Is 'A Morbid Taste For Bones' Part Of A Series?

“If you don’t stop looking at my mouth like that,” Hudson murmured, backing me against the bathroom sink, “I’m going to do something we’ll both regret.” ... ... My breath hitched. The door was locked but my heart was beating faster. Hudson stood inches from me, eyes dark, jaw tight, like he was fighting himself just as hard as I was. His hand came up, stopping just short of touching my waist, hovering there like a question. “Tell me to walk away,” he said quietly. I opened my mouth. Nothing came out. That was all the permission he needed.

Her only sin was having a killer body and innocent face which made the dreaded mafia lord, Lord Cassano obsessed with her. Shaking him off was impossible, he was everywhere. And he must have her, whether she liked it or not. It doesn't matter if he needed to cripple her boyfriend, or threaten her with the lives of her parents to make it happen. All he knew was that Aurora was his, and he was determined to keep her, no matter the cost or consequence. **** “Is this what you call love? You psycho! Every other day, I get kidnapped or threatened by your rivals and numerous enemies, get caught in a gun fire and witness your brutality. You have taken away my freedom and molded me into something I don't recognize. Yes, money is good. But this is not the kind of life I want for myself. I can't bear the curse of being your woman, set me free.” I roared, my eyes blazing with fury. I was past caring at this point, I can't survive this mad man. He hated being challenged, he might as well kill me. But to my surprise, psycho cupped my face and placed his forehead on mine with the most tender expression I have ever seen in his eyes. “I'm sorry, baby love. You have underestimated the degree of my selfishness. I will never let you go—unless you kill me.”

She was backed up against the tree and I took a branch, breaking it in half to reveal a sharp end, and going straight for his neck. It might not do much, or at least that's what I thought, but it should be enough to get him away from her.To my surprise, he plummeted to the floor. I looked at Illyria and walked towards her like a predator. With my bloodied hands, not sure if it was mine or his blood, I put them on Illyria's collarbone while dragging it up to her neck and ending up in her face, painting it just like the red rose in her hand, while she looked at me with panic in her eyes.“Don't fear me, little rose. I won't hurt you, but next time you decide to run away, make sure you do it without anyone noticing. I have eyes everywhere” I said in a low growl, that sounded even more dangerous than what I usually sound. ~~~~~~Illyria Abbot was meant to choose a husband on her 21st birthday. When her mansion is attacked by rebellious vampires, she barely escapes with her life. Lost in the woods she’s found by Kieran Moore, a brute vampire who will make her life hard while falling in love with her. But there are secrets who will keep testing them and their love. Will they be able to overcome it, or will it be their doom? Author’s Note: This story contains Latin Language. I am using a program that might not be accurate on the translation, so I apologize in advance if the translation is wrong. Thank you for reading this story and enjoy.

(Daily updates)'A bastard omega'- I had no trace of past except for being found in a dumpster. And I hadn't thought I would have any future until one day, Alpha's son stumbled into the kitchen. Soon everyone thought that I was having a hot, sensual, forbidden affair with Adrian, the alpha's son. And then Adrian concluded that I must be unconditionally, devotedly, obsessively in love with him. None of them believed me when I said it wasn't the truth. Okay, maybe there's a little bit of truth. And I may have a little bit of feelings for his kind nature, stunning shimmering eyes, and delicious physique. But will he return the same affection? Will we be able to choose love over everything else?

When a tourist’s corpse is discovered in a tranquil Akyaka graveyard completely drained of blood and gnawed by ghouls, rookie detective Manolya Kara is thrust into the dark underbelly of her Turkish seaside hometown Akyaka. What the mundane police report calls a tragic accident, Manolya knows is black magic. Armed with her hidden hellblade and the telepathic guidance of her invisible angelic companion, Aziz, Manolya prepares to hunt. But the investigation grows complicated when the elite Wellness Alliance deploys backup: Kayhan, an insufferably arrogant shadowmender who views her as a fragile civilian liability. As a sinister force begins invading Manolya’s mind with terrifying visions of smoldering red eyes, her mental shields begin to shatter. To stop a nightmare capable of stripping away her magical defenses, Manolya must survive a rising tide of demonic forces and learn to trust the partner she desperately wants to punch. A predatory evil is watching from the shadows, hungry for a new vessel and power, and it has its smoldering red eyes set perfectly on Manolya.

"He thought she was a pretty cage. She was the lock, the key, and the woman who'd burned the whole prison down."