"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬." A forbidden romance between an obsessive demon and the innocent girl studying him. #1 in fantasy-romance (20/11/23) #2 in demon (12/10/23) #1 in violence (14/10/23) 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ COMPLETED!! ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝟏𝟖+

Ruthless Alpha Kane meets Sora, a gentle human who shatters his walls-and turns his world upside down. *** At 31, Alpha Kane Locus Black has given up on looking for his mate. Since the age of 18 it has been all he wanted; now at 31 he is a cold, scary and distant Alpha to his pack. Until he meets Sora. His little human mate. *** Book 1 of the Alpha series

She tried to climb off of my lap and I held her waist keeping her on top of the bulk in my pants. I'm sure she could have felt my dick pulsing as her pussy laid against it. I moved her waist backed and fort rubbing her pussy against my semi-hard dick. She moaned as we grinded against each other. I put my head against the crook of her neck and whispered "where do you think you're going?" "To get us something to eat" she said furrowing her eyebrows at me. "You can sit right her a little longer love" "What? You're gonna dry hump me? She said sarcastically rolling her eyes at me. I snaked my hands around her throat and reminded her not to roll her eyes at me. Without a doubt, as stubborn as this one is, she rolled them again. Enemies? Or not?

"Your mine, amore." I gasped as I felt his thick fingers brushed across my most sensitive parts. I almost gave in to him. Almost. My hands moved on their own accord, guiding his own hand upwards towards my breasts, he gave it a gentle squeeze. "Never, Allesandro." As I gave him my hardest glare, but I knew it would do nothing to object him. "But you will be, mi amore. Because I won't stop until this bellissima body of yours is underneath me moaning my name as you grip the bed sheets begging me to let you cum. And I won't let you, mi amore. Not until you give in to me. Not until you say you're mine. That weak ragazzino you parade around will never make you scream like I will. He will never make you cum like I will. Mi sono innamorato di te. Now your mine." I let out a ragged breath as he caressed my face, all while speaking so calmly it shook me to the core. I knew he spoke only honest words. Please. My heart begged me to take him up on his offer. My body hummed in recognition, as I let him lift me against the wall of his office. I looked into his alluring grey eyes seeing lust, want, need and another emotion I couldn't decipher. I want you, is what I wanted to say. I swallowed hard and unwrapped my legs from around his waist. I pushed him back gently. I can't. Angrily, I pushed him back with more force and glared at him fiercely. "You can't do this to me, Allesandro." But I knew he could. Because my body belonged to him. I longed for his body to please mine in unimaginable ways. I closed my eyes, fingers digging into the palm of my hand, as my mind assaulted me for giving in to his crude behavior.

Love is not a coincidence, we are chosen. "His name was Psycho, son of the ex-mafioso leader, Leandro Allesandro Leone. He was the current head of the Underground Italian Mafia, the American Mafia, and in a short time, would take over as the leader of the Russian Mafia. They say his father was highly dangerous? Well, I beg to differ. Psycho was not only lethal, but also a walking, ticking time bomb. Slight mistake made by those who worked for him, and boom! They'd be dead. He never exhibited mercy or patience, embracing death with such a fiery passion, and ensuring that all those who crossed him, would meet a vengeance much worse than death itself. And guess what? My father, a scientist, had successfully managed to make Psycho his worst enemy, and I was the one who'd bare all costs for my father's actions. ALL OF THEM..." As a psychologist, she thought that she'd be able to help him see life from a different perspective. Little did she know, that he was the one who'd change her. Oh, the things love can make one do... THIS BOOK IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES, PREFERABLY 18+, BECAUSE IT CONTAINS BOTH STRONG LANGUAGE, AND OCCASIONAL MATURE SCENES!! THIS IS THE SECOND BOOK OF THE MAFIA SERIES, THOUGH IT CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE. I DO NOT OWN THE IMAGES IN THIS BOOK!! MY BOOK IS NOT FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN! DO NOT PLAGERIZE!! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. COPYRIGHT ©2021 by Rachael Abeauty ALL CONTENT WITHIN THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND WORKS OF MY IMAGINATION!! SIMILARITIES WITH REAL LIFE EVENTS, PEOPLE, ETC IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. COVER MADE BY ME, THE AUTHOR...

Book 1 in the Sacred Bonds series. In Texas, land is bought with money... or blood. Azad Martinez spent twenty years building a fortune on a single, cold purpose: to annihilate the uncle who stole his family's ranch and kidnapped his brother. His plan is ruthless, perfect, and leaves no room for weakness-especially not a wife. But when his cousin threatens an innocent woman, Azad makes an impulsive, strategic move. He marries her. Yasmin Garcia is a veterinarian who traded her freedom to save her family's land. She expected a gilded cage and a cold husband. She didn't expect a man whose silence speaks of old wounds, whose touch is a brand, and whose enemies are deadly. As a cartel-backed war ignites around them, Yasmin realizes her new husband isn't just a businessman; he's a king reclaiming his throne by any means necessary. As Malik Martinez and his cartel allies strike back, the battle for the Martinez legacy becomes a war for survival. Yasmin must decide if she is merely a pawn in Azad's game or the one person who can reach the wounded man behind the legend. And Azad must confront the terrifying truth: to win his war, he might have to surrender the fortress around his heart, making the woman he married the greatest target of all. A darkly romantic tale of revenge, resilience, and the ruthless fight for a place to call home.

#7 in vampire #1 in queen The world has gotten boring to him after living for many centuries, through many generations. He thought of it as a curse. His gift was anything but a gift, in his opinion. He loved killing people. He always has. He enjoyed seeing the life being drained out of them, quite literally. He always drank every last drop of their life essence, he didn't have mercy. Though he was the king there was something he could never have unlike others of his kind. A soulmate. He hadn't been turned or born from vampire parents. No, he was born a monster from human parents. The first of his kind. Why he was born like it, he didn't know. He didn't care. All he knew was that he wanted to die already, since he had no mate to look forward to. He lived because he couldn't die, at least not physically. He had no reason to live, but many reasons to die and even though he tried many times by many methods, none of them suceeded. He staked himself, on multiple occasions. It felt like a needle piercing his skin. He hung himself. He didn't die, but he hung there, very much conscious. He went on the gillotine. It made his body dissapear and reappear in the same spot he was born in. He took his heart out. He grew one back. He bled out. His blood regenerated. He used silver stakes. They burned his flesh. He overdosed. It did nothing since drugs, alcohol and other dangerous things do absolutely nothing to him, except get him under the influence to a certain level. But none of them filled the emptiness in his heart. He just needed her. But all he got were unimportant girls he used and forgot about. He never felt anything for them. He couldn't. But then on that day while he was walking around a small town's forest, he felt the emptiness slowly being filled up a bit. He stood there in shock. He couldn't believe it. He almost cried of happiness, right then and there. He had her. He had a mate. His mate. His one and only mate. His Queen.

"We found her!" Inspector Halls announced. I stood up straight away i couldn't stop the happiness that made a 100 degrees turn in my heart. They found her. They found my baby girl. It took me 20 years to find her. Finally! "Where? Where is she?" "Dominic, honey sit down and let him finish" I looked at my wife and did as she says."Thank you Mrs. Salvatore" Leah just nodded. "As i was saying, Yes we found her, but there's a problem!" He paused. "She's living halfway across the pacific ocean!" "WHAT?!" Everyone screamed. Halls lifted his hand up to stop everyone from asking questions, and I am prepared to punch him in the face. "And her name is Valentina Carmichael." ****** Valentina Carmichael is a happy 20 year old woman living with her adopted grandparents in Australia. Her life changes when men in black suits barge into their home and shot her grandparents. . . *Read on to find out what happened next* ▼▼▲▲▼▼▲▲▼▼▲▲▼▼▲▲▼▼▲▲▼▼▲▲▼▼▲▲▼

Kelani Morano was a normal girl who worked at a coffee shop and went clubbing with her bestfriend. What she least expects is to be saved from something tragic by the man whom she met on an ordinary day. When she finds out what his lifestyle is like she wants nothing to do with him, but it seems life has different plans. Allesandro Cortez was a mafia heir waiting to take over the italian mafia from his father. He is usually cold hearted and ruthless but he can't seem to be that way around a certain someone. Will they be able to stay away from eachother? ENJOY!

(Sequel to Possessive At First Sight) Highest Romance Rating: #70 Alexander James Demakis. One thing for sure, he's a drop-dead gorgeous hunk with a stare that could make you cum right away. At a young age, he earned a spot in Forbes as one of the world most influential person. He turns silver into gold. And, as far as women go, they just exist as a mere sexual plaything. Meet his match, Clara Bell Valiente. A strong-willed royal, calm but a very blunt model. And she hated Alexander with a passion. A stolen kiss both made them realized that hate has a deeper meaning, but friendship comes first before love, that's Clara Bell's principle, except for Alex. He doesn't believe in Best Friend Forever especially when he knew Clara's so called bestfriend more than anyone. He's going all the way breaking that friend zone just to get another kiss from the woman who made him realized that kisses can be addicting, and he's addicted to her, like a heroine. And nothing can stop a drug addict, not even her bestfriend which happens to be his ex.