"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.

*COMPLETED* BOOK 2 of the BLOOD MOON PACK SERIES Noah Maverick was the beta of the Blood Moon Pack and also was committed into an arranged marriage in order to prevent a war. He was a ruthless wolf. He would kill without hesitation, he is fiercely loyal to his pack, and is ferociously protective of those he loves. However on the journey to his fiancé's pack, he gets attacked and left for dead. Found by a female wolf, who was luckily a healer, an electrifying and consuming connection sparked. He was drawn to her. He wanted her with all of his black heart. But secrets are to be revealed about their connection. Will Noah get to have what he truly wants? He has been committed to a promise in order for there to be peace. Will Noah listen to his heart? Or will he do his Beta duty? ___________________________________ This is BOOK 2 of the BLOOD MOON PACK SERIES. ******************************************

• completed • She was just the silent girl, the girl with a broken past, the girl who was too naive and too innocent, but to him she was his world. #227 in Romance. 30/12/2017.

Mature audiences only please ❤️ " get in the car Ellie" Jax was pissed off. I had been acting like a child. As I walk in the pouring rain , arms crossed I ignored him. " fuck off jax" I yell at him as my tears mix with the rain that collided against my face. " I'm going to count to ten and if you aren't in the car by then I'm going to spank your ass red" he growls out at me. I bit my lip. I always loved it when he was so dominating over me , well , sometimes. " what don't you get Jax !? I'm tired of you controlling my life! I can't even have friends because of you! Leave. Me. Alone." As I continued walking down the side walk the car came to a stop and I heard the door slam. My arm was caught in his hand as he pulled me to face him. He caught my chin with his other hand as he stared me straight in the eyes. " I'm protecting what's mine" he growled at me , pressing his lips harshly against mine as I pushed him away. He had enough. He threw me over his shoulder , taking me to the car as I sulked. Loving Jax was thing hardest thing I would ever do , but it was oh so worth it. WARNING : very mature content. If you don't like vulgarity , smut and daddy kinks , this is not for you ;)

***Sequel to 'Roses for Rachel'*** Everything has changed, and the stakes are twice as high. Rachel's story continues.....

❝when the sun goes down the beast comes out❞ Highest Ranking: General Fiction #2 // Werewolf: #2 ~ He's the reason werewolves lock their doors. She's the reason that they feel safe around him. Katya is a werewolf who runs the pack with her older brother, but when rogue clans threaten them from all around- they have no choice but to issue a meeting with a race that is superior in the werewolf world; Lycans. They represent the ultimate form of a werewolf, built for speed, agility and strength- they are a force beyond reckoning. Attending the meeting with her brother, Katya comes across the last person she thought she would meet- Stark Xerxes, the acclaimed "Alpha of the Lycans" But that's not the end of it: she's his mate. Stark Xerxes is incapable of love, or so he thought. Struggling between his dark and haunting past and the ever-so beautiful present, he finds himself at a crossroads. Give Katya himself, broken and bruised? Or wait until the right moment? Unfortunately for Stark, his past is not only haunting him, but catching up to him. An old rival seeks revenge against Stark, and he's set on Katya as his target. Highest Ranking: General Fiction #2 // Werewolf: #2 *SEQUEL IS LUNA* *SPIN OFF BOOKS ARE THE"Lovers"AND"Legacy"*

"Get the fuck out of my house!" my dad shouted. "Gladly. But, before I go, I have just one thing to say; you've never been a good father. You've always treated Poppy and her mother like absolute shit." "You know nothing about being a father, you little prick!" "Yeah? Well, your innocent little girl calls me daddy when I fuck her from behind, so that's close enough for me," Knox spat before hauling me out of my seat and leaving. *** Ever since Poppy Nicole was little, she's been a shy girl with a heart of pure gold. Her innocence is glaringly obvious and she has nothing but the best intentions for everyone on her mind. Everyone has always loved the sweet-minded girl. Knox Carmichael is Charleston, South Carolina's resident bad boy and infamous hell-raiser. He's been on a first-name basis with law enforcement since the young age of ten-years-old. Before his parents became fed up and sent him away to military school when he was fourteen, one of Knox's favorite pass times was taunting his one and only Poppy. Poppy's life was going great. Fantastic even. She was accepted into the local university aside her best friend - and Knox's little sister - Kiara and she couldn't wait to get a start on her nursing studies. But then life takes a turn for the worst as the devil himself shows up unannounced to their dorm just as the girls are unpacking their belongings. Poppy hopes that Knox has grown up and put an end to his torturous ways. If only she knew just how wrong she actually was. If only she knew he was back for one thing, and one thing only. To take what is, and always has been, rightfully his; Poppy. COPYRIGHT AuthorrUnknown ALL RIGHTS RESERVED **STORY WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND SEXUAL THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** Hit 1 Million on 11/25/16, Highest Ranking: #1 in Drama Cover by Loutka

His hands went through her hair slowly, grabbing it softly as he whispers "Mine." The two of them were standing in the rain outside the gas station. Soon later, the guy was gone in a flash without leaving any signs behind. *** (Non-Edited) All Rights Reserved Date Started: December 6, 2015 Date Ended: March 16, 2016

If you ever met Jezzabelle Lemana you'd think she was a nice, sweet, loving person with the perfect life. But some things are not what they seem. This 17 year old is trying her best to get out of her senior year of high school without having to remember the fact that she's being abused by her stepmother and father at home. She built a wall so high that no one can ever know about her or her past. But what happens when someone breaks it down? Emmet King is the leader of the most wanted gang in the streets of Detroit. He is heartless and forgot about love ever since what happened to him in the past. Everyone fears him with respect when he walks past. What happens when these two collide? And Emmet makes what he wants his?! The only thing I heard when he towers over me is the word 'mine' ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ Highest Ranking: #18 Gangleader 11/14/22 Highest Ranking: #28 in Romance 12/25/17