Sadie Kingston, a shy, quiet, noble, soft-hearted soul stuck within the shifter world. A human amongst a people governed entirely by their animal instincts. This sweet, innocent woman is thrown into the thick of things, when a negotiation with the rising power of the land goes awry. Unexpectedly taken as a glorified hostage, she finds herself in a sticky predicament with an entirely too delicious for his own good, Balthazar. A man renowned for his bloodthirsty demeanor. Balthazar, a name that sends even the strongest men scurrying in terror. The new ruler over the barbaric and brutal shifters of the mountains, one of the few polar bear/lion hybrids to make it to adulthood, he is rumored to be an astoundingly savage and brutal shifter. A shifter ferocious and dangerous enough to take on an army by himself and is cold-blooded and heartless; a master at murder.

Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf | A Featured Wattpad Novel Her mate didn't want her, so the Alpha King claimed her. WARNING: multiple chapters are PRIVATE, meaning you must be a follower to read. Book One of the Broken Crown Series <><> "Zion is a breath of fresh air amongst the midst of werewolf stories... With no doubt, a twisting element of surprise awaits us all." -sayonaratui "I wish I could erase my memory and read this over and over again" -Ivona1950 <><> WARNING: MATURE, SEXUAL ELEMENTS, LANGUAGE, & DARK ELEMENTS

I thought moving in with Murk, my uncle and a member of the Iron Devils MC, meant safety. A fresh start. A chance to breathe without looking over my shoulder. Then I met Riot. Dark-eyed, dangerous, and loyal in a way that scared me more than it should have. He didn't just promise to protect me-he swore it. "Anyone touches you, I'll go fucking nuclear." For a while, I let myself believe him. That I could have something steady, something safe. But trouble has never been far behind. And this time, it's not just looking for me-it's looking to destroy everything in its path. Including him.

She's survived everything - except family. Grace has spent her life outrunning the past: a childhood of scars, the system that failed her, and an ex who nearly destroyed her. At twenty-four, she's finally free - until a DNA test reveals a half-sister she never knew, and an invitation to a town where blood runs thick and the rules are written in chrome and loyalty. Her brothers don't want her there. Their motorcycle club doesn't trust her. And Ash - tattooed, ice-eyed, and unreadable - keeps his distance. Until he doesn't. Because the moment Grace starts to matter, everything shifts. Tensions rise, threats surface, and Ash finds himself crossing lines he swore he wouldn't - especially for someone like her. She's survived the worst the world could throw at her. But in a place where trust is earned in bruises and belonging is paid for in blood, learning to be protected might be the one thing that breaks her. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Very slow burn - don't say I didn't warn you! But worth it, I promise. Enemies to lovers vibes. Intended for audiences 18+

Some scars fade. Others just learn how to hide. Grace is finally learning what it means to be safe. She has Ash - fierce, unshakable Ash - and a place in the world that no one can take from her. The bakery, the relationship, the club. A life. A family. But peace was never going to last forever. With the club's president - her biological father - potentially being released from prison, the future Grace has only just begun to build starts to feel uncertain again. He's not the man she imagined growing up. And in a world where loyalty means everything, blood might not be enough. When an old threat returns and blood is spilled, Grace is left reeling, haunted by a moment that changed everything. She's survived pain, abandonment, and fear. But this? This might break her. As loyalty is tested and lines are drawn, Grace must decide who she wants to be - and how far she's willing to go to protect the people she loves. Because someone called the devil back to town. And Grace is done being anyone's prey. SEQUEL TO THE STRAY!!!

"Are you ready, baby?" I'm asking her as much as I'm asking myself. She never lets her eyes leave mine. "Mm," she nods and I push all the way in. Her face twists in a mixture of torment and temptation. I hold myself still, feeling her tightness wrap every inch of me. Leaning forward, I press my forehead to hers. "No one will ever get you like I do. No one will ever f ck you like I do. No one will ever love you like I do, baby." --Though she's young, Silvie has spent a lifetime paying for other people's mistakes. That's what landed her in the sights of a wolf. A Gang of Wolves to be exact. Everything Wulf does is for his motorcycle club, but when Silvie- young, innocent, and sweet, enters the picture things change. He takes an interest in the little pixie who becomes more than just a payment for her brother's debts. What happens when a woman begins to tame the beast of her predator? What happens when a wolf learns he wants to be a protector? ** This story is a Dark Romance. If you want a fairy tale, read Cinderella. Yes, this book has a HEA, but there are a lot of bumps and bruises along the way. This book is real and sometimes raw. If you have triggers, expect some of them to be pulled** Highest Ranking - #1 Dark Romance #1 Age Gap #1 Alpha Male

There's a thin line between good and evil. Good. Azalea Blanc in one word. Although she is constantly surrounded by crime, she never lets it alters her kind ways. When her job is to deliver food daily to all of the locked-up criminals in the crime capital of New York, she's used to seeing the darkness that can lay within people. Evil. Reese Ricci in one word. He rules the world of crime, killing and smiling in the color of red. By no means is he a kind man. He's ruthless, dangerous, and heartless. That is until he gets captured and thrown into a cell, and a certain girl enters to give him food. While Azalea tempts him into the light, Reese tempts her into the dark. And Azalea quickly realizes, Evil might just taste better than good.

I quickly grabbed my keys and left the apartment to head towards my car. It was already dark outside, but it wasn't cold, I didn't need a jacket. I got in my car, and put the key in the ignition, when I looked in the rear view mirror and saw a pair of brown eyes. My eyes went wide, but I couldn't even blink before he laced his fingers around my throat from behind. A scream wanted to leave my lips, but he put his other hand over my mouth to muffle it. His lips ghosted over my ear as he whispered: "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Lucy." HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in hostage - 21/07/17 #1 in threatening - 21/08/04 #1 in diabetes - 21/08/21 #1 in anxious - 22/12/13 #1 in get away - 21/08/19 #1 in anxiety disorder - 22/06/21 #1 in terrifying - 22/07/18 #1 in plot twist - 22/08/17 #1 in character development - 22/09/07 #1 in captured - 22/11/02 #1 in shy girl - 23/04/16 #3 in gunfight - 23/03/19 #4 in escape - 22/05/07 #6 in crime - 21/08/25

There is nothing more beautiful than watching an innocent angel fall apart at my sinful actions. I'm going to ruin her. •••• "You know," she whispers, "Everyone would be disgusted by the things I would let you do to me." I smirk. She's made for me. "Tell me," I said, "Tell me what you would let me do." I rub my thumbs across her cheeks. She grins up at me, looking so fucking pleased with herself. "Can I show you instead?" -------- Amorette Ávila is just trying to support her family and make something of her life. She meets a man who changes her perception of all things. Augustine Eros is a dangerous man, one who kills and controls crime, and that scares her. She wants to look out for her brother, but that only leads her closer to the man she fears. However, he finds something in her he's never found before, and he's addicted. She sees through his rough facade, and her curiosity seems to drive her interest. She's an angel to him, and he thrives off of it. She is his drug, and he wants to overdose on her.

She steps around me, hips swaying like a predator's, her helmet fixed forward but her voice stalking me like a shadow. Slowly, deliberately, she slides one gloved hand down the metal tab of her fireproof suit. Her fingers curl around the zipper by her throat. With a tug, it dips lower over her chest. Not just a few inches, no, all the way. The neckline plunges into shadow, nothing hiding the fact that she's crossed the line from race-ready to reckless. From fierce to fucking dangerous. I lean in, my other hand rising. I press my fingers to the collar of her suit. Right at the edge where the zipper ends. Her breath catches, and even through the helmet, I hear it. "You wanna flirt, fine," I say. "But if you're going to look death in the eye and laugh, you better be ready for someone to call your bluff." I drag the zipper back up. "Maybe I want someone to call it," She says silkily. I don't let go of her wrist. Instead, I lean just a little closer, my voice barely a thread. "Then stop hiding behind helmets." -------------------------------------------- Even through the thick smoke, the helmet, through the roar of the engines- he sees her. Not 𝙀𝙡𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙚, the composed girl with the gentle eyes and kind smile. 𝙑𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮. The ghost who races like a warning, the myth with steel in her veins. The one who's been haunting the streets and humiliating his crew, one win at a time. And he's obsessed.