"I'll never be your Queen!" Princess Viola spat at him, her voice laced with determination. King Archer leaned forwards on his throne, glaring at her. "I'll give you one more time to rephrase yourself," he said sharply, with a look in his eyes that dared her to repeat herself. Princess Viola, sat upright, her voice burning with resentment, as she looked deep into his eyes, "I'd rather work as a slave for the rest of my life than ever becoming your Queen." King Archers' anger flared as he got up from his throne, walked down the stairs, and grabbing her by her jaw roughly as he tightened his grip making it ache under his touch. With her face mere centimeters away from his he threatened, "Then so be it." Viola tried her best not to flinch under his painful grip as she stubbornly held their gaze. Tightening his grip one more time, before finally letting go of her jaw he shouted, "Get her the fuck out of my sight!" -------------------------- Princess Viola is the only one to survive a ruthless rebellion and is helplessly at the hands of the new King. When she refuses to become his Queen he enslaves her with the goal to make her regret her decision as he resents her and her family.

To bait a falcon, a very small bird is fitted with ball weights attached to a string held by the falconer. When the raptor attacks, the rolling dive will tangle around the legs of both birds, thus ensuring the falcon cannot fly away. Further training involves both the string and treats, often meat from the same small birds, encouraging the predator to return to its handler. Centuries of war between the gods have caused an imbalance in the mortal world. Stark lines of division have resulted in three species, all vying for survival against an increasingly harsh world; The Tasuri, demon-shifters with noble houses stretching back before the founding of cities, shapeshifters in their clans and dens, and the Acera, those without fang, claw, wing, or hoof. The Tasuri city of Rune has never been more powerful, or more desperate. A plague has hit, a disease of infertility that is decimating the population of the purebloods and shifters. The Tasuri and shapeshifters turn their attention to the small, remote villages and towns of the Acera. Defenseless, there is nothing to stop the two powerful groups from enslaving the Acera and destroying the balance of their world beyond recognition. The ruin of the Acera is underway when the Tasuri House of Fyriin births a Warlord. The young warrior, Falx, takes his army of demons into the hills. There, he is gifted a young Acera slave as tribute. Thania has every reason to hate him, but she bears more weight on her slight shoulders than Falx could possibly know. What happens to the world when you take the bird away from her falcon? Warning: This is a historical fantasy, paranormal romance. It will have explicit scenes, including scenes of nonconsent. This world is brutal and harsh. Please take care before reading!

She had been sheltered her entire life. Locked away in her castle with guards looking after her every move. Suffocating in a life that wasn't hers. He was a free soul conquering the world. Reeking of everything her father had told her to stay away from. They met on a night that should have never happened. He told her to forgot him but she never did, instead she became addicted to him, her mystery man. After that her life was filled with chaos.

# Will be edited regularly... then taken down for major overhaul after completion # 18+ MATURE THEMES/ LANGUAGE/SEX SCENES ** WARNING!! THIS IS DARK EROTICA, NOT A MILD ROMANCE ** Plot slow to unfold. A few twists & turns. Fictional future earth. *** NOT PC**** The world has changed. The poles are moving. Life is different on earth, difficult... even more so after years of DNA experimentation on humans. Darke- hell bent on finding a young girl from his past, he'll never give up. The lengths he'll go to are unspeakable. He may have changed since their childhood but he's not the only one. Aylin- the naive, sweet young girl he once knew- is long gone. She's desperate and scared, always prepared for the worst, fighting to scrounge out a new life amidst the ruins. There are things about her past that have been hidden. Will she find the freedom she's been searching for, or will her future be decided by powerful figures with no conscience or empathy? Aylin is determined to be the master of her own future, not a slave to a council trying to control the masses. But how high will the cost be... and who can she really trust? ------- Aylin, do you fear me?" She knows what he wants to hear, but holds back the words, keeping her eyes lowered. Tears drop from the corners as smoke continues to irritate them. He grips her chin harder, inexorably putting pressure to raise her face to his. "Aylin, do you wish you could kill me?" At her continued silence, he growls. A squeeze to the apex of her thighs pinches the folds of her womanhood. Blue eyes fly to his. This time, she fails to hide her answer. Her eyes... they've always been her downfall. Too expressive. He smiles. Her gaze narrows in to that satisfied curl of lips. The deep dimple in his cheek lies; giving a false impression of sweetness and mirth. Sugar would only turn gooey black in his mouth.

"I left 7 years ago, and I can leave again. You can't stop me." "Actually, I can." Teeth sink into my neck. I scream the entire time. ________________________________ When Poppy graduated from high school, she was accepted into a big school in New York. However, Poppy doesn't know that the town and the alpha have other plans for her. When her mother rips up her acceptance letter, that's Poppy last straw. She saves up enough money for a one-way plane ticket to NY and runs away. Now she's coming back to Colorado, and there's no way they're going to let her leave. ___________ !!!!Not a cliche wolf story!!! Cover made by oceansxxx

I looked up at the tall attractive man who I spilled fruit punch on, my hands began to shake in fear as he looked back at me. He looked agressive and intimidating which scared me, it didn't help that he looked at me with such disgust. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" I whispered bringing my hands to my lips in shock. Before I could stop myself I was patting his white stained shirt rapidly with napkins. "I d-didn't mean to, honest. I'm -" my words were stopped by a massive hand gripping my wrist. "you aren't giving such a good impression to uncle now are dear?" He leaned in as he spoke to me. Rated: R if you aren't okay with an age gap please find another story. all rights reserved

❝How bad do you have to be, to be kicked out of Heaven?❞ He rose from darkness. He was the first that came to exist. He had the strength of a thousand men. He had never fallen in love. Khaos was the God of Existence. His entire world started crashing down around him when he was banished from Elysium after accidentally letting Hades, the God of the Underworld, free. The only way that Khaos can be a God again, is if he finds Hades and returns him to where he belongs. He also has to fall in love, to prove that he has changed and is worthy of his position. Now he is on Earth, alone and naked, running around the forest with no idea how to find Hades. There is only one girl that can help him, and her name is Olivia Jensen.

Taken by a psychopath to be a lab rat, shes been tortured for four years. She finally escapes into the dark woods only to run into the Alpha King's Beta in a not so ideal way. Will she be able to overcome the trauma and fears she has gained, will she escape her dark past? What happens when you throw in a cold, heartless Alpha King who doesnt want a mate? Who considers a mate to just be burden that can be used to control his wolf? What will happen when he discovers his mate is a weak little human? Does the traumatized little human even want anything to do with the big bad wolf who's so cruel to her? *Discontinued