081ch35in99we's Reading List
4 stories
Love & Loss by cannoness
cannoness
  • WpView
    Reads 20,992,999
  • WpVote
    Votes 967,730
  • WpPart
    Parts 97
ATTENTION: This is the SECOND book of my Vampire's Pet series and cannot be read as a stand alone book. ~~~ I thought that my life had ended the day I got purchased by a blood thirsty monster. I thought that the rest of my life was going to be nothing but constant fear and suffering. But I couldn't have been more wrong. What I found was something much different. Something that I didn't even know I was looking for let alone wanted. What I found was a new beginning. A new beginning with the one I cared most for. ~~~ Cover by: @aculeasis
His Duchess  [Completed] by shaerzam
shaerzam
  • WpView
    Reads 4,791,694
  • WpVote
    Votes 191,787
  • WpPart
    Parts 50
Highest rank on romance hot list: #5. She is called The Ice Queen, due to her stoic non-readable features and her standoffish attitude. Angelica Taverron builds protective walls around herself from people she doesn't know or trust. She's secretly afraid to be used for her looks for others to use to their advantage, may it be man or woman. Julien St. James is a tall, dark, and handsome, high profile business man with billions and is expanding his businesses into the western side of the states and also just moved across the street from the Taverron's. His penetrating silver eyes captivate her and take her breath away, and secretly she desires him. Julien secretly names her the Duchess for he saw a daring strength, a wealth of knowledge, charm, grace and inner beauty befitting the label. He's confident, an Alpha, a leader and she likes that. Her deep blue eyes are full of so many feminine secrets only one man will be lucky enough to unlock and Julien is determined that it be him. Will he be the heat that melts all the ice. . .? . . . Or will a threat, forces beyond their control, tear them apart? Follow the St.James family in these spin-off series: His Yasmina His Camelia His Hope
Bound: Toxic Bite (Book 1) by aprilstone90
aprilstone90
  • WpView
    Reads 10,890,768
  • WpVote
    Votes 346,120
  • WpPart
    Parts 83
"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.
Bound: Toxic Love (Book 2) by aprilstone90
aprilstone90
  • WpView
    Reads 791,902
  • WpVote
    Votes 32,836
  • WpPart
    Parts 59
"Shh... Just a little bit more," I told her, unable to separate my lips from hers. A smile appeared on her lips as she straightened taller on her tip toes. It had been days since I last had her in my arms. I wasn't letting go just like that. I had this girl; a woman that had me enchanted for all I knew.. Dark brown hair, and green eyes that seemed to be grabbing my soul whenever they looked back in mine. With this girl, the electricity I needed to jump start my heart never stopped. Because, this woman... She was always a mystery to me. No matter how much time I spent with her, she was something new. Something different. Pure, raw, untouched. Each of her words were precious, her laughter -- a remedy, and the feel of her body was what healed me. I saw wildness in her eyes, yet felt gentle passion under her fingers. A heart of flame, a soul that played like mine. I felt those sparks under her every touch, and held her closer each time, knowing that I may not feel it in days, knowing that every minute with this girl was legendary. Knowing that it might be taken away from me.. And just that one kiss was more addictive than any drug known to man. Dear Lord, I couldn't fight against the thoughts that were going through me. Her smell was flooding my senses now... Blurring my head, and tearing me apart with the simple fact that I was letting her go again. Not again.. Lana.. My sin. The girl that had me under her spell, and the one I was ready to die for. The daughter of the Morphers, and on the side of my darkest enemies. The love I vowed to keep safe and risk my life for.. Once again, walking away. And I... I was a fool in love. For them, just another creature of the night. I was the opposition. One of the leaders, yet unable to keep away from our very enemy. The gracious Lana. The fearless princess. The one I was supposed to kill, not cherish and adore. But it was the hunger that brought us together, and the feast that brings us back.