"So you are a rogue wolf?" "Yes," his heavy gaze settles on the Omega, "And you are a runaway bride who just made me fuck him through his heat." Or Omega prince Taehyung runs away from the palace at the day of his arranged marriage. Only to end up in heat in the middle of a dense, thick forest.

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

+18 Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐚𝐦?" "𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." ... Antoinette Santil has spent the past nineteen years of her life concealed from the reality of the real world. Her day-to-day routine consisted of ballet practice, bookstore, and gardening. Even though the ballerina was aware of her monotonous lifestyle, she never had the urge to divulge the actuality of her life, That is, until she got wrapped up into Micheal Benedict's hurricane. His past three years were spent inside the New York federal prison and after being released the only thing Micheal Benedict wanted was to be alone. That was until he encountered the same doe-eyed girl that his entire family has forbidden him from even speaking to his entire life. Despite them being polar opposites and prohibited from being around each other, the two find themselves extremely intrigued by one another. But it doesn't take them long to find out exactly why their families didn't want them engaging with each other... But without rain, there's no flowers.

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

"He watched me. And I could feel it. The skin on my neck tingled and a staticky feeling ran down the length of my spine. I had never felt this way before." Fallon Everskies was searching for something. Answers, maybe, as to why the touch of others burned her. And why her parents constantly kept secrets from her. But most of all, and embarrassingly so, she was searching for love. "She was infuriating. I could smell her, feel her, and taste her even when she was miles away. It drove me insane, she drove me insane. Yet, I yearned for her touch, begged for her entire being. But I knew I couldn't have it." Lucius Dendron hadn't felt alive in years. There were more...obvious reasons as to why this was. But the main reason was plain and simple; he was lonely. Even if he himself didn't want to admit it.

"Shit, no one must know about this, i have to keep it to myself for as long as possible", he said to himself as he returned to the castle. Roman Riverson was not only the heir to the family empire he was also an Alpha King to the race of supernaturals that humans never knew existed, well most didn't. #4 IN secondchance 20/09/2022 #2 IN BWWM 14/12/2022 #1 IN CHOSEN MATE 13/02/2023 #1 IN HUMANMATE 12/06/2023 #1 IN ROYALFAMILY 23/06/2023 #1 IN BWWM 18/10/2023 #1 IN alphaking 05/12/2023 #3 IN BWWM 24/02/2024

Anastasia Bailey and Mateo Russo share a passion, and while he spends his nights running and catching tosses down a football field, Anastasia is on the sidelines cheering for Cambridge University sports team. The two may have caught each other's attention since they stepped foot onto campus, but it isn't until junior year approaches that the sexual tension finally gets unleashed. *black female lead and latino male lead*

𝟏𝟎𝐱 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐝 "𝐖𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭." ______________ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐬... Follow Marc Anthonie, Stefano, Marcella, and Violeta as they come into their own and break out of their parents shadows. Noelle Dupont- the new girl with a devastating past. Moving from France to America for a fresh start was just what she needed. What happens when she meets the dark haired Italian boy with a similar struggle as her? Monet Dubois- the cheerleader with an imperfect relationship. She's the opposite of sunshine and rainbows and she hates people. What happens when she gets caught up with the funny and charismatic hazel-eyed Italian who doesn't back down from a challenge? Portia Santiago and Astrid Banks- best friends since the beginning of time. They love each other to death, maybe a little bit more than they let on. What happens when the dark haired Italian-Spanish Beauty walks into their lives and shows them their true emotions towards one another? Maverick Grey- the best friend who only has eyes for one girl and one girl only. What happens when they take a leap of faith and take their relationship to a whole new level? ____________ They fight hard but they love harder. "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. 𝐈𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭." "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝-𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟

Copyrighted 2019 "There she is,'' Nowaki sniffed the air deeply taking in her scent. It drove him mad. She smelled of cinnamon and vanilla. It was intoxicating, it was alluring, it was like a drug. He watched the girl sitting in the back of the lecture room intently. Her smooth, brown skin drew him in. Her big brown eyes caused his heartbeat to spiral out of control. Nowaki eyed her curves and her full thighs. She was absolutely stunning. Her thick hair was out and about, being controlled by only by a headband. He watched her annoyed expression as she pulled a stray hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ear. He nearly smiled at the simple action leaving his dear friend Alex speechless. Nowaki never smiles. Before Alex could question his future Alpha's actions he heard a low growl. ''Mine....mate'' Some chapters are private follow before adding the book to your library 🥰😇😊 Cover from Pinterest Follow my Account @malayjahthewriter