#160 in Passion ~~ Maria Nikolaev wanted nothing more than to escape the cold confines of Soviet Russia - even if it meant certain death. She left everything behind and never looked back, only for her plan to become half successful. ​Now, she's stuck with musician and composer Ivan Orlov as his housekeeper. As if the situation couldn't get any worse, she finds herself falling for is strange ways. ​ Will she ever escape Russia or the confines of her heart?

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

*This is an excerpt* Lady Olivia Cavendish had resigned herself to spinsterhood after she had been jilted by her fiancé. She's beautiful and rich, her father is the Duke of Devonshire. But she learnt the hard way that being the daughter of a Duke does not always guarantee happiness. Mr. Jacob Townshend- a self made man, rich beyond reason and handsome as the very devil arrives in England after spending seven years on the continent. These past years had turned the once good-natured Jacob into a heartless rogue. Read "Romancing a spinster" on the *goodnovel.com* and *hinovel* to find out what happens when this scoundrel romances our spinster.

A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil. He is the definition of Danger. He is the Darkness itself. A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married. But married to whom? *** Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King's many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil's Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil's Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom. Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she's getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil. *Mature content.

Sur le bas côté de mon bureau qui sent le vieux et le passé, j'ai retrouvé une feuille pliée en quatre. Elle frémissait de vie, et j'ai découvert les traits d'une période révolue. C'était toi, tracé par moi, pour l'amour de nous. Un dessin d'enfant.

Lord Ralph Orford, the Earl of Morley is the ideal gentleman, well liked, a definite catch on the marriage mart...but as is usually the case, there was more to him than met the eye. Lady Alice Woodbury, beautiful and dazzling, has secrets too. But while Ralph has been sworn to secrecy for the nation, Alice's subterfuge is due to a more personal reason-heartbreak. Read "To tame an Earl" to find out what happens when sparks fly between these two. Will those sparks ignite into a full blown fire or will it burn out because of all their secrets? Completed. Cover by @00Athena00

( COMPLETED STORY) What happens when the rakish Lord in the whole of London is truly falling in love with a simple, plain, and most ordinary girl, something he has been avoiding- his innermost fear. True love? Miss Amy Ott is London's newest riddle. . . She's the mysterious niece of one of England's wealthiest dukes, and is about to encounter her first season. Knowing nothing about the workings of corsets and country dances, she's looking for any help she can find... even when it comes from the most unlikely source... London's infamous rogue-an older Duke. Duke Wardington's face transformed into something... dark . "Don't fear, Miss Ott. I have no desire of you. What if I told you that I could make you the belle of the ball? In every ball. The entire season." Amy chuckled. "Me? The belle of the ball? Impossible!" ... Or was it? This catches the attention from the most unlikely, most alluring man in all of London. Lord Nathaniel Dawnton knows what he wants. Amy Ott. And... this is definitely not in a way that he could speak of in public. The scoundrel, who blackened his own soul, had met all sorts of women throughout his years, but none like Amy. He's intrigued and won't stop until he has her. When Nathaniel's pursuits meet the walls of Amy's strength, the young lord is ready to jump those walls blindly... But... he doesn't realize that a jump toward Amy might mean a fall toward love... something he has been avoiding-his innermost fear ... true love. Find out NOW!

Quand la douceur laisse place à la violence. Que la vérité n'est qu'un ramassis de conneries à ses yeux. Que le vrai du faux n'est plus dissemblable. Rebecca se fige et regarde Cupidon. Il se dandine avec son carquois vide de ses flèches sur son dos, fredonne une douce musique, affiche un air mutin et s'en va comme s'il venait d'achever une bonne journée de travail. Quand elle se rend compte que son Boss n'est pas ce qu'il prétend être, elle remarque finalement que son pied est devant une bombe à retardement. Le compte à rebours est lancé. Son cœur n'y survivra pas. Rebecca Johnson se dit foutue. Leur relation est tordue. « Elles tremblent face à moi. Elles s'extasient devant mon regard. Elles fantasment à ma voix. Elles se soumettent à leur propre passion, et je prends ce qu'elles me donnent. Ravagées de désirs, elles s'en plaignent silencieusement. Je suis leur péché. Leur fruit défendu. Je suis leur pomme d'Adam. Elles me goutent, mais ne croquent pas, elles veulent se rassasier mais je ne les laisse pas. Alors Rebecca...Que veux-tu de moi ? »