{ This book is now published on Amazon } It use to be a rare thing. Seeing a female werewolf. It was almost like their were no such thing. But now female werewolves have the same population as males. Except for Lycans. Their has only ever been two female Lycans in history. Alvery Fabre was the first ever female Lycan. She and her mate George Rosai had a daughter. Only their daughter is the most powerful werewolf on the planet. For both of her parents were Lycans. Her name is Della Rosai. The female Lycan Highest Ranking in Romance #1 Werewolf #6 Mystery #8 ~ Cover By Cookiies_and_Cream ~ { Thank You }

"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.

The HUNK, Brooklyn Fox has a sister, who has a PAST. A PAST she does not want to see or hear about. A PAST which ruined her life. A PAST which made her insecure. A PAST she is finally over with. But what happens when the PAST reappears? What happens when the PAST is shifting the NEXT DOOR? What if the Past is in form of a GUY? Will Blake Fox be able to survive the PAST or will she give in? |•}------------------------------------------------------{•| HE stands out like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. HIS words are as sweet as candy but his cotton candy words does not appeal to HER taste |•}------------------------------------------------------{•|

I couldn't see him that well from this angle, but I could tell he dressed expensively. He wore nice dress pants with a white dress shirt with rolled up sleeves. The watch on his hand shinned, like it was made from little diamonds. I squinted my eyes, looking closer to see his face. He had groomed facial hair, and thick eyebrows. He had light brown hair. He looked older, maybe around his late thirties. Who he was, I didn't know? My mom and dad barely brought over any of their friends. The man crossed his arms. He rose his chin and looked up, right at me like he sensed me there. He raised his eyebrow at me. For a moment we just stared at each other. I wanted to figure out who he was, and he was probably doing the same. Finally, he gave me a smile....

Next-Door Incubus is PUBLISHED on Amazon as a paperback and an ebook. This is just a preview. Dani never expects to meet her hot new neighbor, Eros, for the first time wearing only her underwear. And she definitely never expects to dream of him as a demon with large, curved horns and an insatiable hunger for her. For the sake of her boyfriend and for her own sanity, Dani's determined to avoid Eros at all costs. But there's one problem: she can't seem to stay away from him. He's haunting her nights with his devilish black eyes and he's hiding a dangerous secret that may cost Dani her life. Next-Door Incubus is a paranormal romance novel written by Destiny Diess. It is the first book in the Becoming Lust Trilogy.

[COMPLETED] After one drunken Friday night, Vesper wakes up and finds herself on a bed, in a room, in an apartment that she neither owns nor recognizes. She discovers that the man who owns the place is the same man who she threw a dollar at, insulted, and slapped because she thought he was a pervert hobo who hovers around bars to make a pass at drunken girls. It turns out that "Pervert-Hobo Guy" owns three apartments, a Porsche, seven hit songs, three Grammy awards, and a broken heart paired with a damaged soul. And don't forget to add these things--a raging libido, a skilled mouth, dexterous fingers, and a certain something that may or may not have caused Vesper's eyes to go wide. ~*~*~*~*~ "Your m-mother... is... outside," Vesper mumbled breathlessly. His familiar scent wafted through her nostrils--something woodsy, something citrusy--something that screamed sex on legs. His intoxicating scent befuddled her mind and she cursed herself for being so weak. Her eyes widened at the feel of his something that's definitely not his belt buckle pressing against the small of her stomach. He wickedly grinned. "That's the point. She's outside so she can't see us." He nipped at Vesper's jaw and suckled on that sensitive spot on her neck. He moved towards her lips again and tasted her mouth from corner to corner. "Sweet. So, so, sweet," he said in between kisses. Vesper was horrified at the fact that her body was betraying her. She's a person with a very strong personality, but one touch of Andray's soft lips and she's pliant. Feeling herself losing control, she responded to his kisses with equal fervor, mouth still closed. She gasped in surprise when she felt his hands move to the middle of her legs and cupped her there. His tongue took the opportunity and delved into her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers. ~*~*~*~*~ This story is intended for mature audiences only. It contains strong language and explicit scenes. Read at your own discretion. You have been warned.

This book will be taken down January 1st of 2022 to be rewriten and edited! (Cover by @AlberteStoev) Turning around Im met with bright red eyes surrounded by a grey mask. He has jet black hair that swirls up and back, his face is freshly shaved but that is all I can really see. He is tall and God is he built. He looks so strong and holds so much power. I then blink and breath when my lungs finally demand air. His forehead is scrunched up as he watches me calculating. I step back "Uh I-I I'm sorry " My voice comes out shaky. He nods as he then demands "dance with me," before I can protest he has his arm around my waist pulling me close and his hand in mine as we dance across the floor. I look around to see glares from women as slowly the whole place pays attention to us. By the end of the song I could feel sparks dance across my skin around the area he is touching me, a pull in my chest forms, wanting to be closer to him, we land in front of the stairs where the thrones sit That holds the former king and queen, they watch us with a raised brow. I gasp as I look up into the mans eyes as everything stops, his head lowers towards mine, our noses pass each other and our lips meet and instantly I know. He is my mate. I don't know who he is but I'm sure he is about to let me know. He breaks the kiss as he backs up keeping me close as He rips off his mask and he growls "Mine." A growl that sends a shiver down my spine. His breath taking face comes into view. People around gasps as some yells. "The Alpha King has found his mate," I gasp. This man in front of me is Bain Alexander Remington , the King. *highest rank, #1 in Alpha, #1 in king #1 in secret #1 in werewolf #1 in hidden #2 in feature* (A/n I'm big about character development. So if you looking for a book where the main character and love interest fall in love in the 5th chapter this isnt it. Any how thanks for reading! Much love!)

"Are you scared because your dad is the sheriff?" "Why do you keep on asking me that?" "I won't stop until I get a proper answer." Lana Jane Willson, just a depressed and misunderstood geeky teenager because of her glasses and her dad being the Sheriff. Yet all she wants is to get into Yale, far away from everyone, the incidents, the heartbreaker and the bullies. Four popular boys, suspicious about Lana, reignite an old bet that her 'true' self will be exposed as time goes on. One night in Lana's life changes everything. The only people to help her are her tormentors. This causes the boys to have more questions, fights, and arguments more frequently. The more people involved, the more questions arise, secrets reveal themselves, trust is shattered, feelings become blurred and friendship is ripped apart. While Lana sees, the good and forgives easily, others search for the bad to try and defeat it. People cross our path for a reason but for a second chance, it does not always mean to have a happy ending. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ PART 1 & 2 Highest Rank: 1 in Teen Fiction (27/12/16)

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!