(Historical Fantasy) A troubled Highland chieftain courting madness ... a heartbroken English noblewoman seeking vengeance ... Somewhere between magic and war lies love ... Lady Isabel de Clare is on the run - and out for revenge against the man she blames for her brother's death in the Crusades and her father's descent into madness. When she finds Black Cade, she isn't expecting him to protect her from the English fiancé she's fleeing. She also doesn't believe the tales of seillies and magic, until she uncovers a secret one night while under Black Cade's protection. At first intrigued by the soft-spoken yet strong Isabel, Black Cade is soon faced with a difficult decision: protect her against her enemies despite knowing she's there to kill him or leave her to deal with an abusive man out to steal her title and gold. When his secret is revealed, he decides to trap the beautiful Englishwoman in a loveless marriage to guarantee her silence and his life. Neither expects their hearts - or lives - to be threatened by the union, until danger breaks out in the Highlands, pitting fae against human, English against Scottish, husband against wife. Will the love of Isabel and Cade be enough to bring peace the Highlands?

Vincent Shaw is defeated, half-dead, and broken in more ways than one. A powerful werewolf now in exile Vincent's mistakes haunt his every step. Evelyn the Meek is a sweet little half-ling and a skilled alchemist. With her own tormented past Evelyn risks life and limb to nurse a broken werewolf back from the brink of death. With a scheming mystic in the mix, an army of evil at the gate, and a vengeful mercenary on the hunt - Vincent and Evelyn must overcome all odds and each other.

Purchased by the Demon King, Victoria O'Hare is thrown into the world of the immortal. Brutal and ruled by instinct, the Demon King comes to her in the dark, filling her world with pleasure and fear. Cursed and broken, King Sebastian struggles to control his inner demon. He now owns a sweet little beauty. One who calls to him in the darkness. One he could kill in an instant. Victoria struggles to show Sebastian there is more to him than his brutal nature. Despite his curse, Sebastian is tempted to accept all Victoria has to offer. When a desperate werewolf and an evil army threaten war, King Sebastian must accept what he is and protect the woman he loves...if his inner demon doesn't kill her first.

BOOK 1 in the UNCONDITIONALLY SERIES |COMPLETED| I listened expectantly as he spoke the next words, "There are many, many presumptions about the Alpha, most of which may be true for others, but it isn't so for you" I furrowed my eyebrows, not comprehending what he meant. He smiled, "Simply put, expect the unexpected" **** Suzzanah Winters is just about to find out that everything is NOT as it seems. Happy about having nailed a job in the prestigious ROYALE Industries, she could never have even imagined what she would have by the end of her very first day of work, which are: ▪ One less garment ▪ One more injury ▪ Several mind-boggling experiences ▪ And a permanent blush Add to it : ▪ A mysterious riddle-throwing boss who has an unhealthy obsession with wolves ▪ A perpetually jittery co-employee whose list of rules is longer than his frame ▪ And a handsome CEO named Zuerien Kai Royale aka ALPHA aka KING, on whom she doesn't make the best first impression What does all this spell? PANDEMONIUM And this is just the beginning... Step into a world filled with werewolves, romance, humor, mystery and lots of hot paranormal chaos! And remember, in the Supernatural world, there is but one guiding principle: Expect the Unexpected! ------ Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Cover Credits: alicesingh31 STRONG LANGUAGE AND INTIMATE CONTENT IN A FEW CHAPTERS THIS STORY PROGRESSES SLOWLY. PLEASE READ ONLY IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH THAT :)

Alpha Cross of the Macabre Pack was a ruthless killer. He was known for leaving pack after pack in a bloodbath with not a single survivor in sight. A cold blooded killer with no feelings of remorse, pity, or grief whatsoever, Alpha Cross is someone no woman could ever hope to love... But of course, like all werewolves, he was destined to have a mate. Elair Richelieu, daughter of the beloved Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack is a fierce woman. Shrouded in mystery, Elair has survived the worst of the worst, most of which she cannot remember. Convinced by her duties Elair lived as a leader to her pack and her squadron, a mysterious group in which she grew up. But Fate had other plans... They were each others' mates. But there was one little issue... Elair can't feel their bond. Together, the two struggle in a relationship in which dominance is a power struggle. ****** The Alpha walks towards me and I raise an eyebrow. When he gets to point where our distance reduced to about half a meter in front of me I drop from the desk and stand up. "Whoa, there cowboy." I say as I hold my hands up. My jaw drops when I realize what he's actually trying to say. "Hold up. Are you saying I'm your mate? Because, well, I don't... uh... How do I put this simply... I don't feel you... Bro." I say as I dodge him and his disgusting stalker-ish approach of walking towards me. "You seem to think that you have a choice." The Alpha says to me with a smirk and I roll my eyes. "And you seem to think I give a shït." ------ Highest Ranking: #1 Werewolf Warning: This is INCOMPLETE. After its publication in 2016 the last ELEVEN chapters were taken down due to copyright. So if you wanna read up to 24, go for it. Get it on Amazon here: https://goo.gl/c9R2F2

When Vincent Tucat learns he's to be robbed, he turns the tables on the thief to enhance his own reputation. However, in city ruled by thieves, burglary and politics often go hand in hand, and things are rarely as straightforward as they appear.

Book 2 - Vincent Tucat is the most talked-about Lord in Harael, and that's not exactly a good thing. Dozens of Lords have been robbed from, and they all suspect he's the one behind it. To keep things from getting worse, he must track down an elusive thief who disguises himself as a wraith. At least, Vincent hopes it's a disguise . . .

Book 3 - It's been one full year since Prince Tenarreau struck a bargain with Vincent - his cooperation with the prince's plans in exchange for information regarding the circumstances concerning his family's murder. Vince has done everything Prince Tenarreau has asked for and more, but intrigue and betrayal are a fundamental part of Haraelian politics, and promises are only worth the integrity of the person making them in the first place. But Vincent has made a promise . . . one he fully intends to keep.

Gwenwyn is the most miserable princess ever, and for good reason. Merely brushing up against her or touching her exposed skin is enough to cause painful burns, or worse. And if that wasn't enough, she's just discovered the singular reason for her existence - to act as the king's secret assassin, murdering neighbouring princes with nothing more than a simple kiss.

Only sample chps. Annabelle finds out that she is not the real daughter of the Alpha at her werewolf pack. As the world she knows comes collapsing down, she has to hide from the Demon Lord who is determined to find her. Will the Werewolf King yield to the Demon Lord's ultimatum and give her to the enemy or will she be the cause of a looming war between the two species? More importantly, who is Belle and what does the Demon Lord want with her? Belle's meeting with the Werewolf King does not go very well, she finds him to be an arrogant bastard! Worse still, he wants nothing to do with her. "Why do I feel you're my mate? What have you done to me? "bellowed the King. "How do you know I am not your mate?" I asked, growling in frustration. I did not want to be his mate any more than he wanted me to be his, but his cocky attitude was getting to me. "Because you are not even a werewolf," he grunted, his black irises shimmering dangerously. "You're a liar," I screamed not caring that I was talking to the most lethal creature in the world. He roared in laughter, the sound of which irritated the hell out of me. Aargh! How I wanted to rip his heart out even as I wanted to glue my body to his and stay there forever, basking in his scent. I was so mad that I wanted to show him how wrong he was. Soon, he would be sorry, he would kneel and beg for my forgiveness. The mental image of him on his knees made my lips twitch with amusement. I started phasing out to my wolf form, and when I stood in all my glory, I prowled and preened to show off my beautiful fur. He laughed even harder. I simply wanted to kill him. Yes, my wolf was small, but it existed. Why the hell wasn't he on his knees then? "As I said, you're not a werewolf," he repeated. Huh, what did he mean by that?