Queen of his Heart. ~A novella by Nasreen Akther. ___________________________________________________ Description.... He is the King. The leader and present head of every sector of earth whom everybody had to obey, be it werewolves or humans. In the time of chaos, he brought light to the war crazed and protected the earth inhabitants from massacre. Everyone thought of him then as a Savior. The Light. But he turned to be the king of manipulation and darkness. He fed on evil to bring down destruction. Nobody on the whole of the all realms can be as Bloodthirsty and Cruel than him. People's life meant nothing to his Psycho manipulative mind. Until she came. A naive beauty who didn't understand bloodlust. So his crazy blood killings turned into magic to amuse her. To keep her enchanted in the magic woven little world he made for her. She meant everything to him. The very core of his shrouded existence was her. Fate forbid, if he lost her, which he won't ever let happen, the whole world will be crying in the face of his chaos and destruction. Cause he cared for none. Only her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You were warned you fools, The Prophecy of my imergence was revealed by your ancestors. But you all chose to neglect and forget it. So I came back to take my throne.... BUT don't ever and ever forget, That now I have a Queen. And the moment she fidgets in discomfort because of you measly mortals, your whole existence will be veiled with the melting lava of cruel darkness. ~ King Azazel, the strongest ruler in history of Earth. The story is a product wholly based on the imagination of the author. It has no intent to insult or oppose any religion or belief. This is a fictional story made for the sole purpose of reading.

"you shouldn't forgive the devil so easily"

The daughter of a powerful King, Freya was promised to Ewen the Cold. The union was meant to cement an alliance between the two most powerful men in the land. A pawn in a world of violence and lust, Freya is meant to be a dutiful and obedient wife. But what if she isn't?

Max was perfectly human. Loyal to family. Strong and passionate. Curiosity equal to her shyness. Percy was anything but human. An over bearing Supreme Alpha who's only anchor is a human girl. He keeps secrets well, almost as well as he keeps the pack bowing at his feet. How do you pair two completely different people together? The goddess above matches them as the other's half...as mates. ***************** "This is an incredible book and you're an incredible writer..." --- Anonymous Reader "It's so amazing how talented you are! Thank you for putting your energy into creating us these master pieces." --- Anonymous Reader "Omg omg omg!!!! I can't wait to read the next book!!! This one was unbelievably outstanding!!!!! I especially loved the ending..." --- Anonymous Reader

Book 1 of The Hellhounds MC Harper Smith didn't really have what most would call a normal family. Her father was an abusive alcoholic and her step in family was The Hellhound MC, a biker club in Nevada. They were the ones who protected her, fed her, clothed her, and that's how she met Pierce 'The Reaper' Cole. He was her savior, her knight in black leather, and her first love. But when things didn't turn out like she planned she takes the advice of her step in father and moves away for college. Things turn upside down for her when an unknown threat appears. Scared and unsure what to do Harper returns only to find that not a lot has changed. Pierce 'The Reaper' Cole knew he was no good for Harper Smith, he was the devil and she was an angel. When she left for college he thought he'd never see her again... Well that's not what happened. Now she's back, fiery as ever, but keeping a dark secret. Can Pierce save the woman he always loved? Or will the chase be to much for his heart to handle? WARNING: Mature Content

There wasn't much need for people to ask since they already knew . She belonged to him , forever as they stated . Shall it be true ? I can't say. He picked her upsetting her on the counter top as she held his shirt , his eyes gazing into her with anger . She bit her lip finally speaking up , " I am sorry i didn't tell you " He clenched his jaw squeezing he thighs . " I am very sure i don't have to remind you that you belong to me My belle but if i hear this happening again , people will be kill by my hand and i swear i won't regret doing that " She whimper burying her face in his neck. " I hope you understand me belle , you shall not be touch by any other man but me " he stated to her #cover by hot_steamy

Rage is the residential psycho of the club. Tormented by his own demons he lives in pain and agony, a constant state of rage. Everyone knows him as the Hellhound of the Riders of Tyr , known for his cruelty and the joy he gets from causing pain. To others and to himself. Loyal to his King and the club he craves for the liberation death will bring him. Till he meets Iris. Iris has escaped Hell and lives out on the streets till she surprises everyone and becomes a mechanic for the Riders. Afraid of her own shadow, plagued by the terrifying memories she never feels safe. Until she meets Rage.

Brandon. The King. The Alpha. The one who will do anything for his love. An age gap of 12 years does not separate the young love, it causes a few rough patches in their relationship, passionate sex, and moments where they can teach each other new things. They give themselves to each other fully, it becomes a curse and a blessing. "Deeper," I whispered into her ear, she shivered and pushed a little more. "Deeper," "I can't, it's too much. You do it." She whimpered into my neck, her body was on fire. "Come on baby deeper." I encouraged her. She didn't move just tightened her grip. I could tell she was in a lot of pain, her face said it all. She felt like I shouldn't be trying to fit into her, that I didn't belong in her. It was like trying to fit a unsharpened pencil into a pen hole. "You can scratch me, grab me, whatever, it won't hurt." I pushed past her barrier, she tensed. She held onto me for dear life. "Relax for me baby girl, you are hurting yourself." She was, by her squeezing her walls it was causing more pressure. I rubbed her back, hoping should would just relax. I felt her wet tears on my shoulder and chest, I immediately felt guilty and wanted to pull out. "I'm sorry we can stop." I said to her. I love her to much to hurt her, so if that meant stopping and using my hand to relieve myself, then that will do until I am able to make love to her. I would do anything for her. **The book is mature and has heavy sexual scenes, most chapters will be private. You may have to delete the book, follow me, then re-add the book. Enjoy!!

Rosalie is a nurse in the ER, fed up with boys who think they're men, she gives up on dating and swears off guys. What happens when Brantley Gilbert, mma fighter, biker, local musician, and all around bad news, shows up and catches her eye? Will she give in to temptation, or will she be able to resist the bad boy charm?

Laura was left broken-hearted when she was sixteen. Now, five years later the man that broke her heart is back. She is still attracted to him, but he has changed. Is the man from five years ago still inside him or is her love lost on a dangerous man?