When the war started. We helped. We fought. Soon the humans were gone. Wiped out by us. But not before making a weapon that doomed us long after they disappeared. They invented 'Pithrax'. It killed most of us. The few that survived were hunted down, taken control of, passed around like property. Now we run, hiding in the shadows, the idea of getting caught is our own real nightmare. They took my Mum. They stole my sister. Now I run alone. I am Cecil. And I'm the last female. ****************** *WARNING: this story is based on a very animalistic future. The characters in this book are more wolf than human and act as such. This is an EROTIC SHIFTER NOVEL. So it has; mature, sexual, dark elementals and language*

A whimper slipped past my lips as he backed me to the wall, with every step he took further, my heart pounded against my chest. When the distance between us disappeared, he leaned down and whispered. "You have been such a naughty girl for so long and it's time for your punishment," My lips trembled as I spoke, "Is this a game?" ━━━━ Surviving as a lone wolf was difficult, especially when you have so many enemies chasing behind you. Myra left her pack at a very young age and found shelter in a small city. It wasn't long enough till the wolves found her and captured her. She was thrown at the feet of the Alpha Bane and was forced into submission.

A prophecy. A lie. A love to conquer centuries. *** Cassandra is a woman without a last name, a woman who has toiled through life just grazing the edge of survival. To her, the world is bleak and disappointing... That is until she realizes the part of the world she's seen is just a veil over the immortal one. And that her displacement has been founded and prophesied for centuries. She is a seer, a prophetess. Locked within her are the answers her tireless, blood-hungry predators search so longingly for. Her purpose is suddenly known. Like a flame to wick, everything around her ignites and burns, throwing her into the unknown, into an even tougher feat of survival. She must take shelter with a man, a stranger, someones who until this point in her life had been only mythical. Lost in Siberia, she will need to flee and disappear under his protection. There's only one problem. He's an immortal who thrives on blood. A vampire, a deserter from his species. And he's irresistible. *** Winner of The 2019 Fiction Awards: Best Paranormal*** -Book One of The Blood Lust Series- Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, past references to sexual assault/abuse, explicit violence, murder, gore, depression.

Lily Travelle is a walking wet dream. When Tarq Marcellus is first introduced to her, he loses his mind in want of her delectable body, right in the middle of a business meeting. When he tries to use his power of persuasion on her to wipe out the memory of his major faux pas, it doesn't work-humans aren't supposed to be immune to the powers of immortals. The next time they cross paths, it's shortly after he's been buried deep in a multitude of women, trying to get Lily out of his system. Not one of them could satisfy his new craving for dark hair and green eyes. This time, Tarq is going to have Lily in every way possible-and she's going to love it.

She's the reason the heart of my family had been torn apart. Because that night, I'd chosen to save her. [Cover Design by Ren Tachibana]

"Guns and sex... that's what you are." • • • Rya Wilkins is a top trained agent, working under the orders of the president of USA. Her job involves brutal interrogations, dangerous undercover CIA work, and killing people who pose a threat to their nation. - And a threat like that just so happens to come in the form of a lethal and dangerously handsome Italian agent, who managed to break into the CIA and steal confidential information. It is now Rya's job to retrieve that information and stop the goddamn mischievous, sexy, son of a-I'm-going-to-make-your-body-explode-in-more-ways-than-one agent and bring him into custody. But there's a thin line between hatred and love - and that line turns out to be Rya's thong.

"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.

"I could tutor you, but I don't think you'd be able to concentrate." • • • When Cassandra Berry gets offered a shitload of money and a place at any college of her choice, just to con a man and getting pregnant with a said man, the answer seems pretty straight forward; Yes. - But Harry Xavier Devon is no mere fool. With two millennium prizes on his back and renowned around the world as the next Newton within mathematics, Harry easily sees through his brother's ploy to have a woman seduce him and get her pregnant when he himself can't have children. His brother in desperate need of an heir for his business empire, but Harry has no intentions of playing the scapegoat. Flipping the play against his brother, he pays Cassandra double the money to continue lying to his brother that they *are* having sex. He thinks he's gotten his revenge when it suddenly appears he's gotten more than he bargained for. Cassandra is no shy woman, or as previously thought, just a money-grabbing whore. Stuck in the same house together for a whole summer could prove to teach the mathematician that some things can *never* be calculated... - Especially when dealing with a (horny) woman.

-Highest Ranking #3 in Nightmares- "Stop lying to me." Asher hissed harshly, his eyes furious as he hits the wall beside my head making me flinch. "I'm not lying." I defended pathetically, looking away from his dull eyes. Knowing if I locked eyes with him he'll tell through my lies. "Yes you are. Everything you say are lies!" He yells punching the wall again making me flinch. "Enlighten me! What did I lie about!? Huh?" I asks, my anger raising by the seconds. "Saying that you're fine when you're not. Saying that you sleep when you don't. Saying that nothing bothers you, but in reality you can't breath." His heavy breathe fans my face as I held in my tears. My heart beats rapidly against my chest. "Aren't you tired of lying? Aren't you tired of pretending!? Tell me!?" He yells, his veins in his neck popping out with each words he says. As he begins shaking my shoulders like he's trying to pull me back to reality. Behind my smile was a breaking heart. Behind my laugh I'm falling apart, behind my my eyes are tears at night. No one has ever notice but him. Only him. _______________________________________ They thought their pain was permanent, every ounce of fear and doubt drowned them in a deep pit. They tried to climb out of it, but they couldn't. They were too stubborn to actually acknowledge they needed each other. Their love was like two opposite magnets trying to click. What do you think happens when a mafia attacks an illegal underground fight? Asher, the mysterious heartless man helps Ava...?

October Scott walked in on her boyfriend sleeping with one of her best friends. After going to a concert to see her favorite band Asylum. What will happen after she meets the lead singer Dominic Kinkaid? **Mature language and mature content throughout whole story** **Not a Stephen James fan-fiction** **Completed**