Juliet's parents died when she was young and she never got to experience having a family. She lived a miserable and lonely life. One night at work, she meets a strange man that says he's a reporter and he asks her a few questions. Later that night, the reporter offers to drive her home from work. When Juliet refuses, he kidnaps her and brings her home to be a wife for his oldest son. Juliet slowly loses her sanity as she finally gets a family.

Nick Abel, the tattooed police officer, the heartbreaker and the beast. He took me over and ruined me from day one. "You're mine." He'd growl in to my ear. "Now, show me you want me too." I did want him, Even when he was my father's best friend. ______________ He was void of many emotions. Red for anger Red for passion Red for fury Red for possessiveness Red for love. He was only waiting for me to Colour Him Red. In the Eye Of Nick Abel- on RADISH NOW!

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

I have nothing left to give up. At least that's what I thought until she walked into my life. I never thought I'd find my mate, not after this long, and I sure as hell never expected to fall so hard. But suddenly, I have everything to lose. Not all that long ago the wolves were on the verge of extinction and now the balance of peace and destruction lies in my hands. It's either her, or go to war, and the decision isn't an easy one to make. The Fae king wants blood, more importantly, my blood. I'm not afraid of him, or even dying for that matter, but if I revel my secret, lives are sure to be lost. The Fae king will stop at nothing to destroy me, but that's if I don't destroy myself first. *Warning: Contains some strong language and mature scenes*

"Who was your first kiss?" Ares asked very seriously and my face started reddening. "I. . . haven't been kissed. Yet." I looked away as I didn't have the courage to meet his eyes and admit this. "Why not?" Why was he asking me this? "You obviously know why. I'm average, I'm just a normal girl." I was interrupted by an impatient scoff. "That's not why." "Fine, you tell me why." I retorted but instantly regretted it. He was going to tell me that I wasn't pretty enough or that I wasn't interesting enough or- "You were waiting." *** ~Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf, #1 in Fiction~ ~Translated into 5 languages!~ "My jaw is on the floor!!! I'm so sad it's over" -AlexysZor-El "Honestly one of the best wattpad books I've read" -baebae_blue_hair "This was the first story I've ever read on Wattpad. That's how I fell in love with this app. Thank you author!" -inaffetss

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

~ON HOLD~ 「 Excerpt 」 "Alezandros are you like my bodyguard?" He smirks as he leans in closer to me, "No, I am far more than a bodyguard. Like I said I am your Protector." Alezandros grabs my face and in an instant his lips are kissing me with so much passion, it's like if he had waited 300 years for me. 「 End Of Excerpt 」 Cartia Andrra is turning 19 years old. She is beautiful, kind and very important to her father. She loves the idea of finding her true love but what she doesn't know is that her and Alezandros have been destined to be together forever. Her father, Damiano Andrra is a very rich man who happens to have many enemies that want to take his empire down at all cost and the only way to do that is by targeting his only weakness, Cartia. Damiano is a very smart man so to be precautious he hires someone that will keep his only daughter from the reach of his enemies, Alezandros Cavill. He is THE PROTECTOR. Alezandros Cavill has lived for 300 years waiting to find the love of his life. He is a god. Even though 300 hundred years have gone by he has aged just like a fine wine, he looks like he is 30 years old and his body is just to die for. He comes from a long line of god's called, The Protectors, were all male's have been destine to protect and love to who they have been destined to for eternity. Unfortunately he had to wait for many years for Cartia to be born, but now that he has found her he won't let anything or anyone take her away from him.

"Why did u punch him?" I asked in shock. "Why did you kiss him?" He asked me angrily. "What? I... but..he... " "Is he your boyfriend? Or Did he pay you to be with him?" He asked this annoyedly by interupting me. But hearing those words coming out from his mouth made me loose my temper. I went nearer to him and slapped him across his face. "How could you say like that? I am not like other bimbo's who are dying to do anything for money. I certainely don't need to explain to you anything and i don't wish to work with you anymore. Goodbye Mr. Pearce." ❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇ Alexander Pearce is the CEO of leading multi national company- The Pearce Industries. He is the most eligible bachelor in the New York city. While Scarlet Reeves is just a simple girl from a small town of Ohio, who just recently shifted to New York with her best friend Taylor Hope to pursue a descent job and improve her way of living life peacefully. Little did she knew her destiny has something else written for her rather than living peacefully. She got an opportunity to work with Alexander as his Personal Assistant and that would be a hell of a ride for her. He is possesive, highly develish,stubbornly handsome and a greek god. With so much of qualities in him will she really be able to handle this hell of a Ceo? Or is there a possibibility that this Possesive Ceo will be her's forever? What do you all think? ********************* This book is not so perfect. But i am just trying it out. After completing the story i will check out the mistakes and edit it well. Still I hope you guys will read and enjoy this book. You all can share your pretty thoughts to me anytime. Thank you for reading the above description! Ranked at #113 for Romance [8-08-2016] #70 in Romance [18.08.16] #49 in Romance [21.08.16] #9 in Romance [14.09.16] # 3 in Romance [21.05.17] #2 in Romance [01.07.17]

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.