This is the second book of His series. Please read the first one (His At Night), otherwise this book won't make any sense to you. * It hurts. Not physically. It hurts emotionally. And that's the worst kind of pain a human being can ever feel, because you literally can not do anything about it. There's no cure. There's only the time passing, making the pain more bearable, but an ache stil stays behind. That's how Braden leaves Rory that night he decides it's game over for them and leaves her. She misses him terribly. She needs weeks before she decides she's ready to face the world again. But then, everything comes crashing down on them when they see each other again. And now the real question is, who's going to be the first one to cave in and swallow their pride? Will they find their path back together or is it really that for them - game over? But was it really just a game in the first place?

*You do not have to read the first two books in order to understand this one* I believe true love happens only once in your life. And I'm talking about that kind of love when you love with your whole soul and with every single piece of you. You love deeply, with everything you have and everything you are. I also think that heartbreak can be caused by the person you never thought would hurt you. By the person who promised wouldn't hurt you and you believed them. But that was my mistake - for being stupid enough to believe him and trust him with my heart when deep down inside of me, I knew he was going to leave someday and take everything with him - my heart, my soul, all my pieces and my whole life. Because with every breath I take, I still do it with a memory of him. I knew he was going to go and that I wasn't going to be it for him. I just hoped it wouldn't be so soon. My name is Brooke Campbell. And I am going to tell you a story about my life. This is not a story about love. This is a story about heartbreak.

*WARNING! This story contains mature content.* When her boyfriend cheats on her, Rory Warren moves to a new flat. She gets a flatmate who becomes a very good friend of her. But that flatmate has a very sexy, very charming and very wealthy brother who turns Rory's world upside down. Rory is a weak woman. Braden Campbell makes her even weaker. He's a controlling businessman and a perfect definition of a womanizer. He doesn't do relationships. His past has taught him to be tough, unforgiving and cold. He doesn't have a word 'commitment' in his dictionary. He works hard. He fucks even harder. Rory and Braden make a pact, an arrangement. They want to stick to it, follow their rules. But one can only bear so much before bursting. It's a game of two and the rule is simple: if one of them falls in love, it's game over. This is not a story about a perfect relationship. It's a story where a man wants it all and a woman who gives it all to him. Game on, people! Or is it really just a game? Only time will tell. Tick-tock

"Will you reject me?" I ask, ignoring the lump that was forming in my throat. I fought the tears that were threatening to fall. Don't cry, please Hannah, don't cry. His green eyes looked like orbs of ice that stared straight through me. A sadistic smirk pulls up his lip and he puts his arm on my right side, blocking my escape route. "Reject you? That's an easy escape, don't you think?" his voice was as cold as his eyes, as his heart. "The moon goddess gave me you and I'll simply pay her for her kindness." his tone was laced with venom, hatred and disgust. "If she thinks that I can ever accept an Omega as my mate, she's damned wrong." "to those who grew up too fast" A/N: Hey there! Mind giving this story a chance? #1 Werewolf (09/24/2020) Thank you so much for giving this story a chance ♡

#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.

He cornered me against the wall with both of his hands on either side of my head. I could smell his mint breath against my lips. we were so close to each other that a single move from me would result in our lips smashing against each other. "The next time I see you getting cozy with another guy, I'll kill that guy and make your life a living hell, AvaGrace," Sebatian whispered dangerously low in my ear making me quiver with fear. "DO.I.MAKE.MYSELF.CLEAR?" He said, gritting his teeth together. I didn't want to nod, but I nodded. I didn't want to fear him, but I feared him. I didn't want to succumb but I succumbed. * Sebastian Salvestro is an Italian billionaire. He's got everything a man could ask for, good looks, a greek god body, unlimited bank balance and a different woman in his bed each night. But he is harsh, cold and absolutely ruthless. To top it all, he has a dark past and does not believe in love. On the other hand, enter AvaGrace Wilson, his shy, clumsy and innocent with a capital I secretary. Sebastian wants her. No, he doesn't love her. He wants to claim her. Will it be possible? Read to find out. Amazing cover made by: Waverly Ace

Marilyn had the perfect life. Her boyfriend Ryland of three years had saved her from a life of ridicule and isolation. He was the Gamma of the pack, mateless, and madly in love with her. Her life suddenly spins out of control when she meets the one person she avoided thinking about, her mate. Daniel is the Gamma of the West Lake pack and has been desperately awaiting his mate since he was a child. What happens when he finds her in the arms of another man?

Anna was a normal girl with the worst luck. Ever since her dads debt was pushed on her she lost her job, her boyfriend, her condo, and her pride. Poor Anna really needs someone to save her from this sorry state but will she be saved in a very weird way. Who would have thought being kidnaped by a Russian mafia would be the best thing in her life. (Under editing)

'Loving you wasn't part of the plan.' For Alex Fiorentino, the scent of blood is addicting. The 22-year-old Mafia Boss was bred into a ruthless, merciless killing machine with only one mission : Kill Arrigo Beneventi, her family's archenemy. Enter Christian Beneventi, the son she never knew Arrigo had. He's the key to Arrigo, and she is sure that he will lead her to her life's mission - Vivere per Vendetta. Only if she didn't fall for him first.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Marco's voice boomed with authority as Cay's body shook from his outburst. "I tried" she cried softly. "I was six weeks pregnant, when I found out. I tried coming by your home, everyday for a week, only to be told that you didn't want to see me. I knew what I had to do, so I set my mind to the task at hand, got a job, found a little apartment and with Julietta's help, I had Julian." He tried to digest everything that he'd been told and with the sudden knowledge that someone had deliberately deceived them both, he was angry. More than angry, he was livid. He had missed four years of his son's life and that was unforgivable in his book and now he needed to know who so desperately wanted to keep them apart. Will Cayenne be able to forgive Marco? Would she ever be able to open her heart again to the only man that she'd ever been with and loved? Only time would tell but she was willing to try, if only for little Julian's sake. Follow the twists and turns of Marco Salvatore DeLuca, Mafia boss of the New York area and Aerin Cayanne Daniels' lives as they try to find their way back to each other amidst all the danger, lies, deceit and suspicions his lifestyle could throw at them.