[COMPLETE] Heart of Stone - Part III - Souls Entwine Please read Part I and II found on my profile page first. Thank you. *Thanks to SeductionDestruction for the new cover*

[Mature] ALL R-rated scenes from my HEART OF STONE Series. Including: -- Heart of Stone -- Part II - 2 completed scenes Part III - 2 completed scenes And future books in the Heart of Stone series: - Heart of a Beast - Heart of a Knight - Heart of a Luna - Heart of an Alpha Read at your own discretion.

[COMPLETE] Some bonds can't be broken, even in death. -- He couldn't endure another heartbreak. "Accepting her would be a mistake," he said. "She's a human. I can't afford to have her blood on my hands." Gwen looked away, and he knew she saw the image that flashed in his mind. The slaughter. Bodies everywhere. The putrid stench of decay and metallic blood seeping through his fingers and staining the earth under his feet. The small, lifeless body in his hands whose death he couldn't prevent. And whose death he could never forget. "It won't be like that with her," she murmured to the floor. "I won't take that chance." Heavy with sorrow, her brown eyes looked up into his. "Not everyone is given a second chance. Take it." -- Soulmates only come along once in a lifetime. Or so everyone thought. She was his second chance. But her heart loved another. Fate would bring them together, and Fate would tear them apart. -- **A slow-burning, sensual love story with a splash of humor, a dash of action, and a lot of heart.** Rated PG-13 for adult content (coarse language, violence, and non-explicit sex) [There is a separate R-rated scenes book for those who want steamier scenes] CONTAINS: alpha lycan x human mates, strong female lead, second chance mates, reincarnation (tabula rasa), love-triangles, vampires, action, drama, humor, relatable characters, high stakes, passionate romances VOID OF: "insta-love," extremely possessive, aggressive, abusive alpha mates, Stockholm Syndrome *OVERALL WINNER of 2017 Flower's Awards*

A soul linked, near and afar, She loves you simply for who you are. Behind a mask her truth may lie, But other times, she is clear as the sky. You know not her face, only as half, She knows you, via photograph. Invisible links are made between people at birth. The person you are linked to is your soul mate. For miraculous holders however, if a pair of soul mates both possess a miraculous, they are able to use their magical items to better learn and understand their true love. However, the answers they are given are always cryptic, never giving a straight answer. And their links may be there, but they may not understand exactly who their love is for. In some ways, their love is always strained. But always, their love is the purest. MariChat, Adrienette focus, but Ladrien and LadyNoir also have their moments (It's the same ship anyway, let's be real here.) I also do YouTube for those of you who like the funnies - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCWXKJg-NcK9EE-QtPNbjCsg you can follow me on Tumblr for Blog Updates and preveiws - http://gamingempire.tumblr.com/

Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.

"You know, you aren't like most girls I have met." "Is that a good thing?" "It depends, are you obsessed with shopping?" "That involves walking... so no." "Dieting?" "Hah, that's funny." "Make up?" "I need motivation for that." "Heels?" "What have my feet ever done to you?!" After that, he laughs and claps his hands together, "Yes, that is a good thing." ~~~~~~~ He wanted freedom. She needed freedom. Luke Barrington and Ella Sanders. They thought their lives were bad, living up to a parents' expectation is way harder then it seems, especially when they are filthy rich and claim they only want what is best for you. Just think, one moment you are so busy hating on life, and the next, you are in a coma laying on the hospital bed, clinging onto hope that you will survive. Maybe it just took two cars and a curve in the road for them to see that life isn't so bad after all. Because what's the point of life if you aren't even living? ~~~~~~~ Book two in the T.B.B.B. (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series

At first, it was a great honor, now it's nothing but a curse. Each Different, Each Deadly.

Chip Honeycutt has a girly name. That's not the problem; his real problem is hiding the fact that his family owns a bakery. And that he loves to bake. What will happen when a new guy comes along and finds out his secret? Will he tell everyone? Or will he keep it? © 2015 by theCuppedCake. All rights reserved.

Bailey and Talia. Roommates and best friends. Love cuts through their reign when Talia decides its time to move in with her long term boyfriend leaving Bailey in the dust. Without enough money to pay rent on time, she has to find a new roommate. The only one available is the one guy she can't bear to be around. Carter Shaw. A wink of the eye and your resolve will fall faster than you can say 'no'. He was just that good. With Bailey and Carter both living carefree lives, you can say that living arrangements are going to be chaotic. Mixing two bachelors together is bound to get messy. Throw in competitions, dares, and things that weren't likely to occur and you have Bailey, and her roommate, Carter. ~∞~ "You're starting to sag." I gasped loudly and pushed Carter down the rest of the stairs. He was laughing loudly. "I'm kidding. Your ass looks fine." He grabbed my butt and made a beeline to his car before I could get him back. I felt violated. "This affection you're showing must stop." I slammed his car door shut. "Whoa. Don't mess with the interior." I opened the door and slammed it shut once more. "Bailey. I will start my car and drive. Then while I'm driving, I will throw you out the car." "No you won't because you can't kill me. I'm too pretty to die." I said. He snorted.

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.