He was her protector. She would be his undoing. She was a human. He tried to resist her. Tried to stay away from her. She wasn't his soulmate, and yet... And yet, he wanted her -- mind, body, and soul. ---- This is an accompanying novel to the "Heart of Stone" series by Jo Lee Hunt (Joflower) and takes place after the last book. It is recommended that you read "Heart of Stone" to understand this story. ---- CONTAINS: interracial relationship (BWWM), strong female lead, vampires, gang violence, action, drama, humor, relatable characters, high stakes, passionate romances, caring for loved ones with mental health issues VOID OF: protagonists as mates, "insta-love," extremely possessive, aggressive, abusive alpha mates, Stockholm Syndrome HEART OF STONE SERIES: - Heart of Stone (Parts I & II) - Heart of Stone (Part III) - Heart of a Beast - Heart of a Knight (Coming 2021)

"You wanna say that again?" he hisses, his face inches from mine, his hands on either side of my head. I can't help but notice how blue his eyes are, and how they have specks of green in them and-focus, Ali! "Yes. I think you're an arrogant asshole. I think you're a player. I think everyone here is a fool for thinking you're hot, and I think you better get the fuck away from me before I hit you in your special place." He smirks and backs up, crosses his arms. His biceps flex, and I refuse to look. "You're going to feel terrible for saying that to me one day." he walks away. "I'll never feel terrible for saying the truth." I snap. I pick my bag up from the floor. "Bastard." Ali James is your everyday nerd. She's a straight A student. She has a 4.0 GPA. Drake Parker is your everyday bad boy. He drives a motorcycle. He's a player. He's a party animal. He's the school's hottie. His target is Ali James, because she is the only girl in all of Savannah Oak High School that doesn't think he's hot. Little does she know that she's his target because he's finally grown the balls to get the girl of his dreams. The cover was made by the amazing @nerdfpiper!!! If you need a cover, send her a message!

When Vikings are seen off the shore of a small town in Ireland, seventeen year old, Clare, is determined to drive them away. Being clever and strong-willed, she makes a courageous attempt to protect not only her village, but also herself. Though, this brave action only fuels the attraction of the Jarl who takes her back to Norway as his future bride.

All Willow has ever wanted was to be a dancer. When she gets a call from the hospital informing her that her old dance teacher had a heart attack she drops everything to return home. When she runs into her old friends she realizes that many things have changed including her best friend from school. Ten years ago Blake was heartbroken, so he turned into an emotionless biker president. After being dragged to a dance completion by his daughter he is fascinated by one of the dancers. Weeks later he is shocked when the same dancer ends up being the girl who broke him shows up at his house asking him for help.

Wyoming Territory 1884 Leah lived a sheltered and comfortable life. It changes the night she goes against her family's wishes and runs away to marry her beau. Attacked by a band of outlaws, her beau apparently murdered, Leah is thrust into the fear of the unknown with men who seem pure evil. Confusion accompanies the explainable passion she feels toward the tall Indian who is holding her prisoner and yet keeping her safe inside this camp of outlaws? Chase Caldwell was raised a man who took what he wanted to survive without guilt. He had never thought anything could change that until Leah came tumbling into his life and made him question the way he was living. A love unlike any other but it seems impossible. Will peace ever find these young lovers or will Leah's family or Chase's outlaw past and Indian blood keep them forever apart?

He's powerful , blood thirsty , loves to kill and the list goes on ,but like every other wolf he too wants a mate ,to love and protect .now that he is 23 he has no hope that he will ever find her for who would ever be the mate of a monster . the monster who's name is Lucifer

HIGHEST RANK - #44 in werewolf (8th Nov 2016) "I don't think you understand. I own you; you are mine." He growled in her ear. "I-I rejected you." She whimpered and he chuckled darkly in her ear. "Poor Candy. Didn't you realise... you can't reject the blood alpha..." She felt his warm breath on her ear, "...and you can't run away from me." "I-I will never love you or do what you say, and I will run every opportunity I g-" His hand tightly grips her delicate neck. "You will obey me. I will have you. I don't care if I have to use you and abuse you, you will do as I say. And when I'm done..." ~ Legend says he is as evil as the devil. She is considered a fallen angel - sweet and innocent. He is Xavier. She is Candy. Candy fleas the pack in an attempt to rid herself of her abusive father. Becoming a rogue she has to search for a new pack. On her travels, she grows attached to her new life and companions. A life where an unbreakable bond forms, but what will happen when she finds out she is mates with the devil - the blood alpha. Not willing to let her escape him, he kidnaps her and keeps her hidden from the world - abusing her for his own personal gain. What will become of her? Will she ever escape? More importantly, what about the unbreakable bond from her new life? Will it save her? Or is she doomed for a life where she is mates with the devil? --- All Rights Reserved Copyright: 'Mates with the devil' including all its contents and associated content is COPYRIGHTED. All rights reserved by the owner and creator of this work, Popcorn Army. Any unauthorized copying, broadcasting, manipulation, distribution, printing or selling of this work constitutes as infringement of copyright. Any infringement of copyright is punishable by law. ***WARNING!!! Contains strong language. Read at your own risk! Also, some chapters are private, to read them you'll need to be following me.***

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.

2016 Watty Award Winner for Most VORACIOUS Read Sample only. This book is PUBLISHED! How do you tell yourself not to breathe? He is my mate, and she is his everything. But he chose her, against every single instinct that we both know. For that, I have been whipped, shunned, shamed, disgraced, and broken. All for one moment of madness, I could not control. After two years, I left, unable to bear the pain and loneliness anymore. That was then. This is now. I am back, and I am not the juvenile I was. I am now a fully grown female. I feel his eyes on me, but I can't. I won't. I shouldn't. Time has healed my wounds, but not the deep scars the whip seared into my flesh or his indifference to my heart. Each breath is a pain, and his scent overwhelms me. But I can smell her in it. He still will not give her up, despite his own body crawling with a deep, physical desire that only a mate can satisfy. I breathe: I exist, barely. I am a midwife. I bring life into a cruel world that haunts me every day, and the Doctor I work with is the only one in this pack who holds faith in me. He is the one person who stands up for me - and I feel light again when I am with him. What kind of life is this when two mates cannot be together, yet every part of their primal soul yearns for it infinitely? What kind of cruel moon would torture a she-wolf like this? I can't go on, but I must. Whatever happens, I must attend to my purpose and give my miserable life some meaning; perhaps I can snatch some joy in pieces, but now I see that he needs me - but he also wants her too. How do you tell yourself not to breathe?