How hard can it be to fulfil a prophecy? That is, while having to work with a chiselled, righteous soldier who sees you merely as his duty and a silver-eyed, sarcastic demi-god that takes any chance to belittle you. I doubt it would be that hard... right? ************** Normal. No-one was more familiar with that word than Hanna. With a part-time job as a waitress at a run-down cafe and trying to complete her studies while slaving away after her neglecting parents, Hanna had begun to believe that life was just an endless droll of misery. It was too bad that normal wasn't written in Hanna's fate. Her whole world was turned upside down when a scruffy man appeared in the cafe she worked at. Not knowing who he is or where he came from, he had simply given her a message on a slip of paper and left just as quickly as he had come. That slip of paper changed everything. Tossed into Aaru- an unknown world, Hanna is forced to come to terms with who she actually is and the purpose of her very existence, unfolding the secrets of her previously unknown powers. Not without help, of course. By her side- a dark enticing God and dashing noble warrior to guide her path. Hanna must defeat the evil lurking in the ancient lands of Aaru as the prophecy had foretold. But, will the evil be too much to overcome? Or, will her newfound relationships present as an obstacle?

(Book 2) *Contains spoilers below* "I needed more closure than what you gave me." I half lied. "It feels like an open wound someone keeps pouring salt on." His expression remained hard and cold. Almost distant. "I don't know what you want from me, Willow. You coming here isn't closing any wounds, it's just opening up old ones." I let out a sigh and rubbed my hands over my face. "I just needed to see you, okay? It's a relief to know you're even alive right now." I was begging myself not to cry. Noah shifted a little and folded his arms against his chest. "I don't know what you want me to say." "Anything is better than nothing." I said as I took a step closer. "I missed you. A lot." He peeked from under the mess of curls falling over his eyes. "You want me to tell you I missed you too? Is that what you're doing here?" I clenched my jaw shut and curled my fingers into fists at my sides. "I don't want anything from you." Scott isn't gone...yet. But he still refuses to let Noah go without harming anyone Noah cares about. It's been nine months since Scott took Noah under his wing and moved away from California. Willow hasn't seen either of them since the night Noah left with the promise to come back. When Willow finds Noah, she didn't expect what she finds. Noah's completely transformed into something she never thought she would see again. Besides the arrogant, obnoxious attitude, came countless tattoos, a ring through his lip, and a new name. With Scott still lingering and Noah's new found attitude, there's bound to be a little trouble. Way more than Willow bargained for. And maybe, just maybe, Scott isn't the real enemy.

We were the only ones in the elevator, and to make matters worse, we were on the twentieth floor, which meant that we had a long way to go before we reached the ground level. Kyle's eyes seemed to be glazed over as he continued to stare at me with an unknown look in his eye. "Look, I'm sorry, but-" I began to tell him off as he moved towards me swiftly, but he didn't give me a chance to finish. "Twice now you've walked away from me," he recounted while slowly backing me into the corner wall. My legs began to shake at the thought of us playing into our roles. "Make it a third, and trust me when I say that the consequences won't be in your favor." I stared up at him in shock, my mouth parting as he moved in closer. "Do you understand?" The closer he got, the harder it became for me to focus on what he was saying. "Yes," I breathed. "Good," was all he said before he wrapped his hand around my neck and slammed his lips onto mine. »»-----　♡　-----«« Lilac Reynolds is not your average twenty-year-old. She just recently dropped out of college and is now in search of a job. Her wish comes true when billionaire Kyle Rodriguez announces that he is in need of a new maid. Lilac would've never thought in a million years that she would have gotten the job, but she did. And now she is starting to realize that she is in over her head with nobody there to save her . . . or so she thought.

A businessman with the world at his fingertips and a body built to fuck. Elliot Salvatore was every women's favorite heartbreak. Not only had he got it all but he knew it too. Except her. Azrael Carmen hated all men and they hated to want her. Cold bitch was her middle name and whispers on the street was to beware of said bitch, she drank the blood of her enemies. People in the business world disliked her. So what? She thrived on their hatred. Until, it became a fucking problem. Investors started pulling out. Business was crumbling apart. Her father watching the whole thing with perfect view from his million dollar yacht. Seeing him again was the fucking cherry on top. He had a perfect solution to her problem. Fake date him. Everyone loved him. Strolling around London on his arm was basically the golden ticket to the top of the world. All she had to do was try not to stab the man in the throat with her heels. • book four of the Salvatore's series can read as a stand-alone (best to read book 3 first) • all images in the book don't belong to me, credit to the rightful owners • cover by @myyyraaa_

A night of drinking. A one night stand. An agreement. All things which two sworn enemies should never do together, and yet neither can get enough. ** Alexander and Kelsie have been at war since they were kids. They'd never gotten along, and the thought of being intimate with the other was sickening. But one night that ends in a hookup proves to change everything as the pair now find themselves sneaking into broom closets and spending nights in each other's beds. There's only one catch to their newfound agreement - not to fall in love. From their lack of positive feelings, it seemed pretty easy. And yet, the more they touch, the more impossible it seems.

Presley had it all, a loving family, great support, a great pack behind him. One thing he didn't have was his mate by his side. After seven years of not finding his mate, he had finally given up. He buried himself into his work, becoming one of the most ruthless alpha's known. His shell cracks when he finds his mate, prancing through a field of flowers. This is book two to the series, can be read as a stand alone, but I do recommend checking out The Omega's Mate? first, to get a feel on my writing.

What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015

Isabella is a 17-year old high school girl. She has a very lovely, innocent and kind personality, that basically makes her a blob of sunshine wherever she goes. A traumatic incident in the past leaves her broken whenever a strange man touches her. Xavier is a 22-year old mafia leader. He's ruthless, aggressive and cold, uncaring and unfettered about everyone around him, except those close to him. He's cold to the world, making him the most feared man in the country. Left alone to fend for at a young age, he has closed his heart to everyone around him. What happens when an innocent and lovely girl meets with a cold and ruthless mafia boss? Will the innocent and naïve Isabella allow the cold man into her life? Will Xavier break down his cold stature to open up his heart for the little angel? Bring in an older brother who is hell-bent on tearing down Xavier and taking the throne for himself. Mysteries will be uncovered as the past is unveiled by Xavier and Isabella, along with two others. Will Xavier and Isabella still have a future? Read to find out the story of two broken hearted people trying to cope up for love. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #1 in sad quotes #2 in broken friendship #3 in broken hearts

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

[18+ only, Mature Content] "Stop looking for a fight, angel, before I handcuff you to this bed and leave you here." "I'd scream," I warned him. "That would add the story of us f*cking." I held myself back from taking his gun and shooting him and gave him a fake smile. "I really dislike you." "It didn't stop you from moaning." * MALIA has one job. Follow the assassin called GHOST, find out who Sinners are, uncovering their plan. It was a simple order. But late nights, fights and the tension only lead to feelings and a desire that should be forbidden. Involves gangs, drugs, murder and sex. ENTERED IN WATTYS2019 04/06/19 STEAM & SMOKE by NŸX©️copyright #1 FBIagent #1 projectbadboys #4 badboy #1 gang #1 boy