He is the King of the small but rich exotic country of Perland. She is just a sweet innocent maid trying to pave her way through life. He was expected to find a Queen, one born of royalty, money and power. Never a firm believer in love, Stefan had no problem with the conditions. All he required was that it was done in his own time and that it be with someone intelligent and one who he can respect. What really mattered to him was being a good leader for his people. Suddenly, everything he knew, everything he was sure of fell out the window and simply floated away. The cause? Her. Maira was blown away by the King's attention but she tried to refuse his advances. Repeatedly. Like really, he was the darn King, what would he want with plain ole' her? She was just a maid- a proud one at that-with no qualification to engage in such a relationship. With his charm, his beauty and the MAN he was, she let him sweep her off her feet and she gave into the oh so sweet temptation. Sin had never tasted so good... Well she had said she tried. Repeatedly. Their love is strong, bound together by truth, faith, and commitment. It's a love greater and more precious than time. However, their union is frowned upon- almost forbidden- and there are those who wish to see such union destroyed... by any means necessary. What happens when tragedy strikes? Will the King have his Queen? All rights reserved.

(COMPLETED) The second novel of the Underworld Series! Can be read separately. For a mature audience! ______ "I'm doing this because you're mine. Not in a way of buying you, but because your heart belongs to me! I'm doing this to make sure you are safe. Not to own you like a slave. But to own you as mine. My own heart and love," he whispered, looking down at me with large eyes. I sobbed into my hands, my knees coming up to my chest as I laid there. I had no desire to move, no hope of running. I had lost... officially I had lost. All of my freedom was now gone. "My King... I've only witness to one other instance where an Eenack had cried like this." I heard the man with the scar speak. "Eenack Warriors are taught from a young age to not show pain, emotion, or give away their feelings. Especially female." "What does this signify then?" Kratos asked as he lifted me up. I no longer fought, the cuffs held me in place from the foreign weight. He held me close to him, his lips kissing the top of my head. I felt none of it, for all I felt was my pain and agony. I cried, my body shaking as the next words were spoken. None could be more true. "You've broken her, Sire. You've broken her spirit. And that, my Lord, is the fatal move of a blade into their heart." he whispered. ____ After being taken away from her family and home in the water lands of the far off floating lands, Vixas was sold to the pleasure house. With things finally turning her way after years of fighting and pleasuring strangers, she soon finds herself in a position that she cannot control. She was to be sold to King Kratos, king of the glass sea and all it's inhabitance.

She always thought she'd be safe. Safe from the O'Hallow's Eve Sacrifice. She was barely 16, two years under the age limit. So she had nothing to worry about, right? She was just scared for no reason....or so she thought. -------------------------- She thrashed as his furry hands latched onto her wrists and lifted her into the air. She kicked and thrashed, the muscles in her wrists tearing and her bones bruising. She didn't care though. She had to get away. To flee this... this....Berserker. ------Full story on Dreame.com------

** First Draft - Unedited ** Plot Flaws - Unstructured ** Life was simple for Ashia, a teenage witch who worked from the elements to gain her power. Sharing a close bond with her sister Willa had her closed off from the affections of others, however when a tall imposing blonde haired vampire enters her world and turns it upside down, Ashia finds herself faced with the task adjusting to an entirely new way of living. Copyright © 2014 by Bethany Shay Porteous www.bethanyshayporteous.com https://www.facebook.com/Bethany-Shay-Porteous-283457555158191/?ref=hl

Highest Ranking #5 in vampire!! You don't need to read the first two stories to read this book! A human cursed with immortality, Nicholas Storm courts a death that will never come. A skilled mercenary Nicholas is hired to save a creature he despises, a Forsaken vampire. Alexandria Lockhart is a vampire seeking redemption, suffering at the hands of a demented demon. Imagine her surprise when a cursed human saves her from the darkness. Nicholas wants death. Alexandria wants forever. Despite his suffering the mercenary is tempted to give the seductive vampire just that. ***** NOTE: This takes place after The Hunter's Queen, but you don't need to read the first two stories to read this book. I've written this in a way that anyone can follow along.

Since being liberated from the Romans, the hatred has shifted towards the Highlanders of the North. Her father swore that not one of his children would marry a highlander nor bore his children. For fifteen years, Joanna had heard this. Being the oldest of four daughters, she was constantly reminded. But it comes as a shock when her father announces her betrothed. It is not Prince Andrew of the East, a proper Englishman, but Sir Kincaid a savage chieftain of the Highlands. Joanna is taken away from her comfortable life inside stone walls to a small tribe nestled in the rolling hills. Not only does Joanna have to adjust to a new lifestyle, but a savage husband ten years older than herself. Joanna wants only to go home while Kincaid wants something more. The two think they will hate each other forever. That is until an unfortunate injury. Joanna can finally see through his arrogance and Kincaid can see through her anger. Can they understand one another and become something more? ~Everything in this book may not be historically accurate~

"At first I hadn't been able to put my finger on what frightened me about him. He towered over me, which was frightening enough, but it was something more. Something about how the air charged around him. Django looked at me then with eyes like an animal, peering from a forest at night." Two years ago, Bonnie Lee Harper and her family were sent into witness protection after her abusive father murdered their next door neighbor. Moved far from their Beverly Hills home, Bonnie and her family have relocated to wintry Wildgate, Utah. Life seems to be going smoothly, until things are thrown into ultimate chaos when she meets the man who seems to be at the heart of the town's flurrying whispers. A man who ignites a deep, frightening passion within her. A man who wants her to give him something she possibly couldn't. Her soul, and even worse? Her heart.

She starred up at him with fear in her eyes. He could do whatever he wanted to her and she couldn't stop him for her hands were tied to the head board and her feet were bound by the chains at the foot of the bed, seperated giving him a view of her delicious pussy. "Oh I'm going to ravish you angel." She shook her head and with teary eyes said "Please, please don't." He growled and maneuvered in between her legs and latched onto her pussy. Luv was sent to hell with five other angels to save an angel that was taken captive by the high demon lord Unforgiveness. Little did they know that Unforgiveness knew of their little rescue plan and created a trap. Luckily six angels escaped. Luv was not among the group to leave. Now stuck in hell with a demon who knows more about her than she does herself, Luv must figure out a way to escape hell before she loses an inner battle against temptation. #Book one of Demon Blood series# ---Full story on Dreame.com---

He had known that messing up this last assignment would have massive consequences. Never in his life did he; Lincoln Monroe age thirty-one, thought that he would be sitting here, face to face with the mysterious King of sin. Lord and master of the Pleasure district. He had gotten word that his and his partner's covers were blown and his partner was killed. Since his wife divorced him when it was clear that they couldn't have children because he was impotent, his partner signed him up as his next of kin. His partner never had any kind of contact with his parents or any other family members. Now he sits here in this plush office listening to the most erotic voice he ever heard, telling him that his partner had a five million dollar debt with the King of sin. How in God's name is he, the now forced to retire cop going to pay it off? There is no way his meager savings or last few paychecks can pay it off.

Three nights; three dreams. Three devilish men, three dark fantasies… Lorna wakes up with only a scrap of white cloth to cover herself. She has no idea where she is or how she got here, only knows she is in a vast manor that she can’t identify. She walks the halls, barely dressed, calling out for anyone, but she seems to be alone. But only seems to be. Lorna finds herself in the clutches of three wickedly handsome incubi, who are overcome with desire for her. In order to discover their secrets, Lorna will have to spend the night with each of them – despite how they frighten her. Three nights; three dreams. She will have to play their games, and pray that she comes out of them with her sanity. As she delves further into their desires – and those of her own subconscious – she may discover that her need to escape may not be as important as getting her fill. Warning: These are sample chapters from an ADULT story. 18+ please.