With crushed dreams and a heavy heart, Isabelle Walsh becomes the wife of New York City millionaire Sebastian Everett. On the surface, her rich and beautiful husband is the embodiment of every girl's dream, but Isabelle will learn just how deceiving looks can be. By the time she discovers there is real danger hidden behind those captivating green eyes and thick layers of sophisticated appearance, it is too late to escape Sebastian's cruelty. Without a thread of compassion, he shows her the true meaning of hell, making it abundantly clear her fragile feelings mean nothing to him. But life has strange ways of playing with one's fate. In an intriguing turn of events, the same man who had once shattered her to pieces, suddenly starts treating her with extreme care and swears there will be no more pain. Isabelle has been tricked too many times to believe him, but the devil she bargained with refuses to give up on his mission to earn her forgiveness as well as her heart. While Sebastian unfolds from a monster into Prince Charming right before her eyes, Isabelle finds herself falling under his spell and getting closer to making a choice that might be fatal for both of them. The beautiful cover was made by @rosesandpromises

"I'll take her." he finally said after some minutes of pondering. "Are you sure, Lord Dalrymph? There are other pets from which you can buy." the pet master said as he pointed to the other cages of obedient humans. Why the hell is he trying to make him change his mind!?! "Yeah, I'm sure." the vampire lord repeated himself. I chuckled a bit at his answer and my smirk grew larger and larger as I said, "Are you sure? I scratch and bite." "Ohh sweetie, you'll crawl and beg too." he promised as it was his turn to smirk. He brought his hand to my cage and stroked my cheek, without me flinching, while he continued to look at me with his intense stare. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The year is 2045 and the mystic creatures took over the world. Humans are treated pitilessly and cruelly by vampires. They are kept in cages, in the pet shop, waiting to be bought by a vampire to call him 'master'. Grace is a human who lost her family when only a child. She witnessed their death and now is seeking revenge, killing off multiples of vampires and trying to find the murderer of her family. Lord Alexander Dalrymph is a vampire who buys pets for merely entertainment and the pleasure of breaking them. However, upon entering the pet shop one day, he decides to buy an unbreakable human; Grace. What will happen to Grace when she'll be bought again? Will she kill her tenth master as well? Will she become an obedient pet? Or will something else happen? Will she fall in love? But more importantly, will she be able to accept the fact that she loves a vampire, the same race that killed her family? WARNING: This story contains scenes that may disturb readers such as sexual scenes or blood scenes. You've been warned. Book cover by bellisima_april

She is just a good girl trying to impress her parents. He is a bad boy who only joined this website so he could get a couple of bucks. He has tattoos, a bad attitude, smokes, has no care in the world and has a horrible past back in England. He can't stand her because she is a little spoiled brat who listens to everything her parents tell her. She can't stand him because of his mockery and stupid sarcastic comments. It's hard to hate someone who has a panty dropping smile, someone who awakes all your sexual desires, someone who changes you into the best version of yourself. Live your life like everyday is the last and one day you will be right. Previously Known as Rent a Christian boyfriend.

"How dare you!!" His stare and cold voice made me step back with fear scared of what he will do "You clumsy woman!! Keep those disgusting hands of yours steady or go die somewhere!! How dare you hurt her!! Do you even know who she is!!" "Alessandro..stop..it's alright.." Andrea pleaded from behind but he continued "Lowlives like you don't even deserve to step into a place like this bit we were generous to offer you this job....but You being an ungrateful brat couldn't do one thing right.......Hell you can't even walk properly how come you were hired for this job!!" Endless tears were flowing down my cheeks as he continued to reprimand me "Alessandro..please...stop" "No Andrea I will not stop..can't you see what she did.....You are too innocent and generous... you don't know girls like her.....they envy you and when they can't compete against you they engage in these dirty tactics .....bloody disgusting people...." I looked up into his eyes ....my eyes asking him if this is what he thought of me... I was never this low... How could he even think I did this deliberately! "Oh my god...your hand..." Andrea said looking at my hand I looked down to see my entire hand turned red with blisters everywhere. I felt numb earlier but now as I saw my wound I started feeling the suppressed pain I was controlling. My tears betrayed me not just because of his words but also from the pain of my burn. Andrea rushed towards me with a worried look on her face "Maria..bring ..the coolant hurry..we need to call the doctor.." She was something else So pure and caring My eyes lifted to see Ando He had a expression I couldn't decipher His eyes were fixed on my burn but I couldn't tell if he was worried or not. But soon that expression was gone as he turned around and left. I looked at his retreating back wondering since when did he become so heartless. Everything is fair in love and war And this my friends is a war of broken hearts. Also on Amazon #19 romance 12/9/2020

A common soldier. A monstrous being. What all could occur if the two were to cross paths? Csilla. A just adulting soldier forced into fighting a war whose result is already predetermined. A war her side was fated to lose. An enemy she was assigned to kill. A creature her race was taught to fear. The rage of war spiked in the air, she marched into battle with a mission forced in her mind- destroy the head of the enemy. What happens if she fails? **Note that this book contains torture scenes, brutality, mature scenes, violence, harsh language and a lot of fiction. Kindly use your imagination and refrain reading if you are faint hearted.**

A NOVEL ON STOCKHOLM SYNDROME BOOK 2 OF A THREE BOOK SERIES *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains scenes that some readers may find disturbing... and also slightly annoying. "Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?" she asked and returned to her seat once again. "I don't think so, her father and uncle deserve to go to jail." My answer extracted a smile from her like she was proud of my response. "My name is Christine; I am a renowned medico-legal psychotherapist. Been in the business for over twenty years and that is what a case of Stockholm syndrome looks like. In my years of experience, we see situations similar to this but its our job to help the victims realize" "Wow..." I started, really amazed at what she had said and what her work entails. I was only concerned why they locked me in a room with a psychotherapist "it must be difficult at times" I added. "yeah, its difficult every time" she laughed "but today isn't about me, I have a question for you." There was a brief pause in between before she carried on "Does Hunter deserve to go to jail?"

A NOVEL ON STOCKHOLM SYNDROME BOOK 1 OF A THREE BOOK SERIES *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains scenes that some readers may find disturbing... and also slightly annoying. "Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?" she asked and returned to her seat once again. "I don't think so, her father and uncle deserve to go to jail." My answer extracted a smile from her like she was proud of my response. "My name is Christine; I am a renowned medico-legal psychotherapist. Been in the business for over twenty years and that is what a case of Stockholm syndrome looks like. In my years of experience, we see situations similar to this but its our job to help the victims realize" "Wow..." I started, really amazed at what she had said and what her work entails. I was only concerned why they locked me in a room with a psychotherapist "it must be difficult at times" I added. "yeah, its difficult every time" she laughed "but today isn't about me, I have a question for you." There was a brief pause in between before she carried on "Does Hunter deserve to go to jail?"

diana ambrose had always been neglected of her talents and achievements while her twin brother, reign ambrose, had been shown off to practically everyone. never had the ambrose parents paid attention to their daughter, always putting their sons needs before hers seemed as a norm to them. as reign was considered the popular jock that was adored by everyone and diana was just some girl in every performing arts class, in comes reign's best friend, thomas. thomas was considered a trouble maker, never really taking notice of diana unless it was to bully and tease her that was until one night everything began slowly changing starting with diana being stranded at school and having no choice but to call the one person she'd never think of... "why are there so many cars here.." thomas mumbled to himself, his brows furrowed together in confusion. diana meekly shrugged, "probably some play or something.." she muttered in response as she glanced around at the school parking lot, a small smile tugging at her lips as she knew these people came to see her then slowly her smile fell knowing that her parents hadn't even taken the time to listen to her about her big night and instead went to her brothers football game. lowercase intended. Not my best work, pretty young when I wrote it :)

"I-I'll call the Chief of Police." I threatened. He raised his eyebrows at me in amusement. I didn't understand why he found my warning so funny, I was dead serious. I had the Chief of Police of London's number on my fridge and I wasn't afraid to use it. "Call him." Officer Scott dared with that notorious smirk, "and tell him that Caleb says hello." "Fuck you." I snarled angrily. I never cursed. Never. IF I ever did curse, that familiar taste of soap would fill my mouth. Even if my mother wasn't there to force soap down my throat, she had instilled such an obsessive adherence to cursing in me, that I rarely did it. And just as I thought, as soon as I spoke the bitter word, that disgusting taste filled my mouth. But I couldn't help it. He wasn't even taking my threat seriously. No one had ever made me feel as incompetent, and small, and worthless, and insubstantial as Officer Scott did. And he clearly had ties to people in high up places. My threat to call his boss did nothing to even cause him to falter. He didn't even think twice about it. It was as if he was completely untouchable. "Are you offering?" He leaned towards me. I crossed my arms over my chest with an angry huff. "You're such an-" "Pull up you shirt." His husky voice interrupted me. My eyes fluttered in surprise at his abrupt request and I was suddenly at loss for words. "What.... N-no!" I shook my head to further convey my point. Officer Scott loomed over me and tsked. "Now, now, Summer." He patronized. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After fleeing her home on her eighteenth birthday, Summer "Red" Redwood finds herself in London, where she meets Officer Caleb Scott. Caleb Scott is a jerk. Summer Redwood had the pleasure of finding that out every single time he pulled her over to harass her. But she has other issues to worry about, and running away isn't an option. Not this time.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you really going to put your own mate in prison?" I wrapped my hands around the cold steel bars that separated us only slightly. Even in the dimly lit, musty jail I watched Azrael's stoic face upturn into a smug, sadistic smile. "You seem to forget, mate." His words riddled with venom, "Without me you are nothing." I gripped the bars painfully harder as I was unable to anything else, my knuckles turning white. I shook my head defiantly even as hot tears silently rolled down my cheeks. "I own you." Azrael leaned closer and reached his arm between the bars, grabbing ahold of my face before I could pull away. He tilted his head as he used his thumb to stroke my tear stained cheek. "There isn't a breath you breathe that doesn't belong to me and no amount of your little magic will ever change that." oOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo The Moon Goddess played a cruel joke when She paired Azrael and Mercy as mates. The Alpha of Death and a girl with magical healing abilities were doomed before they even met. The two were the exact foil of the other, they were magnets constantly repelling away from one another. Then why was it, no matter what the Mercy or Azrael did...They couldn't stay away. Mercy and the Merciless Alpha.