⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"

✧☾✧ CONTENT WARNING ✧☾✧ This story contains mature themes intended for adult readers, including: ✦ explicit language ✦ consensual adult intimacy ✦ BDSM‑coded interactions ✦ dominant/submissive relationship structures ✦ "Master & Mistress" title usage within a consensual context ✦ emotional intensity and psychological themes ✦₊˚.⋆｡°✩ Brook has survived a lot... but nothing prepares her for the night her step-mother and step-brothers drag her into a ritual meant to offer her soul to the King of the Underworld so that they stay alive. It should have killed her. He should have taken her. Instead it brought the darkness to light. And of course Hades sees it all. He knows that bringing her to his Underworld as a sacrifice would be a mistake (Hypnos would drag him to the Dream realm and keep him there for as long as he's capable). He also knows that bringing her to his Underworld to be his bride could be worse. Does he care? No. He has no intention of letting her stay in the mortal realm, therefore he has his shadows claim her. His equal. His chosen. His darkness.

Kael is a broken Alpha afraid to claim again. Elyra is a submissive omega who flinches at kindness. The bond burns between them. Neither can speak the truth of what they need-but fate demands they stay close... or suffer together.

Annabel Hastings never paid any attention to the topic of mates. So imagine her surprise when the cruel Alpha of the Dark Moons pack, Alpha Thaddeus, turns out to be her other half. The problem? He doesn't want a mate. Highest Rank: #1(2015)