Arti Smell

***This book contains violence, cursing, sexual content, and talk of suicide, enjoy at your discretion.*** I was walking through an unknown foggy forest when I spotted a field of wildflowers. My feet had a mind of their own as they led me to wander through the flowers. I nonchalantly dragged my hands over the flowers. It was a beautiful and serene sight. I deeply inhaled the sweet scent of the flower and gave a little shudder of bliss. I closed my eyes and just absorbed the moment wanting to remember it. Suddenly the sounds of paws hitting the forest floor overwhelmed me. Then the forest was ignited with flames. Everything glowed vibrant oranges and reds as heavy smoke smothered me from above. I threw myself to the ground desperate for any trace of clean air. As I attempted to crawl out of the flowers a new sound harmonized with the thunder paws, screams and howls for help terrorized me. I clawed at the ground desperate to escape the menacing choir. Fire licked my skin and I screamed for help. Sobs escaped my lips as flaming branches fell on me from above. The smell of burning flesh was the only thing that consumed me as everything went dark.

“Kahit sabay pa tayong nangako sa altar, wala kang aasahan sa’kin. I’m not going to be the husband you want.” Ang mga salitang ito mula kay Luigi Ibarra ay parang kutsilyong tumagos sa puso ni Nami Santiago—isang mayaman ngunit nerdy na babae na matagal nang may lihim na paghanga kay Luigi. Si Luigi, ang pinakasikat na aktor sa bansa, ay napilitang magpakasal kay Nami upang mapanatili ang legacy ng kanyang pamilya. Ngunit kahit kailan, wala itong patak ng pagmamahal para sa kanya. She was the complete opposite of his type, and she knew it. Pero masyado lang talaga siyang martir. Hanggang isang gabi, nagbago ang lahat. Nahuli niyang may ibang babae si Luigi—ang ka-love team nitong si Sasha Alvarez. Sa puntong iyon, tuluyan na niyang binitawan si Luigi. Pero kasabay ng kanyang paglayo ay natuklasan niyang nagdadalang-tao siya. Four years have passed, at nabaliktad ang sitwasyon. Si Luigi na ngayon ang naghahabol nang malaman niyang may anak sila ni Nami. Will she choose to forgive him, or will she move on and choose Arren Corpuz, another famous actor who stood by her side when everything fell apart?

Taking over the responsibilities left by his brothers, Eltan Storm became the next scariest Don of Mafia Thunder after his father. The underworld became his kingdom, but there were two things he needed in his life: love and revenge. On one hand, Eltan wanted to avenge the death of his parents, and on the other hand, a part of him craved love. But bringing love into his life would mean more deaths, which he couldn't bear, until his eyes landed on Faith Mabel. Faith Mabel was working in the Berserkers, the most famous casino in Las Vegas. Having a traumatizing past, the last thing she expected was to pique the interest of her new boss, who was not only in the Mafia, but also a former artist. What will happen when Faith starts falling for Eltan? Will he reciprocate her feelings or push her away?

Everything was going downhill. Caterina Mari Santelli is having trouble. At first she struggled to remember who the man in her hospital room was. Now, she doesn't exactly know if she loves him or hates him even more (the thought of planning a wedding to a man you hate isn't exactly inviting). She's also in distress knowing that her plans aren't going the way she planned. To add to her list of dilemmas, she's having PTSD and is afraid to even hold a gun, much more shoot one. Lucas De Marchi is just a dazed man walking. Something warm towards Caterina was building inside of him. He knows exactly what that feeling is and knows exactly how dangerous it is. But despite his efforts to stop his feelings, he always finds himself doing dirty business with her or for her. He's confused about Mari, and he's worried about his family and his sanity. To finally put that luscious cherry on top, Matteo Santelli, Caterina's uncle, has heard of her and Lucas' soon-to- be-wedding and is mad for being uninvited. Now the church doors are open. Only problem is, no one knows exactly if it's for a wedding or a funeral.

Katrina D'Amore: I'm a human living in a pack of werewolves. Strange? Not really. Not when you consider I am the hybrid daughter of the Alpha. I just happened to be the twin that didn't get a wolf spirit. I've always assumed I wouldn't have a mate as a human. Yet since seeing Tiberius lying in that hospital bed, I've felt this strange pull to him. Could he be my mate? Or is it just my curiosity to know what he looks like under those bandages? Tiberius Bellomo: I woke up in this unfamiliar forest. I ran and ran, but I couldn't find my way out. Why can't I find my way home? My pack needs me. I have to find the Fayte sisters. I must protect them, but I'm alone in this forest—all except her. I don't know who she is, yet I do. She's my mate. I can smell her; I can hear her calling my name. But when I get close to her, she disappears. What kind of mental prison am I in? This is the third of the Incubi Pack series. You do not need to have read Alpha of Nightmares or The Hybrid Alpha to enjoy this book, but it is encouraged. The Incubi Pack Series: Book 1 - Alpha of Nightmares Book 2 - The Hybrid Alpha Book 3 - Dream Mate Anthology Short Story - Chosen Mate Anthology Bonus Story - Sicilian Holiday Anthology Short Story - The Quiet Giant's Mate Book 4 - Beta's Innocent Mate

The Flame of Love can warm even the coldest Heart..Alpha Zero of the Cold Mountain Pack has no interest in finding his mate. Brutal, fearless, and the strongest Alpha of the four regions. The rogues call him a beast! He baths in the blood of his enemies. He is the Alpha that even the Alpha King considers as a threat to his throne.But what happens when a Princess finds out that she is fated to be the cold Alpha’s mate? Would she forced him to claim her, or would she find someone else? When she realizes he has no ability to smell the scent of his mate, what could Princess Jasmin do, when the mate she romantically dreams of has no idea she is his mate?As Alpha Zero swore an alliance with the Alpha King. He has no idea that his sister is fated to be his mate. The Princess of the Royal Pack, the sister of Alpha King Jack. Discover how fate will find a way to put them together and how they will overcome the struggles of their own packs.Book cover credits to Chimdi Jane Samuel

"What's that?" I whispered to myself as I felt something moved very fast behind me. It was very dark at night and a dim-lighted lamp was the only source of light I had to see my way home! "Oh my God!! What could that be?" I whispered to myself again as it moved again, this time, I felt it getting closer to me. Suddenly, I heard a soft whisper close to my left ear "she's back and will spare no one". I became more terrified and decided to run. As I was running, I felt that something was running after me, something I couldn't see. Suddenly, my foot hit a stone on the ground and I fell down with a loud thud, shattering the only source of light I had to pieces! And as I was trying slowly to get back to my feet, I was startled by what I perceived in my nostrils. It was as if what was chasing me was right before my face but yet, I couldn't see it, I could only perceive the smell of warm human blood!

He’s the alpha king, my crush, my guardian. And he’s 20 years older than me. ** “How old are you?” “T-Twenty,” I bit my lower lip, stuttering on the lie. “I’m an adult.” I trembled but turned my head, allowing him to drag his nose along my neck and breathe in my scent. I didn’t know what I smelled like to him. Did I smell like I was lying? I held still. He shifted just a bit, seemingly retreating, and I flung my arms around his neck, holding him down. “Please, Alpha King,” I said. My voice trembled even as I tried to sound sultry. “I’m… sure I can please you.” “Do you know what happens when you lie to the Alpha King, little girl?” He knew. I should have known that he would know I wasn’t twenty. “You seem so deliberate, but I’m not interested in your offer. How about we play a game?” “A-A game?” He narrowed his eyes and gave me a slow, cruel smile. “If you win, I’ll grant you sanctuary.” My eyes widened with a spark of hope. “But if you lose….”

When Caterina Mari Santelli--daughter of a Capo--was born, she became a living curse. It was against the Italian mob to fraternize with the Russian enemy. And when her father decided to marry her late Russian mother, their family was walking on a thread in the Mafia industry. So, here comes Lucas De Marchi--a Boss--pure Italian from the greatest and legendary bloodline. His goal is to marry Caterina for her to be stripped off from being a curse, for him to be, someday, head of both clans and another dark mission he has to fulfill. But Caterina isn't a damsel in distress. When she met Lucas and discovered the truth, she knew there was blood to be shed. Only she didn't know whose.

BOOK #6 - WRIGHT-PETROV SERIES After her father's death, Kamilla lost her association with her father's employer. The Petrov family. Everything else followed. People she considered friends, including her boyfriend, turned their backs on her. She was outcasted by the same people previously groveling to please her. Overnight, she becomes a nobody. An easy target for the hypocrites of society. Nonetheless, she endures. She is far stronger than anyone realizes. However, someone thought she needed protection. "Why are you doing this, Mr. Samuel Petrov? I do not need the frivolity of your world. And please do not give me that lame excuse about being my father's friend again," she shows her defiance by meeting his calm gaze with her sharp angry one. "Believe me, Kamilla, you will not want to hear my reasons." Samuel bore her with an ominous look, attempting to dismiss her. "What reasons, Mr. Petrov? Does it include watching me sleep in the middle of the night? Or your huge one down there having a hard-on whenever you see me in my flimsy nightgown?" with regained boldness, she sassed while pointing at the bump of his pants. Samuel raised a brow in response to her brazenness. "It's just the tip of the iceberg you are seeing, Kamilla. You do not want to know the rest of it," his voice turned icy cold as he gritted every word. "I'm no angel, Samuel Petrov. I can smell your desire since day one, baby" A suggestive sultry smile carves her lips. "Fuck you, Kamilla. Don't call me baby" she was no longer surprise when he swiftly pulled and pinned her on the couch. "It's dangerous" His ragged hot breath fanned her face, and a rock-hard thing was wedged between them.