"What's that?" Isla asked, already knowing it was a dirty word. "An orgasm, is something that happens when someone makes you feel really good, little dove." -- "Ahh- wait! M-Maxim...!" She felt a sting to her bottom as soon as she made a mistake, laying her head down on his shoulder as she straddled his thigh and stopped grinding her hips. "No, no, little one. You either call me 'Daddy' or 'Sir' when we are like this." Maxim said huskily in her ear, gripping her hips and forcefully grinding them. -- After witnessing a murder at the hands of Don Maxim Petrov, Isla Winter's world gets spun in a whole new direction. Her previous traumatic life gets unexpectedly brought back up as she experiences love, a new country, and a new way of living. (A BIT FAST PACED, sorry!) MATURE SCENES ⚠️ TRIGGERS IN THE BOOK ⚠️ -violence (it's a mafia book) -swearing -death -self negativity -trauma from past domestic abuse -sexuality DO NOT PUT SPOILERS IN PARTS OF THE BOOK FOR OTHER PEOPLE

"Oh Mia," Alpha Matthew's low, slow voice practically purred. "I'm going to take so much pleasure in ruining you." **** The Wolves of Imperium Book #1 18+ for certain scenes ;) I'll warn you beforehand for those who want to skip it #1 in Wolf 2/21/2023 #21 in Werewolf 03/10/2023 #63 in Romance 12/29/2022 **** From a young age, Mia's pack teaches men how to fight and women how to lead. Her pack is usually referred to as Sparta. Despite the harsh circumstances and training she's been raised in, she's always had a soft spot for romance. Her biggest wish to meet her mate. She's overcome with joy and fear when she realizes her mate is the Alpha of her pack--Bren. What she doesn't expect is for her mate to reject her. Feeling heartbroken, Mia runs to the only pack she knows she'll be accepted. Alpha Matthew was rejected by his own mate. He's known for being kind to his pack but is quite the recluse. But what happens when two rejects get together? Will they be able to find love in one another, or will their prospective mates tear them away? What happens when Sparta and Athens goes to war? Will the Alpha King have to get involved in this love triangle? --- Authors note: I wanted to add a little twist to werewolf stories. So not all the characteristics of werewolves is going to be "traditional." Expect to be entering a modified set of guidelines. But I hope you enjoy it anyways! 18+ for certain scenes ;)

Anam Cara (Gaelic) (n) a person with whom you can share your deepest thoughts, feelings, and dreams with your soul friend. After nine centuries, Benedict Arthur Cullen has found his darling, his one and only, his beloved, his mate. Amélie Rose Archambeau. Their relationship had blossomed and bloomed and it only grew stronger after the horrible accident with the nomads. Yet it seems to have all calmed down as of now. They were happy and safe. Little do they know that the universe had something planned, something that would prove their love for one another. When everyone else leaves...will they leave each other? Will they leave their Anam Cara. 🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹 "You don't cross my mind-" "-you live in it." 🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹 (OC × OC) (Book 2)

Lacuna (n) a blank space, a missing part. For 9 centuries, he has been looking for his love, his darling, his one and only, his mate. Everyone around him seemed to have found their beloved except for him. It pained him to no end, to see the people he calls family ignore his feelings and pain when he looks at them as they are cuddle together with their mate, that was all he wanted...a chance at love. Little did he know that the universe heard his pleas and decided to gift him with his Lacuna, his missing part. 🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹 "To live without you any longer would be torture-" "-a day alone, only that would be death" 🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹🌑🌹 (OC × OC)

Mother, let me tell you a secret Your flowers always died in my hands And I hated being the goddess of spring Something you could never understand And I know how you see me Your broken, corrupted child of light But mother, I wanted pomegranates and death I craved the cruel shadows of the night Mother, the god of the dead loves me He bows before me on his knees He offers me a crown of thorns And calls me his queen And maybe you did love me, mother But he loves me, darkness and all He knew that I was meant for more Than being your silly, fragile doll ---------- "Aren't you afraid of my darkness, cara mia?" Hades asked with mischief in his eyes. "No, mon cher." Persephone replied, "You haven't seen mine yet." OC x OC!Addams Wednesday @madebyrach , 2023