New name. New appearance. New person. Fresh start. When Lexie McAdams arrives in Philadelphia with barely enough money to cover a crappy motel's night stay, she's desperate to find a job. Coming across a gym with a help wanted sign in the window, Lexie is hesitant at first but quickly realizes she has no choice. Little did she know, that stepping foot inside would bring her one step closer to finding her escape. ~~~~~ "What's that on your wrist, Poptart?" He asks, his eyes flashing in anger as they narrowed in on the faded purpled shadows on my skin. "Nothing!" I quickly pull my arm out of his grasp, pulling at the sleeves of my shirt. Shit. Shit. Shit. How could I have been so careless about covering those up? "Lexie." He growled as he leaned in and gently took my hands in his. "Let me see." WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT |18+|.

Psycho, an infamous assassin, is known for their skills and ability to kill without the slightest bit of remorse. But what isn't known, is that The Psycho is a woman. To bring an end to a longstanding feud with the Russian Mafia, Adriano Moretti hires Psycho, unaware of her true identity. Their plans are soon disrupted by their own conducting emotions and the ghosts of Psycho's past who have come back to haunt her.

I felt deep heavy breathes fanning my face. I hesitantly looked up. 'Damn it Kage! You're a hybrid! Stop acting scared!' I mentally scolded myself. I looked up to lock gaze with a set of piercing bright honey golden eyes. Bright bluish-silver specks surrounding his eyes. I felt drawn to them. My eyes roamed his face and let me tell you...he was a Greek god. Perfectly shaped eyebrows, straight nose, firm pink lips and a strong, sharp jawline. I am 100% sure this man was sculpted by the gods themselves. His face just looks so kissable. A few locks of his jet black silky hair fell onto his forehead. Damn...... Tingles started to emerge from the contact of my hands above me. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Eeek!" I was being thrown over his broad muscled shoulders....wait, what? 'Snap out of it Kage!!!!' "Who the hell are you!? Damn it! Put me down before I send your head flying!" I threatened as I growled. I thrashed my legs all about and punched his back. His grip on me tightened and he kept walking as if there wasn't a raging Hybrid on his shoulders. "Let me go! Goddammit!" "Stop squirming and shut the hell up before I take you right here, right now, mate." He warned in a deep growl. Well shit, did he just say Mate? ⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊⚊ Hey everyone, this is my first book so please forgive me if there are any incorrect grammars, spelling, you know, stuff like that. Please enjoy☺︎ 1st Book in the Lycan series. Highest Ranks: #1 in Lycan {18/5/2018} #1 in witch {21/8/2018} #1 in moon goddess {12/9/2020} #1 in lost memories {1/7/2020} #1 in werewolf {14/6/2020} #1 in goddess {31/7/2020} #1 in halfbreed {10/9/2020} #1 in possessive {8/1/2021} #2 in love {13/3/2019} #2 in hybrid {27/7/2020} #4 in vampire {16/1/2019} Started- 7/3/2018 Status- Ongoing

❝Let me make that tingling sensation in between your thighs disappear, it will take only a moment, Red.❞ Only 60% of book is free / Sample only Red lived in a small town in Pennsylvania with her grandmother. The town was known to invite supernatural creatures every year. Whenever the mating season struck, it was a ritual for young women, human or not to stand partly dressed in the town center, blindfolded and ready be taken by the wild beasts lurking in the forest. Things take a twist when Red turns eighteen and she's ordered to participate in the ritual. Blindfolded on the night of evil, innocent Red is devoured by a man who called himself the Alpha. 18+ mature themes are included regularly.

The world is at war, and the country is divided. The supernatural have made themselves known and The United States exists no more. The West is controlled by the Lycans and Declan is their King. Humans have taken refuge in the East. However, there is no peace as they each have betrayed one another. The Lycans have slowly started taking over the East and are ready to form an alliance, The Humans have a plan of their own to keep the Lycans away, and protect their females. That is until the Declan catches the scent of one human female who drives him feral. Lexi's desire to escape both worlds and live on her own terms will bring both kingdoms crashing down. Lexi's whole life has been filled with stories of the monsters who roam the forests, but soon she realizes the real monsters hide in plain sight.

A day trip to a local wildlife refuge was Cage's last idea for a date with a female. Being dragged into it by his friends, he would rather be back in the packlands planning out where to look next. Kirsten isn't his mate but everyone around him pushed him toward her at a chance for a future. After years of looking, wolves start to wonder if their mates are out there, and the hope he has starts to twindle every year. The wolf pushes still to pursue the search. He believes she is out there, shouldn't Cage? When an odd feeling like an itch he can't scratch starts to rise and a shiver runs through him, Cage's wolf leads him forward from his friends as a playful southern voice rings out in the crowd and he stops in his tracks as his gaze lands on a woman standing up in front of the crowd. Consumed by the bond and moving forward their eyes meet with a mixture of excitement and confusion swirls in her eyes. Finally found Cage throws caution to the wind in the pursuit to get to her and fill the bond, the only problem is, she's a human and he has to win her over before he can reveal his true identity to her. Meanwhile, old rivals and sinister plans threaten to rock the peace of his pack and the safety of its future as they hide in the shadows and backgrounds, slowly pushing forward to throw them into war. Pulled between his pack and his mate, Cage is forced into two directions and choices to make.

❝Sadist,❞ I accused. ❝You only brought me to New York so you could torture me.❞ ❝Masochist.❞ Grinning, he pressed his forehead to mine. ❝You stay because you like it.❞ His charming green eyes promised me more. ❝Enjoy it; I want you to. When your mom died, you lost everything; I want the rest of your life to be beautiful. And shiny.❞ Hooking the gold chains at my neck, Tyler pulled me in for a kiss sweet like the bubbly, urging my hips back and forth with his hands. ❝Tell me again,❞ I said, holding his perfectly unshaven face, falling for the portrait of his utmost concentration. Foamy water sloshed the sides of the tub, Tyler gripping the rail as we kept the rhythm. ❝That part, when you said I can have it, that it's not too much.❞ I needed to hear it, as badly as I needed to feel him inside me. ❝It's yours, Aaliyah.❞ Tyler's upturned gaze never wavered as he promised me the world. ❝Everything.❞ * * * Aaliyah must choose - stoke the fire or kill the flames...

He used to be my crush, now he's my nightmare. ******************** Long story short: We knew each other since forever. We became best friends, but then he turned against me. He promised me a living hell and this last years he hadn't waste any chance to put me down. That's Brett Ryder and I, Alyson White, am totally screwed. ******************** My knees shook and a yelp scaped my lips when his fist collided with the locker beside us. But no body steped in, instead, everyone seemed to find my fear extremly amusing. Everyone but Brett who held a harsh unreadable expression as he glared me down. I barely could manage to held his gaze with my tearly one, but I knew better than to dismissed him this time. My eyes widened when he inched closer, not knowing what to expect and about to freak out. I stopped breathing. "Fuck you and your silent treatment." And just like that he spun around and stormed away, not before punching the locker again so hard that it dented. I was left there, shaking and sobbing, embracing myself and wondering when had things turned so wrong between us. He wasn't my friend anymore. But not only that: Brett hate me. And he had no remorse in use his force to prove it. ******************** // Currently editing, I apologize beforehand for the errors you'll find in it //

"You hate me?" He asked me through gritted teeth while still pinning me against my car. "Yes" I whispered keeping my gaze away from him "Speak up Aria or people will think you're showing a Montgomery weakness " Xander said moving dangerously closer to me. It took everything in me to look him in the eye and say what I had to. Every fibre of my being knew I was lying and he'd probably see through it too but I had to do it. Our families would never let us be together so before they tore us apart I had to end this. "I hate you Xander Montgomery"

"I can't tell what is real and what is a dream," I murmur, looking up to his silver eyes, glistening mist swirling within his irises. "But I know I can't hold myself back from you any longer. Luella has been having the same dreams every night involving two silver eyed men, who remain elusive during the day, but come alive from the shadows by night. After visiting a therapist who tips Luella off on what could be the cause of these dreams, the start to become more frequent, to the point she can no long tell the difference between dream and reality. Who are these silver eyed men? One wants her desperately until he doesn't, while the other is always there when she needs him, until he is not. That is, until she swears she is seeing them in her waking life. And suddenly, her dreams might just be coming to life. *Second novel in the Immortal series, although not relevant to the first* (Mature content involved)