Jassi, a rouge, travels across the states in the search for her mates. However, she does not search for one mate, instead she search for four mates. When she does find them, her weight comes in the way. Will Jassi claim her mates or let them be and not let her weight hold her down? PREVIOUS ACCOUNT KNOWN AS ggjjss1311 REWRITE---MAJOR EDITING MAKING IT BETTER AND DESCRIPTIVE

Lena Lenkov was born into the world of organized crime. The daughter of a high ranking captain of the Russian mob, all her life she's been surrounded by blood and violence. Her father always did his best to shield her from the harsh truths of his world, but it all becomes far too real the day she discovers her parents butchered bodies in their summerhome. Feeling lost and despaired, Lena can't seem to move on with her life until she finds the person responsible for her parents murder. The life she had been building for herself outside of the organization, is far from the world she steps into when she turns to the one man she trusts to help her seek justice, Dmitri Volkov, the most feared man in the Russian mob.

It is a well-established fact amongst those who lurk the criminal underworld that love is nothing more than a weakness. It is a weakness that those who want to destroy you will take advantage of in order to bring you down to your knees in the dirt at their feet, with the barrels of their guns pressed against the skin of your temple, ready to end your life with one meaningless flick of their finger. However, Vittorio Lucente, the Don of the most influential and notorious crime family the underworld has ever known, quickly learns that love is an emotion beyond his vast control, and that the moment he starts to fall for the broken beauty behind the bar, it is impossible for him to just stop. Rose feels as though she is a shell of who she could be, having had to live a life where violence and pain was thrust upon her the moment she was born, but that doesn't stop her from falling deeper and deeper into a world where brutality is almost as normal as needing oxygen to live. Rose has her thorns, and yet Vittorio is still all too willing to take a firm grip on her and risk his very own blood being drawn, just so long as he can keep her safe away from those wanting to hurt her. They both have their enemies and they not only threaten to tear the two of them apart, but they also threaten to completely shatter both of their worlds. - A/N - I started this book in 2015, and I'm continuing it in 2020. This is also likely to be the first out of a two book series. Warning: There will be violence and mention of abuse, sexual abuse, drugs, alcohol and sex. Author's Note: This is my first original story and these are my own characters.

The world is at war, and the country is divided. The supernatural have made themselves known and The United States exists no more. The West is controlled by the Lycans and Declan is their King. Humans have taken refuge in the East. However, there is no peace as they each have betrayed one another. The Lycans have slowly started taking over the East and are ready to form an alliance, The Humans have a plan of their own to keep the Lycans away, and protect their females. That is until the Declan catches the scent of one human female who drives him feral. Lexi's desire to escape both worlds and live on her own terms will bring both kingdoms crashing down. Lexi's whole life has been filled with stories of the monsters who roam the forests, but soon she realizes the real monsters hide in plain sight.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...