Elsa Green

Louis Trevor, a shy and fragile college student, never imagined his life would change the day he was saved from bullies by Andrea Ryder—an underground fighter who kept her distance from emotional entanglements. But Louis, persistent and unexpectedly alluring, managed to slip under her skin. What began as a simple act of repayment spiraled into a night of steamy passion—yet it wouldn't end there. Could his piercing green eyes be enough to make her stay, when their worlds were so vastly different? From strangers to bedmates, Andrea made it clear she didn’t want a relationship. Her life was too dark, too focused on vengeance to make room for love. She had lost both of her parents, and she believed her uncle had a hand in it. Revenge was the only thing that kept her going—until she met Louis. Someone she wanted to live for. Someone she could die for. He shivered as her fingers toyed with the buttons on his shirt. "You’re pretty nasty for someone so fragile," she whispered. His eyes never left her face. His breath quickened. His cheeks flushed. "Kiss me, Louis," she said, leaning closer. "Huh..." he breathed, instinctively leaning in. "Kiss me, Louis." A shudder tore through him as he pressed his lips to hers. But all that glitters isn’t gold. Her first betrayal will come from the one she’s come to love most. Will Andrea be able to forgive him when she discovers that the eyes she fell for belong to the same bloodline as the man responsible for her parents’ deaths? And will Louis be able to melt her icy heart… twice? Join Louis and Andrea on a thrilling, emotional rollercoaster of passion, pain, and redemption.

THE BILLIONAIRE'S MISTRESS _From sharing his bed to sharing his heart_ SYNOPSIS/BLURB "I thought so too. You don't remember the safe word." Jaxon had a tone of mischief in his voice. His Hazel Green eyes burned her down to her soul. Roxanne kept moving backwards till her back was against the wall. "Please, I don't want to do this." She begs. Jaxon is already very much aroused and the beast in his groin begs for release. Her begging only turns him on more. So innocent! Roxanne knows she can't do anything now, so she decides to give in to him. "Now that's what I want to see. Less struggle, more obedience. You're now my Pet. " Now get on your knees." Jaxon orders. Roxanne, a 24-year-old gymnast with heavy financial burdens, steps into the world of Club D'Lux, as an exotic pole dancer. Her first performance sparks a connection with Jaxon Hearst, the owner. When a fan gets too close, Jaxon helps her , revealing his true identity and making a shocking proposal as he's drawn to her beautiful and subtle nature. The hunger to possess her burns inside of him. He offers Roxanne a risky deal; become his mistress, and he'll take care of her financial worries and cover her father's medical bills. But as she enters Jaxon's life, shedding his layers, she discovers his dark secrets and desires that push her boundaries. As they engage in this consuming relationship, Roxanne finds herself trapped between her desire for Jaxon and her fear of his control. Can she tame his wild heart, or will their passion leave her in ruins?

Luke finally agreed to bind with me, urged by his mother Monica on her deathbed. Moonlight spilled through the window, casting a glow on his golden-brown fur. He stood by the bed, his amber wolf eyes deep and seemingly nervous. As soon as he stepped out of the room, his expression returned to its usual calm, and he said to me coldly, "Emma, let's wait a little longer." "I need to bond with Alina first," he continued, his wolf eyes distant, his tone neutral. "Her mother is seriously ill, and I promised her." "What about your mother? She wants to witness our bonding too!" "I have to bond with Alina first. You don't need to worry about my mother’s health," he said, as he effortlessly removed the vow ring Monica had given me from my finger, then turned and walked away. His little wolf followed, its tail wagging happily, showing no sign of reluctance. But as soon as he left, his mother suddenly took a turn for the worse. By the time Monica passed away, I was the only one by her side. Weakly, she squeezed my hand and whispered, "Emma, don’t wait for him anymore. Find someone who truly loves you." Her hand fell limp, and in the quiet darkness, I made two calls. The first was to the church, changing our marking ceremony to a funeral for his mother. The second call was to my best friend. Her brother was the Alpha of another pack, with dark fur and sharp green eyes. "He once said that if I was willing, he would bond with me... Is that promise still valid?" There was a pause on the other end before a deep voice, full of natural authority, came through: "Emma, have you finally figured it out?"

"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.

The day Ruben Luisetti (Overlord Vampire of New York City and heir apparent to the Vampire King throne) first saw the feisty, golden haired beauty with the large luminous emerald green eyes, he had a ‘feeling’ He was shocked, he hadn't had one of those for many years and this one was strong attraction. He became intrigued, when during his investigations into some underworld murders, he kept bumping into her. This 'feeling' should have worn off, it didn't. In fact it just got even stronger, as a deep desire to possess this creature crept up on him. When he saw that she was clearly being enslaved and controlled, he felt obliged to save her and free her from her bonds. And able to be with him! But what is she? He thought she was perhaps Fae…boy, was he wrong and shocked to discover she was a Demon! . Katarina is a soldier demon, owned by Demon Lord Basille. Lent out to the human Scott McGowen as part of a blood pact contract to make him more powerful and rich while at the same time collect the souls of two hundred mortals for her Master to bolster his ranks in the Demon Realm. Until Ruben Luisetti steps into her life and shows her that what she thinks is her 'normal' in life, doesn't have to be… Well used to being merely a tool Katarina finds herself strangely entranced by the delectably handsome and powerful Vampire Lord and finds herself enthralled by Ruben's dominant, possessive yet gentle and caring nature for her, showing her a new way of being treated by someone…being treated with respect, care and…. Love?? . Can Ruben free his beloved from the Demon Contract? Can he free his beloved from Demon Lord Basille? To become entwined by Fate?

"Call me sir." He demanded."What?" I heard it correct yet asked again to make sure did I hear correct? "Don't your thick head get things at once?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows without moving his gaze from mine. No way I am going to call him sir. Thick head! It's the second time he told that. What does he think of himself?I cleared my throat and spoke. "Firstly, I'm not going to call you sir. I'm not your slave to do so. And secondly, I don't have a thick head." I protested. "Slave? Seeing a word by its abbreviation." He quirked a brow. "Your thick head has a little knowledge in it." This time he inched more close while the corner of his perfect shifted to a smirk. Move back, Mister!"Yes, I do see a word by its meaning," I said, trying not to fall in his gaze. (S.I.R = Slave - I - Remain) He got closer and closer and stooped near my ear while keeping his hands on the table, either side of me. I could feel his brushing against my earlobe when he spoke in a low deep voice. "If you don't, I'll cancel this deal." 'No! I can't let this happen.'~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I am either drown into the deep green sea or flew up into the bright blue sky, for sure I was lost in his blue-green eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time marched by days into months and months into a year. Everything in my life has changed but one thing remains the same. Years ago I would've never pictured my life the way it is now.

Dark Romance "Will you trade in yourself for your father", I asked in a blank voice. "Yes",she whimpered out in an instant. Just like that my game was starting. The prey has taken the bait. Lorenzo Demario, The Don of the Italian Mafia, He's referred to as the Devil's God, He's on a revengeful quest, looking for the murderers of his parents. He finds adulterated evidence against the Spanish mafia. He decides to use their heir against them,the heir they are all unaware of. He orchestrates an elaborate plan,a sure way to get his revenge but that all melts away when their eyes meet. Sapphire colored eyes clashing with forest green ones. But along the line,he realizes that the heir,his tool for revenge, is his childhood best friend and sweetheart. He has to decide between love and Duty. Adrianna White, She suffers from multiple personality Disorder, She has a facade of a shy girl. But at night, she's something else, She becomes a terror at night, She becomes "El Diablo" She feels hate and loathing towards Lorenzo for destroying her family,especially when she finds out he's her childhood love. She agrees to trade places with her sick father. But the lines of hatred blurred and turned into love. She falls in love and realizes that her life is her biggest lie. What happens when they realize that the Russian Mafia pitted them against each other? What happens when they discover that the Russians separated her from her biological family, the Spanish Mafia? It's now more than a game of revenge It's a game of death and Adrianna's psychotic side is coming out to play! Read to find out how it all ends A match fated by goddess Aphrodite herself, A match made in heaven.

[MATURE CONTENTS, NO RAPE, VIOLENCE, DARK] She didn't realize she was slowly falling deeply for the handsome billionaire who always hid in the shadows, shrouded in darkness and mystery. Despite the blaring alarm in her head screaming 'danger alert,' she just had to trust him. But he wasn’t just a wealthy heartthrob; he was a bad boy with sinister intentions. He became her weapon for revenge, an addiction that transformed her into a villain. (EXTRACT) Eamon's gaze flicked to the name tag on her uniform, which read "Mia." He smirked, clearly aware of the deception. "Heather, do you think you can save your life from me in a hospital?" he teased. "Well, if... if you're a disease," Heather retorted, trying to regain some semblance of control. Eamon chuckled softly, a chilling sound. "Sure I am. A terminal one." "Anyway, Mr. Eamon, sorry for taking things the wrong way this morning. Perhaps you thought I was mocking your blindness by saying you changed my clothes," she said sincerely. "It's alright," Eamon replied, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I saw everything though." Heather blinked in confusion. "Huh? But... you're blind. How can you see everything like you claimed?" Eamon's smile widened, and he leaned in slightly. "Let me tell you a secret then, Ms Heather," he said, removing his dark lenses to reveal a set of emerald green eyes. "You have a fading tattoo 'A & H' on your left waist and a tiny black dotty mole underneath your right breast," Eamon said, his voice low and intimate. Heather: "...." Eamon's eyes bore into hers, a predatory glint in them. "You can't hide from me, Heather. Not in a hospital, not anywhere."

Regina Edana Anderson, the sole heir of the Anderson Duchy. A princess with the brightest green eyes and many talents. All things are set for her to sail through in life. Till one day she hears about the death of her uncle and learns that her fiancé's family had planned it. It's time to take revenge on all who betrayed her. She kills her fiancé in a fury and takes over the throne in a time when only men had the right to rule. But changing the rules is not so easy especially when the nobles suggest she marry her fiancé's brother who was the mastermind of this little game. But luckily when the Crown Prince of the Raleigh Empire, Theodore, the future king considered a dangerous lunatic, comes to her & offers a contract marriage she has no choice but to accept putting forth some conditions for their alliance. A bloodthirsty princess and a lunatic crown prince. What could go wrong? ____ I knew Theodore was a lunatic, but I wasn't sure if the word was enough to describe him. Especially now when I see him jumping off the cliff. He, the future of the empire just jumped trying to reach out for my hand as I was falling down. He grabbed my hand and held me tightly in his arms. He turned us around so he would hit the shallow stream of the river below us first, not me. But I couldn't understand why. Why would someone do this? As if he could hear my thoughts, he answered with the same arrogant smile on his face, "I made a promise to never let go of your hand. Even if it leads me to my demise, I would follow you—even into death." Yes, Lunatic isn't enough. He is downright deranged.

"Devils don't love, baby. They ruin." He rasps beside my ear, trailing his long fingers between my bare cleavage. Something like fire flickered in his emerald green eyes but it disappeared as it came. "Luckily, we're on the same page, Volkov. I'll ruin you and vanish your empire from this universe." I challenge, tangling his fingers with mine and dropping them from the forbidden area. His cold eyes darkened but his soft pink lips twisted with a small smirk. "I would love to see you try." ❥❥❥❥ The disappearance of Lilah Daniels' brother Robert Daniels was nothing but a mystery to everyone. She was a fifteen-year-old girl when it all happened. The only thing she knew, her brother was involved in some kind of illegal business. Robert was the only person who was there for her when their addict parents used to come back home drunk and beat the shit out of her. Even they forced Robert to be involved in such kind of bad business, only for money. Lilah promised herself to find out her beloved brother as she started collecting information. It took five years for her to reach the person only who knew where her brother was. But he was no ordinary gang leader or don. He was hundreds of boss' boss, the greatest Russian mafia king Ivan Volkov, known as the devil to the underworld. Nobody has seen him except for a few mafia bosses. He was a pure evil soul with a creativity of manipulating and killing his enemies in one blink. But she didn't care. She did her best to reach the devil and finally succeeded. But what happened when two dangerous souls met? How would they avoid the dark forbidden desires ignited inside them? (THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE BOOK! )