He put more force in his grip on her cheeks and tilted her head up so she could look at him from her height. "Is that so, little rogue?" The King slowly closed the gap between their bodies until their clothes touched. His fingertips gently glided along the healing bite marks, leaving ghostly touches as they did. Chelsea squeezed her eyes shut in response to his touch, her head shifting toward the other side to give him more access naturally. "Who am I to you then, if not your King?" he enquired huskily, lowering his head between her neck and shoulder. Chelsea fought against every cell in her body to not moan at his voice and his words alone. Your King, his voice echoed in the back of her head. She shuddered helplessly in the end. Keeping her voice strong despite her reaction, she spat out her reply. "Nobody." |SYNOPSIS INSIDE| #1 in mates [30.10.2021] #2 in werewolf [02.12.2022] #2 in cruel [28.07.2023]

When Ayla Moore finds her fate sealed by a 600-year-old Canon that acknowledges a man's primal right to vengeance, and sanctions murder in the name of honor, she has no idea how much her life is about to be turned upside down. At twenty, Ayla becomes the unwitting currency in a transaction she never agrees to. Her life, exchanged to salvage the honor of a mobster, she's forced to atone for a crime she never committed, at the hands of man who knows no mercy. Roman Berisha claims her, demanding a life for a life, claiming Ayla's as the price that must be paid for his brother's death. Claiming the only life she's ever known, he reduces it to a mere token in an archaic system of justice. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of abduction, abuse, sexual activity, violence, and questionable consent.