Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.

"If you are to be my wife, why shouldn't I look?" She asked with feigned innocence. I glowered. "I thought you didn't want to be a toy?" Her eyes narrowed, a smile pulling at her lips. "Oh Brin, I would not be the toy..." she trailed off, roving over my body. Heat developed at my core and I squeezed my legs together, speed walking away from her. She had to be messing with me. -- My lips were almost touching hers, as though something magnetic continued to pull us closer. I had no words. I was no longer angry with her. I was consumed by her. -- Brin waited for this day to come. The day she would meet her human bride. She imagined a beautiful encounter, love at first sight, a magnetism like no other, but her future bride, the warrior princess, Alvena, had a much different view. Fae and humans were not alike.

Tortured for a crime she did not commit, Nyx Grey became someone else during her time in captivity and after she escaped. Ruthless, bloodthirsty, merciless cold hearted monster whose fury and rage could hurt anyone. And she has two tasks, one, find her daughter. Two, kill everyone who has wronged her. And the cruel, heartless, and sadistic Queen of Lycans who kills anyone for annoying her and is feared by all and also her second chance mate is not going to get in her way no matter what. But Nyx has no idea, her entire world will change the night she meets her.

Omegas are weak and submissive, it's in their blood to be, but not her. Isa Durand is far from that despite being born an omega, but that doesn't stop people for undermining her for being the lowest rank in the pack. But she uses that to her advantage to get revenge on the ones who dare hurt her. After all, who's going to blame an omega when someone trips down the stairs and break their neck? When the breaks to the car stop working and the people crash and die? Or when poison somehow manages to be slip in somebody's food? You know who? No one. Isa wears the mask of a weak and submissive omega to perfection. She's a wolf in sheep's clothing and loves it. Nothing can hurt her. Not even a rejection from her Alpha's son nor a second chance mate who happens to be the mad king of werewolf kind.

18+ [discontinued] - i moved my hips in circles as the feeling brought pleasure to my pussy. i moaned in the kiss as it got sloppier and isobel placed her hands on my ass as she guided my hips. "ride it like it's yours, baby." - isobel white and imani louis. they're from different worlds but that didn't stop them - an interaction, a bond, true love.

[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] *DISCONTINUED*.. until further notice. boss & assistant trope.. but with a twist.

"I can be anything you want, my love," she mutters in my ear, her warm breath making my skin tingle and my body yearn for her to touch more of me than her gentle hug around my waist. While I do appreciate how gentle she is with me, right now I want more. I want more of her touch on my bare skin. I want her hands to explore me more than she's letting them. I know she wants more just like me, but she's holding back. "Oh, really?" I tease, wrapping her hair around one of my fingers and giving it a small tug, hoping that this will get her worked up. "Anything I want?" Alice hums, confirming her promise before peppering a few soft kisses along my neck while I consider my request. There's so much I could ask for. "Absolutely anything, my love." *** For those who never find pleasure easily, a creature who knows and can be their every desire is perfect - it's even better if the creature is the one lustful for them.

It had been four years since Rebecca left after she graduated and asked Malina to wait for her. Did she? (Please excuse the grammar errors. I will edit when complete.) If you have not read (You're Ours), please at least read ch. 19-24. It will give you an assumption of Malina and Rebecca. This book is technically a sequel.

A mate. Something she didn't want. Something she didn't need. Being mated to a human was the last thing she expected.