"I fear I still do not have a name to match the beauty before me." He began. "Must that always be the only thing you wish to know?" She sighed heavily, looking over to her right where the king and queen sat on their thrones, watching the couple with hopeful stares. Two fingers under her chin brought her attention back to him and despite the mask blocking her view of his brow, she could see the spark of fire in his eyes, "I have plenty of time to know you, my love." He smirked, "as I said, I tend to take the things I want." "You can not steal a woman." Katerina spoke confidently, "Her heart may be locked away." Prince Alexander lowered his lips to the shell of her ear, each syllable tickling her skin, "Tell me where to find it then." ~•~•~ After the death of the queen, the king, overcome by sadness, begins to lust after his own daughter who is an exact replica of her mother. He plans to marry her but she manages to stall the wedding long enough to be able to escape. After escaping from her home and her grotesquely deranged father with three dresses and a cloak made of every pelt in the royal forest, she is lost. Taking refuge in a hollow tree she doesn't realize she has wandered into another King's territory... Warning: When the story begins a disturbing theme of potential sexual assault is mentioned, but this is not the main or entire plot of the story. The main female lead is 20 years old and the main male lead is 22-25. It is not clearly outlined in the novel I don't think. This is based on a fairy tale. Started: 2/5/21 Completed: 3/12/24 #1 fairytale #forcedrelationship #grimmbrothers

TRAILER IN CHAPTER 1 #1 Memories 10/10/2019 #1 Hurt 27/09/2019 #1 Werewolf 04/07/2019 #1 Blind 09/02/2020 #1 Time 10/06/2020 There are three of them They are ruthless They are cursed They are Immortal They are the HellHounds. ****** They were a legend. A story. But all legends are based off of truth. "Don't go out after dark," My father said. "Don't go anywhere alone," My father said "Don't go deep into the woods, for that is where he waits," My father said. I never broke a rule. I was a good girl. But my question always was, what do I do when the monster comes out to play? *** I was blind, so I slowly walk forward, not knowing where he is exactly. But I use my senses. I let this connection pull into a direction. As I slowly walk ,I reach my hand out, "Where are you?" I asked quietly. A big and calloused hand touches my own. From that one touch, electric shocks courses through my body, a strange and warming sensation. I flinched and gasped in fright. The big and strong hand gently grabs mine and softly pulls me forward. A breath hits my face slightly. I was right in front of him. He leans down toward my ear, his lips almost touching it. His breath makes chills run over my neck as he whispers very quietly with a deep and rough voice, "Here I am." *** If you want this book to make sense to you, I would suggest you read Book 2 of my Blood Moon Pack series, it completed and ready to read. You can still read this as stand alone, however there is more information held in Book 2.

His dark voice trails down her spine, lighting a path of desire that renders her breathless. "If only I were in a position of no consequence." Alia's breath wavers when the pad of his thumb slowly glides across her bottom lip. "Then I could give in to the desire of killing the men who touch you." • It is the year 2358 and the Lycanthrope Kingdom is crumbling. Alia Cain is a 23 year old werewolf. She finds the King to be weak, impulsive and unfit to rule. She's witnessed his cruel actions, first-hand, when he sent Warriors of the Throne to kill her parents. She was 19. After their deaths, her uncle Darian - a highly respected Commander of the Throne - took her in and helped train her into the fighter she needs to be, to kill the King. But things don't always work out the in way you want them to. Not only does Alia have to leave her pack to survive, but her mind, body and soul desperately crave to uncover the mystery of the man who dominates everyone and everything around him with an aura so Herculean he makes all fall to their knees before him. A man who silences and relaxes his fellow pack members with his protective presence and has enough power to slaughter an entire Pack. Valen Volkov. A fierce and extremely powerful beast of a man with a harrowing past that has haunted him for years on end. Endless years of torture has resulted in him losing his memory and not only does he have no true sense of identity, but everyone around him wants him to become King. He finds no interest in the role, but things soon change when he meets a troubled Fugitive named Alia Cain. MATURE CONTENT. This includes detailed descriptions of violence, strong language, and sexual content. #1 fiction 14/02/23 #1 lycanking 30/05/23 #1 royal 17/06/23 #1 slowburn 29/08/23 #1 supernatural 02/03/24 #1 king 21/07/24 #1 adult 07/08/24 #1 lycanthrope 18/12/24 #1 paranormal 09/05/25

It is called a Love Curse. Ophelia McQuoid's witch soul is bound inside a towering red crystal, released only once every fifty years for a mere thirty days. The terms of her freedom are deceptively simple: an immortal must trade his life for hers. But curses are never merciful. There is a clause. She must make him fall in love with her-and not just desire, not obsession, not pity. It must be the truest form of love. After two hundred and fifty years of failed attempts, Ophelia has learned a cruel truth: thirty days is not enough time to earn a love deep enough to damn an immortal. Especially when the curse tethers her close to the crystal, a silent prison she can never truly escape. When she awakens again, something is wrong. The crystal is no longer just a vessel-it is draining her life force. If she fails this time, Ophelia will not return in fifty years. She will fade into the glass forever, erased from the world she once knew. And then she meets him. A vampire king-ancient, powerful, arrogant-who is nothing like the careful, distant immortals before him. He is daring. Obnoxious. Infuriatingly attentive. And worst of all, he refuses to let her go. For the first time in centuries, Ophelia's curse may finally be breakable. Or it may destroy them both.

Mathias glowers at me with those dull, yet bright eyes and all I can do is glare back at him. The air around us crackled with electricity and a raging fire from the pit of my stomach licked the back of my throat. I was ready to spit flames at him, scorch the smug smile off his face and leave him to burn like he does me. Instead I don't get the chance. His soft lips capture mine and I know I'm fighting a losing battle. Extended summary inside HR: #4 in Witchcraft 8/23/18 #2 in Witchcraft 8/24/18 #4 in Werewolves 3/16/20 [EDITING] //I don't own any of the images found in the cover or aesthetics//

"I won't be able to control it then, Eos. Once I'm inside you, there is no going back." He had secrets. I had mine. All was well until he returned. The dark billionaire who made himself out of nothing, the mysterious handsome man that held deep, evil secrets within himself, and the man who was well-known across the country. King I wondered who was he and what he was doing here-in a small town, in the outskirts of the country. I learned my answer when he gave me his curse and told me to live with it forever. An eternity of sadness and despair until he became my new addiction. And I became his.

"Ezekiel...." I whispered softly into his ear, my crimson lips tugging into a sly smirk as I felt his body shake grow stiff against mine. My finger trailed softly against his arm, goosebumps raising along the path I traveled. "Stop." He whispered, I noticed how utterly breathless he had become. Causing the smirk that tugged at my lips to expand into a sinister smile. My fingers left his arm, lifting my fingers in the air I delicately grasp his chin, as if I squeezed too hard he'd crumple to dust beneath my fingers. "Why do you want me to stop, Zeke?" I questioned, my eyes feigning fake innocence as I awaited his answer. His eyes searched mine, and I felt my own proud look faltering as I undoubtably started to melt looking into his pools of Amber. "Because..." he started, his lip being tugged into his mouth by his white teeth. "Because...?" I assisted, as I got as close to him as physically possible. His eyes hardened, glaring into my soulless ones. "It feels, Sinful."

"Do you think you could love him?" She asks me, hopeful. "If he was made for me don't you think he would be better to me, treat me like an equal? Don't you think that he would be nicer, simply just appreciate that I'm here? That he would try and make a better effort? He doesn't care. All he does is keep me locked up. He massacred my village for crying out loud. So no, I don't think I could love a monster." --- Odysseus Viotto, is a powerful and predatory wolf. He is the Alpha King. Odysseus, has lived a long time and had always believed in an eye for an eye, I don't doubt he's thrilled when his life moto leads him to his mate. Tatum Barlowe, is a human. She's lived her whole life as a human, growing up with the mind set that her parents had abandoned her and left her for dead as a baby. Her village had taken her in and given her a great life. She was grateful for the little things she had. She was grateful for her best friend, her saviour and the people who had shaped her. What happens when the wolves cause a riot in her village and and take Tatum at the request of their possessive Alpha King. I wonder what happens when Tatum finds out the truth behind everything she's ever known... and more. --- "It's amazing, not kidding please write more" - @polysubstitutedbenze "I'm loving this book! Keep up the great work!" - @Tyjopop159753 "Excellent, amazing, superb, fab, awesome, mindblowing" "It's one of my favourite & best" @Sanjanasharma307 -- This is a dark romance. So don't be surprised lol.

*SHORT CHAPTERS* Stella wakes up on Earth, unable to remember anything about her time in coma. Hades is miserable, blaming Persephone for interfering where she had no right to. When Hades reincarnates as Hector, only he knows he is also a God. He randomly runs into Stella, slowly starting to lose sight of who he is, other than Hector, a Ph.D., student. Will any of them remember their time together? Or is the past the past, always forgotten?

Excerpt only: I quickly run in their direction as my claws elongate into fierce points. I watch as a man in all black strikes down and kills one of the innocent packless men before turning to another. I make a flying leap to attack and am suddenly hit with a strong, overwhelming scent of vanilla and citrus. "Mate!" My wolf yells in my head. My conviction evaporates and confusion hits me, but I don't have time to think about what this means. Before I even have the chance to realize what is happening, the unknown man who had been my target spins to face me. We are mere centimeters apart and pain explodes through my stomach. I look down to find a black hilt sticking out of me and crimson spreading out around it. The man drops his hand from the dagger and I look up to meet his eyes. There are so many emotions swirling through his gorgeous sapphire eyes, confusion, shock, sadness, fear, anger. I don't get the chance to contemplate this as I stumble backwards, my consciousness slipping away from me. And then everything goes black. ---------- Scarlet Denton is a fiery young she-wolf with no family and no pack. She lives in the outskirts of Crescent City which is ruled by the feared Alpha Ethan Kane. They may live in the same area, but their lives are quite different from each other. What happens when they find out that they are mates?