In the arena, ten females must outrun or outlast their male counterparts to keep from being forcibly bred. At least that's how Lorena saw it. She was taken from her home in front of her entire family to be a runner for ten males that were around her own packs' territory. Female werewolves seemed to be holding out longer on mating and/or refusing to take a mate, so it's gotten to the point where the council had to force it upon them. Some agreed with the new policy just to be cruel, but others agreed that since her pack had plenty of females to go around, they would volunteer a handful of them to mate with the alphas and any other male wolves as needed. Lorena may not have been the prettiest wolf in her opinion, but she was cunning, strong, and fast, and she thought for sure she would be able to last and run until the alpha that had his eye on her eventually gave up. Boy was she wrong. RANKINGS: #1 in fantasy-romance #1 in fiction #4 in fiction #4 in werewolf #6 in werewolf Hit 1M on 08/01/2020 Hit 2M on 11/11/2020 Hit 3M on 12/22/2020 Completed on 09/07/2020

Former: Two Broken Souls "You think you can runaway?" he dangerously whispered in my ear. His arms locking me in an embrace, his fingers skillfully strumming my core and his hands tweaking my nipples. Sweat marred my brows as my breathing became ragged. My pussy was dripping under his expert fingers and I badly wanted him to dominate me "You're mine, Laurene. Mine to fuck. Mine to please. And mine to love!" Laurene Gabrielle Wang had the perfect relationship with the enigmatic billionaire Dark Montero. But with the struggles of growing up, the hounds of paparazzi documenting their life, and the impending marriage proposal, she left him. Only for her to come back with him desperately seeking revenge. Cover by heyawary/porrosha Started: 04.13.2020 Completed: 05.03.2020

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

What happens when the Greek god of dreams grows tired of his job? Easy. He trains his replacement so he can finally quit. But on a routine dream inspection, Morpheus runs into Gwen-Stacey Reynolds, a regular mortal whose dreams are anything but, and like her dreams, Gwen-Stacey is funny, outrageous, and has the uncanny ability to see right through him. Morpheus will spend his final days with Gwen-Stacey and in her dreams, he'll discover what he's been missing all this time. Dreams may not be reality, but this jaded dream god is about to find out that true love can find you anywhere...even in your dreams. **Copyrighted Material: God of My Dreams (Formerly titled: I Only Date Superheroes) Copyright © Wendy Nelson 2012 All Rights Reserved. No part of this literary work may be reproduced or used without written consent from the author. ***All images, videos, photos, superhero and movie characters belong to their respective owners. No copyright infringement or violation is intended by their use.

#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. •°•°•°•

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Previously titled Fifty Shades of Black or White "Is there a reason why you're staring at me?" Yes, I like what I see" Blushing I waved off his remark and asked "what can I do for you today? "Well I'm asking if you could go on a date with me? He asks bluntly "M-me go on a date with you?" I asked surprised "Yes, why do you sound so surprised" "Well for one, we don't know each other, we just met yesterday and I don't know what you're like" "Well, my name is Adam and I'm the CEO of Jacob's enterprise" "Well nice to meet you Adam and is that supposed to impress me?" "That wasn't the response I was expecting I was expecting you tell me your name" By now three persons were waiting to be cashed and were complaining asking Adam to leave so they can get service but he didn't even turn around to acknowledge their remarks. "Adam, you're holding up the line could you leave and come back" "Do I look stupid?" he asked while chuckling, "you expect me to leave so you could give me the round around. Your customers are waiting so I would you to say yes so we can both get on with our lives." Emily a cashier at a small book store in New York meets Adam, CEO of Jacob Enterprise a billionaire. He is seen as ruthless, arrogant and words that are not fit for the human ear to his employees because of the way he acts towards them. But in reality he is a sweet and loving soul who goes for what he wants, and he wants Emily. Emily and Adam got off to a rocky start but they end up in a relationship that is blissful and loving, but what they don't know is that external forces are planning to break them up and tragedy happens in the end that leaves Emily shaken to the core. Copyright ©2015, Nene Cover by: sweetmarshmallow11

It was adventurous. It was breathtaking. It was illegal. The first year of Sixth Form. The first year of a new beginning, the year I fell completely and utterly in love. Mr Hunter Danvers. My History teacher. The way his dark, lustrous hair fell naturally, lazily. His deep grey, almost charcoal eyes that bore into your heart. His muscular and tall physique shadowing my petite frame. That day, when he walked into class, was the day that changed my life.

He looked just like before yet I couldn't recognize him. As I looked into his eyes I could see the rage inside him. I could almost smell the hate coming from him to me. "what do you want now " he asked. " I need your help " I answered with a shaky voice. " what makes you think that I will ever help you? " he asked. " because you loved me once " I said trying to remain strong. This is the story of Samira and Zion. Warning : this story will take you to a roller coaster of emotions.

[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.