"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 :)

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.

" i am scared of you" she whispered to him. " You should be" Tyler growled while biting her neck, leaving his marks on her. " I-I don't think, I can-can do this anymore Tyler" Lily said as she stared into his deep eyes, while holding herself back. The man who held her heart in his clutches just growled" You don't get to decide baby! Not anymore" he finally declared while clutching her neck in his hands. He wanted to squeeze, to see the same fear, he saw in her eyes that day at the parking lot. But he couldn't bring himself to. He was a different man then. That man would have laughed at Lily and must have fucked her against the wall and after that he would have pushed her out of the door so fast that Lily wouldn't have known what happened to her but this new him? This new him was whipped so bad that the idea of this girl outside of his reach almost- almost scares him. He can't imagine a day where he can't have her, can't touch her and can't leave his mark on her. Lily whimpered at his intense kisses and pleaded with her eyes. He smirked knowing what she wants but first he wanted the words, the words which always turns him on to no end. The word which even Lily didn't know how much power they had on him. " You want me?" He asked almost out of his mind with need. " Y-Yes!" " then say the words" Lily glared at him, finally understanding his game but knowing him well she didn't dare to protest. " I am Y-Yours and no one can touch m-me" " NO-ONE BUT ME." He said and kissed his woman hard. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. This is a light erotica contemporary romance. triggers are also light but I think everyone below 14 should stay away from this book. hateful comments are not welcome so if you don't like this book simply stop reading. I hope you enjoy the book.

A very innocent girl meets a very naughty Frenchman. "Bébé, I am here to please you..."He puts his face on the my neck inhaling my scent. His hot breathe makes my toes curl. "I will do things to you that no man will ever think about. I will make your eyes roll to the back your head. I want to hear you scream as I put my cock into that tight pussy." He pulls my hair. Instead of being mad I moan.

"Whether you like it or not, and I'm ready to collect what's mine and You? Are MINE." MATURE CONTENT. Astoria Evans. She was anything but normal. Orphaned at a young age and continuously bullied at school that she even had to run from her birth place with her grandmother. Then she realises that she could see the supernatural and no one would believe her? Ghosts;The Dead, Anything. She saw them plain as day. She knew was different from the rest but after a stranger comes and turns her world upside down, she doesn't know what to believe. She knew she was special, but only thing she didn't know yet was she was the one Fate destined for the Big Angry God Downstairs. Pluto Being the antisocial god he is, he never expected to be suddenly summoned from the very brother he hated and despised. Then it was announced, his mate was to be born in 1000 years time? Of course, no less than one of the newer generation gods would do. So imagine his surprise when the goddess of love says his fated is a weak, flesh mortal. He storms out on this news not believing his ears. What sick fucking joke was this? 1017 years have passed since then and though she may be mortal but she's still his. And he was ready to collect what's his. ♡♡♡♡ Pluto pulled his black mask up, and looked coldly in Astoria's eyes. "I'll be back," He spoke. "Don't do anything stupid or I'll spank you." "But-" Pluto looked back at her harshly, "But what?" "You're not the boss of me." Astoria rose from her chair and stood in front of him poking him in the chest. Pluto caught her hands and leaned closer to her ear, "Don't hit me unless you want me to fuck you so hard in that bed until you can't move ever again." Astoria stared at his slashed eye and saw he was dead serious, Pluto released her with chuckle. He dragged down his body suit to his collarbone where it shone a bright purple with an evil glint in his dark eyes, "You may not think you're mine but your cunt sure does."