BOOK TWO OF THE BLACK SERIES *CANNOT be read as a stand-alone* -- "I mean, let's face it, Hayden," Casey said with a humourless laugh, looking away from me and out at the city of white lights, "you don't want me. You want the thought that you managed to get with me - all of your friends are expecting it, my friends and family are expecting it to happen... it's not long before you wanting me changes and you see how messed up I really am." My eyes narrowed and I turned to face her, grabbing her by the jaw so I was staring into her dark eyes. Casey's breath hitched in her throat and she chewed on her lip, tears gathered in her eyes as our eyes met. "I don't give a flying fuck about what they want to hear or what they expect to happen between us, Casey," I told her, wiping a stray tear away. I smiled when she sniffled. "Stop thinking so much about what other people do and don't expect, alright? I damn well know how insane your family is but I also know how much better you are from them, and it's the good in you that makes me fall deeper with every date we go on." When I cupped her cheek with one hand, Casey's alarmed eyes relaxed and she slowly leaned into my touch, sighing quietly. I pressed my forehead to hers, smiling softly when she tried moving forward for our lips to meet. I pulled away last second, rubbing her bottom lip with my thumb. lol "I'm all yours, baby," I whispered, finally pressing our lips together.

Kiara is an assassin. Born in the industry, she knows her work better than anyone else and she's the best that her clan has. Kiara has never failed a mission in her life and never plans to. But this mission is different than the others. More difficult - dangerous, even. Her newest task was to get rid of the Prime Minister of England's son, Niklaus St. Clair. At first it seemed easy to her seeing how she has killed many presidents and prime ministers, and many of their eldest sons, so why was this one so different? Besides his face of zero flaws, and his muscular body and rock-hard abs, and that oh-so-sexy accent she involuntarily fall for - oh, and the fact he has many dark secrets of his own. She calls him an arrogant brute. He calls her his feisty kitten. So what happens when their first encounter ends up with her trapped between a wall and his body instead?

"All of these feelings, you've given me. So even this pain, I treasure."

No warrior has ever loved as strongly and passionately as Hawk. When his eyes for the first time fell on Nessa, his heart claimed her his till eternity. Their soulmate connection was so strong that he could not live in a world without her. She was his entire world, and when he thought she was dead, he took his own life so he could be with her in the after life, but to his dismay he realized once he arrived in the Heavens that she was still alive. Nessa could not live her life without her soulmate, suffering without him she wanted to end her life to be with Hawk, but she learned that he was reborn in the America's. The beautiful Druidess goes on a journey into the future to find and connect once again with her one and only true love Hawk.

Kyra was a twenty-one year old young woman, who just finished undergrad school, and was super excited to start law school in September. She was beautiful, vibrant and smart. She was born and raised in America, but Scottish blood ran in her veins. In the summer of 2014, Kyra wanted to visit the country where her ancestors once walked the earth, and she bought herself a ticket to Scotland. Kyra did not know that her fate was already written thousands of years ago, and according to the written prophecies, she was to go back to her homeland, and claim her rightful place as the Princess Druidess, the prophecies never lie, for it is written in stone that she will return. Kyra falls into a time warp and finds herself in the year 1214, and betrothed to a powerfull and handsome warrior, that takes her breath away. Michael was the Prince of the Druids, and cheif to the MacAlister clan, of Castle Lennox of Sterlingshire. Michael was the strongest and most powerful Druid in all of Scotland. He was born to a life of privledge, and bound by ancient laws, he was powerfully arrogant, and feircely sensual, and was loved by all the woman of the land. His life was perfect, until he met his true soulmate, Kyra, and she turned his life upside down. Cheif Douglas Alexander of Bruce Castle Morayshire gifted Prince Michael his daughter, to unite their kingdoms and bring peace once again on their land, but she was a spitfire and untamable, and Michael fought monsters, dark forces and black magic just to claim her heart, and make her his, for he knew that they were destined to be together, and he would stop at nothing to posses her.

She has everything a woman could ask for in her life but why does she feel that there's still missing? Emerald St. Clair world's renowned supermodel had it all, wealth, fame, and family who loves her. All of her sisters are now happily married, thanks to their prying Granddad. She isn't ready to marry and have a family on her own. She is fine with the way her life moves, traveling to one country after another. Her grandfather promised not interfered with her life in one condition: become the model of the latest jewelry collection of St. Clair Diamonds and travel to the exotic location of Saqr for the photoshoots. Before she could think twice she agrees if that's the only thing to make her grandfather stops breathing under her neck. But a series of unfortunate events at the exotic country Emerald found herself at the mercy of her archenemy, no other than Khalil Al-Farsi!

Book 4 of The Alpha Series! Cannot be read as a standalone book! Highest rank: #1 in Werewolf genre on 06/11/2019! Amelia Reid and Ivan Romanov were once childhood friends that would see each other every summer. But that all changes when Ivan stops visiting. A few years later, they meet again. But this time, they don't see each other as friends. Join Amelia's journey as she tries to peel back the many layers of Ivan Romanov while finding her place in a completely different world. *** "They show what you've been through, and I think that's beautiful." I whisper back, running my fingers through his hair. "Hell, you're ten times stronger than I could ever be." In an instant, he turns around to lay on his back with me straddling his waist. I blush at the position, his hand caressing my heated cheek adoringly. His emerald gems hold an array of emotions, flickering across too quickly for me to catch and decipher. So, I choose to admire him instead. I meant what I said. Ivan is so breathtakingly handsome that it hurts sometimes. His midnight black hair is always tousled sexily, eyes bright and alert, there's two freckles by his right brow and one by his chin. His lips are full and most of the time they're either in a frown or a straight line, but I manage to catch several small smiles throughout the day. He's quite muscular but whenever he holds me I feel safe and protected, as if I'm in a soft cocoon. "You don't need to be strong." His low murmur snaps me out of my trance. "You have me, I'll always protect you." "You protect me from the world and I'll protect you from yourself, deal?" I smile softly when he laughs, nodding in agreement. Published to Wattpad: 26/07/2019 Cover: WYLD_ROSE © 2019 - 2021 WYLD_ROSE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!