Demons: Names

Stella Rivers thought she had left her painful past behind—until she crossed paths with Jack Norman, her ruthless billionaire boss. Bound by a mutual agreement, their contract marriage is meant to be nothing more than a calculated move. But as passion ignites and old wounds resurface, their carefully constructed facade begins to crack. Jack, haunted by his own demons, finds himself drawn to Stella in ways he can’t explain. Stella, desperate to leave a legacy amidst the ticking clock of her secret illness, discovers a startling connection to the one person she swore to keep her distance from. But in a world of power and deceit, no secret stays buried forever. When shocking truths emerge, loyalties are tested, and dangerous enemies close in, Stella and Jack must confront their darkest fears to protect what matters most. Caught in a web of lies, love becomes the ultimate risk. Will they unravel the truth before it’s too late? Or will their pasts destroy their future? Love, Lies, and Legacy is a gripping tale of betrayal, redemption, and a love strong enough to defy all odds.

Money can't buy happiness, but it can make you comfortable while you're being miserable.' Heiress Danielle Dawson has it all. A mansion, a fleet of exotic cars, a live-in chef, housekeepers, a fortune that can feed nations, and a dad who indulges her every wish. All these, and she is still empty. But Her father, wanting more power and wealth, out of the blues, arranges her marriage to the powerful Valentino empire's heir, Adrian, who happens to be the same guy she once had a one-night stand with. Danielle, a believer in love marriages, fights it at first but later gives in and decides to let destiny take its course. Adrian Valentino, Danielle's betrothed, comes from a different world; one which was nothing compared to the bed of roses that she is used to, but Adrian need not fret as his betrothed is more than ready to fight his battles and slay his demons; but how can you love someone who doesn't believe in the emotion, and how do you save someone that doesn't want to be saved?

||Book one of the "TWILIGHT OF THE GODS" series|| Fairies are psychopaths, and Pixies are demons, don't dare trust them. Lycunwolves, Vampyres, monsters and myths are very real, don't fuck with them. The Earth Year 3084, is not at its best. Earth is in ruin after the Third World war -The Ascension - and only one continent survived the bloodbath, and are ruled by four Emperors who makes rules to fit their thirst. This story leads three, destiny's protégés. • A Hunter who has barely escaped the claws of death • A Witch who's body inhibits two souls... • A spoiled rich ingenious bratty Sage... All three must fight to survive, they must crawl to escape the darkness, they must fight to find peace, and kill to save life. Following the cords of fate, after the great battle millions of years ago, between the god Ekron: of darkness and chaos, and Vyorn: goddess of Nature, earth falls into darkness, filled with slaughters, torture, war, blood shed and tyranny. Only these three predestined heroes, will brighten up the dark, defeat their foes and free Vyorn.

Lenora Monroe left behind a dark past, but no matter how far she runs, the shadows follow her. Starting anew as a college professor, she believes she’s finally found a safe haven—until a night of drinks leads to her meeting Elijah North. Golden-eyed, arrogant and charming, Elijah ignites something in her that leads to her making a spur of the moment decision. Her life is tossed into chaos when she realises that the man she just spent the night with was not only her student, but the son of the Alpha, a man she was now indebted to. Bound by a bond neither can explain or deny, their relationship is forbidden, dangerous, and intoxicating. The two are forced to the realities their forbidden relationship, the drama that comes with it as well as the demons that plague them. With her past colliding with his power-hungry family, Lenora and Elijah find themselves trapped in a web of tension, dominance, and desire. Every stolen moment ignites passion—and every confrontation pushes them closer to the edge of destruction. In a world where control is everything, can they fight for a love meant to be forbidden? Or will their desires tear them apart?

Vireya is the most beautiful girl in the region, admired by all, but on her 18th birthday, her wolf emerged in a black deadly, untamed form, causing chaos and killing her father. Isolated and abandoned by all, she is only truly loved by Zevarion. Just when she thought things couldn’t get worse, she crosses paths with Alpha Xareth, a ruthless Alpha driven by the desire for ultimate power. Vireya’s heart is bound to a powerful Chain of Thorns, a cursed necklace controlled by Xareth, who uses her black wolf for selfish desires. But despite the curse, her love for Zevarion grows stronger every day. Their bond is fierce and unbreakable, but so is the curse that haunts her. Together, they must uncover the truth of their souls, face an ancient evil, and defy the fate that seeks to tear them apart. Will their love be enough to destroy the chains that bind her... or will the blood moon bring her back to Xareth forever? Betrayal and love collide in this dark fantasy, a thrilling tale of fallen gods, ruthless demons, reincarnation and magic that will consume you like never before.

There is a secret about Freya’s birth, and everyone around her has worked hard to keep it from her. As a hybrid werewolf with powers never seen before, she is the best in her field with only one task; to kill. When her newest assignment turns out to be her mate, her life is thrown into chaos. She is determined to kill him and prove that she is worthy, but not even she is powerful enough to resist her mate’s calling. Freya may just have found a man worth submitting to, but three men? It must be the goddess’ cruel joke! Shadows of the past whisper their secrets and the biggest conspiracy surrounding her blood and the dangerous power it possesses may yet be unraveled. Freya will need an army at her side to face her demons, but first she must find a balance between her mates and stop them from killing each other before she can save the world from the dark forces that intend to break it. Join me on this exciting journey of exquisite love, dangerous lust, dark jealousy and possessiveness, and betrayals from the people you least expect it!

“Please sweetheart, I’m sorry for how I treated you, you know this has always been my dream job. I can’t lose it please, I’ll do anything you want please sweetheart”, came Cooper’s disgusting voice. The audacity of this man, he even had the guts to call me sweetheart, the name he had stopped calling me during our marriage. “Don’t you ever call me again in your pathetic little life and from now on, refrain from calling me inappropriate names, I am your boss’s wife. The next time you disturb my peace or call me inappropriately, you’ll be hauled off to jail”, I replied coldly and hung up. After Mila catches her husband, Cooper having sex with his “shortcut to a better life” in their matrimonial bed, he divorces her then throws her out in the middle of the night. Mila is shocked to discover Cooper also cleared their joint account leaving her penniless. Mila thought her life was over but she is swept off her feet by Ryan Anderson, the richest billionaire in New York, one who happens to be Cooper’s boss and maybe something more. Now Mila can make those that hurt her pay. Mila is finally happy but like they say good things don’t last forever. Will she be able to save herself and her family when danger starts lurking? Will she finally get her happy ever after?

Three days before the wedding, I was cleaning out some old boxes when I remembered the time capsule Natasha Rowe and I buried ten years ago. When I mentioned it, her face stiffened for a moment. She quickly tried to talk me out of going. "It's been so long," she said. "Someone probably dug it up already." I didn't think much of it and went back to our old high school alone. At the spot where we buried it, I started digging. Instead of one box, I pulled out five metal containers of different sizes. Two of them were the ones Natasha and I buried ten years ago, their surfaces rusted and worn. But there were three others. One of them was just as rusted as ours. The other two looked almost brand new. The old extra box had a name scratched into the lid. Vince Houle. On it were the words, [My secret crush was a war I fought alone. Natasha, I hope you're happy.] I remembered him then. He had been a quiet guy who sat behind us in class. The kind of student no one really noticed. The two newer boxes had names carved into them, too. Natasha and Vince. The date etched into both of them was today. On Natasha's box were the words, [The greatest regret of my life is that I couldn't marry you.] On Vince's box were the words, [The greatest regret of my life is that I can't openly congratulate you on getting married.]

ASTRID SAGE Everyone calls me naive and innocent, and in every way, I am. When I took a fancy in peering at FREDERICK SALVATORE each time he stopped by the orphanage to drop off his donation, it was just out of mere curiosity. I find him fascinating and alluring, like a piece of art. But when I get kidnapped and put up for auction, he's in the crowd of the deadliest people I've ever seen. He put the craziest bid on me and I get to find out that his name isn't FREDRICK SALVATORE. He's the notorious EAGAN KING and this is his world. Now I understand why he has that unexplainable dark aura around him. Is it possible to find him less fascinating now that I know what he's truly like? EAGAN KING A monster. A killer. A sociopath. A greedy-ass bastard. The devil. Everyone has different names for me, and they're right. I'm all of that and more. I wanna own this hell and rule these bastards. I wanna own LOVE ISLAND CITY. But to own it, I have to kill the real owner. Seven families are topping the hierarchy. I've killed three, I'm left with four. I attend this auction event to figure out the weaknesses of my next target. And then there she is, looking very virgin-ish and fucking innocent, standing on the auction ground with fear in her eyes. Bidding her was not part of my plan. But I'll be fucked up if I let these motherfuckers have her. (Warning: this is a dark romance, not for the faint-hearted. Read at your own risk and please, no criticisms.)

… Her pack had betrayed him and she needed to pay. She was going to pay! He let go of her hair and grabbed the back on her neck, his eyes trailed down to her exposed neck and collar bone. The princess dress she had on showed a lot of that caused him to gulp nervously. His twitched in his trousers, the butterflies in his stomach rose. He buried his face in her neck and inhaled her sweet pheromone. Reign quivered in fear. Electric sparks exploded in her body when she felt his lips brush against her collarbone, down to her that was exposed. “Please…” she cried, but he didn’t stop. He raised his hand and placed them on her firm , causing her to jolt in fear. He squeezed the left and circled her hidden in the fabric of the dress with his rough fingers. Pain seared through her as he kept squeezing her and trailing hot down her . Reign could only cry and wish that it would and soon. “Hermione Reign Angelis.” He called her full names as he backed away from her, his voice void of any emotions. Reign crawled backwards on her , trying to get away from the tyrant, but stopped when her back hit a hard surface behind her. It was the wall. There was definitely no running away from her oppressor. “Your parents orchestrated the assassination of my beloved mother and even after that, they have the audacity to deny it to my face…”. She is his mate turned slave… will he able to look past his hatred for her and see who the true enemy is?