Highest ranking : #12 in state. Scarlet shades of huge chandelier reflected soft glow in apparently midnight dark hallway but she couldn't brush away the heavy weight on her chest with each step she took in that pathway. Her loud breathing came out in gasps which didn't help the fact that she was trying to decipher the strange rhythm of breaths being taken other than hers hot on her heels. Panic arose inside of her due to the familiar feelings that her heart just couldn't shake off and for a moment she tried to deny this uncomfortable sensation. instead her heart got the validation of it's prophecy when she heard hushed whisper of steps turned into quick loud thuds following her just few feet away.. ••••••• ~ I'll come to you, play with your heart, then leave you all flustered until you recognize the rhythm of our hearts as one.. Remember! from then on, you will no longer be able to escape my hold.~ These were his exact words! °°°°°°°° Vampire story related to ancient era. Based on imagination Not edited

This is a story about a thousand year old royal vampire and a twenty six year old human woman. They have been bound by fate, the missing half's of their souls belong to each other. Destined lovers with an ending written by the fates themselves.

Highest ranking :- #2 as on 16/06/18 in vampire, #5 as on 07/12/2020 in demons, #1 as on 29/12/2022 in fantasy fiction. "So you are the special one they are talking about?" I was shaken up when I heard the voice and raised my head to meet a gorgeous woman in her stunning attire. When did she come in? I didn't hear the door opening. She was smirking at me, waiting for me to give a reply, and I just sighed. "Seriously? I am fed up with hearing this question again and again. Why do you all think I am special? I mean, you all are the special ones, being vampires and werewolves, while I am just a normal girl, a mere human, to be precise." Desperation filled my voice, but then the lady spoke. "You are way more special than us, because you are his MATE." ................................. Atarah Davidson led more than a simple life despite being a teenager. She was raised by her 'good for nothing' grandparents as she was told that her parents died in an accident. But soon her life changed, after being kidnapped by vampires. Though she tried to escape, something stopped her. Maybe it's him, Mr. Perfect. Ryan O' Donnels, who is said to be her mate, was full of secrets. He was a man with the heart of steel and many demonic powers. But when each of his secrets started to reveal, she knew that all her life was a lie. That she's not just a mere human. That she indeed belonged to him. ...................................................... "But you know what hurts more?" His eyes were invading mine. "What?" I don't know if he even heard that, because my breath hitched in my throat, making me unable to speak. "That you are not mine yet...officially." My heart skipped a beat or two and I stood there like a statue. He did not just talk about marriage, right? Or did he? ...................................................... Maybe, just maybe, Ryan is not that hard hearted, maybe there's love in it somewhere..... for his beautiful mate. Who would know?

3rd in devil as of July 9th 2018 62th in heaven as of June 25st 2020 61th in soul as of June 25st 2020 I can't see their faces because the lights are blinding my eyes but I know that there's many people out there. She reads out into a microphone "The human soul name bliss, female, age 24, death unknown, and sin unknown." She pauses and looks at me then puts down my paper and speaks to the crowd "She doesn't remember anything about being alive so she is an oddity and a collectible. Shall we start the biding at 10000 hellions". All the sudden many voices shout out some low deep voices some high voices and some don't even sound like voices just gurgles. The woman who read my paper seems to be able to keep track and calls out the highest bidder. "Do I hear 65000?" Less voices shootout but they're still too many that I can't pick out. I'm being sold? Read to find out more. This is a romance supernatural book of my own making, its mine by copy right, all rights reserved! I also respond to almost all comments! WARNING : This book has mature themes, strong language, sex scenes, pain, torture and spelling/grammar mistakes YOU have been warned! (so please, don't comment on the spelling and grammar). Once I am done the book I will go back and edit (eventually). You DON'T have to read the first book it's a completely different story just in the same word (of my creation) This is (king of) a sequel to The Ðevil's Mate but you DON'T have to read the first book to know whats going on. P.s. I don't own any of the pictures on the stories other then the cover Enjoy!

SEQUEL TO FROZEN TEARS. COMPLETED. "Hey darling," a dark man with vampire red eyes greets me with a sudden hand curling around my neck and lifting me off the ground. He tilts his head and looks behind me as I claw at his hands, trying my best to get away from his powerful hold that doesn't seem to want to let me go. I don't need to breathe, but dammit it hurts when his nails dig into my skin. "I saw your little friend walk in here, and I'm more than happy to have a taste." "I'm not exactly sharing," I hiss through gritted teeth, and with a throaty laugh he drops me to the floor. I'm back up in a second, lunging for him with canines extended. // NO PICTURES THAT I USED TO MAKE THE COVER ARE MINE // Copyright 2016 - Sophia Kjeldbjerg. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted to anyone. It cannot be transmitted or copied by any means - such as by electronical devices, photocopies, recordings, mechanicals or any other forms - without prior written permission by the author herself. Copying this story is a violation of the copyright law.

WARNING - this is mature content !!⚠️ Read at your own discretion Christine needed more passion in her life. Her ex hadn't satisfied her at all. And now with her Freshman year in college coming to an end she decided to take a friends advice. Jason and her connected almost instantly. And from there began a love story, with passion and pleasure. She wanted this. "He finished cuffing me, I was tightly in place, I tried moving but I couldn't. The rules seemed weird. But I was ready for the challenge. I was young and more ready than ever. I liked this roughness on him, it made him more manly than he was. He got on top of me again and I could feel my insides wanting him. He took his hands and cupped my tiny boobs."

"I can't tell what is real and what is a dream," I murmur, looking up to his silver eyes, glistening mist swirling within his irises. "But I know I can't hold myself back from you any longer. Luella has been having the same dreams every night involving two silver eyed men, who remain elusive during the day, but come alive from the shadows by night. After visiting a therapist who tips Luella off on what could be the cause of these dreams, the start to become more frequent, to the point she can no long tell the difference between dream and reality. Who are these silver eyed men? One wants her desperately until he doesn't, while the other is always there when she needs him, until he is not. That is, until she swears she is seeing them in her waking life. And suddenly, her dreams might just be coming to life. *Second novel in the Immortal series, although not relevant to the first* (Mature content involved)

They call him Demise. No, that wasn't his birth name. His mother nor father gave him this designation. Many people weren't sure he even had parents. Some say he sprung from the fiery depths of Hell. No, he earns his title. Every lycanthrope shakes in fear from the tales of him in battle- his ruthlessness, his ferocity. One said he could kill a man with a mere touch. They call him Demise because everything he touches perishes. His skill, his intelligence, his stamina, his endurance, his agility, his everything...holds murderous brutality. He is death and he fucks with despair. ───── Grace was a chosen for the Kingdom of Wolves. She and fifty other women were traded among the four Alphas of the world, paid to satiate their every desire. Grace had not been requested, yet, for she was the newest arrival. Stationed in Kingdom Demise, she worked as a palace servant. She knew one day she would be beckoned by an Alpha, but she never thought it would be by Demise.

Christian never made it easy for her and desire made it even more difficult. How does Chelsea - a woman that thrives off of freedom, fun and food - cope with her mixed feelings for a man that literally follows her to the end of the earth and back? And not in a romantic way, no. Well, it was a good question. And she couldn't even begin to answer it. He's a thorn in her backside and the deeper he embeds himself there the harder it is to ignore his secrets, darkness, and most of all her unwanted infatuation. What will happen when dangerous circumstances - which he undoubtedly put them in - push the two of them together indefinitely? **Can be read separately!!

A crush is just a crush. It's fascination, intrigue, it's physical attraction that isn't supposed to be sated. So, when Anna Reeves finds herself thrown into the deep, voodoo trenches of New Orleans because of said crush, she decides whether the itch is worth the scratch. Visiting the birthplace of jazz had always been a dream so when the opportunity to study her medical degree arose, she took it. Only she didn't dare imagine she'd ever encounter Vlad - the object of her desire - and tangle herself in a dark web of mystery, lust and danger. Can they shake this dark attraction enough to save themselves from a new threat? **no need to read its predecessors**