He was standing so close i could feel his body heat through my thin dress his cologne clouded my mind and my senses were drowning in everything that was him. Large hand cupping my chin i think nothing of it until he pulls my bottom lip down. "Youre a long way from home...arent you sweetheart?" Or that fic where the bad guy finds someone who understands him... Somewhat

A Hunter's Love. Book 1 Nadia Stevenson the woman there for everyone even when she feels like the favor isn't returned. The woman running away from love. After a horrible ending to a past relationship she has no interest in love she actually avoids it. That is until she meets Nate DeLuca the doctor with the tattoos. She tries to convince herself that it was only one night, but one intense night leads to far more than she ever expected. He also believed he was done with relationships until he met her, but as the two of them spend time together he wants more than one night with Nadia. It was supposed to be one night, but macho man gets what he wants "So last warning I'm not letting you run..." Full book available on Amazon 🖤

Primula is tormented by her family and pack members every day. From the day she was born they beat and tortured her for something she could not control. The Only thing Primula has ever known was brutality. When she met her mate, he shattered her dreams by rejecting her. When the supernatural community, including Rogues and Hunters encountered a new evil, they decide to ban together to stop it. But no amount of strength and numbers could prepare them for something so primitive that it transcends life itself. In their darkest hour, they turned to Primula, the girl who they completely destroyed. The girl who somehow has a connection to this new evil and could gave them all the answers they are looking for. But why should Primula help them? After all, she has nothing to gain. This story is completely fictional and any mention of names, place, events and happenings that resembles real life is a coincidence.

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

THIS IS A SAMPLE! I REPEAT, THIS IS A SAMPLE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND ALL THAT OTHER GOOD STUFF. THIS STORY MAY HAVE TRIGGERING CONTENT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!! You want my heart, it comes at a wicked price. You want my loyalty, then go ahead and roll the dice. I am Divine and if your shadow cowers before me, then you are not worthy. I am Queen and I can rule with or without a king.

A signature, a signature was all it took for Diane's life to come tumbling down and smashed into a million pieces. Diane knows what betrayal is. She is the definition of betrayal. She is the walking reminder of the betrayal between a husband and a wife. Betrayal by her family and betrayal by her boyfriend. After the betrayal comes the humiliation and the disgrace. She was forced to leave or more like kicked out with her mother and her baby growing inside her. Her boyfriend makes it crystal clear that he wants nothing to do with her or her baby. Fast forward to the present, her ex-boyfriend is in desperate need of her. Or more like, in need of her baby. But Diane is there to remind him about his signature. Her ex-boyfriend and her ex-family are introduced to a new and crazy Diane. They soon learn that you never ever mess with a woman and her children, it would be like goading a fight with a lioness. And that is what Diane is, a lioness who would and is capable of doing anything to protect her family. And Diane is there to remind him about his signature. Like I said never mess with a woman and her children!!

"𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄, 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩.." - 𝘾𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙖

It has been four years since Oakley, her mum, and brother fled to Australia. With the trials looming, she makes the decision to return to England. Oakley is desperate for closure so she can put the past behind her and move on with her life. How will she cope when she comes face to face with the two people that hurt her the most, and the one person that she hurt the most? Her love for Cole never faded, but how will he react to her return after so long? Will they be able to put everything behind them in order to have a happy ending?

For eleven years, Oakley Farrell has been silent. At the age of five, she stopped talking and no one seems to know why. Refusing to communicate beyond a few physical actions, Oakley remains in her own little world. Bullied at school, she has just one friend, Cole Benson. Cole stands by her refusing to believe that she is not perfect the way she is. Over the years, they have developed their own version of a normal friendship. However, will it still work as they start to grow even closer? When Oakley is forced to face someone from her past, can she hold her secret in any longer?

Success doesn't equate happiness. I've had to learn that the hard way over the years. With every disappointment, every let down, every heartbreak, my solution was to just achieve something. Gain a new award, a higher accolade, a bigger position. The distractions only work temporarily, but once it dies down you realize that you're left with just you. You realize that you're still alone, still a failure in other aspects of life, and still hiding from the past. My name is Brynn. I got married at nineteen to my college sweetheart, and at the age of twenty four I found myself packing up and leaving him in the middle of the night. During that ungodly hour is when everything starts to hit you, when everything begins to resurface. My husband never attempted to come after me, never even attempted to reach out to me. Yet I still find myself going to sleep with him on my mind. I can still feel his touch if I dream hard enough. I still find myself keeping up with his social media, following his life from a distance. Only in that ungodly hour do I let my fantasies roam free and allow myself to miss him. I allow myself to still love him, still care for him. As long as I know that once morning hits it's back to business, back to being distracted, and back to being alone.