❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

"He fulfilled her deepest desires." On a journey to fulfill the desires spewing inside her, Abigail Bennett finds herself at an anonymous club that looks more like Greek Heaven than a shabby BDSM establishment. It is the perfect place to meet the Greek God that is Preston Trice. He's ruthless, robust, arrogant, and believes he can walk on water. Most of all he's willing to fulfill all of Abigail's fantasies as long as she gives him total control. Drawn to a life she only read about in books and fantasied about in her dreams, Abigail is taken on a sexual awakening that enlightens her entire being. → | completed | → | highest ranking #1 in general fiction | Copyright © 2018 by paudickson. All Rights Reserved. Collared is completed and available on AMAZON for purchase as an ebook or FREE with Kindle Unlimited. You can head over to my profile for the link.

"Our next is a girl of eighteen summers. She has smooth, unblemished skin and has been schooled in the arts of love and seduction. But most of all, she is untouched." my auctioneer and captor said as he paraded me in front of the men. They eyed their fill of my body but they were forbidden to touch. "Bidding starts at two hundred pieces of silver." I was returned towards the stage as the men stated their prices. I was a rare commodity: a slave girl yet untouched, eighteen, fertile when the land has been struck with a plague that left women barren. The price for me reached eight hundred silver coins and many have already backed down. "Two hundred gold coins!" a man spoke up. It was he, the man who stared at me with passion and desire in his eyes moments ago. That was quite a sum for a slave! "Two hundred gold coins going once, twice... Sold to the King of Ivaris!" the auctioneer shouted. There it was. My fate was sealed. I am a love slave and it is just my luck that I am sold to the same cruel king that destroyed my kingdom. *A story of love, of gods and goddesses, of reincarnation and magic, intrigue and betrayal, of kings and war...*

[Zeus x Hera] (Note: Rake is an old term for player) For thousands of years, the Queen of the Gods has put up with her philandering, arrogant, conceited and uncaring husband. She became known as a jealous and vindictive queen. But turning your husband's mistresses into a cow was justified, right? But what happens when she reaches the end of her rope? Hera, the Queen of the Gods who also happens to be the Goddess of Marriage decides that she's had enough. She leaves Zeus and all of Olympus behind so that she could go to the Mortal Realm and experience a different kind of life. She reinvents herself and finally gets to do the things she longed to do. Finally, she was free! But as they say: you don't realize what you have until it is gone. Zeus, the King of the Gods, wants Hera back in his life. This time, he decides to turn all his charms to wooing his wife and gaining her back. But will Hera be his wife and queen again? Will she be able to change the set ways of the King of the Gods and reform the rake in him? ***Credits to @DarkLeague for the cover***

"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.

Vincent Shaw is defeated, half-dead, and broken in more ways than one. A powerful werewolf now in exile Vincent's mistakes haunt his every step. Evelyn the Meek is a sweet little half-ling and a skilled alchemist. With her own tormented past Evelyn risks life and limb to nurse a broken werewolf back from the brink of death. With a scheming mystic in the mix, an army of evil at the gate, and a vengeful mercenary on the hunt - Vincent and Evelyn must overcome all odds and each other.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

To many, he is known as Fallon "The Fury" - relentless and formidable, feared and admired for his prowess in battle and his striking golden appearance. But during the rise of William the Conqueror, Fallon is ambushed and left for dead. When he awakens, he finds himself in the hands of his enemy - and irresistibly drawn to the red-haired beauty tending his wounds. When Alana McKenna discovers a beaten, unconscious man - unmistakably handsome and undoubtedly dangerous - her instincts tell her to walk away. She has no idea he is the infamous Fallon "The Fury." Yet her compassionate nature and healer's heart will not allow her to leave even an enemy to die. Haunted by dreams of the fiery woman who saved his life, Fallon will stop at nothing to find her - and make her his. But others seek his death... and desire the very woman he longs to claim. Will the uncertainty and peril surrounding them destroy their love before it has a chance to flourish? Cover created by Heitcleff.

*Category : Thriller|Action|Mystery|Romance.* *MatureContent. 18+ Only.* A/N: Trigger Warning PLEASE NOTE: CURRENTLY EDITING, ADDING AND FINISHING THE BOOK, PLEASE COME BACK IN 60 DAYS (15th June 2023) Excerpt: Intoxicating. That one word is my undoing. Dangerous. That one word describes you the best. Opposite. That one word is how I would describe us. Delicious. Your lips. Your smile. The colour white on you. Attraction. Something so strong I am afraid it will break me one day. Scared. Because I can't control what I feel about you. Jealousy. I am so selfish when I am with you. Broken. It is what I feel when you are not around. Constant. You. You are my undoing, Rage. I will forever remember you as the one and only person who can so easily and seamlessly break me into pieces with just one look. I built a perfect world here, right under your nose. A country under your thumb, at your beck and call. A country so shit-scared of the mere sight of you that they can't even call you by your real name. Because when they look you in the eye... all they see is rage. Born in a family run by drug peddlers, daughter of a drug lord... it's seriously laughable how easily I sneaked into your country right under your nose. And you didn't even know. And then you noticed me... Piece by piece I came apart, right at your feet. So easily breakable that all this time, I lived in a delusion... That nothing could ever touch me. And yet you did, Rage. I know, I know. I know, I belong to you... But here is a thing, Rage. I OWN you. *** • Start Date: 12th August, 2016.

For years, Lilith “Lily” McDermott was kept in the dark from the McDermott family secret. Now, her estranged father has asked that she join him on an exploit. Despite her father’s peculiar practices and unusual interest in the unknown, she yearns for an adventure outside her dull and ordinary life, and gladly partakes in the excitement. When Lilith first arrives in the beautiful, untamed wilderness of the Carpathian Mountains, she is alive with feeling and a sense of belonging, but her journey takes a sudden dangerous turn when perilous truths begin to unravel and the dark Carpathian hills reveal a deadly secret of its own. In the midst of darkness and betrayal, Lilith finds herself at the mercy of a dangerous and unworldly creature, baring fangs and a ravenous thirst that seems to yearn for her blood alone. She is frightened yet drawn by the creature that appears as a man but hunts as a predator. Can she find love in a world filled of darkness and insatiable desires? Cover done by Neeavila.