Can Tailed Beasts Die

I met evil when I was a teenager. It never left me after that, hovered over me like a dark cloud, followed me everywhere. When I least expected, he barged into my life like he owned it. Kidnapped and vulnerable, I am trapped on a stranded island with no way out. There's nowhere I can hide. I am afraid. I fear his gentleness more than his cruelity. I don't know if I can survive this but I do know that one of us will be ruined by the time this ends. Every princess dreams about meeting a prince charming. I don't get the prince, I get the King who wants to rule over everything. He's a Beast but I am no Belle. The Beauty changed the beast. The Beast fell in love with her. A beautiful fairytale it was. The Beast doesn't love me, I can't tame him. This isn't a love story. It's a story of obsession. 18+. Not your traditional Mafia Romance. Proceed with Caution.

Blurb Ever since the war, humans were no longer the world's dominator. Supernatural creatures broke the peace treaty and colluded together to overthrew humans’ rule. After we failed completely in the battlefield, they decided to ‘purge’ the world of evil humanity. I survived from death in that brutal slaughter but was captured and imprisoned in a dungeon where I had now lived for five years. Business was the only reason why they kept immatures and even spared us shelter and food. When we reached 18, we’d be sold as slaves. That night I was bought by a mysterious guest and taken to somewhere I had never been to or heard of. My work was to serve three noble masters residing there. They were all supernatural, but decent and reasonable. So it’s better for me to carry out the plan for escaping. It all went well until someone attacked me. And the secret behind us began to be revealed.

For over a hundred years, the human town has provided the next mate for the reigning beasts and this year, a bride is required. Paisley and Nevaeh are from the family mandated to provide the next bride for the reigning beast. Nevaeh has been selected as the eldest daughter while Paisley is engaged to a man she loves. What happens when Nevaeh runs away the night before her collection and Paisley is asked to go in place of her sister to be the bride of the beast.

Iris Herewit broke the sacred laws for love. Now, she’s the only one who can save the pack that cast her out. Iris Herewit was born a Silver Wolf. Daughter of a fallen Alpha, promised to the next Alpha; destined to lead. But fate had other plans. Instead of binding herself to Alpha Gerald Ford, the mate chosen for her by the Moon, Iris chose love. Married for love. Wild, reckless, forbidden love, with a werewolf from a rival pack. Their wedding night ended in blood. Patrick, her beloved husband, was murdered by Gerald’s sister, Patrick's scorned true mate. While Gerald saved Iris from the death… then erased her. Her memories wiped. Her bond shattered. Her name forgotten. Years later, she returns to Silvaton Ridge under a false identity, hired to care for Gerald’s ailing mother. She doesn’t remember him. He doesn’t recognize her. But something stirs. A primal pull neither can ignore. One kiss cracks the spell, and the truth begins to unravel. He believes his mate died. She realizes if he remembers, it could destroy them both. But war is coming. Rival packs are circling. And the Silver Wolves’ survival may depend on a love that defied destiny and a woman who once dared to rewrite it. A forgotten identity. A bond that fate never broke. And a love too dangerous to deny. Will an ancient bond between this Luna and her Alpha survive?

Tori Culpepper's mission to find out who was responsible for the murder of her father and stepmom is not going well. After a traumatic meeting with her hateful and exploitative stepbrother, Alex, who claims to have news of her missing sister, Fran, she falls prey to the charms of her boss. Calvin Phillips of the North Shore pack was once her prime suspect. He is the most eligible Alpha in the territory and his nightclub, Remus, has contributed to his wealth and near celebrity status. "You know this was a one night stand, don't you? We have to keep it professional." Despite his hurtful words, Tori is hopeful that Calvin will help her uncover the truth. Justice seems as out of reach as ever when she is abducted. Will she ever learn who was behind it - and will the truth be more than she can bear?

"Finders keepers," Deangelo growled, his voice all sharp edges. "I found her first, commoners, she belongs to me. The only reason she's still breathing is because I saved her from that fucking fire." Romano snorted, pushing his way further inside. "You think you can just claim her like that? She's not a damn trophy, Scorpion." Fernando gave a series of hand gestures in sign language. Deangelo translated, "You may have found her, but that does not make her yours. We have a stake here, Papi." Vincenzo's voice cut like a knife through the tension. "This isn't some playground game. She's a person, not a prize to be fought over?" As their voices rose, they suddenly fell silent, snapping their eyes to Rosita. She was rushing towards the door. DeAngelo's eyes narrowed as he took a step towards her. "Little peasant, don't even think about it." **** Rosita's life has been anything but ordinary. Homeschooled and sheltered by her overprotective father after a near-fatal stalking incident, she dreams of escaping to college and pursuing her passion for music. But her father's plans to enroll her in an online university leave her feeling trapped and desperate. On the day, she finally decides to away, a fire overtakes their home, trapping her in her room. Just when she thinks all hope is lost, her metal door is broken down—not by her father, but by Deangelo Luis Valladares, the most-feared mafia drug lord in the whole of Mexico. With an intriguing, sinister smile, he extends his hand to Rosita through the smoke-filled room. Will Rosita take his hand and let him save her, or will she be taken by force? Can a breathtaking beauty like Rosita survive in a world ruled by mafia dons who live like kings and control Mexico City?

When Serena finds herself mated to her oppressor, she knew she was one of the few wolves that the moon goddess hated. She has resolve, bring down her old mate and make sure everybody pays for what they have done to her. Lycan king Ardan has to find his mate before he turns thirty and time is running out. He feels betrayed when his mate turns out to be a lowlife omega who was rejected by her first mate for infidelity. Ardan would rather die than go within an inch of Serena but mate bonds have a way of bringing even he strongest of men to their knees, and Ardan will not be an exception.

Mein Freund Tom versprach mir, an meinem 20. Geburtstag eine großartige Paarungszeremonie für mich zu veranstalten. Doch auf meiner Geburtstagsfeier machte Tom stattdessen Lily, meiner Stiefschwester, feierlich einen Antrag zur Gefährtenbindung. Während alle jubelten und gratulierten, stand ich da wie eine Närrin. Allein gelassen, voller Verzweiflung. Der Schmerz des Verlassenwerdens überwältigte mich. Da trat Sam vor, der Alpha und Erbe des Obsidian-Stammes. Er verkündete vor allen, dass er schon lange in mich verliebt sei und mich beanspruchen wolle. Ob ich einverstanden sei? Ich sagte ja. Die nächsten fünf Jahre verwöhnte und umsorgte er mich. Er merkte sich jede meiner Vorlieben. Dann hörte ich zufällig ein Gespräch zwischen ihm und seinem Beta. Mein Traum vom Glück zerbrach. „Sam, Lily ist jetzt die Luna des Weißrosen-Rudels, genau wie sie es wollte. Willst du diese Scharade mit Any wirklich fortsetzen?“ „Ich kann Lily nicht haben. Da ist es egal, wer meine Gefährtin ist. Außerdem sorge ich dafür, dass sie Lilys Glück nicht zerstört.“ In Sams Tresor im Arbeitszimmer bewahrte er noch immer alle Geschenke von Lily auf. Handgefertigte Wolfszahn-Anhänger. Briefpapier mit Lilys Wolfspfotenabdruck. Auf seiner wertvollsten Silberschuppen-Rüstung war auf jeder einzelnen Schuppe Lilys Name eingraviert: „Lily, meine große Liebe. Meine Klauen werden für dich jeden Dorn zerreißen und dir das Glück erkämpfen, das du dir wünschst.“ „Wenn du mich brauchst, gebe ich dir gern mein schlagendes Wolfsherz aus meiner Brust!“ „Selbst wenn ich es rauben muss – ich hole dir alles, was du willst!“ Fünf Jahre Glück waren nur eine Illusion. Als ich die Wahrheit erfuhr, löste sich alles in Luft auf. Ich stellte den Antrag, das Rudel zu verlassen. In zwei Tagen verschwand ich aus Sams Welt. Für immer. Unsere Wege kreuzten sich nie wieder.

Rhexyl is a college student whom you wouldn't want to know. She is a nerd and likes wearing boyish clothes. She might just be an ordinary girl, but with a very cunning attitude and certified rule breaker. She was always oblivious to her surroundings, and never cared even though she always had been bullied. Until one day, she got into the University of Der Mord, the school of everyone's dreams. Suddenly, her quiet life, as well as her heart, came into life when she had met Sylvester - a silent, cold-hearted, snob, and extremely dangerous man. What kind of life awaits her? Will she be able to stay or just leave?

I was Claire Vitale, the lost daughter they forgot, the bride my lover betrayed—and the dying girl they failed to notice. For five long years, I lived like a stranger in my own home. The Vitale mansion was a beautiful prison, where every kind word hid a lie, every promise was false, and even Lawrence, the man I was supposed to marry, cared more for Vanessa than for me. None of them saw how my body weakened each day, how the pain grew sharper. They were too busy watching their precious Vanessa. Vanessa—the perfect adopted daughter, was the girl my parents loved more than me. She came into our family when I was lost, and when I returned, I found my place already taken—by her. Just as the illness was quietly taking my future. Now she was gone, and they all pointed fingers at me, convinced I was behind her disappearance. The machine they strapped to my head would pull memories straight from my mind. "Where is she?" my father roared. My mother sobbed in the corner. Lawrence, my fiancé, stood silent—his accusing eyes louder than any shout. But I knew the truth would shock them—how Vanessa hurt me, how she faked accidents, how she made sure no one ever believed me. The machine would show them everything. As the machine began its work, I trembled—from fear and exhaustion. After all these years of being unheard, would they finally see?