After moving to Southern California, Chelsea's life has never been better... or more complicated. She's settled with her pack. She's met her mate. And now everyone's secrets are piling up. Just like her, Gabriel has many secrets of his own. But the problem with secrets is that they have a nasty habit of hurting people. And it's not just the things Gabriel is hiding that worries Chelsea; she knows there are bigger, worse things out there. When she discovers what Gabriel is hiding, will the two of them be able to correct past mistakes, or will the darker side of her mate prove too much for Chelsea to handle? Gabriel and Chelsea are going to continue facing the unexpected, but the question is will they do so together? Or are unknown forces going to tear them apart?

She is the Chosen One. He is Gabriel Gavino, il prossimo Mafioso Don - the next in line. Before she saves anyone they're going to save each other.

*Book One in the "Possessive Creator" series* Lucy has been fearfully running from her creator for almost a decade now. How she had gotten the courage to leave him that night, she had no clue. Escaping the clutches of her possessive creator was an almost impossible task. She wanted freedom, which meant she would no longer have to obey his orders or watch some guy, who had so much as to talk to her, die because her creator didn't want her to be with any other man. As she continues to run from him, she encounters a suicidal guy who she can't seem to abandon. But staying in one place would only mean her creator would find her, putting both her undead life and the guy's life in danger.

When Aria's father sells her to a stranger from the north, she never expects to be cherished like a daughter. To live in a castle, showered with every luxury. Her sumptuous new life is every young girl's dream. But as Aria grows older she can no longer deny the mystery and strangeness of her beloved foster family. Especially the Greyback men. Nor can she ignore the dark menace of the woods beyond the castle. Aria is determined to unravel their secrets. Above all, those of Lucian Greyback, the enigmatic and unsettling man to whom she is betrothed. When her curiosity gets the better of her, Aria is compelled to venture into the forest and discover the truth. But beneath flesh and blood lies a beastly legacy. And a birthright she could never imagine. If you enjoyed the gothic, captivating world of mystery in Jane Eyre (but need a little more bite), you will love the suspenseful and alluring secrets of Aria's journey in this book. Cover designed by @JeanineCroft Copyright © 2015 by Jeanine Croft

Leof was gone. I wanted to scream again at the thought. My Leof was dead, laid out in the shrine where I'd left him just before dawn. It hadn't taken an army to kill him, all it had taken was one wolf, one man whom he'd shown mercy to. Fenrir had done his job just as predicted, and I'd lost the only thing that mattered to me, the only thing that had kept me sane after the truth of my past was revealed. Conn was my strength, my heart, the very best parts of me and I'd never see him again. Once his body was given to the sun and his echo vanished I'd never hear him say the three words that were my reason to exist. I love you. I love you. I love you... But I'm not ready to let be alone. I'm not ready for goodbye. Condemning my Leof to Valhalla is something I can't do, but what if there's no way to bring him back? Can I just fade away? Slip into the coma and forget everything? Would it be fair to when the cohort needs me to protect them from Osier, from the Bloodied Hand, and from our ever increasing number of enemies?

His breath was hot against her neck and it made her writhe in discomfort, but that discomfort was replaced by the sharpness of his fangs burying themselves into her vein. The shock of agonizing fire streaming into her being made her tear-filled eyes widen. You may now bite the bride. After being unable to afford to care for her ill mother, nineteen-year-old Ophelia is forced to take matters into her own hands and become the bride of a vampire. A Blood Bride. She isn't given much information aside from the fact that she will receive a large sum of money if she marries the vampire of Cross Manor. Upon arriving at the manor, she expects to be nothing more than the vampire's meal and play toy, only to find that her presence is needed for far more than a simple blood bag. A vampiric war is on the horizon and Jon Cross is in need of a Warrior to fight alongside him. This Warrior, however, won't be a trained knight, rather, it will be his newly made bride, Ophelia Cross. [Blood Series] Highest Rank in Vampire: #4

Sworn to the Blake family before her birth via a betrothal ceremony that was sealed in blood - one she knows nothing about - Rosaline has no idea how her life is about to change. She lives a normal, if not simple, life in the city limits of Seattle, WA with her cat Zeus. That is, she did until she woke up in a potential nightmare. Enter Daemon Xander Blake. Cold, distant, and controlling; the three words that best describe him. But then, so do sexy, mysterious, and alluring. And let's face it, what's a girl to do when she's trapped inside a cavernous, eerily comforting castle filled with every luxury imaginable to man - aside from plotting her escape, of course? But as time stretches on, Rosaline finds herself in a compromising situation; she may just be falling for Mr. Tall Dark and Relentless. And when said man makes a proposition to her one night - one concerning her departure from all things related to her glamorous prison, and essentially, Daemon himself - she can't help being more than enthusiastic about hearing him out. But can she really trust anything that he says? Excerpt: My body, previously uncomfortably close to Daemon's, was suddenly flush against him; my chin, between his index and pointer finger in a firm grip, was turned towards him; and my lips were slowly being ravaged by his in a demanding manner. Several different emotions began to assault me and I couldn't think to save my life. I let out a small whimper when he traced a fang lightly, teasingly along my bottom lip. His hands, no longer caging me in, where suddenly on my hips, digging into to the sensitive flesh there as he pulled me impossibly closer to him. It wasn't until I began to feel his lips moving down my neck, that I panicked. My mind, still hazy from the high that accompanied Daemon's touch, decided that it would be wise to pull away - but when I went to push at Daemon's shoulders he let out a low, threatening growl. Unedited. Weekly Updates. All Rights Reserved to @Chuggs3y.

[Now Complete!] What if the only way to prevent a war was to start one? Keel Argarast is a disgraced king, and the youngest ruler in Nosferatu history. Mills Millhatten is an exiled sorceress, banned from practicing magic. Together, they will either make history or usher in Extinction Day for all supernaturals. With their vampire-sorcerer bond growing stronger every day, destiny is calling. Now everything they have ever known hangs precariously in the balance -- RULER is the 3rd book in the BLOOD MAGIC Saga, so if you're as allergic to spoilers as I am, please consider reading the first two books, BLEEDER and LETTERS FROM NEW YORK, first. Thanks and enjoy!

(Completed) Until Mills and Keel, the sorcerer-vampire bond was solely the stuff of folklore and legend - a whispered myth with one hell of a body count. Now Mills has returned to New York City, to human life, but the bond is reawakening. And someone knows her secret. All her secrets... --- LETTERS FROM NEW YORK is a direct sequel to BLEEDER [Blood Magic, Book 1], so if you're as allergic to spoilers as I am, please consider reading the first novel first. Thanks!

Book One in the My Mate Series - "Elijah," Alexander calls in this terrifying voice. I know it's dangerous but I ignore him, I keep my eyes shut and continue to rock myself back and forth, my hands blocking my ears. I didn't want to look at him, I didn't want to see those black orbs. "Look at me." He demands, his voice depicting his rage. "No," I whisper. "Look at me or I swear, I will do it!" He shouts. I'm not completely sure what 'it' is but I'm sure it has to do with death. Although the poor kid probably wants exactly that. I want that for him right now. It must be a lot less painful than what he's probably going through. Slowly, I reluctantly remove my hands from my ears and pick up my head from my knees, I open my eyes gazing up at him. As soon as I do - I wish I hadn't. Because as soon as I do Alexander snaps his neck. I gasp, tears sliding down my cheeks even faster than they were before. My mate is a monster. "I told you." He laughs, "I am a monster. And guess what?" He pauses, as if daring me to say something, "I don't intend on changing for anyone and especially not you." - Copyright © Mbalii *NOT man x man. *Completed.