Werewolf Paranormal Web Novels & Vampire Age Gap Stories

Warning before reading this book, it contains 3 different novels which I know you'll love.. Blurb- The first story is set in the 1800, in the Kingdom of Nevera; she's got a wicked stepmother who intends to ruin her life! Her betrayer of a lover! A toothless fat farmer for a suitor given to her of course by her beloved stepmother.. A ball she needs to attend to save her life from being tortured forever! This story is filled with kinds of drama, but thrilling and it's filled with adventures, Cindy is a simple girl who desire a simple life but fate has so much in store for her! Her story will be changed, disrupted and shaken the moment she decides to take charge of her life, she meets her drunken fairy godmother and her life took a drastic turn... For example like the king of Nevera chasing after her because he wants her in his bed over and over again! There's no escape because she can't simply outrun her vampire king! Find out by reading this amazing story how she tries to outrun fate and other obstacles standing in her way to a happy life

“Stay the hell away from me!” I held the blade tightly in my hand ,daring him to come closer . He only smirked ,dark obsidian demon eyes watching me “or else ?” he asked amused as if this was nothing but an interesting game to him. I would not let him mark me,never! I would not die as his human slave. Not after his kind wiped out my people,my family. He took a step closer and I moved back . Before I could even breath the beast was right in front of me.I widened my eyes as I felt my blade pierce right through his skin-into his abdomen. What had I done? I had never killed anyone before in my entire life! Let alone the Lycan king … “Oh you shouldn’t have done that,little mate”I felt his warm breath as he whispered into my ears. I quickly tried to step back but his large hand wrapped around my throat. I screamed loudly as his razor sharp teeth sunk into my skin and everything else turned into darkness. ____________________________ They call themselves 'werewolves' ,half man and half beast the most vicious monsters on this planet . Some say they were The First Fallen creatures to exist before humans and now they are back to take back their world. Some humans even worship them as Gods and unfortunately for Elizabeth their leader is her mate- half beast half Vampyre. A beast that wiped out her entire Kingdom.

In a world where ancient treaties keep monsters in check, Lyra Hale has spent her life hiding what she is. A human witch born of a forbidden bloodline, Lyra’s magic first awakened in childhood, wild, powerful, and dangerous enough to draw the attention of forces her mother spent years running from. When her mother vanishes without a trace, Lyra follows the only clue left behind to Transylvania, a land ruled by vampires and werewolves haunted by the aftermath of forbidden magic. Her arrival does not go unnoticed. Once human, once powerless, Caspian has built his reign on control and fear of vulnerability. Lyra’s magic, ancient, untamed, and resistant to domination, becomes both his greatest threat and his darkest obsession. As witches, vampires, and werewolves close in, Lyra is pulled into a hidden war between covens, courts, and prophecies long buried. Ancient elders awaken, feral creatures stalk the shadows, and whispers of a forbidden creation resurface, proof of what happens when love and power cross sacred lines. Bound to Caspian by dangerous magic neither fully understands, Lyra must choose whether to submit to the laws that seek to control her… or defy them and risk destroying the fragile balance holding the supernatural world together. Because in a realm built on blood and fear, purity is a provocation, love is rebellion, and some bonds were never meant to exist, yet refuse to be broken.

"Shh, just a little bit more," I said against her skin. I raised my head to stare at her and her blue eyes were wide. My thumb caressed her cheeks as she stared right back at me. "More, Kiara," I whispered. "Just a little bit more," I could feel the softness of her lips, the warmth of her body, and the sparks under her every touch. "Ivan," She whispered. *** She was my addiction. I couldn't get enough of her. Her touch set my body ablaze, and the taste of her lips lingered long after she was gone. Every moment without her was agony, and I longed for the next chance to hold her close. I had never been one to fall so deeply, to be so consumed by another person. She was my undoing, my weakness, and yet I couldn't imagine a life without her. She brought out a side of me that I had never known existed -wild, primal energy that couldn't be contained. And even now, as I lay beside her, watching her chest rise and fall with each breath, I knew that I could never get enough. She was my addiction, and there was simply no other way to describe it. #2 BROKEN SERIES