It was rumored that a beast lived in the shadows, he was known as the sex beast long before a battle went down and after that, he was known as the scarred beast who preyed on females in heat. No female had ever survived his wrath, or bore his mark. Except for one. Lilliana never thought what she would come across on one fateful night where she felt more hornier than ever. Once marked by the beast, everyone frowned upon her and she was ruined until the beast appeared again, claiming her as his. 18+ (Jumps into action real quick!)

NITYA SHARMA 21 years old daughter of police officer. She is Beautiful, innocent, simple, caring and loving. VIRAJ SINGH RANAWAT 29 years old handsome but ruthless, scary, cold and heartless leader of the most powerful Mafia. What happens when this mafia leader falls for the innocent beauty? He wanted her so he took her. ___________________________________ Cover by- @meesha_lora

Deciding to take her life into her own hands after her husband dies, Lillian Reid travels West, hoping for a new start. But then her train is hijacked by outlaws, and she's fighting to stay alive. Two neglected children find her months later in Old West Montana Territory, and she's nursed back to health by handsome rancher Sawyer Weston. However, when secrets from Lillian's past threaten their newfound happiness, Lillian and Sawyer must fight for the love they've found or lose everything-including their lives.

Roxana kept her head bowed as Alexander stepped towards the captives of war, sweeping his cloak behind him. He passed by all of the women with the indifference and sobriety that rivalled their fairness and beauty. "The Bactrian women are eyesores," His deep, passionate voice ran out, earning the chuckles of his generals. That was when she realized that a pair of feet in leather soles had stopped before her. Slowly, she looked up. She saw a pair of metal greaves on strong, sturdy legs. She saw a kilt and scaled armour securely tied off at the shoulders. On the centre of his chest was engraved a sun with a face drawn on it. Then she focussed her eyes on his chiselled jawline, then at his arrogant mouth, and then his mismatched but clear brown and blue eyes. Roxana's eyes widened. This was the greatest commander ever known on earth, the one who massacred thousands of citizens who revolted against him in Thebes, the one who had burned down the palace complex of Persepolis in one night, and the one who never lost a battle in his life. She wanted to look away from his intense gaze. But she lifted her chin a little higher and boldly locked her gaze with his. "What is your name?" He asked, his expression stone cold. She felt his hand touch a lock of her long, dark brown mane. His gaze bore into her eyes so piercingly that she decided to cast her head to the side. "Roxana, my lord." She replied. "Who is your father?" "Oxyartes, mighty warlord and nobleman of Sogdia." "Ah, Oxyartes. I know him. I know him very well," He smiled. Then he bent down so that the tips of their noses were almost touching. She could feel his warm breath which turned into mist in the freezing winter air. Roxana shivered. "Tell your father that I have come," He whispered, "And that his people are now my people."

Love story of a Brown lady and a White gentleman at the time when East India Company was working for the British government in India. Shanila Brown is the beloved daughter of her father, the English Marquees lord Nigel Brown and her Indian mother Sharmila Brown and adored by her elder brother Milan Brown . Her life is filled with endless mischiefs and fun until she has to move to England when a lawyer arrives to find her father to inform him that her grandfather, the Duke of Lancaster has summoned all of them to his Ducal mansion. Shanila will soon find out that the way she is raised up in India is very different from how ladies are raised in England. Her life will change forever when she falls for a grey eyed impoverished rake with a dark past. Duke Reuben or better known as the impoverished lord George White is a man with a dark past. His past doesn't let him take another wife after the death of his first wife under very questionable circumstances. The Duke is invited to every ball and soiree just so that the hosts can boast of having his presence in their home. The Duke is intrigued by the brown colored girl who has recently come from India and is as outspoken and wild as a well aged matron. She knows every art that makes a gentleman envy her boldness. She can ride a horse better than many men, she can shoot her target with her eyes closed, she can do almost anything a man can do. The blue eyed miss Brown is more than any decent man can handle but it seems His Grace is the perfect candidate to take on the task of being her equal in everything.

"You will be the mother of my children," said the man in a commanding tone. His shameless words rendered Emmelyn speechless and shocked, more so, than the kiss he landed on her lips earlier. "I need three children from you." "Eh ... wait.. what? Hold on a minute," Emmelyn, who was moved from her shock, hurriedly rubbed her lips roughly as if trying to remove the devil's marks from them. "I don't want to be your wife! I don't want to marry you, you devil!!" The man frowned and squinted his eyes menacingly. "Who said anything about marriage?" THE NEXT DAY "Let's go," said the prince. "Let's go where?" Emmelyn asked, not understanding. "Let's go make babies." *** SYNOPSIS: The crown prince was cursed on the day he was born, that he will never be happy. What's worse, no woman could touch him without dying. Thus, finding a wife to produce an heir became the royal family's greatest challenge since the prince is the only son. Until one day.. A slave girl who tried to kill him didn't end up dying after they touched. Emmelyn was a princess from one of their colonies who vowed to avenge her family's death by killing the crown prince.. And that's how she ended up in his castle. Seeing that she was the only woman he could have sexual relationship with, without killing her, the prince made an agreement to let her go and free her kingdom from his oppression if she produced for him three heirs. Emmelyn said yes, but every day that they were together, she made plans to kill him and get her revenge. Can Emmelyn get what she wanted, or would she be entangled deeper with the enemy who was deemed as the devil incarnate himself by his enemies when she found out he was actually more of an angel? PS: The 41 chapters in this book is teaser. You can read the complete story on Webnovel. Go to my Instagram "Missrealitybites" to know more details.

"No form of fate is bloodless, Our God's are in our favor. I would crawl to the ends of the earth for you." [ON HOLD/EDITING]

"Jack?" "Yes sweetheart" "How many other girls are there..." Nineteen year old Elizabeth laid her eyes on the most powerful man in the country, the same one who had led her into his bedroom. It was then she realized that this was not just any internship...

By all accounts, Charlotte Hastings should be happy with her grandmothers match; Alexander Thatch is a nobleman, third in line for the throne. But Charlotte has always dreamed of a Love Match, and this certainly is not that. This feels like a cold business transaction. As Charlotte is whizzed across ballrooms, she can't help but wish for something more, and she wonders if the thing she has been dreaming of all her life is in the attractive serving boy on her Grandmothers estate, that she can't seem to stay away from. However, the more she gets to know Alexander the more she likes him. It seems Charlotte is to make an impossible choice, both with horrible repercussions.

A provocative collection of short stories documenting the affairs, scandals, and secrets of the rich and privileged few.