Burning Charm

Note: This isn't incest. *** "You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire." I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... *. *. *. *.* Harbouring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?

My bones felt as if they were on fire, my body was burning, my throat hurts and my eyes felt as if it was about to be pulled out of my skull. I've never been this sick before in my life. Something was happening to me, I was sure of that. My teeth were clenched together and I was scared that I might not made it to the morning. *********************************************It all started in the year 1104, when Tiana Sargon betrayed our race. We were all cursed and we've been ruled by the wicked vampire king, Amara Conrad, who sees us as nothing but animals. Eight princesses had came and fought but they all losed to him. Now it's my turn, I am the last princess

Danyel, the 21-year-old Crown Prince of Hesmia falls in love at first sight with Yasvie, a maid in the palace. His father- the Emperor arranges a marriage between him and Princess Gianna of Werto who comes with a whole lot of other plans for her life. Expecting to invade Hesmia with the help of an insider, the Emperor's long lost rival returns. Fighting for both his life and the Empire, Danyel finds himself between Yasvie and Gianna while Yasvie gets to choose between the Prince and something else. Swords will clash, tears will fall, blood will be shed. But who will win the cold battle between the charming Moon and the burning Sun? Keep reading to find out! (The cover was made by me using some pictures I found on Google. Credits to all the creators of them.)

Burning Saints MC outcast, “Minus” Vincent, has been summoned out of exile by the Club’s President for reasons unknown. Upon his return, he finds himself tempted by forbidden fruit of the past that has only gotten sweeter with time. Christina "Cricket" Wallace knows exactly what kind of life she wants, and it's far from the chaos and mayhem of an outlaw motorcycle club. She’s worked hard to get where she is, and she won’t let anyone keep her from getting there…especially her over-protective biker brother, or the sexy as hell Club rival she thought she’d never see again. As Minus and Cricket pursue their own roads, they find their paths intersecting in a violent and passionate collision that will forever change their futures.

Dear Love, There was a time when I believed in you. A time when my life revolved around you. But I got burnt so deeply that I no longer recognize the person looking back at me in the mirror. Dear Love, You transformed me into this version of myself. Because of you, I lost the woman I used to be. Because of you, I trusted the wrong person. Because of you, my heart was left open and burnt. A scar so deep that only vengeance leaks from it. Dear Love, Now, I carry this heavy burden of hatred, burning my enemies and anyone who tries to come near me. Dear Love, Did you just find me again??

Jasmine Jaiswal believed in love against all odds, even when life was relentless in its cruelty. Married to Arun, her knight in shining armor, she thought she had finally escaped her tragic past. But when Arun hands her divorce papers and reveals his betrayal, her world shatters. Alone in a prison cell, framed for a crime she didn't commit, Jasmine's love turns to a burning desire for vengeance. As she navigates the darkest corners of her soul, she must decide if her quest for retribution is worth the price of her humanity...... What would she do when she discovers that she was carrying the babies of the man she so desperately wanted to destroy?

I was sold to a monster to pay off a debt that was never mine. He’s a cold-blooded mafia boss with a vendetta burning through his veins. To him, I’m the daughter of the woman who ruined his life. A name I never chose. A lie I’m forced to wear. He wants to punish me. Break me. But he doesn’t know the truth—and if he finds out, I might not survive it. Still, there’s something in his eyes when he looks at me. Something dangerous. Possessive. Something that makes me forget I came here to escape. I was meant to be a sacrifice. But now I’m the obsession he never saw coming. And if we’re not careful, the secrets between us will bury us both.

[WARNING: DARK. BDSM] Elise's life was a golden cage until it became a death sentence. She dies with a curse on her lips, having been betrayed by her husband and family. But fate has other plans. Elise is reborn with memories of her past life intact, and a burning desire for vengeance coursing through her veins. This time, Elise is no pawn. She’s a predator! Desperation drives her into the devil’s arms. But the true danger begins when she realizes he’s not what she feared...he’s worse. Dangerous. Magnetic. Scarred. A man harboring secrets as dark as his own thirst for retribution. Their eunion is a collision of manipulation, power, and raw desire. They forge a twisted alliance, a marriage of convenience that’s anything but convenient.

After the death of the Alpha couple, Olivia had to face the ruthless truth about her upbringing. With nothing left to hold her down, she ran to escape the memories that weren't hers. But this time, she didn't run with nothing; she ran with his mark burning as deep as her soul. *** The crowd of wolves gasped in horror. Some screamed, and many women burst into tears while their Alpha licked the blood from Olivia's skin. Olivia shivered when his disgusting lips left her neck. Noah's hand ran through her hair, grabbing a fistful of her snow-white curls; he pulled her against his body and whispered, "Good luck avoiding me now, rogue." ***

She tasted like heaven. "Touch me please," she moaned into my ears as I kissed her earlobe. "Patient my sweet," I said to her. "Only good things comes to those who wait." **** Samara. She was not his. Though he had a mate, he still desperately hungered for her. What was in her that drew him? What was it that called him to her? And though he was a man who commanded people and power in abundance, Samara was an existence that he would never understand. **** Michael. He was not hers and he could never be. She was a cursed werewolf, bearing a four century old curse. Why on earth did he want her? He was the supreme Alpha and he had a very beautiful mate. Who was she that he hankered for her? Who was she that he sought her time and time again for his bed? And who was she to be able to resist the charm and elegance that was his?