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He's the sexiest, most handsome and the best of all basketball player. Being in the light, offers him more than he could ever want. He has everything at his disposal, every ladies at his readiness but only one caught his attention.
She's his little trophy, one that tops all the trophies he had been receiving all his life. The trophy he wouldn't want to lose.

I was on the streets, until I wasn't. They took me, fed me, clothed me. For a time I was happy, until he came back. I had five years to accept his chains, my monster. He owned me, until I met the Enforcer of The Satan Snipers.

His name was Zero.

He wasn't just an enforcer. He was a stone blooded killer.

Meet the girl-

Beggar:-

I've never known a day of being normal or having a hot plate of food to eat. I don’t even know what it feels like to have a bath. The streets of Washington has been my home since the day I was born. As the years went on by, I learnt to survive on these streets, I even learnt to smile.

Now meet

Zero:-

I know I should let it rest, but I can't drop it. I need to know her name. My gut is riding me hard. My instincts are telling me it's important.

I'm the enforcer. If there's even a thread that she's a danger to my club I need to know.

When Beggar saves Falon, she passes the biggest test of a Satan Sniper. Taken as a prospect, Beggar can finally get the life she wanted.

She gets more than she ever hoped to. A mans heart. But with secrets from her past and the man in question set of uncovering the dark that's plagued her. Will she learn that the enforcer of the Satan Snipers is more than able to handle anything. Even the reason she calls herself Beggar.

This book has been rewritten and is dedicated to my Grandmother, Marie Valerie Perrett. Her flesh and bones now lay as ash, while her spirit glows within the ones fortunate to have breathed her air, as memories, and moments from the past become those that define our future. In my life some of those are memories and lessons that she has taught me, not just by words, but by actions.

She gave me the tools to be a strong woman, and at times I admit I struggled to stand, but my grandmother held me by both hands at those times and lifted me up. Then she let me go, because she knew, she knew all along that one day I would need the strength to stand on my own. To lift my own daughter by her hands and learn to let her grow so she can become stronger.

Who you were or the way you felt, my Grandmother loved without judgement.

When she looked at me, spoke to me I never doubted her love, it was always an invisible beam between us. When I was younger we used to lay on her bed and she used to read to me stories from the bible while I used her arm as a pillow. I remember when I got a bit older and she read to me then I asked her, "Gran why does a story always start with Once Upon A Time?" She said because now it is a fairytale but once upon a time it was true. It was then I imagined life, I convinced myself that aliens were real. That I could be anything I want.

There is never a moment that is perfect to let the one you love go and she was one of the very few who I have loved and still do. I took my books off the pre-order today and I am glad I did. Because I get to share her memory with you guys. And dedicate this book that she waited so long to read but barely started. On Tuesday, December 4th 2018, I read the first chapter to her.

I wish I knew that it was the last day, but we never really know when death comes naturally, do we.

Julia loves reading BDSM erotic books. Her husband catches her reading one of those books and then they both try out playing sex games where Julia gets to be a slave and she loves playing these love games with her husband. But will these games affect their marriage? Let's find out by reading how it all started and how it's going!
This is book 02 of the slavery series.

"I need him off of me! Why did I let him touch me?" She collapses onto the floor and rests her head against the tile. "Why doesn't anyone who is good ever want me?"
I reach over and lightly touch the bruise on her neck.
"This isn't your fault, Alicia."
"It is."
"No. Wanting to be held and touched and to feel good... that's nothing to be ashamed about. It's a basic need to want to feel affection...to feel good. But how did he do it was wrong. You don't need to feel dirty. A decent man wouldn't use your body or any woman's body to degrade her."
I kiss the bruises on her arms and kiss the bruise on her hip.
"I would never."


On the surface, 28-year-old Alicia Johnson has it all. A successful advertising agency, a penthouse in Manhattan, and everything she could possibly want at her disposal.
She also has a secret addiction resulting from years of abuse from her rich and powerful parents.
When her company snags an important account with a prestigious law firm, Alicia finds herself drawn to the dark and mysterious Jonathan Hutchinson Jr., son of legal extraordinaire John Hutchinson.
But Jonathan has a secret of his own, he is also an addict who is fighting demons of his past.
As Alicia and Jonathan’s worlds unravel, their love is tested by old wounds, destructive habits, and the painful truths they've both tried to bury.
When past secrets are revealed, they soon find themselves heading on a downward spiral of self destruction. Will their love for eachother be enough to pull them from rock bottom? Or will they lose everything?