
I looked over at him with two girls under his arms.
Oh, Look at him! Like he doesn't have a care in the world. He makes me sick.
Asshole!
He is such a man whore.
"Well, what do you expect with the kind of guys.
They are called man whore for a reason. So, envoy, my wolf, said inside my mind with a growl. She is not happy with what he's been doing with the other girls and not us.
Of course, he doesn't care. He doesn't care about our feelings. As long he gets some.
So, screw him and his sexy devilish melt your panties smile.
I don't need him.
But then again...
I am curious...
So, I wonder if he knew it was me, he was kissing and touching last month at Emilia birthday party. Where I was hiding away from the loud music and noise.
But instead, I ran into him.
And we uhhh,
We had sex!
We had sex!
We had sex!
I thought with my cheeks red.
I am trying not to think about how wonderful this Jayson Woods were, and not this fake playboy who wants to hide his real self. Because they like this rude and likes to joke and screw around.
But how could anybody fall in love with a man that treats a woman like a sex object to screw and throw away!
After he's done.
Well, that's exactly, what didn't happen.
So, I left before he could see the girl he hates and loves to torture. So, after having sex with Jayson Woods. I sneaked out the door. So, he had no idea it was me was in the bed kissing and holding me in his strong arms.
I will cherish that for the rest of my life.
But I didn't want to be a doormat and a notch on his bedpost. I don't want to be treated like a whore.
I have more respect for myself then throwing away my panties at him. I am no booty calls or a plaything.
What if... I am nothing like them other girls? When he calls up to use to scratch his itch when the man whore wants to play?
What if I am more than that?
What if I am his mate!
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That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate.
Kiss Leilani They don't know I'm a girl.
They all look at me and see a boy. A prince.
Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires.
And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too.
The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance.
How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom?
I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy.
But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince."
How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy?
And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave?
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AUTHOR'S NOTE.
This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+
Expect triggers, expect hardcore.
If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in!
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From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave." Don't Leave Me, Mate
AlisTae "Ahh!"
She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him.
His hands began to move all over her body.
She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed.
"D-Don't touch m-ummm!"
His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body.
With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear,
"I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me."
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Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply.
What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions?
What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him? Shunned By An Alpha, Cherished By A Lycan
Baby Kemo Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything... The Lycan king's Forbidden Craving
Mayorsther "End her, and burn her body."
Those words rolled off cruelly from the tongue of my destined one-MY MATE.
He stole my innocence, rejected me, stabbed me, and ordered me to be killed on our wedding night. I lost my wolf, left in a cruel realm to bear the pain alone...
But my life took a twist that night-a twist that dragged me into the worst hell possible.
One moment, I was the heir to my pack, and the next-I was a slave to the ruthless Lycan King, who was on the brink of losing his mind...
Cold.
Deadly.
Unforgiving.
His presence was hell itself.
His name a whisper of terror.
_He swore I was his, craved by his beast; to satisfy even if it breaks me_
Now, trapped in his dominant world, I must survive the dark clutches of the King who had me wrapped around his finger.
However, within these dark reality, lies a primal fate....
The Rise Of The Ugly Luna
Syra Tucker Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone.
Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved.
It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years.
Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from.
Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes.
Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.