I cannot feel. I should be emotionless. He is changing me. He is making me feel. He is dominating me. My body reacts to this man. It's... frightening. The things he has introduced me to... it is both pleasurable and painful. And now, I live only for him. I need to protect him even though I am his pet. Tsk, what horrid words. I am not his. Even if my body has surrendered, my cold heart won't. Not to this man, not to Dante. MalexMale relationship Cover made by @theotherday !!!! I love her graphics they're beyond amazing! Go check her out cx

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

Lucifer was born to be Satan's Fallen Angel. He knew that. Which was why he put up with the daily torment. It was why he didn't just end it all. He had a purpose, unlike the people who tried to make him miserable. Will Satan fall in love with his little angel? (This is a boyxboy book so...)

Riley is a rouge. One day she ventures off to far and stumbles upon the Summit pack where she meets her mate Alpha Jonah, the most feared, merciless alpha in the country. That's only the beginning seeing as Riley has a secret she wants to take to the grave. She's a hybrid. Will her secret be released or will it be buried in the ruins of the earth? And will her dark past come back to get her? ««««««««««««««««««««<>»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»»» "Wait," I called out He stopped dead in his tracks but didn't turn around so his back was facing me. "I can't stay," I said. His body tensed only slightly, but I couldn't see his face, his emotion. I opened my mouth to speak again, but he cut me off before anything could come out. "You are mine," he growled at me. With that he walked right out the room not waiting for my response.

One of his hands slides underneath my dress and between my thighs, trying to separate them. I press them together harder, and see his facial expression-It was dark, he was clearly getting aggravated at my defiance. His fingernails start digging into my flesh, as I let out a weak sob. My voice seemed to have left me as the world around me became nothing. Was I going to accept this? Eyesight blurry, I become dizzy- intense nausea seeping in. I hope I throw up. I hope it disgusts him enough to leave me the hell alone. What if I get away and he follows me to my mom? What if he hurts her? As soon as the panic comes, it leaves. Had someone finally heard my screams and pleas for help? The old man is knocked off of my body in a blur, and I take this chance to crawl away from his hunched form; My bones aching from the hard, dirty floor. I reach the brick wall, and let myself fall limp on a patch of ivy. I suddenly feel tired, my energy was draining. I feel a heating sensation warming up my chest- spreading like a wildfire; My veins turn a glowing citrus, orange color- but it quickly goes away. Did I see that correctly? Although, the weak feeling doesn't go away. I shut my eyes momentarily, only to reopen them to fill my curiosity. I don't see much because of the black blobs coating my vision. The veins on my arms have went back to their normal blue, as if I hadn't seen them turn any odd color at all. Maybe I was hallucinating. I was only able to witness one thing, and I had a sinking feeling that I probably shouldn't have watched. I was able to spot out a masculine figure grab the old man by his neck, and what I saw next shocked me to my deepest core. His eyes turn an intense silky red as his fangs come out quickly and he gives an evil, intimidating smile. "I'm gonna enjoy this." He states in his low guttural voice as he reaches forward and rips the old man's liver out.