...stays on the balcony the only separation between aimee and jace's balconies were the two parallel metal rods reaching just three feet tall, a rather ineffective barrier between the already short spaces. they could hear and see everything from their designated sides, so naturally it would be easy for the conversation to find itself going deeper than just a few snide comments.

Things never change. Some people can never escape. In the dark, things lurk, and there is no hiding. Try to run. I dare you. *This is a sequel to King of Beasts, I strongly recommend reading the first beforehand, otherwise read at your own confusion.

"Don't touch me, darling. Not unless you suddenly want to find yourself with my cock in your mouth." • • • Sins come in all shapes and sizes, but she never expected it to come in the shape of him. He was what you called a Sinner; His touch made you sin in every biblical way possible. One touch was all it took; one catastrophic sin. Cara had always lived the virtuous life as a faithful Catholic. She never expected her life to be abruptly turned upside down when she yelled at a rude man with sinfully wandering hands. But when you've lived your whole life as a saint and start to mess with a Sinner, you're bound to do something bad; You are bound to (do) Sin.

BOOK 2 : He took me from my family and forced me to stay by his side as the bride of the beast. He took me to a world that was far beyond what I imagined and made me understand how to accept the undeniable. I was his, he claimed me as his. I fought, I struggled, I annoyed him t no end. Yet, somehow through it all he says he still wants me. slowly but surely, he chipped the barriers surrounding my heart . He became my strength, my inspiration, my friend, my protector, my irreplaceable other. Then they stolen him from me... My alpha, my mate, my husband...my forever and I intend to take him back.

"What would you like me to play; The violin or your pussy?" • • • He lived on the street. They called him a tramp. He slept with trash and found his meals in the garbage. Nobody knew who he was. Melody knew the moment she met him, something about him was off. Something about him was missing. Impassive and unpredictable, he always lurked around, his hulking figure a wandering question mark on the streets of New York. But give him a violin and watch him play...

(Completed) "If I can't have you, no one else will." **** He lived in my shadow. Guarding. Watching. Waiting. I never knew him but he knew everything about me. He was a Lycan with the strength of a thousands soldiers. His command was like thunder--loud and merciless. In his wake was a trail of chaos. I should be afraid of him but I was drawn to him. He was mine as I was his. Pulled into an unknown world Diedre never dreamed of, she must fight for her life and decide if this was truly the fate she wants--a life full of chaos, betrayal, and war. Highest Ranking #19 werewolf

The ruthless Jarl of the rumored cold-blooded Dahlsten clan. A young maiden of the southern Haraldsson clan. Two individuals from very different worlds. One night that interlocked their paths forever. Highest Ranking: #1 in Historical Fiction This story will include MATURE content, as it contains sexual scenes, possible trigger scenes and cursing in Norwegian. It is recommended for an older crowd 17+. It is not your typical Viking story, sorry kiddies. This is my first chapter story, so it will not be perfect! Consider yourself warned. Beautiful cover made by @LarissaChesser **TSVB is on temporary hold due to author's hectic life, please be considerate in comments. Thank you!

*First title in the Immortal Series* "He's the one they tell you never to make a deal with." After her parents agreed to give her to the infamous immortal, Fate, once she reached a certain age, Zayla has accepted her life as over. But not without a fight. For years, she has spent training to kill an immortal. To kill Fate. But what if he's not what she thought? And what if everything she believed, everything she trained for would be used against her. For him. Because what if everything, including her own fate, is owned by him? In a twist of events, Zayla has to learn who to trust, who to love, and who to fight for. *** Cover made by the very talented @MarbelisLugo Mature Content. Advertisement Warning.

[book one] The game was simple: A contest comprised of three unique challenges, designed to test a human's strength physically and mentally, their personality compatibility, and their chance of survival. The prize was excruciatingly tempting: The chance to be reborn, into a strong immortal creature of the Night, and to stand beside one of the sexiest men alive for the rest of your endless life --as his Mate. But was the cost too much? ~ If you happen to be reading this story from any other platform other than Wattpad (or Tapas), please note that you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe form then please go to: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Serayna Thank you and happy reading! ♡ [epic cover by @Forcade]

HE was the chief's cousin... Namoriee knew the only way to protect herself against the blond-haired gentle giant was to stay away. The way her heart pounded and her insides fluttered when he was near could only lead to disaster. Two years ago he made a promise to her that she never thought he intended to keep. She was wrong. SHE was the handmaiden... Tyronian wanted Namoriee even when he knew he couldn't have her. The need to possess her was so deep, it took every ounce of mental and physical strength he had to keep the promise he made to her that stormy night. He promised he would wait until she was older. He promised her two years. But now... time's up. Namoriee wants nothing to do with him but he has no plans on stopping until she's in his bed, and he's in her heart. She will be his. Forever. Whether she likes it or not.