Lasher

Lily Collins is what you could consider as a girl with a purpose. By purpose, I mean to avoid trouble and to stay away from a certain blue eyed boy, with the means to torment her. A boy she can't help have undying feelings for...Asher Grey has everything, girls,money, people kissing at his feet so what more could he ask for? Other than the girl he finds pleasure in bullying, a girl he's in love with. At some point he won't be able to hold in his feelings any longer, it'll start to peek out.______________________________"You look like you just got banged!" He teased as he glanced at my state."What, no I don't?" I said, well more like asked uncertainly as I passed my hand through my unruly hair. I felt the disheveled strands as my finger tugged at some knots.Niall chuckled "Your hair is a mess and your shirt is inside out." He pointed out. My hand automatically went to my shirt as I tugged it and looked around at the prying eyes of the other students."Oh shit!" I muttered once I realized that indeed it was inside out. Gosh this is embarrassing. I pulled down my skirt suddenly feeling self conscious and pulled my shirt higher as I saw a little bit of my boobs peeking out."You also have a lot of love bites." He pointed out again louder than needed, making me give him a lethal look. If looks could kill he would have been dead right now. Maybe I can arrange that."Shut up don't point it out!" I hissed. I'm gonna kill Asher.

Book 1 - His Mate Book 2 - His Mate: The Demon King Book 3 - His Mate - Prince Asher "I know you are there," she said, her heart beating loud in her chest as her eyes searched frantically around. "I can...sense you." She added, hoping that might just scare whoever of whatever that was following her. She sighed, waiting for an answer or a noise, or anything that would just alert her of the ubiquitous presence with her. However, when a long time passed and nothing happened -the trees were still as still as they were and the moonlight shone as brightly- she counted from one to ten and turned to continue on her walk but she stopped frozen when she came face to face with the biggest wolf she had ever seen. Her heart jumped out of her chest when her eyes locked with it's red ones. A late run in the woods one night brought Asher to human teenagers camping in the woods. A flitting thought to see what they were up to brought him face to face to someone he never thought he would meet. She was not pretty and wasn't even the average of his taste in women but there was something about her that seemed to pull him and seemed to calm his raging demon. But apart from that was something else, something that screamed danger and might ruin all his years of effort.

"You're a little rag doll, aren't you? You want to be tossed around, you want me to use you anyway I see fit. Because you know. . . you fucking know. . . " He thrusts so hard, pain stabs my stomach. "You're my favorite toy." **************************************************************************************** They say bad boys don't fall in love. It's even worse when said bad boy is the head of the LA mafia group. Ash Thunder is a debonair stud with multi billion dollars in his coffers from his many businesses. He's got his sights set on Alicia, a demure Latino with the face of an angel and the body of a stripper. At first, she's just someone to pass time with but he later finds he can't let go off her that easily. He's in pleasure land until someone's death drags him into the murky land of his past. He can't figure out what to do - if moving forward with Alicia will jeopardize hire safety. He tries, he really does try to protect her, but it comes at a steep cost. When someone takes up his identity and leaves a slew of dead bodies, he decides to fess up and find out, once and for all, who stands behind the mask. What he find isn't pretty. It could lead to Alicia’s death, or his. Probably both!

“I do not want to stay here! Tell that to your lord!” She yelled at him. “He will take me back to Dragonsbane right now or I will bring this whole castle down!”---- Once every six hundred years, a ruling descendant of Axeris must offer up a pure breed daughter of Khione to the ancient spirits to keep the seal over the undead army of Osyron from breaking open and unleashing the wrath of the blood thirsty god upon the people of Astaroth and the other six kingdoms. Lord Ryder's rule falls under this year and he has his eyes set on Lyra, a pure breed descendant and princess of Dragonsbane, but there are complications when he tries to get her, she cannot remember him and he cannot offer her up if she is not in love with him. Time is running out, the seal is very unstable and everything seems to be working against him as he is soon caught up in a whirlwind of impossibilities and forced to make a difficult choice. There are secrets and twists as this is a tale woven into a maze of labyrinths, with each turn unlocking a new and unpredictable play out, until he is left standing against all he had ever believed in.

Dangerous, hot, and possessive. That's how they describe Eros Galaz, the mafia boss ruling the underground world. "We've yet to marry but you're already longing for another. You're mine, understood?" he uttered with a hoarse and possessive tone. When the assassin, Keisha Lexington, danced with the mafia boss... She didn't know things would go downhill from there. Marked as his possession, she now has to marry the man she needed to assassinate. The merciless mafia leader took a liking to her. The more she spends time with him, the closer she was to death's door.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚒𝚡𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚡 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚌 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝, 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙾𝚛𝚎𝚗. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠.