FOR TWO SWEETHEARTS.... When 26-year-old Isabelle Grayson finds herself to be married off to a unwanted marriage set by her uncle to pay his debts, she is horrified and runs away to Inverness only to find herself under the protection of her close friend -and the man she secretly in love with- the handsome and dashing young Marquess of Albans, Andrew McFarland. NOTHING IS MORE PASSIONATE.... With the sudden appearance of his close friend, Isabelle Grayson, 26-year-old Andrew McFarland, Marquess of Albans has no choice but to protect her from a devious uncle who want to claim her father's property to pay off his debts. THAN A SCOTTISH LOVE... But who would have thought that few weeks together would lead to tempting and seductive kisses and passionate nights? And how who believe that he would get to one knee and propose, only to pray for the answer to be yes?

They were ill-matched... He's charming and deadly. She's intoxicating and skeptical. What happens when an English lady with a secret meets a Scottish Highlander with a history? Lady Elizabeth Kendall is on the run... There is no one she can trust. Her parents are dead. And... her uncle seeks to involve her in a terrible plot! There is only one solution, one hope for her. That is to run north. Her cousin Devon Montgomery holds an English claim on Scottish land. She disguises herself as a maid, never thinking what is ahead of her. The only one who can help her is the blank-shield soldier who pulls her from a terrible situation. Reade MacTaggart. But ... Reade is not as he seems. He's no more a mercenary than she is a maid. Instead ... he's a Scottish Highlander, the younger brother of Laird MacTaggart-of the infamous Clan Mactaggart. There is only one reason that Reade came south. That is to spy for his clan. Just when he thought to go home, an English girl with more beauty than money falls into his lap, and Reade finds that he cannot resist. In a dark and violent era, Elizabeth and Reade find each other, but will they be able to keep each other? Or will she be taken from him?

She should just lean in and kiss him that could do the trick. She could feel his arousal press into her from where he had lifted her onto the wall. He wanted her but why was he so damn stubborn. Her breath caught in her throat as he leaned dangerously close to her face. She had had her fair share of experiences with men before but didn't understand why this man made her blush. His brown hair that always looked ruffled like he just got out of bed tempted her to run her hands through it and his full pink lips moved ever so graciously as he spoke. "I promise you dear Lady Wife." The words sounding more endearing with his lilt, "When I finally grant you your request, I'll leave you sore and bedridden for many days to come." At that he dropped her onto wobbly feet without so much as a glance at her.

Lady Kathryn McGregor knew her heart was stolen the first time she saw this handsome knight. When he gallantly came to her rescue, she knew there would be no one for her but him. His parting words to her, she could still hear his voice clearly as that fateful day so long ago. She too looked forward to the day that they would meet once again. Sir Grant McKenna, seducer of women and a fierce warrior. Fourth born son to Clan McKenna, there was no need to marry or produce an heir, a proclaimed bachelor is what he was. Haunted he was in his dreams of a lass with soft doe eyes and hair the colour of chestnuts. He knew they were just dreams for didn't recall meeting a lass as bonny as she. Will destiny seal Grant's fate? Do dreams ever come true? Perhaps they will for Grant and Kathryn.

❝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.

(Highest ranking #1 in historical) "I volunteer. I will be your wife..." When he rose a brow, she covered the distance between them, her jaw set. "In name only." He seemed to consider her words for a few seconds. "No," He finally said. "What?!" Her pitch rose a notch, disappointment lacing her voice. Taking a step that brought him face to face with her, "If you must be my wife, Blondie, then you must truly be my wife -in name, and in body." He leaned forward, his warm breath tickling her skin as his eyes ran down the length of her. "Frankly," He raised his eyes back to her. "I want all of you. All, or nothing." ____________________________________ Sharon Annabella Freelance is the only daughter of George Freelance, the town's drunk gambler. Not only has he gambled everything away, but he has managed to gamble his daughter away also. Left with no other choice, Sharon must marry and learn to live with the man her father lost a bet to. Well, he can have her but he will never possess her heart. That, he can bloody bet on! __________________________________ Mathew Steiner, in a desperate attempt to be independent, leaves the comfort of his father's wealth, moves to a small town, and buys a mansion he cannot fully afford yet. When Mathew's only hope of paying fully for the house is dashed, he is faced with two options; return to his father, a failure or, get his hands on his inheritance left by his grandfather. There is only one problem with option two; he must find a wife to do so. Copyright © 2016-2017 Lily Orevba All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake