Michael was sent away to cleanse his soul, to rid himself of the desires that haunted him. But in the shadows of an ancient Italian estate, he meets Friz-a young priest with temptations of his own. As faith and flesh collide, their forbidden connection spirals into obsession... and damnation.

Wang Lei, a powerful and unbeatable Emperor of the Wang Dynasty. He is famous, and brave and people fear him. He is known to be a cold and strong warrior. At a young age, the responsibility of being a king of people fell on his shoulder. His whole life of planned by others, even his marriage. He got into an arranged marriage with Xin Ying. Most beautiful and pretty woman in the country, but why did he feel no love for her. They both were tied in a loveless marriage Huang Dewei, the lover of the King's wife. He was heartbroken when the love of his life was forced into marriage with the Emperor. He hated the King and he wanted her back so he decided to enter the palace to take his revenge. He knew he was playing with fire but what will happen when the new feeling will develop and the person he hated the most turned out to be the person he loved the most? What will be the end between them? Note: I do not own the picture on the cover. This is not a translation of any Chinese novel. It is my original work, coming from my own imagination.

With no pack or family, and now suddenly on his own, Felix, finds himself turning to the only one that would offer him protection, but at what cost? Kicked from his pack by breaking one of the rules, nineteen-year-old Felix knows he won't survive on his own as a lone wolf, and now that no pack wants to take him in, Felix has nowhere else to turn to other than the most feared man of his species, the devil King, Keial. 18+

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑹𝑶𝑲𝑬𝑵 𝑽𝑶𝑾 𝑫𝑼𝑬𝑻 - 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻 𝑶𝑵𝑬 ✔️ [ 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. ] ──── Juan Cruz is 21. Sharp-tongue. Reckless. Addicted to feeling 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. By night, he works in a trendy Chicago nightclub, lost in music, bodies, and fleeting highs. But beneath the surface, he's chasing more than pleasure. He craves control. Pain. The kind only a strong, dominant man can give him. Still, no matter how far he runs . . . his past follows. ──── Carlos Álvarez Triunfador. 29. Feared. Untouchable. They call him 𝘌𝘭 𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳. The man who always wins. A Spanish gang leader with a presence that silences rooms and commands loyalty without question. Tall. Powerful. Dangerous. Everything Juan wants. Everything he should avoid. ──── When their worlds collide, desire sparks instantly, raw, magnetic, impossible to ignore. But this isn't just attraction. It's a pull that could either heal Juan's scars . . . or rip them open all over again. ──── Because Carlos doesn't see Juan as just another distraction. From the moment their eyes meet, Juan becomes something more. Something 𝘩𝘪𝘴. And in Carlos' world, once you belong to him, there's no escape. ──── Love and danger blur. Trust becomes a risk. And obsession might be the only thing keeping them alive. Trigger warnings ahead. 18+

2nd BOOK TO THE KINGS PUPPY "You know I'm not much a family man, but I'm not fond of someone hurting the people I claim as family" Noah is 20 now, it's been a year since he was saved and life's good, he has a dog, he's living by him self, now and he's gotten so much better. He's still friends with Chris and he's getting over everything. But there are some people who aren't very happy with the way things ended, and they want someone to take it out on. Cover done by @thatkinkyone

;triggers warning; 🛑this book involves abuse, kidnapping, psychological conditioning, and hints at rape maybe more🛑 "you're nothing more than a dog that is here only to entertain me and if you think that you could be anything higher than that you're wrong," He said chuckling deeply making my lump in my throat grow bigger. I just wanna go home, I don't wanna be here anymore someone please hear my prayers or kill me Nothing taught Noah what to do once he got himself into the position that he did. There are only three choices, escape, survive or die.

「 "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞"」 ── My feet slammed into the grass, lungs on fire. Blood slicked my hands. I didn't look back. I knew he was there. ❝ Run, baby, run. Run for your fucking life,❞ he growled. ❝ When I catch you, I'll fuck you.❞ ── 𝓐𝓮𝓻𝓲 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓮: I'm mute. I haven't spoken since the night my world drowned in blood and screams. The night I became a ghost in my own life. My stepbrother made sure I never forgot what I'd done. His fists, his venom, his cruel hands. They were my punishment. Everyone else sees a broken orphan. They look away. Pity me. They're easy to fool with silence and sad eyes. But not him. Aaron Deveraux. Leader of The Reapers. He saw through me from the first rose left on my bakery doorstep. Then came the shadows, lingering too long and the suffocating certainty that he was always near. I try to run. But he likes it when I run. ── 𝓐𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓷 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓾𝔁: I was made in blood and scripture. A Reaper dressed in priest's black, sent to smash skulls and drag filthy souls back to God by the throat. Violence is the only good I've ever answered to. I'm not supposed to want him. This quiet little ghost with flour on his hands and forest green eyes that speaks the words his lips refuse. I'm not supposed to burn for the one thing my faith condemns. But the moment I saw him, something inside me cracked. Now I'm obsessed and fucking addicted. He bakes bread to feed the living. I break bones to save their souls. We were never meant to touch. But God put this hunger in me for a reason. And I was never a man who denied his calling. Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned ──

Getting pregnant by one of the cruelest, horniest, and most powerful ancient immortals was the worst thing that ever happened to Deimos. In an attempt to move on with this life, his mate, Death himself, kills any man he lays his eyes on-he's not allowed to be happy unless it's with him. "My life would be simpler if you didn't kill every poor soul that took me out on a date," Deimos muttered, applying lotion to his hands. "This is tiresome. Blame no one but yourself. If you think I'm going to sit by and let someone else fuck my mate then you're mistaken," Death coldly asserted. "Especially when I could be between those thighs right now."

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