~NOT EDITED~ ~RE-WRITTEN VERSION AS FROM 09 JANUARY 2023~ A princess. The first thing that come to your mind when you think of a princess is someone with the perfect life and a loving family. But, there are always exceptions. An example being Analise Royal, the youngest daughter of the king and queen of werewolves. From being blamed for something that she was not responsible for at the mere age of 5 to being sent away, she had nobody else but herself to depend on. What will happen when she is called back by her family. Did they finally realise their mistake? Or is it for something else? Read to find out how Analise life takes a whole turn. Many thanks @thestarisfar for the beautiful cover

Trapped in the last pocket of society that hasn't fallen to the apocalypse, Kate will have to choose how much she is willing to sacrifice to not only survive but to find the man she loves. ***** She knew it was coming. Nothing could stop the apocalypse now. It didn't even matter that Kate had made it months into the end of the world without seeing a single zombie. The clock was ticking, time was running out, and soon, she would have to face the monsters. That is, if she can tell what or who the real monsters are. And one may just be closer than she thinks. Content and/or Trigger Warning: The story contains some gore, violence, strong language, and dark themes. Copyright © 2019 by Nina Marks. All rights reserved.

Nothing stays hidden forever... Jess has only ever wanted peace in life. She has fought her demons daily for it and against all odds even found love. Forces she didn't even know existed are about to collide and toss them into turmoil, the likes of which she's never seen before. To make it through they will have to trust in each other and pray for a miracle, or make one of their own. Book 2 in the Forgotten Wolf series

A battle-scarred Alpha and a broken woman with hidden wounds are fate-bound-but she wants nothing to do with him. As danger looms and tempers flare, he'll have to find a way to break down her walls before it's too late. *** Scars...some are worn on the outside and read like a book, others are hidden on the inside, unseen but shape every fabric of our being. Alpha Chris has his share of scars. He wears them like badges of honour, having earned them protecting his pack. Jess carries hers on the inside, a collection of secret shame... After Jess breaks free of an abusive ex, she goes home to her farm in the remote countryside to pick up the pieces of her shattered life. She tries to bury her trauma and move on, determined not to let anyone get too close again. Chris has given up on finding his mate and focuses all of his energy on his pack, growing colder and more distant with every passing year. Just when he least expects it, she falls into his lap, smelling like his best friend and wanting nothing to do with him. What happens when a battle-hardened Alpha who is used to getting his way comes up against a stubborn woman set on walling herself from everyone? More than brute strength is needed to break through those walls and reach her. When hidden enemies threaten both their lives, will he be able to reach his Goddess-given gift in time? Or will pride and tempers ruin their last chance at happiness? The Moon Goddess has a plan that neither understands. *** BOOK 1 OF THE FORGOTTEN WOLF SERIES

For the last seven years, she wanted nothing more than a normal, free life. Abuse and neglect were her everyday companions. As her twenty-first birthday neared, so did the Hunt, a ritual designed to punish non-shifters. A mate who both sends her away and watches her every move. The outlawed and mysterious Old Magic. Powers of good and evil nipping at her heel. Lies. Obsession. Betrayal. When her mate finally rescues her from the terror of her old pack, is she free? Or has she simply moved into a more comfortable cage?

**Sequel to The Alpha's Claim** "Damien, we're in public," I blushed, glancing around. "So?" he said, swirling his tongue on the mark on my neck. "You kissed me first." My body erupted in tingles, and I almost lost my balance. "Damien," I protested again. "Stop." He leaned his head back but didn't lose his grip on me. In fact, he readjusted to keep a firm grip. He slowly pulled my hips against his. "Look at me, dove," he said lowly. I glanced up and saw his dark green eyes flickering gold. They were mesmerizing. Slowly, Damien maneuvered me against the stone wall of the castle. He pinned my hips against the wall with his own. My body flushed with pleasure as our eye contact deepened; we were locked in each other's stares. Damien suddenly lurched forward and trapped my lips with his own. His hands went to my neck, and he cupped my face roughly. "I don't want you talking to Elijah," Damien said as he leaned back to take a breath. My head was swimming. All I wanted was more of Damien. "I don't want you alone with anyone except Berry." "But why?" I asked, leaning in for more. His right hand moved from cupping my face lovingly to gripping my throat subtly. His eyes froze in anger and I stiffened. "Because I don't trust a damn soul here," he said lowly into my ear. "And I am here to protect you. Understood?" he said. The pressure on his thumb began to increase. His eyes were demanding my submission.

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

In a world of monsters, is it possible to find the beauty in each other? Ice melts... Power ignites... Bonds forge... Just in time to clash with the impending storm on its way. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "I think you have lost your mind," Soren suddenly muttered. Then it happened: Annika grinned. A glowing warmth lit inside, heating her cold interior. There was something extraordinary about the simplicity put into a grin. The anguish lessoned, and suddenly anything was possible. Surely the sky could fall if Annika could smile? "What makes you say that?" She asked as she continued her movements. The grin acted as a soothing balm on her aching heart. Annika might've been crazy to become so easily uplifted by an everyday facial expression, but crazy seemed like a much better term to be than slave. "Only a lunatic would approach me in my slumber." His eyes remained shut, and he didn't object to her petting, so Annika didn't stop. "Well... you wouldn't know if you were asleep?" "Mmm," the sound vibrated like a guttural hum, "I awoke the second you entered." "Did you?" Annika asked as she turned her head to study his face, but this time, his eyes were open, revealing those beautiful pits of colorless depths. --------------------------------------------------------------- (WARNING: MATURE CONTENT OF ALL KINDS *EMPHASIS ON THE ALL PART*) Highest Rank: 48 (thanks to you beautiful creatures)

• 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 '𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗦' 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 • There isn't a single ounce of fear projecting off him as he stands in front of me, his extreme level of authority practically radiating throughout the room. "Touch her again and the next bullet I fire will go through your fucking skull. Comprendere?" He warns, the threat clearly understood as the dozens of eyes around us become wide and fearful. .................................... Lula has always loved the idea of capturing memories and moments that will last forever. The ability to take a picture and know the memory of it will live on for as long as the people in it, possibly even more. That is, until the day she accidentally photographs something that will leave her regretting that one innocent click over and over. ....................................

In a brutal post-apocalyptic world where ferocious creatures who were once human roam the night, Morgan survives with nothing but her bow, arrows, sharp instincts, and a heart hardened by loss. Emotionally cut off and fiercely independent, she trusts no one, until she crosses paths with a tight-knit group of survivors. Among these survivors is Jesse, a mysterious and quietly strong man whose presence begins to crack her walls. As they fight to stay alive, Morgan is forced to confront everything she's buried, including the unfamiliar stirrings of hope and love.