The Hunter and His Prey A camping excursion gone wrong quickly leads Violet into harms way. The hunter will do anything to get the prey he seeks, what will happen when Violet comes between him and the prey he is mercilessly hunting down? Read on for a sneak peek! Story Excerpt: I dashed forward hearing his footsteps even louder than mine had been behind me as I raced into the rain. My bare feet sunk into the muddy Earth, making me slide across the terrain as I bounced forward. Strong arms grasped me around my middle, hauling me off the ground and into the air screaming flailing my feet into his strong thighs, swinging my arms back behind me until I made contact with his chest and face, clearly making no impact. He began carrying me back off to the house. "Help," I screamed into the rain, into the endless tress, into the empty forest. "Enough," he growled his face inches from my ear as he pulled me up by arms and led me back into the house by them. He pushed me forward, through the threshold of the door and slammed it behind us. I stumbled forward before turning to face him, aware that I had angered him, shaking from fear more than my cold wet body at what my fate would now be. "Take your clothes off," he said gruffly as he strode towards me. Caught of guard I took a fumbling step backward and stammered, "Wh-What?" "Take off your clothes," he demanded again as he stripped his wet T-shirt away and placed it on a set of three large black metal hooks that lined the wall. He turned back to me glaring and strode towards me stopping so that my face was only centimeters from the fine black hair that covered his immaculate chiseled chest that led down to model worthy abs. His jeans hung low on his body, showing of the V shape of his hips that women lusted after. "I'm not going to have you ruining my home with your muddy wet clothes. Now take them off or I will," he stated bluntly eyeing me harshly.

There's nothing Emma Chassèriaux can do to escape Matteo Lucchese, he'll make sure of it. After all, someone has to pay, right? "You're sick in the head, Matteo." My voice is thick with emotion, with vulnerability. How fucking dare he. "And you're delusional if you think I want anything to do with you after what you just did." He's quite the sight right now, composed but teetering on the edge. I can tell by the slight twitch in his left eye. His breath fans across the tip of my nose as he leans down, eyes flickering back and forth between my pupils shrewdly. "I own you, Emmy. It doesn't really matter what you fucking want." I'm tempted to pull my chin out of his grip when he suddenly grasps it firmly, his thumb digging into the side of my jaw. "When I tell you to jump, your only response should be 'How high, Matteo?'"

Olivia has been living in fear most of her life. At least ever since she was a small child at, when the vampires took over. She is separated from her family and despite her silent wishes, she knows they are dead. She lives in the tunnels with another family for two years, trying to keep quiet and stay hidden from the vampires. When her and her new family are captured, she watches the people that took her in be sucked dry in front of her before being sold to a store that sells humans in cages as pets. She is bought as a gift for the very Lord of the Vampires that took over her towns. Little does she know that her life is not ending being sold to the Lord - it is just starting. HIGHEST AWARDS! #1 in DarkRomance #1 in VampireLove #2 in VampireHuman #2 in Pet

She found herself in his game. There was no escape for her, not unless he wanted to. She was trapped in a world she wouldn't be able to get away from. All her life would change, not that it hadn't already from the first time he appeared. He was feared, powerful and somehow respected. She was alone. There was nothing Elara could do and Kyril knew it.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Denovan's voice is calm, yet laced with quiet menace. I freeze, my mind racing. Why is he in my room? And more importantly, why does he even care? He made it clear he doesn't. "I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION!" he suddenly roars, snapping me out of my thoughts. His fury is undeniable-the bulging vein in his neck, the sharpness in his eyes. I swallow hard, my heart hammering. "I... it's none of your business," I manage, though my voice betrays me with a slight stutter. Wrong answer. In a flash, he's on me, slamming me against the wall, his hands locking my wrists in place. His breath is warm, his grip unyielding. _________________________________________ FATE HAS A WAY OF WORKING ITS MAGIC.

He wanted a Queen, she had no need for a King. He wanted his mate, she wanted adventure. He wanted her close, and she wanted to stay away. But as we all know: Opposites attract.

𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘰, 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝙗𝙚𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 ༒ 𝒜 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ༒

"You're going to pay off the debt." The man with stormy grey eyes told me in an authoritative tone. I narrow my eyes at the beautiful man trying not to get lost in those silver like eyes, "What debt?" *** Nineteen year old Cathenna is pulled into a world of gangs, violence and drugs all due to a man by the name of Alessandro Armani.

Ivy Ortega has spent the majority of high school giving herself away too easily. And just when she thought she was forever destined to love a boy who would never love her to the same extent, she meets a man who shows her what she really deserves. However, there's one small (but arguably significant) problem. He's her best friend's father.