Highest Ranking #6 for Demon category Highest Ranking #7 for the witches category Highest Ranking #11 for Gods category Highest Ranking #37 for Dominant category I knew what people thought of me - Typical rich popular spoilt brat who lacked any type of intelligence but they were wrong about me. I was only popular due to my twin sister, I knew they only tolerated me because of her. Who would want to hang around with the painfully shy girl who hardly talked and had anxiety issues? I didn't blame them, I wouldn't want to hang out with me either but it all changed when I met Him. Before I even saw him , I felt his aura of dark dominance and it took all my will not to fall to my knees at the amount the power he was radiating . When I looked into them deep dark dangerous eyes I knew my life wouldn't be the same - I was mated to the God of Revenge and Punishment This story is a BWWM story ✨ Warning : This book will contain mature content, language and has scenes of a violent nature and the men in this book will be much more dominate, aggressive and possessive than the usual God so please beware of some dark and upsetting themes. Cover by the super talented xXArachnidXx ?✨

"She's shy," Brooke shrugged, glancing at Indianna who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but in the classroom. "Well, come on, I don't bite," Greyson urged and Indianna stiffened, just like before. "Don't talk about that," Indianna said, her voice was still quiet but it was firm. "Struck a nerve have I?" Greyson wondered and smirked. "Somebody likes it kinky." * Indianna Hughs had always been the quiet one, the shy one. She was always the one that stayed in the background. She blended in, never got noticed. She liked it like that. So when she's forced to move schools, she is not happy. Everyone notices a new kid, she didn't want that attention. Especially not from Mr Bad Boy who seemed to be very interested in her. COMPLETE ! Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf Sequel: Defeated Prequel: Confident *This is being edited*

"I feel as if I don't deserve you. I'm really fucked up. There will always be the nagging suspicion that maybe I'm still not quite everything you want and deserve." "We love you," Euan says before kissing my forehead. "Love is a strong word, Euan." Saying his name feels so foreign yet homely. "How can you 'love' me when we barely know each other? Like - that's understandable. But love?" He looks me straight in the eye, resting his forehead on mine. "We know it might be hard for you to grasp that concept, but it is true. We love you, simply. It is not a matter of whether someone deserves love or not." Book One of CLAIM © Kait Alletun 2017