I flinch as his hand reaches to my face, and aggressively pulls down the cloak from my head. He surveys my tear stained face and jewelry all the way down to my dress. Then he speaks, "what's your name?" I open my mouth but no words come out. Fear grips me again. "I believe I asked you a question," his eyes grow darker. "Al-Alice" I whisper. His eyes wander outside to the window. "You will address me as 'your highness' and I do not tolerate mistakes. I will punish you and you will never forget to follow my orders. Do I make myself clear?" -------------------- In this world everybody has a soulmate. Two people that are meant to be together for the rest of their lives. Finding them isn't as hard as you'd think, since every two people that belong together have the same tattoo somewhere on their body. It is something you're born with, something that's meant to be. There is no doubt that these two people no matter the status or finances, belong together. Some grow up knowing their future soulmate, some find them later in life, but in the end they always belong together. Marrying someone, who isn't you soulmate is punishable here in my family's kingdom Lyria. My father always believed in the bond. But what if the bond isn't meant to be after all. Or could it be true that my soulmate is no other than darkness himself. That he's the heartless king our country is currently at war with. The one that leaves not even woman and children alive.... Ranks✨ #2 forced ~02.07.20 #2 heartless ~07.07.20 #91 fear ~09.07.20 #1 castle ~10.07.20 #1 obsession ~12.07.20 #1 royalty ~ 02.08.20 #1 hatelove ~02.08.20 #1 cruel ~02.08.20 #1 hate ~ 03.08.20 #1 princess ~ 10.08.20 #1 king ~ 26.11.20 #3 midieval ~ 22.12.20 #1 evil ~ 20.02.21 CAUTION This book contains violence and gore along with cursing. Also if you're triggered by domestic violence DONT READ THIS BOOK. Thanks. ❤️New rewritten addition is out now called Feared Crimson King❤️

From Golden Heart Finalist Alyson McLayne comes a new contemporary romance series following the boys of Saint Ignatius, who are all grown up and still fighting it out on the soccer field-and finding love in Sizzling, Sexy Santa Barbara. The clock is ticking for Sarika Dkany. After Sarika's childhood-friend-turned-lover walks out the door, she's determined to have everything Rafe wouldn't give her: a husband, a home, and children-even if it means forcing her broken heart to love someone else. Now her godmother's ill, and Rafe has returned to bring Sarika back to Santa Barbara-and back into his life. Except Sarika says she's over him. The clock is ticking for Rafael Fabrizio. For all of Rafe's trappings of success, he's a man wounded by his broken childhood and afraid to claim the only woman he's ever loved-until he discovers she plans to marry someone else. Facing a lifetime without her, Rafe vows to overcome his past and convince her he's capable of being the man she needs. But will Sarika trust him again with her heart? And is she willing to forgive the past and move into their new future?

How far will a father go to bend his son to his will? "If you marry this thing, consider yourself unworthy to be called my son!" Alex's father shouted pointing towards Gabriela Montes. "I never thought you would stoop so low..... ---------- Alex saw his fathers gaze trained on Gaby and his son as he looked at her with disgust and hatred. Stepping away from his position in front of the other guard, he went to shield his family from his fathers intense gaze. "Stay away from my family," he said in a tone that could have easily frozen hell a thousand times. His father scoffed saying, "Which family. All I can see is a whore and a bastard." "Sir I have shown you nothing but respect. You can say all you want about me for all I care, but don't you ever refer to my son as a bastard. I don't care if you are a high and mighty king, just keep in mind that dynamite comes in small packages, hence do not be fooled by the little woman you see before you," she said in a tone that could easily scare of even a lion. "So the tramp can speak," Dione scoffed. Read on to find out what happens ;-)

Highest ranking #55 in Romance Highest ranking #244 in General Fiction. "You call yourself a man. How dare you lay your filthy hands on me. I would rather die than breathe the same air as you," Ruvarashe said taking a few steps away from Lorenzo. "You are mine and I can very much touch you whenever I want. Your father was very compliant when I handed over your bride-price and I must say you are quiet a treasure in his eyes." "My father would not stoop so low, how dare your lie!" She said in bewilderment. "Well you are now mine. So pack everything you deem important, we leave for my home in the next fifteen minutes," he said looking at his watch. "You will have to drag me out of here," she said defiantly holding her head up higher. "Listen to me my dear. You should be ecstatic that I just married you. You are now in the shoes many women have only dreamed of filling. Now we will make this marriage work as long as you give me one thing." She scoffed at his arrogance and pompous attitude before asking, "What do you want?" "Your body," he simply stated standing in front of her. The loud slap was the only sound heard in the room as his eyes turned a shade darker. "I would rather become a nun, that be with the likes of you," she said storming out of the room.

"If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?" William Shakespeare ------------------------------------------- Highest ranking #103 in Romance Highest ranking #51 in General Fiction Thrown out of her home by the man she thought loved her. Now homeless, pregnant with a three year old in tow, what would Melinda do to provide for her children when he had stolen from her the one thing she had worked so hard to build. Hatred, anger and pain were her tormentors as she walked out of her home. Replaced by a nonentity she had discovered truly existed after discarding all the rumors. Lincoln Shields, the epitome of perfection every woman's dream, but his heart belonged to only one person. His childhood friend who he hadn't seen in fifteen years due to circumstances beyond their control. How would she react when he told her his true feelings. ----------- "Wait were are you going?" I asked her shifting in my seat. "Out. Don't speak to me until you tell me the real reason you brought us here a week earlier that planned. I trusted you to get married out of the blue. Now all I want is this one thing, just the truth. You and I both know we didn't need to get married to come here, you could have used work as an excuse, not a honeymoon," she said angrily making me flinch in my seat. ~~~~~ "I would give anything if you were two people, so I could call up the one who is my friend and tell her about the one I like so much," he whispered. "I am in love with you Mel," he said softly.

Two lands, one much richer than the other. A betrothal is suggested. Wolfe and Raven are to be married, or at least that is what Sparrow believes when she arrives to wish her sister well. The betrothal is broken and Sparrow is bound by honour to find another solution to unite the two lands. An offer is given but she is too stubborn to accept. But she may have met her match. Wolfe will do anything to get his own way. Their story is only just beginning... 28/12/16 #2 highest rating (Book One of the Honour series)

He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

A billionaire met a runaway bride. Their first meeting was literally filled with fire and explosion! In an accident where fate and destiny propelled them toward each other. Highest ranking: #1 Chicklit - April 5, 2017 ChickLit ranking: #37 - March 25, 2018 #35 - March 22, 2018 #4 - December 11, 2017

Someone once said, 'A muse can be a mirror: a reflection of the artist's desires, anxieties, dreams, and needs'. Right now, I was his muse. I was his desire. I was his anxiety. I was his dream. I was his need. I was his love. ______________________ Trapped under her rich mother's pile of ambitions, Dawn Riviera is failing at life. Silas Dale? He's a distant dream from her high school days whose only purpose is to keep Dale Enterprises safe from his very own brother Adrian Dale. And Adrian Dale? He's a walking contradiction whose purpose is to sink Silas down in any way he can or that's what it looks like from the outside. There's bad blood between these brothers and they always want the same thing. As kids, their father's undivided affection and attention. As adults, Dawn Riviera. Silas is neat, disciplined, utterly empty while having no plans to fall in love whatsoever- until the night Dawn comes to his life, as a tangle of pale limbs and a whirl of long chestnut hair. Both of them being intoxicated, find themselves on Dawn's parent's bed. All's shot to hell when Adrian hires her as his top writer in Wild-house Publishers, his years of hard-work. Both brothers are determined to keep her as his own but not include her in their cutthroat world. Thrown into their black & white world, Dawn finds strokes of colors and unforeseen creativity. Will she be able to understand the meaning behind Silas's paintings or Adrian's choice of words? And the brothers, will they be able to resist the storm of emotions inside them and keep Dawn safe from their own demons? Will the artist and his muse find love? Here's to A Match Made in Hell. Copyright © 2016. All Rights Reserved.