"Don't you dare think you're anything but mine." + Abigail Grader lived a sheltered life, protected from the cruel world that surrounded her. Pure and soft-spoken, she enjoyed the simplicity of life. That was until a business deal fell through due to her uncle's arrogant and foolish behaviour. In an attempt to fix his actions, a contracted marriage was drawn up, binding Abigail in a loveless arrangement. He was dangerous, respected and cold. Notorious for his ruthless business strategies and negotiations, Damien Russo had authority and power within the palm of his hand. He lacked the capacity to love, but she had an abundance of it. As secrets unfold and walls are torn down, feelings are twisted with love, lust and betrayal. He would go to the depths of hell for her; she was, after all, the devil's favourite. + "D-Damien," she whimpered, "Not here." "You're just so damn intoxicating," He murmured into her neck, nipping at her skin as his hands rubbed her inner thigh, "You've got me fucking addicted." ----- Just a little disclaimer: This book is for mature audiences. Contains violence, mature scenes, and abuse. If you find any of these topics uncomfortable then please do not read. Hope you enjoy!!

book 1 of the windows of the soul duology ✿ ✿ ✿ lucent: softly bright or radiant ✿ ✿ ✿ My brother's hand traces the cut on my right cheek for some minutes. I have no idea how a cut can be so interesting, but I won't judge a book by its cover. He unexpectedly moves and places a heartwarming kiss on my crown, brushing through the strands of my hair. But what startles me the most, is when he speaks, "Duerme bien, mi niña bonita." And just as I wasn't able to sleep hours ago because of my stupid fear, I let myself fall into a dreamless sleep as his soothing voice travels through my ears. ✿ ✿ ✿ Layla Rivera. A young naive fourteen-year-old who's just lost her childhood best friend and guardian. She's anxious and timid when meeting other people, so she usually cowers and distracts herself, immerse between the pages of books. When she is thrown into the lion's den - or also named as her older brothers' house - she's left fearful and intimidated by the six foot three males who she never had a clue about. Trying to make sense of what her new life will bring while being unaware of the dangers her new home beholds, she tries to make her way into her new family, but it doesn't seem as easy as she expected, or is it? ©️juststarsandbooks All written works on this account belong to Juststarsandbooks. I do not condone any reproduction/duplication of this book anywhere - app, website, etc - without my consent. Pics aren't mine.

"The first rule you should abide by is to not defy me." Zeus turns to look at the epitome of perfection in front of his gaze. He approached his tiny Mate, towering her, power radiating from his built body, and ever so slightly whispered venomously "Ever." Aurora shifted uncomfortably lowering her head further, stumbling upon her words "Y-yes, your Majesty." Aurora unnoticed, untouched; preference was solitude, interest was books. An empty, unseen beauty she was; until he comes along Every year in the Lycan Kingdom, a ball is held in the month of December in honor of the Alpha King's throne succession, where every living werewolf is to attend. But, little did Aurora know that the moment she meets his eyes, everything changes.

When Chloe Collins gets her dream job as prison guard in one of the biggest jails in California, she realises she will be working with some of the most dangerous criminals in the world. As a naive and innocent woman, Chloe does not realise just how dangerous these men are- including Aaron King, the notorious killer and the man she can't seem to stay away from. Even with her job on the line and an intimate relationship of any sorts with a prisoner illegal, Chloe is pulled to the reserved Jailbird and his mysterious aura around prison. It also becomes ten times harder to stay away when said killer would do anything to have her too. Even behind bars, Aaron aches to have Chloe beneath him. It was forbidden but it was just too good to stay away from.

"Time is up, I AM CLAIMING WHAT IS MINE!" His voiced shattered throughout the entire tower. He has found me and claiming what is his; me. "Sire please, she not even 21 yet. Please let her stay for the year!" My father pleaded for my life but it was no use. I belong to him. Silence crept through the house before loud banging from large footsteps crept from the staircase. The pleading did not work. He was coming for me. .... BOOM! The large sealed oak door broke down with a simple kick from the notorious beast. I ran to the corner for protection but to no avail. He was taking me to my new life. ------------ My destiny was written before I existed. My family bloodline held much respect throughout generations, we were a perfect fit to be married off to the Vincenzo family. The largest mafia group to rule all of Europe and parts of America. They controlled everything since the beginning of time. So when my ancestor agreed to marry off his 8th grandchild off to the leader of the Vincenzo clan; it was a victory for the family. I am the 8th grandchild. My life now belongs to the Vincenzo clan.

Domick slid into the seat next to me and looked over. "Did you see how he was looking at you?" What? "H-he's not even my friend, just a partner sometimes." I managed to stammer out. "Trust me, he wanted to be more than just a partner." Domick sneered the last word. A surprised laugh escaped me, and I leaned towards him to whisper, "What makes you think that." "Because I notice when someone wants what's mine." ----------------------------- After I blew out my candles on my 7th birthday, I started to see things no one else could. Wings. I know, crazy right? After my Dads mysterious disappearance, I had to move in with my aunt who ignored my very existence. Then I met a certain someone. Domick. From the moment I saw his wings I knew he was different, just like me. Turns out I'm not the only "abnormal" around here. Domick was sent to find me for a reason, but can he stand to give me up to the secretive Council? Between Domick's possessiveness and me not knowing what the heck is going on. It's going to be one crazy ride.

"Are you afraid, my wee human?" "Will you hurt me?" "No, Ailsa. I swear to you I will never harm you. I'd rather die than lay a hand on you." "Then there's nothing more to discuss." ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ In 18th century Scotland, a romance blooms in a dark prison cell Laird Fraser MacLeod is no normal man. In fact, he isn't a man at all. He is a creature bound to the night that feasts on the blood of men. He's lured to the Sinclair clan under the impression there will be a truce between the two lairds, instead he's captured and tortured for being the monster he is. A vampire. What he doesn't expect is the wee slip of a lass that sneaks down to his cell for nightly visits. She talks to him, reads him books, brings food, and soothes the darkest pieces of his soul. Ailsa Sinclair has enough problems of her own. She's ailed with a disease that can not be cured, the daily attacks on her lungs are nearly too much. Little does she know that not only will the mysterious bearded man she visits get her in trouble, but that he'll change her life forever. A historical vampire romance

His lips broke away from mine leaving me panting like crazy and made their way to my cheek. Leaving a hot trail of kisses from my cheek to my collarbone, brushing the tip of his nose against my skin, his mouth moved up to my ear and I could feel his hot breath prickling my skin. "What's your name sweetheart ?" He spoke for the first time and I was shaken to my core, my eyes rolling back from the pleasure that my body and mind were experiencing. His voice is as smooth and soft as silk, and at the same time as rough and cold as a stone. He sounds like an angel and a demon at the same time. How is that even possible? ------------------ Lust, Pride, Greed, Envy, Wrath, Gluttony, and Sloth. The Seven Deadly Sins, gathered inside a creature so powerful, that he can destroy the world and let all Hell break loose in the span of a minute. He brings death and destruction everywhere he goes, making people succumb to their desires since forever. He is the son of God. The first and only Fallen Angel. The ruler of all sins. He is the King of Hell. The Devil. He is Lucifer King. * !Slow updates! * Warning! Mature and sexual content !! 10 in #Satan 03/11/21 7 in #Devil - 26/12/20 1 in #Hell - 02/04/21

An cold-exterior man that's convinced that he's unworthy of affection and care, slowly falls in love with a sweet girl. ✦ Dolly Woods, an quiet girl who loves hard. Escaping from her hometown, she moved to an out-of-state college. Running head first into the world she doesn't know what to expect. What happens when she meets the known bad boy on campus ? Will she be able to crack the facade he holds up and help him learn to love again? Read to find out

"Aren't we a match made in heaven?" He said with a smirk on his face.The devil himself speaking about heaven,he internally laughed at the thought. "Well that's quite ironic,don't you think?" "What's ironic?"He knew exactly what Flora was talking about but he wanted to taunt her, he wanted her to awknowledge his title. "The devil himself saying he and his future wife are a match made in heaven. A more suiting phrase would be a match made in hell, Don't you think?" "Wow,you're a fast learner,aren't you love?" Flora didn't know why but everytime he said that word she couldn't think straight,he knew how her breathing got shallower and that she got flustered anytime he called her love and so he did it every chance he got. He loved seeing her like that. *Mature Language* started : June 2021