Bleeding Horse Dublin

She was back. She is innocent and beautiful. She was intimidated. He was ambitious. He is kind and handsome. He falls in love. In the sultry haze of passion’s fire, Two hearts collided, desire unbridled. Their love, a clandestine affair, Igniting flames that danced and swirled. Amidst tangled sheets and whispered vows, they wove a tale of stolen moments, Each touch a confession, each kiss a plea, To drown in the depths of their shared ecstasy. The moon bore witness to their stolen nights, As they traced constellations on bare skin, Their secrets etched in sweat and sighs, A love forbidden, yet impossible to rescind. But dawn arrived, cruel and unyielding, tearing them apart like fragile petals. Promises whispered, promises broken, Their hearts left bleeding, forever unsettled. And so, they became ghosts of passion, haunted by memories of that steamy affair, Their love a bittersweet ache, a silent confession, In the quiet hours when the world ceased to care. For love, once ignited, never truly dies, It lingers in the shadows, a smoldering flame, A testament to the heat of their stolen nights, A tale of love after a steamy affair, untamed.

What's that saying about never looking a gift horse in the mouth? Well, I did. I looked it straight in the eyes, after I called it a moron, drooled a little, remembered I hate the oposite sex and then I ran. The life I have had changed the moment my mother passed. The life I struggled to adapt to after college tore me apart emotionally. I thought he was my saviour. He helped me grieve. He was there when I didn't want him to be, when I didn't know I needed him to be. He was everywhere and nowhere all at the same time. He fought my demons with me and for me, he watched me and over me. He creeped me out, but made me feel safe in many ways, so tell me why this specific gift came with only one stipulation. Who hurt me? The gift horse would be Lorenzo Russo. Empire builder and underground Mafia man. He's a smart man with good charms and psychopathic tendencies who ensures he gets what he wants, so he doesn't take kindly to being told no. By me.

Never in a million years did Evelyn think she would wake up in the body of a nameless extra from one of her favorite drama-filled werewolf novels. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she decided she would not waste an opportunity to lay eyes on a character the author described as, 'sex-walking'. However, little did she know that because of that one decision, her life would take a turn and get a lot more complicated. As lines blur between story and reality, Evelyn must make a choice whether to keep the facade for Carter Lockwood, or step into the light and reveal herself for what she really is- a fake.

“Heidi, call me a monster. Call me a beast. Fuck, call me the Devil. It does not change the way I feel about you.” “How about the way ‘I’ feel about you?” I whisper. “This hatred—built from love, passion… trust.” Hunter gently takes my hand and interlocks it with his before placing both on his chest. He then leans down to bump his forehead on mine, making me close my eyes and sigh as it drives in me sensations that cause me to crumble. “I love you, Heidi…” he whispers—doesn’t do good for my eyes bleeding more tears. “…and I will let the world burn for you.” ~ H E I D I I’ve lived twenty-two years but never seen a man like Hunter. He has killed everyone I know and is bound to do more, which is why I’m determined to stop him, if only I wouldn’t have to deal with these emotions—old feelings clashing with new ones; love and hate—that make me want to squash his heart one moment, then piece it up the next. But I know I can’t hang between these feelings forever. I have to choose, and quickly. H U N T E R I am told she is dangerous, a being forbidden from existence. Yet, I find myself protecting her. I shouldn’t, but I do. Then I realize she isn’t the threat. Where danger lies is with my feelings—ones that I must not have, that will be my downfall. To be that creature feared by all, I need to be the man with nothing to lose. But now I have so much to lose. Even nature has fated our Love to be doomed and will see to its vow that one of us is destroyed.

Calista Harmony had it all—beauty, magic, authority, and wealth. Yet with just a single wish, her crown fell, together with everything that she possessed for being the successor of the throne. No more jail dressed like castle. She's no longer married to a jerk dressed as prince. No more formidable control, and pretension, and life that is not for her to decide. Waking up in a completely different world, it seems like her prayers were answered by the heavens, bestowed on her the life she never had. She's free! But . . . what is this parching breeze enveloping her body as her gaze scans this foul-smelling, stingy place? She took her time to absorb what's happening, and it didn't last long. "I'm in a stable . . . " she murmured, looking at the horses lined in rows, left and right. "No way!" Her voice sounded like a loud thunder after minutes of blinking and convincing herself that these are nothing but a joke. The feet. The fur. The tail. "I ran away from being a princess just to be a . . . horse?"

Isaac held her hand with the depleting energy in him, his body shaking as he felt the steady stream of crimson fluid pumping out of his heart and flowing down his skin, staining his vest. She tried to pull the scissors out again, but he held on tighter, squeezing his face at the searing pain. "Love," He mumbled, looking into her cold eyes. Natalie pulled at the scissors, but he held on with every little energy he had in him, shaking his head in plea that she'd stop. She didn't, and his tenacity made her twist the tool, and he let out a painful groan, a hot drop of tear escaping his eyes. ... As he laid there with four bleeding puncture wounds in his body, his bloodshot eyes fell on her unconscious body, and more painful tears trickled down his face. He had failed. He had failed his wife and son. *** Natalie Cabel's life changes from bitter to bittersweet after a one-night stand with Isaac Bardekk, heir apparent to the throne of Bardaen. His love was contagious and bewitching, and she found herself helplessly wanting him in her forever. But a lady without roots could never be a crown princess of such a powerful kingdom, especially not one who lived a promiscuous life. Isaac, however, was not ready to give up as he promised her a new identity, prestige, and immunity in return for her being a faithful wife. For how long, though, and to what extent can she remain immune to hate and adversity from the queen consort? The queen mother? Her father-in-law, the king? And the subjects? If so, can she really uphold her faithfulness and be free from her husband's hate? Even when Vincent, Isaac's stepbrother, targets that?

Rejected. Humiliated. Left to die. Cora Brown had always been nothing in the Blood Moon Pack. An Omega. The daughter of a disgraced warrior. A nobody. But the worst betrayal came from her fated mate. Alpha Kieran Blackwood. He took her innocence. Rejected her. Called her a whore in front of the entire pack. And when she carried his child? He let her suffer, he broke her, he tormented her to the point of her losing the pregnancy. And when she lay bleeding, pleading for help; he turned his back on her and left her to die. That night, Cora disappeared. Some months Later. She returned. But she didn't return as the weak girl they discarded. And she didn't return alone. Beside her stood Kaden Blackwood - the twin brother Kieran thought was dead. The lost heir. The rightful Alpha. The man who found Cora at her lowest, saw her worth and made her stronger. And he’s not just back to reclaim his birthright. He’s back for her. Kieran thought he destroyed Cora. Thought he won. But he thought wrong. The tables have turned. The Omega he rejected has returned. Not as his mate. But as his greatest nightmare!

Barbara and her sister Linda had always been at odds, but their rivalry reached a new level of intensity when a DNA test revealed shocking revelations about the paternity of their sons. The test showed that Barbara's son Lawson was actually the biological child of ex-husband Casey, while Linda's son Irvin was not the son of Casey as she claimed. After the DNA test revelation, Casey pleaded to Barbara to forgive him, accusing Linda of tricking him to marry her all for her selfish gain for the family inheritance. After long consideration Barbara accepted him back This discovery set off a bitter feud over the family's substantial inheritance. Linda, desperate to secure her share, hatched a sinister plan to eliminate her sister. One morning, as Barbara was driving to work, she was ambushed by Linda's hired hitmen. They forced her out of her car and shot her , leaving her bleeding on the side of the road. Miraculously, passing Good Samaritan witnessed the attack and rushed Barbara to hospital. Doctors worked frantically to save her life, extracting three of the bullets, but one remained lodged precariously near her ribs. The trauma of the assault, combined with the severe head injury she sustained in the fall, sent Barbara into a coma. While Barbara fought for her life, Linda seized the opportunity to manipulate the inheritance, exploiting her sister's incapacitation to claim the lion's share for herself. Barbara's devoted husband Casey remained by her bedside, praying for her recovery. After years in the coma, Barbara miraculously regained consciousness. Filled with a renewed determination, she set out to reclaim what was rightfully hers, engaging in a fierce legal battle against her conniving sister. The sisters' conflict escalated, with both of them willing to go to extreme lengths to secure the family's wealth and legacy.

“Let me go!” He laughed, crimson bleeding into his irises and his fangs glinting with delight. Wrapping her legs around himself he cupped her behind that peeked from under the shorts she had on, licking at her ear, purring. “Did you like my presents?” Nyx scowled, pushing hard at his chest, hating the way her breath hitched in her throat from his touch, hating the little gasps that left her lips from the tingles she felt when his hands continued to graze her skin. “The flimsy clothes or the fact that you just turned me a feeder?” “Both. I thought you'd appreciate my gifts.” “Give me the antidote,” Draven cocked a brow, almost laughing at her pinced expression. Slowly bringing his face closer to hers, their lips merely inches apart he spoke, “Beg for it,” “You promised! You said you would give it to me!” “I didn't say when, did I? Maybe if you try to be a good little girl, I might as well be generous and offer you the cure you so desperately seek.” ††★★†† On the verge of the 21th century with vampires seizing power from humans, domineering them and plunging them back into the medieval times, Nyx a human hunter struggling to adapt to having the undead around becomes a vampire killer herself. Until she crosses path with the ever-so-deadly King of vampires, Draven. Claiming her under the ruse of a mate bond and condemning her to a life of slavery, he makes her the empire's whore. But as the pair grows close, Nyx slowly begins to pry off his bravado and shatter his world, opening the cold hearted vampire to a new kind of emotion. When the court demands a pure blooded queen, he knows he has more to protect than just the empire.

In a mystical realm, Eryndor, a fearless and resourceful adventurer, embarks on a thrilling journey with his loyal horse and eagle companions. As they venture forth, he confronts diverse challenges, leveraging his wit, courage, and determination to succeed in the long run. Eryndor's unwavering commitment to protecting the natural environment drives him to thwart the destructive plans of evil forces. Along the way, he forms strategic alliances with other characters, harnessing his collective strength to devise survival plans. Through his escapades, Eryndor encounters unexpected allies, uncovers hidden truths about the land and its inhabitants, and grows as a hero. As he also tries to navigate the complexities of the world, he discovers his purpose, forging a path toward personal growth and environmental stewardship. This heartwarming and action-packed tale of friendship, environmentalism, and self-discovery follows Eryndor's transformative adventures in Nestle, Heart of Dense, and beyond.