The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

🏆 VENCEDOR DO WATTYS 2023! 🏆 O Madre Cordélia era o internato dos sonhos, mas havia se transformado em um pesadelo para Bianca. Um cyber café no centro da cidade se torna seu refúgio em meio ao caos. Ela só não esperava conhecer um aluno de outro internato lá - e ficar mais interessada nele do que nos jogos online.

Angelina foi embora, está viajando com seu marido pela primeira vez e tudo que me restou foi apenas o seu lugar para trabalhar na empresa, Claro que ela havia me dado aquela empresa de perfumes quando eu ainda era uma criança como presente depois que ela foi sequestrada, mas eu ainda não estava pronta para assumir a empresa, com o fato de que meu pai iria trabalhar junto comigo para que eu não pudesse ficar sozinha até que novamente a história se repete, uma família rica de outra cidade está vindo para Malibu Com um único filho para pedir minha mão em casamento. Eu diferente da minha irmã não tenho nenhum tipo de problema, ela mata porque não sente nada pelas pessoas mas eu matei quando entra uma criança e fiz isso novamente quando era adulta, A única diferença entre mim e a minha irmã é que no final das contas ,eu sinto tudo, e esse é o meu grande defeito, eu sinto tudo...

Traição sempre dói e quando vem do seu companheiro e sua família então... Shyla sempre foi humilhada pela sua falta de poder, mas tudo vai mudar. Tradução do Romance Reivindicando Seu Companheiro Tentador, de Raina Lori ----------------------- • Esse livro não é meu, sou uma fã da obra e estou postando para que vocês possam conhecer.

Souad tinha dezassete anos e estava apaixonada. Na sua aldeia da Cisjordânia, como em tantas outras, o amor antes do casamento era sinônimo de morte.Tendo ficado grávida, um cunhado é encarregado de executar a sentença: regá-la com gasolina e chegar-lhe fogo. Terrivelmente queimada, Souad sobrevive por milagre. No hospital, para onde a levam e onde se recusam a tratá-la, a sua própria mãe tenta assassiná-la. Hoje, muitos anos depois, Souad decide falar em nome das mulheres que, por motivos idênticos aos seus, ainda arriscam a vida. Para o fazer, para contar ao mundo a barbaridade desta prática, ela corre diariamente sérios perigos, uma vez que o "atentado" à honra da sua família é um "crime" que ainda não prescreveu. Um testemunho comovente e aterrador, mas também um apelo contra o silencio que cobre o sofrimento e a morte de, milhares de mulheres. Quando o amor antes do casamento é sinônimo de morte

"You're angry, frustrated. You want some form of release. I can help you with what you want." I drop my hand to trace the edge of his wrist sensually. "If that's what you want. I'm consenting." His eyes turn from brown to black within a matter of seconds, his nostrils flare as he attempts to keep everything together but I could tell he's struggling. He opens his mouth to speak but ends up pressing his hand to my throat, slamming me into the corridor wall. Kassian's lips graze my jaw, feeling the heat of his body radiate against mine. "What I want is to fuck you hard until you're screaming, your legs are shaking and your pussy is dripping." My mouth quivers at his words, keeping the eye contact between us. "Then take me," I pant out desperately. "Right here. Right now." . . . When Cleo is cursed by her mother because of long term envy, she turns to a life of misery and torment. The curse slowly killing her day by day, the main purpose to block her ability to sense her mate. Cleo despises everyone, destroying anything and everything in her way, her heart growing colder by the second. When she trespasses on Kassian's land, an Alpha with severe anger issues. His pack fight to spare her life after Kassian is adamant on killing her, not trusting her vicious ways. But Cleo is out for revenge on her mother and she won't stop until she's got it. 18+

A few knocks came upon Rosies door and the most melodic of voices followed. "Ti's most rude of ye' no tae open the door fer a wounded man lass" The man had seen her and had the audacity to tease her about her manners after coming upon her land unannounced but more importantly he seemed to know she was alone in the cottage. Rosie was furious, how dare he correct her in her manners. " Aye, unfortunately for you we lowlanders don't make it a habit to open the doors for strangers that look like they can crush your skull between their hands" The strangers booming laughter could be heard miles away she was sure of it and it only furthered her anger that he made it quite clear he was enjoying himself in what she considered to be a serious and dangerous situation. "Come lass open the door I give ye mee word I won't lay a hand on ye" he said amusement clear in his voice and then he added " unless ye want me tae lassie, do ye want me tae?". " It would be a cold day in hell when I let your hands come anywhere near me highlander, now go away!" " However much this conversation has delighted mee bonny lass, mee wounds are gettin worse and if ye donna open this door yer going tae have tae stand aside cos I'm going to break it down" What Rosie doesn't seem to know however is that the door isn't the only thing coming crashing into her life.

Emery has always been troubled. After struggling to accept the sudden death of her mother, she was forced to depend on her grieving father for both knowledge and guidance. As she battles through her own conflicting feelings of confusion, her family's known resentments, and their hidden distractions, she must learn how to open her confined world to a new perspective. That is, the ostracized life of her fated mate-a werewolf who belongs to the Gods. note - cover is made by @ViaAlyssaNicole note - this is currently being edited!

Rated Mature| 🔞 Warnings Included Read at your own risk! Do not report! "Okay Hades, FIGHT." The moon goddess spoke, her voice fading into nothing. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling heat on my back that burned more than the sun. "Are you ready to fight again?" A man aske "Yes." I answered, as I was dragged from the room. I would fight, fight my way back to you. Hades died, but unknowingly to his wife-he was given a second chance at life and would have to fight to survive. He would have to sweat, and fight, and kill to get back to his wife-without realizing how much time had actually passed above. Siena had been going through the motions, immortal never seemed like an issue until she lost Hades, all their babies were in public school and the days seemed to get longer-she didn't know what to do, how to fully move on all she wanted was to show Hades how much she had grown. They were both surviving and soon, they'd be back together.

They took everything from her ...the damned Werewolves. Her mother, her coven, her freedom. And then, she found out she was the mate of the Alpha prince whose father destroyed her life as she knew it. She was the one. She was fated for him, but could she handle all that being his mate would entail? Could she handle the politics? The jealously? The sex? 〰️〰️〰️ I was determined to ensure he couldn't ignore me. Looking around nervously to make sure everyone was still preoccupied, I removed my flats from my right foot. Then I leaned closer and found his leg again. I ran my stockinged toes over his ankle, moving it up, slowly. He looked at me again, sharply, his eyes darkening. I gave him an innocent smile and looked away. I continued to move my foot up, higher and higher, ignoring his eyes. Soon, my foot found his already hard erection. Good goddess, he was always ready. Gently, I pressed the curve of my foot against him, feeling the fast pulse of his erection. I heard his sharp intake of breath and glanced up at him. His eyes were now black with arousal but he was looking at me intensely, like he wanted me to stop. Tough luck. 〰️〰️〰️ Started: 25 June, 2020 ...... Rated R