The death of a man he never met has Dominic Antrucha assuming a title and position he never even knew existed. Dozens of "fine", young ladies flaunt themselves at him in hopes of sharing the wealth and status he now possesses, but Dominic has sworn off love since his heart was broken. Now, with all his dreams and plans shattered, he must come to terms with this new life. There's a catch, though. Not only did this change demolish his simple plans for his future, it threw him into a mess of intrigue and danger that involves far too many of his close friends and newly acquainted relatives. And at the heart of it is the woman who broke his heart and betrayed him-the only person he's ever come to hate. Will he actually be able to survive this mess long enough to pull himself back together and rise above the deceit of the society he's entered? Can he unlock the secrets that broke his heart? Most important of all, will he choose to trust the ones who have betrayed him before it's too late?

#1 in adultromance |27.07.2022| #7 in fantasyfiction #9 in fantasycreatures •°•°•°• "What are you doing?! Leave me, you infuriating hairy creature! I am warning you!" I gasp horrified at his actions. What has gotten into him,lately? I appreciate his presence from afar, very far in that matter. "I am doing what I should have done from the very start, little dove. You are mine and I will show you who you belong to. I will show you who you are going to submit to. Me. Did you hear that? ME!" "The only thing that I am going to do is punch you in the face!" With that, I bend my right knee to kick him in the shin. Suddenly his hand grabs my right thigh, halting my kick. "Not again, fighter. You are not going to back down without a fight,uh?" Instead of waiting for my reply he continues whispering in my ear. "I am going to give you a fight. One hell of a fight, at the end of which I am going to come out victorious. And do you know what price I will get?" Narrowing my eyes, I look up at him to find him looking down at me intensely. Inching his face closer to mine, he shakes the ground that I am standing on with just three words. "Your frozen heart." And to seal the deal, his lips capture mine in a promise kiss. •°•°•°•

The Demon King, Dimitri Rae the most dangerous and brutal demon you could ever come across has been ruling over Rovana for a very long time. Life tends to get boring so Dimitri results to torturing and killing humans as a form of entertainment. This has been going on for more than a century and the humans are too weak to fight back. A prophecy states that The Demon King can be stopped by one thing and one thing only. A girl who will be eighteen years of age when she meets the King. The prophecy doesn't state how she will stop him, just that the demon King can be stopped. So every year, the humans send twenty girls who are eighteen years of age, down to Rovana, hoping one of them will be able to kill him. Read this extraordinaire tale of love and hatred as they come together in one epic bang. Highest Ranking: #1 in Paranormal (Thank you all so much!!!) Completed.

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NOW UPDATING ON KINDLE VELLA ONLY ~ Physical copies will be available for purchase once completed. **A MATURE FANTASY** Book #2 in the Elemental Heir Series. ******* "How long had it been? A month? Six? A year? More than a year? I didn't know. Couldn't say with confidence how long it had been since I had actually spoken out loud. I wondered if my vocal chords still worked... Or had they rusted over? Sometimes, I mouthed words to myself as I sat in the darkness. I didn't speak them... Just formed my lips around the syllables, just to see if my mouth remembered how. Sometimes I would sleep, and wake, only to lay there, un-moving, until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore, and then I'd sleep again. Over, and over... Sometimes, I'd open my mouth just to stretch my jaw muscles after going days without using them. Sometimes, I'd stand up and stretch my arms and legs and back after not moving for hours on end. Sometimes, I'd close my eyes and try, try, try... Try to feel the weight of my wings, which were no longer there." ********** ⚠️ WARNING! ⚠️ This is a mature book. This book contains graphic violence, adult situations, and sexual content. 18+ readers only. *********** #1 in ROMANCE ~ 5/01/2020 ***********

This was NOT how Lilly had expected her honeymoon to go. Ever since their ship left the shore, she has been feeling dizzy, irritable and nauseous...and what the heck are these strange cravings she keeps having? Her brand-new husband is no help either. Suddenly, stoic, icy billionaire Mr Rikkard Ambrose has turned into a moody, overprotective caveman. Oh well, there's no bad mood that can't be cured by an action-packed adventure in the Wild West, right? Volume 7 of the Storm and Silence series.

- Jestem... jestem tutaj, siostrzyczko. Nie zrobiłam tego, nie umiałam. Nie dotrzymałam obietnicy. Wybacz mi proszę, wybacz mi wszystko. Nie było mnie przy tobie, wybacz mi... Ten, który odebrał ci życie, kona teraz płacąc za twoje cierpienie, własnym. A ja... teraz mogę już tylko porzucić wszystko. Strach, mękę wspomnień, cierpienie jutra. Chcę być znów z tobą, z ojcem... Chcę wziąć was za ręce. Pomóż mi, Imeni, tato, pomóżcie mi... Dajcie dość odwagi bym dołączyła do was. Nie jestem w stanie dłużej dźwigać życia. Nie potrafię, nie chcę... (tu też postój do odwołania)

Sequel of "Claimed By Him Without Love" "Do you Mr. James Ashton, take Miss Liza Miller to be your wedded wife, to cherish in love and in friendship, in strength and in weakness, in success and in disappointment, to love her faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?" The Father asked me. "I do." I said without any doubt in my mind. "Do you, Miss Liza Miller, take Mr. James Ashton to be your wedded husband, to cherish in love and in friendship, in strength and in weakness, in success and in disappointment, to love him faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?" "No. I do not." WHAT THE F***!

Elen Pierce dawno straciła nadzieje, na to że jej narzeczony wreszcie się nią zainteresuje i poślubi. Kiedy poznaje aroganckiego i zimnego mężczyznę, który do reszty zawładnął jej myślami, nie ma pojęcia, że to jedna i ta sama osoba. ______________________________________________ On naprawdę pocałował ją tylko dlatego, że było mu jej żal. Litował się nad nią, ponieważ przepłakała przez niego cały poranek. Widział doskonala, że płakała. Uważał, że jest jej winny ten pocałunek - za 12 lat trwania w niewiedzy i za to, że przez niego tyle wycierpiała. Doskonale zdawał sobie sprawę, że Elen nie będzie stawiała żadnego oporu. Przecież dla niego była taka głupia, naiwna i spragniona jego dotyku. - Natychmiast opuść ten dom - syknęła i wskazała ruchem dłoni drewniane drzwi. Spojrzał na nią, po raz ostatni swoimi błękitnymi oczami. Wyglądał dokładnie tak, jakby udało mu się wykonać cel dzisiejszej wizyty. ______________________________________________