Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

"I know it's hard right now, I know it is, but I'm who your spending the rest of your life with. There's no need to cry, okay. I'll be here to protect you and love you for as long as we live. And I promise you, I'm never letting go of you, ever." I whispered softly kissing her lips. S E Q U E L T O O U R S.

WARNING MATURE CONTENT: MENTION OF GRAPHIC CONTENT ABUSE, MURDER, THE USE OF DRUGS WITH MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SCENES. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED 18+ This book is currently being edited for any errors!! "We shouldn't even be doing this." I barely manages to breathe out as he lifted me to sit on my desk. He grabbed me by the throat causing me to lightly moan on instinct "And why not mhm?" He asked looking me right in my eyes. "Because I'm your fucking therapist it's not right." I said lightly trying to pull away but he tightened his hands on my throat enough to keep me in place he leaned in close enough that his lips were grazing against mine yet he didn't let them touch. "You think I'm going to let you go after getting a taste of you mhm? Oh baby I'm no where near done with you." He growled before completely dominating my mouth with his, feeling his lips touch mine I quickly gave in and started kissing back with just as much hunger. Little did I know the shit this chain of events will cost me. My career, my family, my life. Will it all be worth it for a man that kills with no remorse? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Working as a therapist for the mentally unstable was never going to be a easy job but Daisy Romana didn't expect the distraction that gets brought into North Port Regional Clinic. She knew he was going to be trouble when she looked at him from the tattoos that littered his skin to the beard and clean cut hair. She could tell He wasn't like the rest but little did she knew just how different he was. She was supposed to stay invisible and live her life in peace but as soon as she meets Lorenzo Rossi her past and present come to fuck everything up. DISCLAIMER- The photos in this book no not belong to me. I got them from google and Pinterest!!

Hands, touch. That's all I felt. Everywhere. A burning sensation was all I could focus on, it was overwhelming. But I didn't want it to stop. I don't think I could stop it if I wanted to. However, I do hate how I pushed him away for so long. It was hard to believe anyone could love me the way I had wanted to be desired all my life. But here was Koa and all his glory. ___________________________________________ Read to find out more about Koa and Valentino's love story. Two alphas, Two dominant personalities, two stubborn hardheaded men and they find out they are mates. Will they give in? Or let go? One Lycan, one werewolf, together forever. Alpha Series Book #1 #1 in Alphamates 08/31/2023 #502 in Love 08/10/2023

Pressing a soft kiss to my lips he smiled against them and I softly giggled. "Precious little thing." He hummed with a smile. • "I'm sorry, London. Please find a way to forgive us." He whispered grazing his lips against my lips. • U N D E R M A J O R E D I T I N G. C O M P L E T E D.

Belle has not had the best life. Most of it she spent taking care of her sick father while her mother ran off to sleep with other men. So you can imagine her frustration when, only a few months after the death of her father, her mother forces her to come spend the holidays with her and her new family. But what happens when she meets a certain alpha on the plane who claims that she belongs to him? ---- "Mine. Mate," he said, his deep, husky voice ringing in my ears. His hands tightened around me as his forehead came down to meet mine and he breathed in deeply. I let my eyes close as I basked in the feeling of his arms around me and the delicious sparks that were running through my body. I didn't even know that it was possible to feel this good. I felt his head move from mine as he nuzzled his nose into my neck. I tilted my head to give him better access and he let out an approving grunt. And then I felt him place a gentle kiss right where my neck and shoulder met. My knees went weak, my entire body going numb as a breathy sound came from my mouth. He smiled against my neck, chuckling and taking all of my weight into his arms as I leaned completely into him to stop myself from falling. "Hello, mate," he whispered in my ear. ------ This book is also known as Kidnapped By My Mate.

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"

My chest exploded with excitement, his words making me clench my thighs together. Mattheo shoved his knee between my legs making me gasp, his touch finally returned to my body. "Don't do that." I squeezed my thighs around his thigh, making him groan. "Fuck Aurora." Mattheo rasped. I rolled my hips against him, a strangled moan escaping my lips. "You're pretty fucking pathetic." Mattheo spat releasing my neck, his hand moved down my chest, filling my stomach with anticipation. "You're really that needy?" Mattheo asked. His fingers brushed over my clit making me squeeze my eyes shut, holding back a moan. CONTAINS DRUGS/ SEXUAL CONTENT/VIOLENCE/TOXIC RELATIONSHIP Highest rankings #1 in Blaise zabini #4 in Mattheo Riddle #1 in Riddle #2 in kink #1 in book #9 in knifeplay #1 in hookup #2 in wizard #2 in wizarding world #1 in Ron Weasley

𝑫𝑹𝑶𝑾𝑵𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫, Book 1 in 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 a dark enemies-to-lovers gang/mafia romance by 𝐊. 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊. 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐋𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐔𝐒 One of the most feared and deadly syndicates in all of Italy. Whispers of their names alone sent shivers down the spines of even the boldest criminals. But among them all, none cast a longer shadow than 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐀-the leader, the weapon, the son of the oldest Russo, and the most brutal soul in the underworld. He wasn't a monster carved from myth. He was worse-human. A man built like a god, carved by rage, and cursed with eyes like the original Gorgon. They didn't turn people to stone anymore... but they froze them just the same. An arms trafficker. A tactician. A tyrant. Medusa wasn't born from the Echoes of Olympus-he forged them with blood and fire. But he wasn't the only myth walking in flesh. She had spent a year running from her past, a year choosing every day not to end it all with a blade across her veins. She could have vanished. But instead, she reached out with bloodstained hands-back into the shadows where it all began. Her name was spoken in the underground like a curse. 𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄-the black-haired goddess. Unpredictable. Unyielding. A tormentor of tormentors. And a woman with nothing left to lose. Now, both rulers of the dark are forced into a fragile alliance-two myths wrapped in flesh, carrying fire and fury in their veins. And they just happen to share the same enemy. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - Strong langue - Sexual content - Violence

His breed is the most affectionate, her breed the most despised and yet, he showed her love.