"𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲," Desperate to escape her past, Agatha Harris - a shy stuttering kitchen maid signed herself up as a mail-order bride. Bound to the unknown, her heart filled with hope for a marriage with a rancher, life took another unexpected turn when her fiancé turns out to be black, thus disregarding the law against interracial marriage.

Evil is looming on the horizon. Mathias can feel it. The rest of the pack senses it too. Their duty is to protect those who can't protect themselves, but how can they do that when the monsters they hunt are changing? After an increase in human disappearances, there's a string of sacrificial murders that all but confirm what they've feared most. Humanity's only hope is a young woman who has no idea that monsters even exist in this world. Cheyenne is human, or at least she thought she was. Until one night her entire life is ripped apart. With a knife to her throat, she comes to a frightening realization that her fantasies of the supernatural are a reality. Two broken souls come together in an unlikely pairing. Chasing away their personal demons to fight the real ones. -MATURE CONTENT- Contains explicit depictions of violence and sexual situations.

I breathed out in fear, not able to feel the ground beneath me anymore, but the master silenced my fears with his mouth on my neck. "You'll be the death of me," he said into my neck before grasping for my thigh and making me wrap my legs around his hips. "Then why don't you kill me and end my suffering?" I breathed out. I felt him smile against my skin. "I much prefer you seeing like this," he said into my ear and released his hold over my body. The shackles tightened on my wrist, making me wince in pain, but the master didn't even give me a chance to experience real pain as he sat down on the chair with my legs placed on his shoulder. I felt him making his way up my thigh by kissing and licking every inch of my skin. The pressure between my legs became hard to ignore. Soon after, like he just knew what my body was thinking, the master stuck his tongue out, giving my pussy a long lick. His action made me tighten my hold on the shackles as the wave of pleasure went through my body.

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel* Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the doorknob only to have a tall man towering in front of her. "Master Ian!" She called. Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. "Where did you acquire that dress?" "Mr. Harland gave it to me." Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian's brows knitted in its elegance. "Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?" He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. "I don't know." His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. "Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth." He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her, and leisurely replied. "Unfortunately, you cant wear the dress over there." He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. "And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you." Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being. #1 in mythicalbeings (8/9/20)