Captive Curse

Quand Isalys, une jeune guérisseuse humaine, est capturée lors d’un raid de loups-garous sur son village, elle se retrouve emmenée dans les montagnes, dans le domaine d’un Alpha brutal et énigmatique, Kaël. Mais elle découvre vite qu’elle n’est pas qu’une prisonnière… elle est liée à lui par un ancien pacte oublié, un lien surnaturel que ni elle ni lui ne peuvent ignorer. Alors qu’elle tente de s’échapper, il se rapproche. La haine se mêle au désir. Et la Lune, capricieuse et cruelle, les tient tous deux enchaînés.

"We are enemies." "That doesn't stop me from possessing you." He breathed and every word he whispered later on sent chills down my spine, "You are mine, Amara. From the pale blonde strands of your hair to your faded nail-polished toes. Every breath you take is mine. Not excluding the freckles dusting your cheeks to the pimples on your face. Your misery is mine, which I shall bring upon you myself. From your giggles to your random nonsensical chatter, I own them! Your darn strawberry moments are mine. Every drop of blood that flows through your veins belongs to me and so does your last breath when I snuff life out of you, watching as your pretty green eyes lose their shine and your heartbeat goes dull beneath my palm." His hand traveled to my neck, fingers lacing around it, and he squeezed a bit, "Who do you belong to?" He asked capturing my ear lobe between his lips and I shivered. "Myself and you can't have me!" I swung my head back and crashed it against his, sending him reeling backward. **************** You have got to let your loved ones know what's happening with you' Amara snow Dardanos learns this the hard way when her perfect world is crushed by a secret she kept away from her family. Orian Wolfe Akanther, one of the leaders of the underworld is given the task of taking the werewolf princess as vengeance for the injustice and treachery done to his kind. The plan was simple, to take her, watch her family and kind crumble beneath his finger tips and then kill her but that plan seems to foil when his nonexistent heart leans towards her and he is at the risk of breaking a blood oath.

On the day of her father's death, she was kidnapped alongside her people by the most ruthless alpha to ever exist. Alpha Zeddicus turned Olivia into a special slave, he deprived her of her powers and used black magic so she will never have access to it. Olivia falls in love with Greyson, a slave mate and a demon-werewolf breed, but she couldn't be with him because of that. And she lost it when she found out that the moon goddess mated her to Alpha Zeddicus. There's no escape, Olivia must live and accept her cruel fate. But could the rules of the moon goddess be tampered with? Was it really the moon goddess who mated her? And will she sacrifice her love for Greyson just because he is a demon? What about her people who were enslaved, will she forget all these and focus on the core mission? Read “The Alpha's Bond Captive” to see how Olivia will overcome these obstacles.

Tungkol sa isang mayaman at maimpluwensyang lalaki na na-inlove sa isang lady stripper. Si Mariel ay isang stripper sa gabi nilang kaniyng partime at full time job niya ang maging housekeeping sa hotel sa umaga. Nag do-double job siya para matulungan niya ang nanay niyang may sakit. Malaki ang kaniyang medical bills kaya niya naisipang mamasukan bilang lady stripper. Mas mabilis ang pera , mas madali siyang makakaipon para sa pagpapagamot ng kaniyang ina. Babayaran ni Jacob ang kaniyang puri sa halagang 5million. Pumayag siya alang alang sa kapakanan ng kaniyang ina. Dahil sa pagkahiya niya ay tumayo kagad siya papunta sa banyo. Nagulat siya sa biglang pagsulpot ni Jacob sa kaniyang likuran. Anong mangyayari kung malalaman ni Marielle na ang taojg kaniyang sinipa ang pagkalalaki ay siya pang may ari ng kaniyang pinagtatrabahuhan. Pano niya matatakasan si Jacob?!

Saat itu aku mendapat sinyal yang sangat jelas, "Aku mencintainya." Aku bergumam didalam hati. Seharusnya, sebelum sinyal itu tertangkap jelas, sebisa mungkin aku segera membunuhnya. Seperti para lelaki lain yang pernah datang dalam hidupku. Namun aku justru memupuk rasa itu, menjadikannya obat penawar untuk rasa haus akan kasih sayang. Awalnya aku kira... Keteguhannya berasal dari hatinya yang tulus, namun ternyata dia mengambil energi dari keinginannya untuk membalaskan dendam. Kehadirannya menghancurkan perisai abadiku yang telah bertahan selama ratusan tahun.

Siron, a naive and humorous 20-year-old, lived with an ancestral curse he had never believed in. Thousands of years ago, Morat, a male shifter betrayed and murdered by the kingdom, cursed the entire line of the royal family’s men. Now, in the modern era, Siron was the last heir to that curse. His parents constantly pushed him to attend the temple for protective rituals, but Siron always evaded them, dismissing the curse as just an old story. But everything changed when Morat began to manifest, first as a faint shadow, then as a horrifying figure haunting Siron’s apartment. When Siron accidentally performed an ancient blood ritual that appeared in his dreams, Morat’s form transformed into a handsome man… but only temporarily. Terror, sensuality, and manipulation slowly began to engulf Siron’s life. Amidst a mix of fear and pleasure, Siron started to become addicted to Morat’s presence, even as he tried to find a way to break the curse that entangled his life.

Jordan was the popular fashion designer in the country. He was not new to struggles, however his life turns upside down when he is kidnapped by the known mafia, Lee Tennyson. Lee was known as the strongest mafia in New York. His fiancé Jasmine was killed and Jordan was accused as he was at the crime scene where Jasmine was killed. How Jordan's life take turns when he is trapped in that house and was tortured by Lee every single day not able to escape when the fear of being killed hauted him, but soon realizes that he has fallen for Lee. Lee was also in dilemma, as he wasn't able to kill Jordan yet, and couldn't give reasons to his actions. What will happen when these two will learn about their feelings for each other. Can Jordan live with the fact that he has fallen for someone who tortured him? Can Lee forget about her fiancé and love Jordan?

“Will you give me your life in exchange for your father's?” He whispered in my ears, as he traced down my face, to the skin on my neck, with the cold edge of his gun. “No… Irene, don't…,” my father begged faintly from where he lay, straining against the grip of Diego’s men. "Yes,” I blurted out, a tremor in my voice. “If that's what it takes, then… Take me!” I surrendered, closing my eyes. *** How far would you go to protect the ones you love? Would you trade your soul to the devil to save theirs? Well, I did. I, Irene Herrera, offered myself to the Mafia Devil, Diego Vargas, in exchange for my father's life. I became his captive bride. He put me through hell, yet… I refused to break. I played his game, but I made my own rules, breaking his. I challenged him at every chance, defying the Almighty Diego. He was captivated by my rebellious spirit. As we drew closer, I started to see the man behind the mask, he was hurt, lonely, and haunted by the ghost of his lost love. I was drawn to his broken heart. Soon, the lines between captor and captive blurred for us, as we lost ourselves in a flaming love affair. But what happens when I learn that my long lost sister was Diego’s ex-lover, involved in a plot to destroy him? This conspiracy arises again and Diego’s life is threatened. I face a choice to either seize this chance to escape, and leave him to die, or stay and protect the man I now love, even if it could cost me my life. Whatever choice I make, Love or survival, am I justified? What would you do if you were in my shoes?

She is the forbidden blood that ignites his hunger. He is the ruthless king who has sworn to destroy her kind. But fate has other plans. She is his enemy, the one thing he has sworn to destroy. But one bite, one taste, and she becomes his obsession. She fights him. He hunts her. And in a world teetering on the edge of war, their desire might be the deadliest weapon of all. ************* Celest’s back slammed against the cold wall, her breath coming in sharp gasps as Magnus caged her in, his body heat searing into hers. “You keep running, little bunny,” his voice was thick with dark amusement, but beneath it lurked something raw, something canal. “Yet, here you are. Right where I want you.”

Axel leans down, his breath brushing against my ear. At first, he bites lightly, just enough to make my breath hitch. Then, his voice slips into a whisper, “I’ll give you a warning, Hazel." He says so slowly and deeply. And then he continues, "Don’t ever raise your hand at me again. Do you understand?” I force myself to look up at him. I don’t know where the strength comes from, but I manage to say, “Or what, Axel? What are you going to do?” His eyes darken, something sharp flashing behind them. For a second, I can’t tell if I’ve shocked him, impressed him, or made him furious. ****** The Don is a strong, cold, powerful man. His voice alone makes men tremble. Ruthless. Powerful. Precise. Commanding. He thinks he can control me.....own me. But he’s wrong. I’m not one of his mistresses, not another woman he can use and discard when he’s done. he can’t contain. He might rule the Morelli empire, but he’ll never rule me.