Alternate chapters for 'Silverblood Series' Mature and Bonus Chapters for - Revenge of the Luna Queen and The Found One

I started to walk away, but was pushed with my face against the wall. "Obedience. That is what you need." His body was pressed against me, his breath hot in my ear. "Punishment" I could feel the smirk on his lips as he lightly bit my ear; I could hear the strain in his voice, holding back. I heard someone moan and realized it was my traitorous body. ***PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT I WAS YOUNG AND HAD NO EXPERIENCE WRITING THIS-THE BEGINNING OF THIS STORY IS QUITE AMUSINGLY SHITTY, PLEASE STICK TO THE END WHERE I EVENTUALLY LEARN A THING OR TWO. THIS BOOK IS UNDERGOING EDITING, BUT IT IS IN A DRAFT SO IT DOES NOT AFFECT YOUR CURRENT READING.***

Angela's life pretty much sucked until she met Giacomo. Tall, dark and handsome, he would be everything she could wish for - if he weren't a penniless and homeless illegal Italian immigrant who happens to be four years her senior. Or is he? Penniless and homeless, that is. The truth that slowly unravels seems to be far more sinister and bloody. Suffice it to say that Angela doesn't exactly look forward to meeting his family, especially his godfather... Follow Angela on her journey as she struggles to find her place in a world beyond her wildest dreams - and nightmares.

I hurried to Dimitri's bedroom. I gasped as I saw the curtains by the window dancing freely in the wind and parts of what used to be a window lying on the ground in shatters. Dimitri was nowhere in sight. The beating of my heart escalated to bullet speed as my body began to shake violently. "Dimitri?" I yelled. No answer. "Dimitri!" No answer. "DIMITRI!" What do you think happened to Dimitri? I guess you'll have to read to find out...

I watched as he walked towards me, towering over my body. His hand gently cupping my cheeks “Dylan” my name rolled off his tongue beautifully, lust filled eyes boring into my normal brown ones “I know women like you Dylan; So innocent, quiet and very horny” Dylan watched as he spoke a sexy smirk playing on his soft looking lips, his deep voice making love to her ears A gasp left her lips as he lifted her, wrapping both legs around his waist, pinning her to the French glass doors She picked a bad day to wear a dress with no underwear “I saw you touching yourself, tell me what you want baby” he whispered huskily sending, my body into a frenzy “Tell me” he repeated while his fingers teased me “I...want you to give me sex lessons” she moaned rocking herself against his fingers, trying to feel something He smirked and thrust his fingers into me, making me release a soft moan What have I gotten myself into?