Arabella Pines is the sweetest person anybody will ever meet. She is selfless and is all ways thinking about others. She is not only rich in kindness, but in beauty. And just like other she-wolves in her pack, Arabella cannot wait to meet her mate. She has wished upon every star, and has prayed to the Moon Goddess to grant her only wish. What she doesn't know is that her wish would come true, and it will be a brutal sight. Xander Black, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. He feeds off fear, loves to kill, and is a cold hearted beast. He has never wished for a mate, for him they are a sign of weakness. He has stopped loving a long time ago. Xander plans to take over his neighboring pack that night, the Snow Moon Pack. But what he doesn't know is that a special someone is waiting their for him. ---------------------------------------------------------- "Please," I beg, "Just please let me go." A thunderous growl ripples in his throat. He ignores me and drags me deeper into the woods the opposite to his campsite. A faze of confusion passes over me as he drags me the other way. I know there is no use struggling but I continue to do it anyways. His muscular hand still holds a tight grip on me, as if I effect him in no way whatsoever. Suddenly he stops walking and I am harshly shoved against a tree. Pain shoots up my spine and a whimper escapes my lips. Tears roll down my face, and I realize that their is no use in begging. There is no escape. The monster holding me up harshly against the tree is not just any man, this monster is my mate.

Copyrighted 2020 **Book 1 in the Darkness Series!** **Completed!** *Under construction* There was a creature locked away miles beneath the stone streets of Deshua, Oregon. A monster with the body of a man, jet black eyes of a soulless demon, and even darker feather wings cascading from its back. Those foolish enough to believe its unnatural, ethereal beauty would call it a fallen angel. The immortals who inhabited the town knew better. They knew to call it daemonium-demon. Forced asleep by a council who believed in the greater good, many revered the monster. Yet the town's eternal population was torn in two. Half awaited the day for the foretold cursed soul to come and resurrect their lord and the other half feared it just as much. And guess who got to be that lucky bitch. *No love triangle* -&- **WARNING** This book WILL have mature, adult content! Please be aware of this before reading. If you are under the age of 17, DO NOT READ. If you can not handle mature scenes DO NOT READ. You have been warned.

A DARK ROMANCE He is a manipulator. He is going to hurt me and I can't do a damn thing to stop him. "My brother and father are extremely fond of you.Especially my darling brother" he says with a menacing smile. "Your father is manipulating you but you are too blind to see it" I wanted to say this but I stay quiet. Oh god he knew I could feel his anger... taste it even. "I--umm" I stutter unable to answer the beast beside me. "It makes me dislike you even more" he says while giving me such a terrifying look which is enough to scare the shit out of me. _-----_-----_-----_ Story of a girl born and raised in the mafia world. Her life so far has been miserable. But it gets worse when she is married to the Capo of the Italian mafia. Chances of her surviving this marriage are next to none but she has to survive for her sister. Will she survive ? Or fall in this trap and never come out? Join her on this journey filled with action and suspense. And maybe some kisses. Please give this book a chance. If you like my story kindly support me on my ko-fi account it helps boost my moral. Thank you.

FATEFUL ITALIAN PASSION (Book 2) (Veneziani Family Series) WARNING: This story includes very angsty relationships, psychological and explicit content. For 18+ readers only. A suspense-filled, dark romance set within the beautifully eternal backdrop of Rome, Italy is where two broken souls, Milano and Veronica, find one another. A journey of love and darkness entwined as they attempt to fill the void in their hearts. Milano and Veronica were able to solve their differences and live together in Milano's house. Like magnets, they can never be apart. An attraction so strong and deeply rooted, no amount of bickering or quarrels can tear them apart, nor their desire to be with one another. However, family interference and the nature of Milano's job begins to weigh heavily on their relationship and Milano slowly veers away from Veronica. And there are new players in town that add more tension: Milano's former mistress, Bianca Lesti, and his office secretary, Susan Davis. These women are battle-ready for Milano's heart. Will Veronica lose this time? Will she be able to sustain the tempo of her growing love for her man? Will she finally win the coldhearted and invincible Milano? All these things will be revealed in the continuation of the series VENEZIANI FAMILY (FATEFUL ITALIAN PASSION). Meet the bad boy Milano and the strong and innocent Veronica. These two will immerse you in a world of shattered souls, broken hearts and the fiery emotions and ramifications of the realities of living with bipolar disorder. This is a dark billionaire romance story that will bring you to new emotional and sensual heights! Italian romance novels are always the best to ignite the human body! Dive into Milano and Veronica's colorful, fateful, and unforgettable obsession with each other. If you enjoy dark romance stories, this book series awaits you.

"Ava look at me," This time the way he says it isn't threatening or filled with malice. He wants to tell me something so I turn my head to face him. "You deserve the world, Mrs. Hunt. You know I can give you that and so much more," My heart skips a beat when he reveals shining, white teeth. His words, along with his smoldering eyes give me chills. "You know that, right?" His malachite eyes roam mine while my throat becomes dry. He's dissecting me while my thoughts race. What am I doing? Was this part of my plan? Can I really lead him on? I jump when I feel his electrifying touch on my chin. "And you also know that I'll always get what I want. That includes when I want it, and how I want it." He licks his lips emphasizing the word 'how'. I know Ian Hunt, and I know that tonight was a sacrifice for him. His motto is pain before pleasure, and my pain is his pleasure. But tonight was different. Something tells me that this will be the first and last time I'll receive enjoyment from it. I groan when he squeezes my chin painfully, forcing me to nod my head. "Glad you understand, now let's sleep." I lay down rigidly, too afraid to move. And just like he made me feel safe earlier, he's making me feel frightened now. His hands are tightly wrapped around me as we lay tangled in the sheets. As I lay in the arms of Danger. **End** Ranked #11 in Action as of 12/18/2014 ©Copyright All Rights Reserved Cover and story by Elegant_Imani Rated PG -13 for now but that could change ;)

I stand there with my back away from him. I couldn't look at him not after he hurt me. How was I supposed to believe anything that came out of his mouth? "Helena. I'- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." taking a step closer. The heat of his muscular body penetrated my cold skin. "Leave, just - leave me alone. I can't take it anymore. You broke me. Don't you get that?" whispering the last part. "I did. Please..." "Don't, your words don't mean anything. You don't mean anything." I wanted him to hurt as badly as he hurt me. "That's not true. I know you don't mean that. You want me as much as I want you." his breath lingering in my ear. "Don't flatter yourself. I hate you. I.Don't.Want.You." hissing as I turned around to face him. He pursed his lips and I knew my words cut deep. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. Kane made sure that part of me was gone. Silence filled the room. It was suffocating me just like he was and right when I was going to turn around he grabbed me slamming me to his hard chest. "Too bad, cause I want you." smashing his lips on mine he kissed me hungrily as if his life depended on it. I tried pushing him away but I couldn't or simply I just didn't want to. Did I want him after what he's done? Lifting me up he walked us to the bed laying me down slowly. Pulling away he took his shirt off then kissed me again. "I want you. There's no one else I want more than you. Let me be your first and last." I didn't know what I was thinking or if I was at that moment, but I wanted him. I couldn't deny it. "Take me. I want you to make love to me." letting the words come out making him smile. Without another word he kissed me softly. "I've been waiting for you to say that to me for a while. I will make love to you until the sun comes up baby." then took my shirt off with everything else. His body pressed against mine. "I love you Helena and I always will." as he entered me taking my virginity just like he always planned to. #47- 11/23/16 #65- 11/24

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

#16(Romance)on (4/7/2016) He was not supposed to fall in love. He was not supposed to get distracted from his goal. He believed he was only meant for bloodshed. He was supposed to avenge death and the torture and hate he went through. but....... she happened. She happened, and he couldn't stop her from bringing a storm in his life or was she even a storm? she was meant to be loved and cherished. She was not meant for blood shed. she was not supposed to see death let alone become a target. She was supposed to graduate and live a normal life and have family and get old . but he came along . He came along uninvited like a storm in her life and she could do nothing to stop him but to scumb to his game plan and get married to him. Heart breaks, mysteries are revealed , deaths happens , loved ones die ...... but among this all LOVE HAPPENS. This is the story of love. But, some love stories have blood on them ! STORY OF KUSHBU AND RAFTAR . A STORY OF LOVE TAINTED WITH BLOOD LOVE FOR MR.MAFIA ~MRS.MAFIA ************************ so , this is my first story guys... the starting chapters and relatively smaller than the later one. The starting is not as good but it keeps getting better. Lots of grammatical errors which will be edited later . THIS STORY DOESNOT DISCRIPT ANY RELIGION! its a story nd just enjoy it!

After promising not give up on one another, Lou has never stopped waiting for her older lover Zach, who is trapped by his mother's web of threats to Lou. Her life has changed a lot since the last time she saw him, but she has still kept herself off the market. The question is, after all these years...has he?