I felt deep heavy breathes fanning my face. I hesitantly looked up. 'Damn it Kage! You're a hybrid! Stop acting scared!' I mentally scolded myself. I looked up to lock gaze with a set of piercing bright honey golden eyes. Bright bluish-silver specks surrounding his eyes. I felt drawn to them. My eyes roamed his face and let me tell you...he was a Greek god. Perfectly shaped eyebrows, straight nose, firm pink lips and a strong, sharp jawline. I am 100% sure this man was sculpted by the gods themselves. His face just looks so kissable. A few locks of his jet black silky hair fell onto his forehead. Damn...... Tingles started to emerge from the contact of my hands above me. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Eeek!" I was being thrown over his broad muscled shoulders....wait, what? 'Snap out of it Kage!!!!' "Who the hell are you!? Damn it! Put me down before I send your head flying!" I threatened as I growled. I thrashed my legs all about and punched his back. His grip on me tightened and he kept walking as if there wasn't a raging Hybrid on his shoulders. "Let me go! Goddammit!" "Stop squirming and shut the hell up before I take you right here, right now, mate." He warned in a deep growl. Well shit, did he just say Mate? ⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊ Hey everyone, this is my first book so please forgive me if there are any incorrect grammars, spelling, you know, stuff like that. Please enjoy☺︎ 1st Book in the Lycan series. Highest Ranks: #1 in Lycan {18/5/2018} #1 in witch {21/8/2018} #1 in moon goddess {12/9/2020} #1 in lost memories {1/7/2020} #1 in werewolf {14/6/2020} #1 in goddess {31/7/2020} #1 in halfbreed {10/9/2020} #1 in possessive {8/1/2021} #2 in love {13/3/2019} #2 in hybrid {27/7/2020} #4 in vampire {16/1/2019} Started- 7/3/2018 Status- Ongoing

Kidnapped and taken to an assassin's training camp leads to Roxie having sell her soul to the devil to save someone close to her. She then became a soul less demon hybrid out for revenge.. Years later after reconnecting with her dad and brother, only to find out they still run their family Mafia, however they are no longer one of the top mafia's. Roxie starts working for the maifa as an assassin. Things take an interesting turn when a tall, dark and handsome male gets thrown into the mix. Will she be able to save her family's mafia? Will she able able to save herself before the darkness consumes her? * Mature Scenes* Highest ranking- #1 in reaper - #1 in mafia - #2 in mafiaprincess

Command Sargent Major Mark Piers of the United States of America Army has been deployed to Saudi Arabia where he is to protect the King's daughter Princess Farah. This is done order to solidify a peace treaty between both countries. His only goal was to complete his mission and leave Saudi Arabia, that is until he suddenly stumbles into a woman in the palace, literally. His eyes becomes captivated by the mysterious dark hair woman that wears the red face covering making only her eyes and hair visible. Thoes same eyes, the purest silver he has ever seen and her sun kissed skin not covered by her abaya only adds fuel to the fire that he feels in his loins when he looks at her. As she runs away she was not aware of what she will now cause. Mark wants her with all his being and as been said before a Piers man always gets his woman. This woman is Mina Percova. Her only dream is to take care of both her mother and younger brother. However, she will soon need to add love to her dreams for she has now done what very few women can do and that is to truly intrigue a Piers man unintentionally. I guess something is changing for everyone. Now the game truly starts, one that is as old as the beginning to the Piers men generation called the hunt. ♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧ He gently cupped her cheek. He saw her chest moving up and down rapidly. "Your very beautiful Mina," Her eyes widened then she tried to cast her gaze to the side. "Do not look away," I caressed her cheek. "You simply captivate me." Dipping my head slightly I captured her lips. ♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧ He will chase her to the ends of time simply Through Thick or Thin.

Everyone has something unique about themselves. It can be your hair, eyes, body, family, your name, or personality. Just know there's something unique about everyone and for me its 5 things out of that list. I have really long hair that stops mid thigh, and I also have a really fit body. I'm safe to say that I have a six pack, I also have a big butt and "other things". I don't find them so interesting but everyone else does. And then there's my eyes. My eyes are the one thing that stand out the most, my eyes are a light shade of red. And then there's my family, oh my wonderful 'family', sike nah. My 'family' is terrible. Apparently my birth parents gave me up when I was first born. Which led me to my adopted parents whom I hate. They did nothing but abuse me my whole 'childhood' . They called me all kinds of names but the worst of the two was my 'mother' she was a fucking idiot who got her fucking ass beat every fucking day so she took it out on me which caused her to get her ass beat 2 fucking times a day. However I no longer have to worry about them....... nahhh not no more.......... oh hahahaha lets just say they 'burned in a fire'...... But anyways back to being unique. So then we have personality I'm considered the bad girl at school and that's just because I don't take shit from no one and they know better, simple. Oh yeah and also I'm a street fighter. But anyways the whole point of this is to tell you that if your unique (which you are everyone is) embrace that shit. Oh yeah and hold up I forgot I maybe sorta am a little 'crazy'

She wasn't born cold hearted. Distant with people. Frozen and Isolated with everyone. No. Just. No. Ivory Marianna Rodriguez was the complete opposite until the one faithful day occurred and turned everything into shit for our once golden like girl. She was labeled as the Queen of kindness until it drastically changed into the Cold-hearted Queen. Her beautiful eyes always held warmth until that day where her eyes now always seem too hold a blank almost bored stare. Her lips would always, ALWAYS hold a beautiful smile that showed off her perfect white teeth only to be replaced with nothing but a scold playing on them. Ivory isn't always cold, she relaxes slightly when in the presence of her family, she lightly laughs shocking her family and friends when they joke around, she has a slight gleam in her eyes as she watches them happily. What happens when three new bad boys come back into Ivory's cold life. And start to notice her drastic change. Giovanni Royal. A bad boy who moved for LA to Italy as sweet as a lady bug only to come back colder and heartless much like our Icy Ivy. When new spreads about the royals back in town its simple that the king is back for his crown........but there's a new ruler a ruler who was there even when he was sitting on the throne. He think it will be easy getting his title back but boyyyyy is he wrong. Cause a Queen never bows down. What happens when these too icy cold pair clash? Will they let the ice break or will they let the warmth of each other melt the hard stone cold interior?

**Please note that this is NOT a stand alone book. In order for you to understand what's going on, you will have to read my first book, Wanted by the Mafia** !Spoilers ahead if you haven't read WBTM! After the death of the man she loves, Grace changes completely. Replacing her old, weak self with a newer, colder demeanor, she quickly makes her way to the top. Things are continual for a while, but when a sexy new second in command is recruited and a price is put on her most beloved, everything changes drastically.

"Your hands are scarred from murder and yet I trust them completely." Sequel to The Girl who Fought to Provide and cannot read as stand-alone. ©️All Rights Reserved, Sentima Mani 2018.

Young, innocent and always well-organized Hailie Monet under sad circumstances finds out about the existence of her five older, disgustingly rich, possessive and spoiled brothers. When she's forced to live with them, she discovers that their life is full of dangerous secrets which they are going to do their best to hide, especially from their little sister.

In this kingdom, beauty means suffering. Ithena Avonstef is coming of age to eighteen, the bane of all her people's nightmares. Every year, the nobles, aristocrats, and royals - angels - descend upon their vast kingdom of Atellyn to choose the most attractive young men and women to accompany them back to the palace for their own lust and entertainment. Beautiful from birth, Ithena knows that she is bound to be chosen upon the threshold of her eighteenth year, but never had she imagined who would choose her: Crown Prince Stephen Luxev. Now, with a dangerous quest to kill the prince and alter the reality of everything Atellyn has ever known, Ithena must complete her task - before her heart falls to the prince's grasp. NOTE: resuming soon! Rewrite will occur after the first draft is completed

Aerith always believed she was an ordinary mortal-clumsy, geeky, and completely out of place in the world. But on the eve of her 18th birthday, she discovers a shocking truth: she's no ordinary girl, but the long-lost daughter of the Fates, destined to rule the Underworld as Hades' queen. Thrown into the realm of gods and monsters, Aerith must learn to navigate her new life among immortal beings, where loyalty and power shift like the winds. Tutored by gods, pursued by ancient rivalries, and bound to Hades-a brooding, powerful god who's been waiting for her for centuries-Aerith faces the daunting challenge of learning how to rule an entire realm while still figuring out how to be herself. Can she rise to the challenge of ruling alongside the enigmatic Hades, or will the forces that oppose her destiny tear their fated union apart? With humor, heart, and a touch of magic, Aerith must learn the ropes of royalty and love in a world where even the gods themselves play by their own rules. How to be a Queen is a fun and fresh take on Greek mythology, blending romance, adventure, and self-discovery into an unforgettable journey through the immortal world.