"You should have learnt not disobey me by now," he snarled. "And you should have learnt I don't do what people say, especially if they don't ask nicely." He brought his lips to my ear "Oh sweetheart, don't forget who you are talking to. I am in control here. You will do what I say. Understand?" "I thought mates were supposed to be equals." Running a thumb along my cheek, he stared deep into my eyes. "Not when your mate is the most powerful Alpha in the world." Leonardo Loren - a notorious womanizer and feared Alpha. He could have anything and anyone he liked. Until he met Ella. Fiercely independent, strong-willed and hugely unafraid, she was was unique. And she was everything he hated. With a kind heart and an abundance of empathy, Ella is in dismay at the murder and destruction he remorselessly commits. So when she learns she is the mate of such a cruel man, she sets about changing him. Determined not to give him what he craves until he is a better man, she stays true to her fierce nature and resists his attempts to domineer her. But as an Alpha, he is stubborn to change and unwilling to listen to a mere girl, furious that she even dares to question him. So he forces her into his pack and tries to crush her spirit. Twisted games, manipulation, dangerous seduction. No tactic is off the table for Leonardo. But will Ella persevere and thaw his cold heart? Or will she crumble under those dark, handsome eyes like every woman before her? This book is intended for 15+ audiences. This is a sample of the full version found on Smashwords :)

Two troubled souls find solace and comfort in the arms of each other, brought together by the force and higher power of god himself. Elisabetta is the niece of Chloe decker and Daniel Espinoza. After the death of her parents at age eight, dying and murdered mercilessly by her corrupted birth father who is a known cop-killer, Chloe had made a promise to raise her niece as though she is her own daughter. To protect her from the evil and danger that lurks in every corner of the world. Lucifer Morningstar is an aristocratic and promiscuous man. He indulged in women, men, and drank away his troubles. He came to earth to evade the responsibility of ruling over hell. What he least expected to happen is to meet Elisabetta decker. ®️ Rights reserved. MATURE THEMES & DARK REFERENCES IN BOOK. ( Mentions of kidnapping/abduction, abuse, suicidal ideation, fantasy violence, mature themes such as sex and other forms of sexual references.) Slow updates.

#7 in vampire #1 in queen The world has gotten boring to him after living for many centuries, through many generations. He thought of it as a curse. His gift was anything but a gift, in his opinion. He loved killing people. He always has. He enjoyed seeing the life being drained out of them, quite literally. He always drank every last drop of their life essence, he didn't have mercy. Though he was the king there was something he could never have unlike others of his kind. A soulmate. He hadn't been turned or born from vampire parents. No, he was born a monster from human parents. The first of his kind. Why he was born like it, he didn't know. He didn't care. All he knew was that he wanted to die already, since he had no mate to look forward to. He lived because he couldn't die, at least not physically. He had no reason to live, but many reasons to die and even though he tried many times by many methods, none of them suceeded. He staked himself, on multiple occasions. It felt like a needle piercing his skin. He hung himself. He didn't die, but he hung there, very much conscious. He went on the gillotine. It made his body dissapear and reappear in the same spot he was born in. He took his heart out. He grew one back. He bled out. His blood regenerated. He used silver stakes. They burned his flesh. He overdosed. It did nothing since drugs, alcohol and other dangerous things do absolutely nothing to him, except get him under the influence to a certain level. But none of them filled the emptiness in his heart. He just needed her. But all he got were unimportant girls he used and forgot about. He never felt anything for them. He couldn't. But then on that day while he was walking around a small town's forest, he felt the emptiness slowly being filled up a bit. He stood there in shock. He couldn't believe it. He almost cried of happiness, right then and there. He had her. He had a mate. His mate. His one and only mate. His Queen.

(COMPLETED) Antonio Giordano, for what I've known him, he was a vicious and dangerous Capo of Chicago city. After the death of his father he got to look after the city. My father sold me for his status now I am sold to Antonio under a business deal. Antonio forcefully married me. "You are my darling wife now." He whispers in my ear, my heart picks a rate at his closeness with my body. "Does it makes any difference?" I roll my eyes and take a step backward. He chuckles while taking a step forward, "it means now I can do whatever I want with you." His hand runs on my cheek making me shiver. What happens when a dominant mafia falls for a sinless girl? | This is a dark mafia Romance and contains mature contents. Read at your own risk. |

Lila Simmons had plans - to escape her toxic home, graduate quietly, maybe disappear for good. But all of that ended the night her drunk, abusive father signed her life away to pay his gambling debts. He didn't just give her away-he sold her. To Antonio Russo. The world's most powerful, ruthless, and feared mafia king. A man who owns half the world, and now... her. Lila becomes his. His property. His responsibility. His problem. But the more she resists, the more Antonio is drawn in. Because she's not like the others. And for the first time in his cruel, calculated life... Antonio Russo doesn't want to break her. He wants to keep her. But love doesn't come easy when your world is built on control, secrets, enemies, and war.

If you throw a rogue wolf into a pack, what do you get? Certainly, not a Luna. Kaia Aalish, rogue-born, must outrun the repercussions of her murderous past to become the fated Luna of Caedes, but that does not appear to be her true intention. __________________________________ "You're killing me," I moaned, tugging on his shirt which irritatingly still stood between us. He got the hint. Before I really had time to even acknowledge the sculpted muscle bound to his well-defined body, his shirt was on the floor, and his lips found mine. The kiss was in no way gentle. Lust burned at the tips of our tongues, each of them fighting for dominance over one another. His hands were just beginning to fiddle with the button of my jeans when the door was thrown open. Both of our attentions shot to the door with a now very broken doorknob. Though, that wasn't really what I was interested in. Oh, no. My mind was focused on a very real problem--that I was laying on a bed with a man I had only met maybe three hours ago while, simultaneously, staring into the dark eyes of my mate. Highest Ranking: #4 in Werewolf 6/23/17 Completed: 8/10/2020 © All Rights Reserved 2016

Ethereal Romanoav, nineteen. Just like her name, she was a breath of heaven on earth, too innocent, too untouched, and too unaware of the darkness that waited beyond her walls. Her beauty was the kind poets lost sleep over. Her eyes, a deep crystalline blue. People whispered she was the most beautiful girl in the world, a jewel born once in centuries. When Ethereal was barely one year old, her beloved mother, Queen Sera Roman, died of a sudden illness. And within two months, her father, King David Roman, married the Princess of Kazi, Phina. After that marriage, everything changed. Phina was threatened, terrified, of the girl who would one day surpass every beauty in the realm. So David Roman locked his daughter away. At one and a half years old, Ethereal was placed inside an isolated tower. Too small to understand, too pure to fight back. For there was monster wearing a crown. Alexandra Drakaris. Thirty-two. The King of Kings. The ruler whose bloodline had conquered kingdoms. People called him The Beast. It was said his very shadow could silence a battlefield. Rumours whispered he stole women, used them, burned empires for pleasure. Queens feared him. Kings bowed. But the truth? He had never touched a single woman. No lovers. No partners. No queen. Alexandra lived alone in a fortress carved from cold, merciless stone, just like his heart. Dangerous, deadly, ruthless. He was a monster of power. Standing at six feet two, built like a warrior sculpted by the gods, he looked every bit the beast the world painted him to be. Yet his light brown eyes held storms-battles, betrayals, pain. Love made you weak. And Alexandra could not afford weakness. He took kingdoms. He crushed armies. He conquered power-nothing else. But the world did not know the truth: The beauty King Roman hid away was the only thing Alexandra would ever desire. His ethereal romanoav His little one.. ..... Give it a try.....

Raven Rose Kelly doesn't need saving. She's twenty-three, broke, drowning in debt, raising her little brother alone in a shitty trailer, and working herself to the bone just to keep food on the table. She's tired, angry, sharp-mouthed, and too damn stubborn to let anyone close. Ali Vitelli doesn't ask permission. Ex-gangster. Heir to dirty money. Dangerous, obsessive, and used to taking whatever the hell he wants. The moment he lays eyes on Raven-fiery, beautiful, with a mouth that could cut glass-he's hooked. She calls him a creep, spits venom at him, and yet he's already made up his mind. She's his. What starts as stalking in the shadows turns into something neither of them can control-an obsession laced with lust, rage, and secrets too heavy to carry. Raven is a storm Ali can't put out. Ali is a danger Raven can't escape. But when survival has always meant keeping her guard up, will Raven let herself fall? And when Ali swears to protect her-whether she wants it or not-will his love free her... or cage her?

~Wattys 2025 Winner~ BLOODLINES: THE BLOOD WITCH Book One of the Bloodlines Trilogy When Morgan Doran inherits her family's ancestral estate, she expects dust, secrets, and maybe a little madness-not a haunting, a legacy of forbidden power, and a warlock sworn to kill her. But Callum Rook isn't just any warlock. Bound by blood and prophecy, he arrives at the castle with a mission-to stop the rise of the last Blood Witch. Yet Morgan is nothing like the monster he was raised to fear. She is human. Fierce. Magnetic. And when he chooses love over legacy, everything unravels. As Morgan's powers awaken, ancient forces rise to claim her. Her bloodline carries not only the power to destroy, but the memory of betrayal, sacrifice, and a curse that spans generations. The deeper she falls for Callum, the more dangerous their love becomes. With enemies closing in and her destiny hurtling toward a tragic end, Morgan must decide: will she accept her fate, or rewrite it in fire and blood? Darkly romantic, chillingly magical, and emotionally devastating-Bloodline: The Blood Witch is a gothic fantasy of love, power, and the price of defying prophecy.

Gabriella thought surviving her old life would be enough. She was wrong. Haunted by dreams of the fallen angel Cassiel-dreams that seduce, taunt, and tempt her with forbidden eternity-Gabriella begins to question everything she knows about who she is, and what she is becoming. With Stefan at her side, she journeys across Kansas, Nebraska, Rhode Island, and Boston in search of the truth about her origins, uncovering secrets buried in blood and scripture. But answers only bring more danger: the revelation of her adoption, the mystery of her parents, and whispers of a divine lineage too dark to name. As Cassiel's shadow presses closer, Stefan's jealousy and possessive love ignite like wildfire. Gabriella longs for immortality-freedom, power, forever-but Stefan refuses to damn her. And while his heart rages with devotion, Cassiel offers everything Stefan denies. Torn between two eternities, Gabriella is left with choices that could shatter her soul. Choices that threaten to tear Stefan from her grasp. Choices that may awaken something ancient inside her-a truth that cannot be silenced. Can their love survive the secrets? Can they survive each other? Or will desire damn them both? In this second installment of Confessions Trilogy, love burns hotter, darker, and deadlier than ever. Passion becomes war, and salvation comes at a price no mortal-or immortal-should have to pay. --- From the dark streets of New Orleans to the vast cornfields of Kansas and Nebraska, shadowed halls of a cursed manor in Providence, and a sacred castle north of Boston, temptation and danger stalk them at every turn. Old enemies return. New betrayals cut deep. And as ancient powers close in, Gabriella and Stefan must decide if their love can withstand not just death- ...but damnation itself. Obsession. Betrayal. Desire. Some sins can't be forgiven.