"Be careful what you say sweet cheeks wouldn't want to threaten number one rank murderous Alpha." He whispers in my ear. "I should say the same to you pretty boy." I whispered back. All of sudden his strong hands were wrapped around my neck. "i can kill you now but I won't." His eyes were darker then usual. ××× Ashleigh parents told her about the murderous and mysterious pack blood furnace. What happens when Ashleigh runs into their Brutal. Alpha. Alpha Landon.

Flora Danforth is the epitome of all things innocent. Like a flower, Flora is beautiful and pure. Of course, that all changes when she meets the town's sexy, new, mysterious bad boy, Alex. ~ "I'm no good for you, flower." She opens her mouth to speak, but his finger gently silences her. She parts her lips in futile protest, but his finger slides past, slipping inside the warmth of her mouth. She swipes her tongue across the pad of his finger, hollowing her cheeks ever so slightly around it. Alex takes a sharp intake of air, his bright blue eyes growing impossibly dark with lust. "But then again, you're not such a good girl are you, princess?"

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

"Don't touch me, darling. Not unless you suddenly want to find yourself with my cock in your mouth." • • • Sins come in all shapes and sizes, but she never expected it to come in the shape of him. He was what you called a Sinner; His touch made you sin in every biblical way possible. One touch was all it took; one catastrophic sin. Cara had always lived the virtuous life as a faithful Catholic. She never expected her life to be abruptly turned upside down when she yelled at a rude man with sinfully wandering hands. But when you've lived your whole life as a saint and start to mess with a Sinner, you're bound to do something bad; You are bound to (do) Sin.

Widowed and pregnant, Mars is one of the last few fertile female werewolves in the world, and now the alpha wants her to breed his lineage. This would mean death to her unborn baby. To save herself and her baby's life, she runs away from her pack. But as she races through the forest, she stumbles upon a wounded Lyall, the Lycan King, who turns out to be her second chance mate. "Are you lost, werewolf girl?" he asks her. Cursed to be cold-hearted and devoid of feelings, Lyall never thought he would find his fated mate by chance. He saves her from her own pack and offers her a proposition laced with a threat: "I will give you 365 days to make me feel. Make me fall in love with you. Move my emotions," he says in a deep tone. "The moment I feel nothing about you, I will return you to your pack. But if you can make me fall in love with you, I will fight the werewolves to let you stay." *** est June 2022. Reuploading 2 chapters per day :)

After the Lycan overtake of the government, many things changed for humans. This includes Paige White, who because of being human, is mistreated, beaten up, and forced to live in the slum area, a specific area made for the lowest race in the current world; Homo sapiens. After having turned 16, she is forced to attend the mating ball, a ball for the werewolves to meet their mate, something Paige and her parents have always prayed to not happen to her, but in vain. *** I let my fingers brush against the back of the books, feeling myself becoming giddy at all the different titles. I turned around and went over to another bookshelf, bending my knees to look closer at the books on the bottom shelves. My muscles froze in place when I heard the door opening, a line of light spreading next to me. I closed my eyes, praying that my snooping wouldn't end up being the death of me, before abruptly straightening out my knees, and then slowly turning around. Because of the light coming from behind him, all I could see was a tall broad-shouldered silhouette, a pair of eyes lighting gold. My heart stopped in my chest. "Mine."

"Can you please stop walking and talk to me." Nick growled when Jordan didn't slow down. Jordan whirled around and glared at Nick. "What do you want me to do Nicholas? Encourage the whole law firm to know that I am your boy toy. When I am clearly NOT." He yelled and searched for his car in the abandoned parking lot. "If I have to claim you like that, I will gladly do it." Nick countered and stalked towards Jordan. Jordan's eyes widened in panic before his car beeped. He made a beeline towards it but before he could open the car door, he was pushed against it. Nick's front moulded against Jordan's writhing back and he grabbed Jordan's hip in a bruising grip. "Let me go, Asshole." Jordan spatted. Nick grabbed Jordan's chin on one hand and turned it to the side to look him in eye. "I may be an asshole but I have something you desperately want." Nick taunted. "You don't." Jordan said, albeit hesitatingly. "I do. But for me to give you those papers, I want an agreement between us that you will do everything I order you to do for a month." "Like hell I will." Jordan sputtered. Nick laughed menacingly. "You will." He said and turned Jordan around so he was flush against his chest. His hard length poking Jordan against his stomach. "Now give me a kiss." Nick ordered. "Fuck no." Jordan yelled but considered about the paper's in Nick's possession. "But you are straight." Jordan conceded at last. "Did I ask you that? I haven't been straight since I saw you." Nick growled and didn't wait for Jordan's permission before crushing his mouth against Jordan's in a bruising kiss. It was long due any way. .... THIS IS A GAY STORY. It has an enemies-to-lovers trope with explicit sex content. So, you have been warned. Now, enjoy!!

"I want both of you." ..... From the day I could remember I have always been alone. Growing up, I always wished that I had a family. I was even ready to forgive my parents for leaving me in a burning forest; I was that desperate to belong somewhere or to someone. Nonetheless, I always knew no one would come for me. But then that changed when I dreamt of being chased by wolves in the very same forest I was abandoned in. The worst thing was the running and chasing felt exhilarating. Apparently, I was crazy too. The following week I was kidnapped. I realized that day- tied up to a chair in a pitch-black room- that we should be careful of what we wish for. Because belonging to someone doesn't always mean it ends in sunshine and rainbows..... ....... 18+

Prologue Baila is a 17 year old werewolf and hides in the shadows of her sister, Bella who treats her like she's a nobody. Baila wears thick glasses and oversized clothes which is the opposite of her twin that always shows off her gorgeous body. Bella is in love with the future Alpha of the neighboring pack. She swears she will be his future Luna. Their father is the Alpha of the Dark Stone Pack, the largest and strongest pack in America and he holds the secret that Baila is a powerful Golden Wolf and will become the Queen over all werewolves. Antone London is a 17 year old werewolf and next in line Alpha of the Midnight Moon Pack, the second largest pack in America. He says he doesn't want a mate. He fools around with Bella and can care less about finding his mate. He hates Baila and is cruel to her. Zan Kristoff is the 21 year old King of all wolves. His first mate rejected him before she knew of him being the king. The Moon Goddess came to him one night and told him his first mate was her mistake and assured him that his future Queen will greatly exceed anything he could imagine.