"She is dangerous." They warned. "Now is she?....just a regular werewolf." "It isn't that simple and you aren't so naive but we trust King Hades that you will not break the rules of nature for her." He smirked "Trust gets you deceived." #35 werewolf *No toxic relationship*

Naledi Amunet is a shy and quiet werewolf who spends her days reading and studying about the ancient culture of Rome after being shunned by her entire pack for being overly intelligent. When she is chosen to study under her professor on the topic of Roman Polytheism, she thinks that her life is finally taking a turn for the better. But when a sudden turn for the worse transports her to the land of the Gods, not only will she find out the truth behind her kind, she'll also find her mate. A mate that once was a cold blooded murderer and warrior. Can she push past her own boundaries and find love with a heartless warrior wolf? And what happens when the Gods of Rome meet modern day werewolves? This is book one to my Gods of Rome series. Please enjoy!

A Hades/Persephone retelling. How often do you catch yourself wondering how somebody's touch would feel? How soft their hands would be as they caressed your entire form, how sweet their lips would taste when they descended down to yours, how diabolic the touch would become as the hands would drift lower and lower? Persephone often wondered the same thing. [...] She saw the nymph playfully push the satyr down on the soft grass before straddling him, the sheer fabric of her garment highlighting her graceful movements. She heard her giggling and the satyr's amused growls and her green eyes widened when she saw the satyr's hand wander underneath the nymph's skirt. Perhaps, she should have left the moment she realised what she had stumbled upon. Perhaps, she should have return to her field of lilies and picked some flowers for her mother, Demeter. Perhaps, she should have but she didn't. ❁❁❁ In which the dreadful King of the Underworld steals the daughter of Spring. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.

Based off the original Greek myth: Hades pushes me up against the wall. His breath fanning over my neck as I push against his chest. "Don't pretend Persephone." He mumbles pressing his lips to my neck. "You have feelings for me, I can see it." He continues to assault my neck trailing kisses lower. "Your mother or Apollo can't take you away," He says in between kisses. Hades makes his way back to my jawline. "Because despite what you say you don't want to leave." His blue eyes stare into mine. His lips come crashing down on mine: my first kiss.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘏𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘈𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰'𝘴. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥.

" But sweetheart, if I looked like an old man, how would I have gotten all the women?" ~ Amira Ellingson just wants to get through college alive and become an artist that she dreamed of becoming since she was four. She was prepared for the endless amount of homework, frat parties that her outgoing best friend would probably force her to go, and running on caffeine for ninety percent of the time. But nothing could have prepared her for him: Zeus. After a weird encounter with this man, Amira can't stop but wonder about him. A man with enthralling dark blue eyes, beautiful face, and an incredible body, not many can resist his charm. Amira is pulled under the world that she could have never prepared herself for.

The three fates can only determine the fates of mortals. But that's never stopped them from intertwining the fates of mortals with the lives of the gods. Especially when they notice that their dear brother Thanatos is a little bit lonely.

Eons ago, he was torn asunder. Will a romance with a human restore him to glory? Ancient Greece. Eros wants it all back. Determined to return to his rightful throne as ruler of the world, the God of Love searches for his lost soulmate so he may once again be whole. But when he's sent on a mission of vengeance, the scheming deity is stunned to discover the mortal object of his vendetta is the very woman he's been seeking. Psyche hates her own beauty. Tormented by a jealous Aphrodite and uncertain who she can trust, the vulnerable peacemaker is caught off-guard by a stranger's sudden courtship. And though he whisks her to a private island to protect her from divine wrath, the lovely girl suspects her gallant rescuer is hiding some terrible truths. Marrying the gorgeous woman in secret, Eros still conceals his true identity from his wife as he looks for a way to recover her memories. But as Psyche suffers from terrifying nightmares, she's unaware a devastating betrayal will endanger her husband's life... and that of their unborn child. With civil war looming among the gods, does this star-crossed pair have any hope for happiness? The Soul of Love is the darkly fantastic first book in The Primordialomachy Series of paranormal romances. If you like red-hot chemistry, tense adventures, and fresh retellings of old myths, then you'll adore E.X. Alexander's magical epic. Buy The Soul of Love to rejoin broken hearts today! Content Warning: This book contains some scenes with mild violence, sexual situations, and references to suicide and miscarriages. Available as an ebook and paperback on Amazon. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09542HQYY Also available in Kindle Unlimited (KU).

"It was like electric shocks sparking all around my body. At first touch, it was a light brush of skin on mine. That little touch almost overwhelmed me. Almost. I deepened the feather soft kiss, craving his electric touch. Tingles shot through my arms and thighs and I felt a thrill I had never felt before, not even when we had kissed before. Because now there was a chance that we could actually be together. For real this time. He responded immediately, reaching down and picking me up in his arms. We stumbled back until my spine hit the wall and I gasped in pleasure when his lips left mine and started moving down on my neck to my collar bone. He sucked on the sweet spot at the point right behind my ear. I writhed in his arms, wanting and needing so much more. He used the wall to hold up my weight and grabbed my arms and pinned them above my arms, only enticing me even more. I could hardly breathe, his tongue swirling magical patterns in my mouth and on my skin. I wouldn't be able to stop if he tried to go any further. I don't think I even wanted to." *************************************************** Kristen has always felt drawn to the storms that brew in her life. But none have ever made her try to walk into a tornado, until now. Tethered to the living world by only her family and a strange man appearing as a shadow, she drifts away from reality and becomes engulfed in searching for the answers of her life. Torn between two worlds and two men vying for her attention, Kristen's decisions only become that much more important. But she finds out all too quickly that the answers she so desperately craves are more dark and haunting than she could ever have imagined, and it is only the beginning.