Black Moon Series Book #1 Warning: Mature content, graphic language, gay, polyamorous French food is my healthy pleasure. Sex is my stress-relief pleasure. Threesomes are my guilty pleasure. Born the single child of the most open-minded parents, I bathed in cooking ever since I was a child; now I own several restaurants and well intend to grow my business. Ever since I lost my V-card, sex has been my way to cope with busy life and stress; today, I am a Dominant at the Black Diamond, a BDSM club in Chicago owned by my childhood friend Aaron. There, I discovered the kinkiest lifestyle, and I indulge in the pleasure of multiple-partner sex. But I would like to settle down with the perfect Submissive now. My name is Mark Murray, and I'm shooting for the moon, but I might hit a star. Laziness, boisterousness and wild sex are my mottos. I'm a dropped out, an unstable soul who doesn't know what he wants in life, and if it weren't for my best friend Liam, I'd probably be a homeless. I am hyperactive, a young man full of life who is bubbling with energy, and this is why people usually like me despite my flaws. And I'm a sex on legs... a libertine, bi-sexual, volatile, I don't know what love is, but I've had all the possible experiences in sex. Or so I thought. That was until I discovered my best friend's secret life... in a BDSM club. My name is Shannon Watts, and my life is about to change as a Submissive. I had a happy childhood, until both my parents died and left me an orphan. At 18, I ran away from my aunt's town to live in Chicago, dreaming to become a skilled cook. Now I work in the best French restaurant of the city, where I would love to move on from the dishwasher position to that of cook, but things don't always go as planned. I'm a solitary guy, barely average-looking and very shy, so I spend my free time vicariously living through the gay romances and BDSM books I read. My name is Alex Simmons, and I wish the fictions I read would turn out real.

Mate. One little word. One big concept. A belief that someone, somewhere, is holding the key to your heart. They say to keep your friends close and your enemies closer, but who's to say they're not the same. Killers, notes, blood, and mystery. Love, lies, and bad history. Hunter Rivered is the most powerful werewolf in charge of the strongest pack. Hunter never thought much of having a mate, he'd much rather be destroying other packs, killing other wolves, and training. Rosalyn Edwards on the other hand has always imagined her life with a mate. She was just a regular wolf in the Silver Heart Pack, who is as sweet as the name of her pack. All she wanted was to finish high school then travel the world- I know, very un-wolfish. What happens when the horrid Hunter Rivered decided to make a claim on Rose's Pack territory? Rose was never good at fighting. She could barely squash a spider, so how far would she go to protect her family? Or herself. Hunter is possessive, protective, and strict. Rose is kind, stubborn, and good-hearted. You know what they say, opposites attract, and mates are forever. Read to find what happens when these two opposites find themselves connected in more than one way. --------------------------------- Cover by @lisannemeijs Copyright © 2014- xX_jada_Xx . All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, modified, adapted, or distributed in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author.

They say opposites attract. But what happens when a rogue and an Alpha who both crave chaos end up being mates? It seems like Moon Goddess has made her first mistake. ______ I tilt my head, scrutinizing him. He did the same. A frown tugs on my lips. He did the same. "Copycat," I breathed out. A smile reaches his face and his eyes twinkle with curiosity. His stares bore into me as he eyes me up and down, pride swelling in his chest. He opens his mouth to speak, "Pleased to meet you, mi amor." "It's a pleasure to meet you, too, mate." ______ I'm definitely not a professional writer or any of that sort so mistakes in terms of grammar and plotholes will be inevitable

The only thing in Amanda's future is death. Granted, this is the ultimate fate for every living creature, but Amanda's death is planned. Her parents are giving her up as a sacrifice to atone for the past. They have done everything in their power to isolate her. Now, they must hand her over to Adahy Clayton, the man - or rather beast - they originally struck a deal with. What would you do if you found out that everything you've been told was a lie? Even your name.

He teases her. He challenges her. He fascinates her while he irritates her like no other. He drives her insane. He makes her...ughh, so mad she could scream! The only thing he won't do is let her go. Quincy: I'm a human living among the werewolves. My mom is a werewolf. She had a drunken fun one night with a stranger, a human. The union was not supposed to bear an offspring. I'm not supposed to happen, but here I am, an outsider. They all hate me but my Nana loved me. Then Nana died. They moved me to the pack house. Now, their old Alpha three times my age wants to make me his. That is not the life I signed up for. My Nana nurtured me a dream to go off to college. So I run. I run not because I'm a coward. I run to save myself. I will have nothing to do with their kind anymore. I'll be a normal human among other normal humans. I'll be so normal, even the most average normal humans will feel like freaks next to my normal ass. They will bow down before me and call me Queen Normal. Then I see him. The best specimen of men...but I know he's not human. He's not a werewolf either, so what is he? There's this pull between us but I know I shouldn't get close to his kind...whatever he is. The trouble is, he won't leave me alone. Caspian: I've been looking for my erasthai for decades. My mother dearest, the queen of all werewolves and lycans is pressuring me to marry Lady Celeste. I'm supposed to take over the throne from my father and make lady Celeste my queen. I want nothing to do with her. I want my erasthai. Then I saw her. She's a human. The most beautiful mesmerizing creature ever, and she's mine! I thought it's going to be easy. It should have been easy. Come on, ALL girls want me. I mean, look at me. I'm gorgeous! Mirrors weep when I walk past them. She refused to give me the time of the day. Well, too bad princess. I'm not about to let you get away. I'll crush all other competitions. I'm Prince Caspian. I always get what I want.

My hands are bound, both cuffed to either side of the bed. His lips dangerously caress my cheek, causing my neurones to explode into small buzzing symphonies. I snarl, my growl not doing anything to protect me. "Mhmm... I kinda like this position. You, handcuffed to my bed and me on top." His whisper makes my stomach slightly drop, the words making me forcibly close my legs at the sudden arousal that hit me. *** When Eva finds her mate, she knows that everything is going to change especially when her mate, Adonis, doesn't feel the bond. Adonis cannot understand why the little female keeps referring to him as his mate, but nontheless there was something about her that intrigued him. The only thing that's for certain is that there's a small primal part of him that wants to claim her, mark her, fuck her then tie her to his bed to continuously do it again and again. THIS BOOK IS NOT COMPLETE!!

-- HOPE-- He grabs my wrist sending sparks throughout my body and drags me to the house. I was too busy admiring his features that I didn't realize we were in his room. He closes the door behind him, what is happening? "You want me to be a better mate?" he says in a hoarse voice giving me butterflies. Without letting me reply he once again stands infront of me just inches away from my face. His eyes pierces through me, I felt so weak, so nervous. "I uhh-- " My words get caught in my throat when he places his hands on my hips, my eyes widen in surprise. "Isn't this what you want?" Yes! Mark mate now! He wants us! I shake my head, "That's not what I meant. If I wanted this I would have just gone to Nick--" He growls at me, "Take it off!" he orders pointing at my t-shirt. "No! Are you crazy?" He steps back and gives me a glare, then a smirk crawls on his handsome face. "I'll be glad to do it myself." No, you wouldn't. "Oh yes, I would." I search his eyes but I give up. How can someone be so bipolar?

*COMPLETE* To repay her father's medical bills, Hannah is sent to work at the Caldwell estate, a large mansion filled with shadows & secrets. All flowers are banned, all servants have quit except for one loyal maid. A brother & sister consumed with a cold bitterness & a beastly pent up rage are the only inhabitants. Can Hannah hold her own & make it back to Logan, her love of many years?

Any other man I wouldn't be afraid of but Lycan Leader Malcolm's body extrude a kind of confidence and primal power that even I can't ignore. --- Running from a psychotic ex and charging straight into a familiar Scottish Lycan Leader's territory. Head strong lone lycan Isabella Carson was about to re-encounter a predator that had set her heart and soul on fire before. Captured and imprisoned by the Scottish lycan leader named Malcolm, she knew in order to be able to survive and escape was to make the leader trust her. Only thing is, she was the one that broken his heart many years ago. Malcolm McLean was over a hundred years old. A lycan that lived that long knew too much, seen too much, and fought too long. Malcom lived his life by one rule; do not let anyone near enough to touch him. His heart taken and stash away in a dark place to prevent any emotions to cloud his decisions. He set in preparation to kill whoever dared to challenge his position. Upon receiving a warning from his post guards that someone had entered his territory, Malcom was more than ready to end the imbecile's life. Malcolm was beyond shocked when the imbecile he was ready to end, was a tiny blond woman half his size who was the culprit that appeared on the edge of his territory. To shake his world up more, she was the one who made him the man he was today. Bounded together by fate, Malcolm and Isabella will learn that fighting alone won't always bring you out alive.

Megan Ryder travels to the middle east as assistant/companion to Vivian Monroe. A man called Rasheed arrives to escort them to the The Emir's Desert Palace. Megan falls for the guide only to find out he is not what he seems and she feels betrayed and hurt by his deception. With a Royal wedding planned, a vindictive Princess, it all comes to a head.