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Tika They delivered me to him on a silver platter. Four years ago I was an ordinary girl with a privileged life. After killing the only family I have left, they call this my penance. As I watch the man they call a monster from underneath my lashes, the handcuffs burn on my wrist. The orange jump suit makes sweat drip down my ample bosom as he growls at me. “Mate” he roars. The others around us freeze as we are lead in line. His eyes never leave me as he gives orders while others call him Alpha. With a snap of his fingers I watch as one of his men shreds himself apart to turn into a hideous beast. As I meet his golden gaze and my world starts to tilt, only one thing is clear. I just became the prisoner of a monster. ~ Xander When I imagined my mate, I saw a woman of strength and great beauty. When I met her eyes for the first time she wasn’t in chains. She wasn’t a prisoner facing persecution for a crime. I find the sweet scent of her to be contradicting. The way my cock hardens behind my robe as she looks at me from underneath her lashes, lets me know that she is a very bad girl indeed. In that moment I decided, since I always bring out the best in people…..this time, I want to bring out the worst.

"I will never fall in love with you" I shot at him angrily and spat on his face. "Undress yourself, don't make me repeat myself" He ordered, his menacing gaze hot enough to burn anything he set his eyes on. His hand roughly gripped onto my throat, causing me to suffocate under his torments. "Please stop, let me go" I quivered fearfully and cried out. He released and pushed me against the wall, releasing the knotted shackles to bound my hands. "Turn around and take off this gown" he ordered. Reluctantly I turned around and began to unzip my gown shamefully. Has my life come to this? All because of my mother I have to suffer in the hands of this man. Leila, the daughter of a gambling mother had an accidental one-night stand two years ago with a stranger who happened to be the Don of one of Europe's most dreaded mafia gangs. Just one-night taste of the dark-haired lady and Stefano was already head over heels for Leila. She was undeniably the sweetest girl he had ever tasted and from that day on, he swore to get Leila for himself no matter what. The opportunity to get her came when Leila fell into debt from her mother's gambling. Stefano proposed a contract saying he would pay off the debts if Leila's mother agreed to give off her daughter as his mistress. To her very dismay, her mother agreed and signed the contract but Leila refused to ever submit herself to him, loathing him and her mother for betraying her and selling her off to a crime lord. But he was adamant and determined to win her heart and prove to her that he would earn her love. Can Leila tame the devil in him or die whilst trying?

Fairytales don't exist; there is no such thing as happy endings, not for Thomas Evergreen. He witnessed too much death at a young age for that. How could he dream of sunshine and rainbows when all he saw was the blood of innocents tainting the world around him? Thomas lived through nightmares most couldn't begin to imagine. The memories of his past always followed him wherever he went, and if he managed to push them from his mind, the scars on his body made him remember just how cruel the fates truly were. No, for Thomas, he was a dead man walking, numb to the outside world. His only mission now was to keep his wolf in check and prevent anyone from meeting their untimely demise by pissing him off. He had gained a small piece of control in his life; he had finally found a sliver of calm amongst all the chaos. But all of that is about to change. Fate was coming once more, and this time she brought betrayals, lies, and one stubborn she-wolf that would push him past his breaking point. Will Thomas survive the new trials thrown his way? Or would he crash burn, taking everyone he ever cared about with him?

"Do you know what it feels like to know that all the decisions that you've ever taken in your life are masterminded by someone?" Eleanor Welsh is an intelligent, independent girl who always wanted her life to be in her control since the tragic fatal accident that claimed her parents' lives at twelve. Being an orphan at a such tender age, her father's best friend, Antonio Welsh, took her into his custody but sold her off to a contracted marriage later on to a heartless billionaire, Ethan Grayson, in dire need to save his business from bankruptcy. What happens when the mysteries of her parent's death unfold with her protective husband backing her up? Ethan walked into the dark room unhurriedly with both hands in the pockets of his pants. He was furious, yet he had his usually calm expression. He walked to the fireplace in the room which was the only source of light in the room and pulled out a hot metal. From the way the metal glowed in a dark-red crimson color, even a fool can tell that the metal had been in the fire for hours. Walking to where a man who was chained to the wall with blood all over his body was with the metal still in his hands, Ethan stood before the man, his eyes black from the lack of light in the room. "Mr. Grayson, please..." the man pleaded in almost a whisper "I didn't know she was your wife." Before anybody in the room could blink, the hot metal was placed on the man's face. The man screamed in pain as hot tears fell from his eyes, before fainting. "Take him to his boss as my gift. Anyone that touches my property, I will burn him in hell." Max nodded.

Stella is happy in every aspect of her life, there is nothing she could ever ask for. Until on the night of the full moon, the light envelopes her and sweep her away back to her recurring dream. There she found a fragment of herself, a memory that is long gone. "You are my Luan, and in this dream no gods, no fate, or deity can forbid us to meet" - King Sun "Our love is God, when we say let the mountain move, it will move. Empty the sea, it will be empty. If I need to kill everyone, even the one who love me and precious to you I will. You are mine and only mine" - The Justice "We are destined, Fate declares it. Yet, fate is not written in stone. It can be burn, torn, tampered, and destroyed. So who am I? Telling you who to love. I love you and that's all I know" - The King of the Celestials

༆ A betrayal from her mate and her best friend tossed Elarian Jordan into the web of Aeros Hawthorne, the most ruthless, powerful and wealthiest Alpha, who's almost twice her age, resulting in a steamy one-night-stand. Elarian had never craved a man's touch so desperately the way she did his. Hence, the reason she signed a no-strings-attached contract with the devil, agreeing to be his pet. She was his to have and dominate anytime he wants, in return for a luxurious life but Elarian knew she wasn't getting in it for the money. She was willing to get entangled with him because of the mind-numbing pleasure that accompanied intimacy with him. A rash decision born out of an insatiable lust and the will to not want anything to do with love anymore. He was the perfect ruin but she would gladly burn for him. Two supernaturals, who sought solace in each other's arms to escape their demons. What could possibly go wrong?

Werewolves are supposed to hate witches at Sulime Realm. The war with the supernatural that lasted for almost a millennium made the werewolves hate witches and even loath them. The hatred descended on Prince Lindens Olun, one of the werewolf princes with the greatest strength and purest blood in the werewolf race. Because the witches cursed the pure blood of Olun clan to become immortal unless they begged to be killed by a pure blood witches. That hatred continued to burn him until fate made him the soulbound mate of Wilma Yunis; a white magician with a power so great that she could annihilate the world. Fate made him have to choose between his hatred and the salvation of the world.

Book two of A Dragon’s Legacy, sequel to Dragon’s Breath. With Eleonora leading the Perilous horde into a fierce battle to protect her home. She now must travel the lands of Midgar in search of allies to aid her. After a meeting with the notorious Horde of Fates, Eleonora travels to the Hidden Forest of the Fae. The Fae were proud allies of the Perilous horde during the great Fires of Alira. Now over a thousand years later the Perilous horde is once again turning to the Fae for help. Eleonora's and Flavius's relationship is challenged as new unexpected problems arise during the war with the horde Betsalel. Will Eleonora once again close herself or will Flavius be able to pull her from the depth of despair. During these troubled times, new people come from the shadows, some friends others foes. Will Eleonora be able to uphold her relationships and settle in as the new chieftain of the Perilous horde or will everything burn once more?

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones. The caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇

Dark shadows, bloodlines and ancient magic. There was never a time I knew what normal was, not even in my dreams. Born a blood sucker, trained a warrior, blessed with gifts - or cursed which ever way you see it, and now having to protect myself from the ones that want my soul. But I'll burn before I let them. Or I might just drown... Right before I rip my heart open But you'll find me, at the bottom of the lake buried deep. Right after I rip my heart open