Demoníacas

His blue eyes had More darkness in them any eyes she has ever seen.. The first time she'd seen him, he regarded her with a cunning smile.. She couldn't run away from him even if she wanted to.. She's Shy. She's quiet.. She's kind.. She went unheeded. *** He was merciless. He was the Storm.. He was captivating He's cruel and feels nothing for humans.. Alpha Nicklaus a lycanthrope who was cursed by the guardian angel of the terrestrial world to the live without a mate finally found his mate after six thousand years.. What happens when the Alpha's mate has her fate tied to a Demon overlord?

Sembilan orang pelajar terperangkap di sebuah sekolah setelah kampung halaman dan tempat tinggal mereka ditenggelami satu kabus gelap yang 'menelan' semua orang. Ibu bapa, kawan, keluarga mereka menjadi mangsa. Hanya kawasan sekolah sahaja yang masih terselamat. Tetapi, mereka tidak boleh tinggal di situ buat selamanya. Kabus gelap itu semakin merebak. Namun, ada sesuatu yang misteri di bawah kabus yang gelap.

He told me she was the little glimmer of light in his dark soul but he lost her and I was the replacement. "You shine like the fucking sun but I don't want you bright, I want you tainted". With that, he claimed me. ***** Tammy Jones was just a college student that returned home for the Christmas holiday. Little did she know the beginning of the holiday was going to be the start of her new life in a world where mayhem and danger lurked. At the time when she'd lost all hope of escaping the cruel world, an extremely good-looking stranger rescued her. But there was more to this stranger than just the good looks. What could go wrong with getting kidnapped and then rescued? You might want to read to know! WARNING: +18 and contains scenes of violence and sexual abuse!!!

Dante slowed his pace, withdrawing until only the tip was still inside her before thrusting his hips once,eliciting a sharp gasp from her lips. He brought his mouth down to hover over hers. “Can you feel me,my love?”He rasped. Renee angled her head,nipping at his lips.”Yes,I feel you.” ------------ To save her family from a loanshark,Renee Gallo agrees to be married to Dante Moretti, a man who has been called many names. He has been labeled as a devil,as a hideous-looking demon,the notorious son of Gustavo Moretti. But it turns out that this man who is cruel to the world loves and pampers her more than she had ever imagined.

Heavy BDSM content at your own risk. ⚠️ ‼️ ~Camila~ I sat across him with my legs crossed as i stared into those dark gray orbs that always seem to have me lost and lust in its depth. "When am I going to leave, Luciano?" I finally spoke, breaking the silence that had stretched since I'd entered his office. He said nothing for a moment, then stood up and walked towards me. He leaned in close, his elbows resting on the armrests of my chair, trapping me between him and the back of the chair. His thumb pressed lightly against my bottom lip, and my breath hitched. "Are you really asking me that, Gem?" He whispered, his voice a husky caress against my ear. His gaze was intense, and I felt a heat spread through my body. "You lost your freedom the day you stepped into my life, Gem." He continued, his breath warm against my skin. "And I'm afraid to say I can't let you go, never." I bit my lip, swallowing the lump in my throat. Despite the cool temperature of the room, I felt suffocated, the heat pooling in my lower pantie making it impossible to ignore his presence. He was right, I had lost my freedom the day I decided to sell my soul to this monster. He had killed the angel in me and made me his own little devil. Accepting Luciano and everything he did was dangerous, like signing my name on a contract to burn in hell for eternity. He was the demon that tortured me, the reason I was living in this gilded cage. Accepting Luciano and what he does was dangerous, it was like signing my eternity to burn in hell as long as he was the demon that tortured me...

Blurb When I was fifteen years old I fell in love, he was a walking wet dream and for a teenage girl that was only learning to control her hormones, he was Death. I grew up in a religious household, my grandfather was a catholic pastor and so we were raised on a biblical perspective but somehow I always galloped more to worldly things. I was taught no cussing, no deception, and certainly no fucking a hot boy you just met two weeks ago, but- I loved him. I wanted to love him in all the ways I could, and I think he too loved me because he always promised forever. Somehow forever lasted short, I ended up in the wrong hands, terrible hands. I saw some bad things and did worse, my perception of life was ruined long ago now I have nothing, nothing but scars and demons. I had long forgotten about him, but years later, he crashes into my life, and he's married. His wife, making me an unwelcome proposal, and him, making me feel like the indistinguishable stupid girl I was seven years ago. However I'm no longer her, and he isn't the same eighteen-year-old I lied to, he breathes power and seduction that can be seen from miles away. All I want is to get my life in order but with my past feelings and demons resurfacing, I know one thing for sure, I am screwed. We both are. Caelum thinks he is the only fiend in my story, yet there's a far bigger demon lurking in the dark, and no matter the times he goes hunting, he won't find it, the demon hides in the most open places and the longer Caelum searches, the more broken he will be when he encounters it.

BROKEN BY THE BILLIONAIRE MAFIA Book Blurb Jessica martins the heiress of her father's Billion dollar empire faces trauma after witnessing the murder of her twin brother and parents the night she attended a party. She battles a demon of insecurity and took the large responsibility of continuing her family's legacy. Her life takes a different turn when she runs into the infamous Kessler Blackwell the Mafia king of Chicago. He would stop at nothing to have her but he's on a mission to steal the most precious heirloom her family owns. Will this crazy man be her flashlight? Or will Kessler just be another knife like the others that cut her deep and added to the many that brought tears to her eyes, burns in her lungs, and hunger to her soul?

I took her with me, I don't love her first. I only want to use her. But then I want her, all her. But her love for her family is strong. So, I destroy everything, I destroy all her relationship. So, she can only love me... Because she is only mine.... A story depicting the relationship between Jonathan Barewood a half Alpha vampire and half wizard, who is also prince of vampires and a son of a powerful wizard Lucifer, and his prisoner of war, Allena Seth his love a powerful werewolf Alpha woman who is warrior of her clan. But a relationship between an Alpha vampire and an Alpha wolf can't work. So, what Jonathan do make it work. Especially when a vampire is immortal, but a wolf is not.

Seventeen-year-old Seraphina Knights has been running from her dreams for as long as she can remember—dreams of fire, glass, and a winged stranger who calls her by name. Every time she wakes, a glowing mark burns into her skin… and no one can explain why. Duskmoor Academy was supposed to be her fresh start—a place for students with “unusual sensitivities.” But from the moment she meets Lucan Vale, the quiet, unreadable Literature Assistant, Seraphina’s dreams only get worse. Or more real. Lucan knows exactly who she is. He’s been finding her in every lifetime. And losing her. Seraphina’s past lives are catching up to her—and so is a curse that’s been hunting them both. If she remembers too much, she dies. If she turns away from him, the cycle continues. But this time… she remembers just enough to fight back.

Second book in My Archangel Soulmate series ** Strong arms wrapped around my much smaller frame, comfortable warmth engulfing my tingling body, followed by the softest, sweetest touch of his lips against mine, moving in a slow, gentle kiss. My eyelids fluttered closed on their own accord, pressing myself even closer, my hand finding its way around his neck, burying my fingers in his short soft hair while the small sparks of bright light still danced in between us, mixing with each other. It felt so magical, so utterly ethereal, the way his entire being felt so close to mine, tiny pieces of himself tangling with mine, like small silvery strings those tiny pieces drawing us together, creating a supernatural bond.