"I am never going to love you," I hissed as I backed into the wall. "I will never let you touch me, mate me or make me yours. I hate you." His face lit up with a villainous grin as he rested his hands on the wall next to my head. "You say all those things," he growled lowly. "Yet I know what I do to you, I know how I make you feel, little mate." His hand cupped my cheek and I struggled to keep my eyes open as I clenched my jaw. "You will love me. You will let me touch you and I will mate you and make you mine." I trembled a little as his thumb ghosted over my lip and his eyes glowed harsh amber. My body felt like it was on fire. Why was he making it so hard to hate him? ~ When her pack is ravaged in a violent war, Ella struggles with the fact that her mate is the Alpha who initiated the attack on her pack, which killed her entire family. After being raised to hate the Jaxton Pack her whole life, Ella is torn with her desire to mate with the glorious looking wolf that is her mate, who has the ability to set her body alight with just a few words, or stay true to the beliefs she had grown up with.

There are moments when you think life is going one way and a major curveball sends you the complete opposite direction. That's me, standing in the rain, wondering how things went so terribly wrong. What do I need? To hide at my brother's house to lick my wounds. What do I get? My brother's roommate, sexy-as-sin best friend, Carter Kennedy. The cute, adventurous boy who was my teenage crush. The inspiring, irresistible man who will never be mine. But then things get complicated with fun-filled days and pleasure-filled nights. If Carter wasn't the most commitment-phobic person I know, I could consider the cliché of dating my brother's best friend. But he will never fit the husband checklist I made to find the man who will be my world, and I'm not willing to compromise on that. At least, that's the plan. [THE HUSBAND CHECKLIST IS NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON AND FREE TO READ IN KINDLE UNLIMITED. ENJOY THESE FIRST TWO CHAPTERS AS A SAMPLE. I HOPE YOU LOVE IT.]

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14