"You...? Cassius...?" I asked the ten-year-old kid who looked exactly like Cassius and he was crying. "Amelia, don't leave me. I beg you." He said as tears continued to flow and with that cute pleading face. *thump* M-my heart...my heart skipped a beat. I'm not a sadist but why is this crying cute face of his so adorable? It made me want to tease him more. To think that this person in front of me who's become a child, begging and crying is the rumored tyrant king, Cassius Pearson, and my mate. "Then Cassius, why not make a deal with me?" --------------------------------- Amelia has always been on the run. When she was little, her pack had been attacked by their enemies and burned down. She had managed to escape with the help of her mother. The reason why she's running away is because of a secret that needs to be hidden from everyone. A secret that could get her and the people she loves, killed. With the help of a family friend, she was sent to California where the rumored and feared beast currently resides, King Cassius. Cassius is a Lycan and a descendant of one of the three Lycans that was first made. He is the Alpha of one of the largest and most powerful pack in the world, the Crépuscule pack, and one of the Ten Kings. He was famous for killing his enemies ruthlessly without mercy, earning him the title 'The Tyrant King'. Everyone thinks that he is a beast, a monster in the stories their parents told their children. Little did they know, the King was hiding something. It can either be a weakness or a strength. What happens when the moon goddess pairs them up? A cold-blooded man who kills to satisfy the starving beast inside him, and a woman who leaves a path of destruction and ran away to survive. One thing they did, the two made a simple deal. But is it really that simple? Even that deal holds secrets. Secrets that can either be a blessing or a curse.

She was their heaven...but they only brought her hell.

Oh, my Beautiful Elven Prince! Remember to cling to hope when In the dark forest, all is abandoned and lost. Remember that you alone Are the brightest star in a many skies. Such is your beauty, you in all your ageless youth. Thalion is the youngest son of the Elven king. In the eyes of his people, he is kind, loving but also shy and reserved at times. At 120 years old they all treat him like a child, after all, what is 120 years to an Elf? His father has never allowed him to leave home, Auenland which is shielded from all creatures, before. Arash is the oldest son of the Wolves king. He is viewed as cruel, unforgiving, and just plain vicious. As the future King of the Wolves, he can't be anything other than that. Everyone in all the realms has heard about him and almost all of them are afraid of him. 25 years and mateless doesn't look good on a future king, but how is he supposed to find his mate who lives in a realm no one knows how to find it? There will be a lot going on so read to find out!! DISCLAIMER: This is my first book so please go easy on me. The Elves in this story are like the ones in the Lord of the rings and The Hobbit. This is a boyxboy so you have been warned. This will later contain mature contents so please keep that in mind but I will warn you before that.

"How dare you fucking disobey me," He grits his teeth clenching his fists while glaring at me. "Please let me go, I promise I won't say anything to anyone," I beg tears sliding down my cheeks slowly backing away from him. "Didn't I make myself clear already? You will never escape from here." My heart sinks down to my stomach. Anger quickly rising making me splutter two words I'd soon would regret. "FUCK YOU!," I scold. "What did you just say?," he grumbles his chocolate brown eyes three shades darker almost looking black. I gasp, as my back hits the wall watching him close in on me. I try to curve to the side, but he immediately closes me in by stretching both of his arms out. His hands firmly flat against the wall. "Repeat what you just said to me Madison," he evilly mutters his eyes locked with mine. "Leo please," I mumble. "You will learn to obey me," he venomously says his hot breathe hitting my flesh near my ear. Suddenly, his large hand grips my neck tightly chocking me. Both of my hands clutches onto his hand trying to free myself from his grip. "P-pl," I struggle to say while trying to breathe. I can feel the life in me slowly slipping away. My vision starting to blur in and out of focus. Leo suddenly lets go of my neck and I helplessly drop to the floor gasping for air like a fish gasps for water. I can feel tears sliding down my cheeks as I realize my life could have ended in the hands of this handsome murderer. "Recognize who you are speaking to. No one, I mean no one ever disrespects Leo Castillo, leader of The Red Eagles!", he firmly says his cold eyes glaring down at me. I stay silent completely mute. My body trembling from pure fear scared to say anything that might upset him again. Leo turns his heel walking out of the room locking it from the outside leaving me in shock of what just happened. "What the fuck did I get myself into?" A/N:DO NOT REPRODUCE/COPY ANY TEXT OR MY STORY IN ANYWAY. I WILL TAKE LEGAL ACTIONS IF NECESSARY!

Owning a small ranch has its perks. For ranch owner, Joleen or Jo, as she likes to be called, bought a nice cheap spread and five hundred heifers and a bull. The elderly man that sold her the ranch also sold her the ten horses on it. Six mares three geldings and one stallion. It's ran by herself, and her foreman along with his wife who takes care of phone calls and the stocks. It's been going smoothly for a year now. It's gotten to such an operation that she needs more help than just the foreman and his wife. They were looking for work. Since they were sixteen they've been together on their own going from town to town and any job that will take teenager twin boys. Now that they are way past that and looking for a more permanent position on a ranch, they might be in luck when ranch boss Jo hires them.

"I'll let you go tonight, Amore, despite your lies. I've decided to stay in town for a while longer so I am...positive that we'll be together again. Goodnight, Adrienne." Suddenly he let me go. I wobbled a bit before regaining balance and walked away from him. Right as I made it to the entrance, something possessed me to look back at him-one final time. He watched me go with a mischievous smirk. When we made eye contact, he shot me a wink before sitting at the bar. He was right. This won't be the last time I see the Devil reincarnated Christian. --------

**AN: Yes, I will finish this story. It's ongoing but written during increasingly limited free time. Thank you for your patience.** Smiling, I flipped open the Harry Winston box and gently pulled the jewellery from it's resting place. As I slid it up her finger, far slower than I needed to due to how much I was enjoying touching her, she finally turned her head to look at our joined hands. Looking at the ring on her finger, she withdrew her hand from mine and went to pull it off. My hands stayed hers and our eyes met. I could read all the hurt and pain she tried to hide in them and my chest tightened. I had done this to her. "It's on the wrong finger", she grit out. "No, it isn't" I replied gently. Her beautiful eyes looked down and away from me. Some invisible point outside the window drew her ire again. "I hate you", she spat. "No, you don't. Not really. I messed up. I know I did but I promise to make it up to you." "There's nothing you can do." "I will find a way." _______________________________________ Grace Andrews had done everything right. She had left boys alone, studied hard and was set to start at her dream company after graduation. When family tragedy steers the course of her life in another direction, she abandons her dreams and meets the intense and domineering Giovanni. Giovanni DeLorenzo built his business empire from the ground up after moving to the US from Sicily. He was demanding, he was a control-freak and he always got what he wanted...until he met Grace. Determined not to allow herself to become another notch on the Italian's bedpost, she is resistant to his charms and maintains a professional distance. Will this only greater fuel his desire to possess her? When his family learn of his new woman, will they too seek to drive the couple apart? After all, this woman couldn't know any of the secrets in Giovanni's dark past. **This is completely unedited.** Started 16 May 2018

Irina has always been on top of things, no matter how crazy her life is. In college, working two jobs, and then decides to have a baby in the mist of it all. In the process of this pregnancy, Irina finds out the donor is a werewolf, that her best friend was never truthful, and her life was a lie. She alters her life to understand the ways of a werewolf, and to protect her unborn child. As enemies came to kill her, to destroy what she is carrying, she escapes death by killing someone else. Within that night, something strange happens. She finds out, she's a werewolf along with much more.

Growing up, I was trained to be everything a woman should be. I had to be respectful, believe that a man was always right, have good posture, never speak back and the list goes on. In my eyes, it was how to be the perfect puppet. I was to be someone who allowed anyone to pull her strings. That I should be easy to control and manipulate. For the longest while I played by those rules. Listening and obeying to every lecture but every once in a while broke one or two. The price for breaking a rule was lashes with a belt and depending on which rule was broken determined the number of lashes. This caused my skin to be littered in bruises, but that didn't stop me. It was only because of my mother who laid on her deathbed was when I decided to be a proper lady. To perhaps follow in her footsteps. To maybe someday find true love and have a family of my own, but that all came crashing down and a wave of reality splashed me in the face. My father, deciding that I was of age to be wedded, had arranged a marriage for me. I had no say in the matter, of course. All I knew was that this man was the equivalent to the devil and that he was filfthy rich. I guess it's time for me to show him just how much of a proper woman that I am.

COMPLETED "Let me see your face." Savage, fierce, unforgiving, the world of the Far North is nothing like the land of Dunes where Bessa was birthed. From the first moment Bessa's feet touch the Far Northern land she has to fight tooth and claw for her rightful place within a pack that holds strict to the Old Ways. She will face competition for space within her mate's heart that he has already given to another. Bessa will face a hunger that she never thought she would ever have to hunger for...Love. Bessa holds her own secrets that will test her Moon's gifts to the limit. Bessa from across the sea will captivate your minds and your hearts as she faces challenge after challenge to rise to the top. There is a reason they will call her Luna.