Imagine this: Have you ever met someone who keeps staring at you? You always wondered what his problem is, only to find out that he has so much admiration for you. So he looks at you with his hypnotized eyes and he can't help himself because he is compelled to do so. Your beauty changed him. Your beauty from within. This hasn't happened yet.#romancesucks #mylovelifesucks Hi, I'm Lydia. I am out of high school and on my way to college. I thought I would just go about my life and be a normal girl but little did I know that my history was going to catch up with me. Maybe I just suck at seeing the obvious...

Erik's mate, Katharina, died eighty years ago. Werewolf mates are for life; there are no break-ups or second chances. On the night of the Blood Moon, an event that takes place once every hundred years, the Moon Goddess descends to earth and decides to grant Erik a wish, a once-in-a-lifetime exception to the rule. But gods are generally wicked, and the wish comes with complicated consequences, like a rose with many thorns. The new mate would be one human, ignorant to all their rules and costumes, even to their existence. She will embody the hope of all mateless wolves to not spend their life alone and will attract any werewolf almost hypnotically and pathologically until she is finally claimed by somebody on the night of the Blue Moon. Erik is haunted by guilt and pledges to protect her till the Blue Moon is over, even against himself and against her own will... * Part of the idea of this story was contained in a contest here on Wattpad (Golden Writer contest). Unfortunately it got canceled and the girl (Tricia DS) deleted her profile, but the story stuck into my mind for a while so I decided to write it down in the end. What I kept of the original idea plot: 1.The fact that the original mate died and that second chances are given once a decade. 2.The new mate can be only human. 3. Multiple werewolves will feel attracted to her. 4. He will kidnap her at some point in the story. Hereby I am giving credit for the idea. All the rest belongs to me, should not be copied and bla, bla, it is a work of fiction and should be viewed as such. As I know myself it will contain violence and mature stuff so be aware. Artwork from the images is mine unless stated otherwise. The story is a slow burn so the romance will develop slowly, to set correct expectations. If you get to the second book that one is more smutty :D.

Jeremy Volkov × Landon King "Dont even think about it volkov" "oh moy psikh when im near you i cant think" Two enemies searching for revenge, but when one gets taken what does the other do..? LEGACY OF GODS FANFICTION

Landon: "You're a mistake I won't make twice." Jeremy: "Maybe. But we both know, I'm the sin you'll never stop craving, Моя Отрава." Landon King knew better than to love Jeremy Volkov. A devil with ice in his veins, Jeremy lured him in, only to shatter him. Now, Landon's heart is gone, crushed in Jeremy's grasp. But broken things don't stay broken forever- And this time, the devil may bleed. This is a saga of love turned ruin, vengeance born from heartbreak, and two souls caught in a dark, dangerous dance.

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 #𝟐 "HIS TOUCH WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TOXIC,YET IT IGNITED A LONGING I COULDN'T RESIST." I'm the storm that rages, untamed and wild, Jeremy Volkov, the steel that binds me, my greatest rival. He thinks I'm his to claim, but he's mistaken, I'm a flame that burns with intensity. I crave him, this ruthless, cold-blooded man, The way he makes me burn, like wildfire in the sand. But our love is forbidden, impossible to resist, A game of power and seduction, where I'll never submit. He's my enemy, my foe, But I'll never let go.

From the moment Lady Prideful crosses paths with Mr Arrogant, sparks don't fly, they detonate. To each other, they are utterly insufferable, waging a war of verbal blows, vicious hexes, and petty sabotage, where surrender would mean total humiliation. But hatred is supposed to feel cold, not dangerously hot. It isn't meant to burn beneath the skin like a fever that won't break, or leave hearts racing long after the argument ends. So when all is said and done and there's nothing left to fight but their feelings, what then? Well, Adria Harlow has always had a taste for fire, and she knows exactly how to fan Draco Malfoy's temper, igniting an Inferno. Word Count: 455k

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

'If you're done staring then please sit down' - Christian Valentino © sugarfairy1976 Best rankings! #1 sarcastic #1 sm #1 cute romance #1 Chloe #2 boss #4 millionaire #5 Christian #5 possessive #6 billionaire #8 humour #22 romance Under construction

She is the Princess, and he's her guard. A lust that's forbidden. - Princess Celeste Lawerence is a snotty, rebellious, and vain temptress. At least, that's what the kingdom of Alvera says she is. Landing every one of her personal guards in exile or worse after they made advances for her. With her seductive gowns and devastating beauty, Celeste's reputation proceeds her. Every guard in Alvera knows she is a death sentence. Even the guard they say will be immune to her. Gray Anderson devoted his life to protecting the people of Alvera. However, he despises the royal family. Gray's loyalty is to the heart of the people, not the crown. His bloodthirsty skills and ruthless nature earned him the second-highest rank of Lieutenant General. He barely ever set foot in the castle where the royals resided; instead, he led battalions and stayed on the front lines with his troops. And that's where he wants to stay. But when he's called in before the king and queen, Gray is given a new purpose-Princess Celeste's new private guard. She's determined to get rid of him like the others, and he's ready to tame the unpredictable Princess. However, lust burns hot, and it threatens to burn both of them.