Blind Owl Eyes

Rai’s worst day was not the one she woke up blind, but the moment she realized she’d married a monster. For the past seven years, she has escaped Cliff, her corrupt, sociopathic husband who refuses to divorce her. The last thing she needs now is another relationship, but some men are hard to resist. Gideon senses Rai’s apprehension, but that doesn’t deter him. It fuels his curiosity. What starts out as an innocent five-day cruise, soon turns into an attraction that could destroy them both. Cliff is clever, deadly, and resourceful. To defeat him, Rai must find courage and trust Gideon, even though his protective devotion might get them both killed.

"Accept it! You cannot fucking run away from me. You can NEVER escape from me. It would be better for you if you just accept that your fate is with ME. You are mine!" She shut her eyes and sobbed quietly beneath him. She knew she could never escape from him; she knew he would never let her go. But that didn't stop her from trying. That would never stop her from trying. She swallowed her fear and looked back at him with her tearful big eyes. "I-I'm not yours! I can never be yours, master. I am just a maid who works in your house. Y-you have no right to claim me yours like this." She threw back. It didn't shock Alexander, it amused him. His fiery cat was finally able to open her mouth in front of him. They both stared at each other with an intensity that was hard to explain. "You are mine, Emma. You were mine the moment I laid my eyes on you. You were mine when I saw you for the first time when you opened the door for me. You were mine when I saved you from the guy at the party who almost raped you..." He gritted at the bitter memory. "You were mine since the first time my heart skipped a beat whenever I saw you...You are mine and you will always be mine." She heard the unbuckling sound of his belt and her eyes widen in fear. She pushed him as hard as possible but that didn't stop him. In a blink of an eye, he tore her dress and once again claimed her as his.

Everything was seemingly perfect for the innocent and naïve Annalise, as she had the perfect life that any teen could ask for. With her mother, aunt, and the almighty by her side, she didn't need anyone, for she trusted them with all her heart. She was betrothed to a guy who was four years older than her but she didn't mind it one bit as it was her mother who arranged it for her and had complete faith in her mother's decision for her. But one day out, caused hell to break loose as she was spotted by the devil himself. He who ruled the underworld like the king. When his eyes landed on the sweet little teenager, he wanted her and all for himself. And what he wants he gets either by hook or crook. For he had already written his name on the innocent Annalise with his lustful eyes.

Tate flirts with danger the same way he flirts with men. Recklessly. So when his father’s debts land him in the hands of Enzo Moretti, a cold-blooded mafia boss with a smile as sharp as his threats, Tate should be terrified. Instead, he flirts harder, hiding sharp eyes behind thick glasses like he doesn’t see the monster watching him. But he does. He always did. Enzo is no ordinary criminal. He’s a werewolf with a body built to break, a past soaked in blood, and a temper barely kept in check. Tate is supposed to be collateral—silent, obedient, forgotten. But Tate? He’s loud, shameless, stubborn enough to make Enzo feel. For months, they circle each other—clashing, teasing, burning. Enzo should’ve killed him, but instead, he steals him. Holds him. Breaks him open until their craving for each other twists between punishment and pleasure, until need feels like worship, and pain starts to taste like love. Then, when Tate thinks he’s escaped, when he thinks he’s free—Enzo lets him go. When someone else tries to take what’s already his, Enzo doesn’t hesitate. He drags Tate back, and now the boy wears his name, carries his ring, and sleeps in his bed. Maybe Tate should hate him. But he doesn’t. Because he never wanted gentle. He never wanted safe. He wanted this—blinding, consuming desire. And Enzo? He doesn’t let go. Not when he’s tasted him. Marked him. Owned him. Because monsters like him don’t share. Not even with their own blood.

Adamantine grew up in an orphanage and encounter a lot of paranormal activities. When she enters college, she met Gray and Arius and formed a club together. As many cases close, many clues towards her identity start to unveil. Fate starts to connect and the stars start to be aligned. Who is Adamantine? And what is the mystery of her deep violet eyes?

Annaliese is a blind shewolf with a pure heart. Kieran is the alpha king with a dark past and taste for revenge. When Annaliese found her mate, she had expected a knight in shining armor. Well, she did get the knight, just not in a shining armor. Alpha King Kieran, who already had alot on his plate couldn't be bothered about a mate, much less a weak and blind one. With the help of friends and well, enemies, Annaliese proves the whole werewolf world wrong. She proves that she can be more than just a Luna by making her disability her greatest strength. Annaliese isn't what Kieran expected. Kieran is Annaliese's worst nightmare.

"It's a command and not a request, look me in the eyes," he let out. "I said look me in the eyes," he yelled louder that I couldn't help but shiver. "She's blind," someone let out in the crowd. I could feel my legs go weak. "Are you blind?" he asked but I kept mute. "Don't let me repeat myself, are you blind?" he yelled in frustration. "Yes," I said with a teary and shaky voice. "A blind Mate," he yelled out for everyone to hear. "The moon Goddess must be great to have given me a blind-mate, a useless and weak one! What can a blind person do? They are of no use," he let out as those words hit me hard. "You would never be good enough for me and therefore it would be a waste to have you as my mate," he said as my legs went weak, I couldn't help it as I fell on the floor. I wished that he could just stop because all his words were assassinating to the heart. "I, Alpha Ace ray d king reject you for a mate.

Aria's in love with Mikee, a married man and ten years her Junior. But what is this kind of feeling she felft for Morgan, Mikee's brother?

Two people blinded by rage, controlled by revenge For Lucius, being abandoned by his own family to die was his awakening, and having to survive the cruel world without his eyes was even worse. He was angry, at everyone and at the universe. For Vesta, finding out she was mated to the same reason her whole life was in shambles was fate’s way of mocking her. Alpha Lucius murdered her parents in cold blood, leaving her to the mercy of her uncles She would rather die than to be mated to someone like him. Lucius would rather die than be rejected by his own mate, his only shot at having a family.

Carson Meyer, heir to the strongest underworld mafia in America. He is known for his ruthless and rough behavior. Slaying people is a piece of cake for him. He does not make any exceptions, not once. Now his father, the current head of the mafia racket, is worried about his son. He wants his son to think rationally before taking blood on his hands. The only answer he could find to that was MARRIAGE. He demands his son to get married if he wants to inherit his business. Carson looked up to too many girls he slept with without any emotions or pleasure but out of exhaustion. He couldn’t find a single woman that could interest him with loyalty and obedience. Sleeping with him for a night or two was legal to the girls but spending their whole life with a psychopath wasn’t. Just then his eyes rested on an innocent beauty getting auctioned. He buys her and the marriage goes smoothly as he was getting fond of her innocence and obedience. But then, the wedding night revealed a harsh truth. He got to know Luna Blake, the girl he bought is blind. The betrayal he felt overwhelmed his thinking. What will he do now? He surely can’t divorce her or he will lose his inheritance. But he also can’t keep her as his wife. Will this slave and master contract serve him the delicacies he urges for? Or will this be the other way around?