An Alpha King is expected to be powerful, strong, valiant, wise, decisive, and perfect. Alpha King Pietro is all that except the part being perfect. He was the most awaited heir of the royal family but he was born blind. And so they thought. Iya was adopted by a gamma of a wolf pack when she was found crying by the riverbanks 19 years ago, alone and cold. She is spirited and kindhearted. The pack considered her ordinary as ordinary comes. And so they thought. ***My new book is out - ALPHA BOWEN. Give it a try, soon.

𝐈𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬.

"In life, we form bonds and relationships with those who've never experienced themselves in all seasons of life-at their highest and lowest points, in grief and sadness, happiness and anger. We expect people to know themselves coming into our lives, but we never think about the seasons they haven't experienced."

Samara comes closer to me, now studying my face. Her eyes are wandering all over my facial features. I contort my face in confusion at her weird stares, "Umm, hey-" "Listen, can you wear my wedding dress and be a bride at my place?" She questions. Ec-excuse me? I give her a long stare. I think she is joking and would burst into laughter any minute...but she doesn't. Her face has no trace of humour. "What?" I quirk up my brow. "You've to be a bride at my place." She repeats with no hesitation. Cold shiver trickles through me. .... An Accidental Bride. A Mistaken Groom. A Marriage Neither Saw Coming. 18-year-old Sanaya Frances was finding a way to pay for college. Becoming a cook in the grand Hobsons estate seemed like the perfect opportunity-until a twist of fate lands her in a wedding dress, hidden behind a veil, taking vows meant for someone else. Ashar Hobsons, 25, a powerful businessman, thinks he's marrying his childhood fiancée. But his world turns upside down-he's been tricked into marrying a stranger. Two strangers. One unplanned marriage. No easy way out. And definitely... no room for love. Or is there? ... Copyright © 2019 Book cover credit: @wasphoria

Nina felt a pair of eyes watching her. Warm, gilded brown, like the whiskey in her glass. That was how she met Roman Conway for the first time. Three years later, she meets him again, and she is pulled back into a past that cracks the surface of the seemingly perfect life she curated. ***** As Nina Jordan admires New York City from a rooftop, she seems content. She is surrounded by her closest friends, and Cameron - the man she is marrying. But when Nina goes to get a drink at the bar, she bumps into Roman Conway. To Roman, Nina looks different. Her signature curls have been pulled straight, and cut into a blunt bob, and there is a dark melancholy about her. The biggest change he is struck by is that she no longer looks at him the way she used to. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque

//My Works: #4 "You don't know how it feels to be or at least trying to be perfect.." "Can't live your life how you want to live your life. Your parents basically living your life for you." "Making choices of their own for you, even when you're grown.." "Even taking your love or lover away and friends.." "This is my story.. and that's why you're going to learn why it's.. So much of being a Preacher's Kid.. So much of being The Preacher's Daughter.." - LYRIC BRYANT Published: March 23rd, 2018. Completed: May 6th, 2022. All Rights Reserved. 2018-2019.

College is just like her old life . . . bleak. Surviving it won't be easy, especially when the girlfriend of the guy she's loved her entire life would rather see her dead. So much for that clean slate. Instead she's constantly looking over her shoulder, watching, waiting and worrying. Lucky for Emma she met The Senator's Son. Zach Walker is the typical rich kid . . . or is he? He's all heart, not like all those other guys. She isn't supposed to fall for him. She doesn't even know if she can trust him. He is completely tempting and totally out of her league. Please note - there is profanity and sexual situations. All rights reserved. I hold copyright so my work cannot be copied in any form whether in print or electronically, or any other form for that matter. So please, don't plagiarize. It's not nice.

"Whatever you say Anissa, you ain't nothing but a luh white girl in the hood." He said making almost everybody laugh and point at me. Nothing I ain't used to by now, these motherfuckas been laughing at me ever since freshman year. "And you ain't nothing but a lul wanna be ass thug." I said with some sass and attitude. He ain't finna keep talking to me any kind of way, him or these motherfuckas around this bitch. I keep telling these people that my daddy black but they said what does that change...shit it changes a lot I ain't just white I'm black too.

seen the bullshit coming and fell for it .

"You've already tasted my blood," I said rolling my eyes at them. "Your not sucking me dry right now are you? You're in control." The twins gave a small smile. I grabbed Jeremiah's hair and turned his neck to me. I bit him and his unusually delicious bloodpooled into my mouth. He groaned and bit my above my breast, Aiden bit into the back of shoulder again. Jeremiah's hands played with the folds of my core, I felt Aiden shove two fingers into me roughly. I moaned aloud and release Jeremiah, but they continued to feed and pleasure me at the same time. He thrust his fingers into me over and over.He would slow down, then speed up. He repeated the process for a few minutes. They had fed on me for about ten minutes straight, they're not taking a lot of blood, I still feel relatively normal other than the fact that Aiden is inflicting this agonizing pleasure on me.I wanted him inside me, screw the fingers! they were only pissing me off, I don't want to be horny and pissed off. I looked back at Aiden and growled. "Are you going to fuck me or not?" He gave me a stunned look. I decided to push it a little further, I smiled at him and glanced at Jeremiah. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind sinking himself into my hot, sticky core." Jeremiah groaned."Oh please, oh please let me." He begged playfully grazing my nipples, the light tingly sensation had my body arching and my chest ended up pressed to his. I could feel his heart beat with mine. He grabbed my hair and kissed me, the moment our lips connected, Aiden shoved his full length into my awaiting mound. I had an orgasm right off-hand. He had only thrust into me one time but everything that let up to this moment had me on edge already.I flattened my body out on Jeremiah's, recovering from my sneaky explosion. Aiden continued to pump me, I dug my nails into Jeremiah's chest as I felt my orgasm build again.