Feet Hypnosis

The day Yancy Shepherd died, Benedict Page poisoned our dinner. His eyes were wild, and bloodshot, as he watched me writhe in agony. There was a madness in his gaze, but worse was the hatred, a disgust so deep it twisted his face into something unrecognizable. "If it weren't for you forcing your way into our lives, Yancy wouldn’t have died from heartbreak. You ruined us! It’s all your fault!" A photo slipped from his trembling hand and landed at my feet—Yancy at twenty, looking radiant, her smile as bright as a blooming flower. I collapsed to the ground, my strength fading fast like a rose withering in the final grasp of winter. Helpless, I waited for the darkness to claim me, consumed by despair and bitter regret. Why hadn’t I listened to the system and killed him when I had the chance? But when I opened my eyes again, everything was different. I stood watching Benedict flee our engagement ceremony. My brother moved to chase after him, but I quietly raised a hand, stopping him. This time, things would be different.

BOOK 1 "When I finally take you Seraphina, it will not be vanilla. You will beg, you will claw at my skin, and lastly your heart..... it'll cease to beat for you, and just for me." His fingers curled around her wrist, guiding her hands to caress the sides of his face. "Don't you want it?" Her heart pounded against her chest, She couldn't even fathom the word, no. _____ In a world ruled by four supernatural factions, Lucian Valemont, the last pure blooded Lycan, reigns with ruthless power and a heart forged in frost. Seraphina Noir, the last of the fire-born witches, is delivered to his feet in chains, branded a traitor, stripped of her magic, and burning with vengeance. She blames him for everything that had gone wrong. While, He sees her as a threat he should eliminate. But the moment their eyes meet, fate stirs. She was supposed to be his enemy and he was meant to be her executioner. But a feeling, ancient pulses between them, it is dark, forbidden, and dangerously tempting. What began with chains and hatred sparks into obsession. And what should have ended in blood.....ignites into fire. One that can't help but consume them.

***This book contains violence, cursing, sexual content, and talk of suicide, enjoy at your discretion.*** I was walking through an unknown foggy forest when I spotted a field of wildflowers. My feet had a mind of their own as they led me to wander through the flowers. I nonchalantly dragged my hands over the flowers. It was a beautiful and serene sight. I deeply inhaled the sweet scent of the flower and gave a little shudder of bliss. I closed my eyes and just absorbed the moment wanting to remember it. Suddenly the sounds of paws hitting the forest floor overwhelmed me. Then the forest was ignited with flames. Everything glowed vibrant oranges and reds as heavy smoke smothered me from above. I threw myself to the ground desperate for any trace of clean air. As I attempted to crawl out of the flowers a new sound harmonized with the thunder paws, screams and howls for help terrorized me. I clawed at the ground desperate to escape the menacing choir. Fire licked my skin and I screamed for help. Sobs escaped my lips as flaming branches fell on me from above. The smell of burning flesh was the only thing that consumed me as everything went dark.

CHAN After the death of her grandmother, Chandra Chandler, known affectionately as Chan, and her two sisters move to Australia to escape their past and build a better life. When a fortune-teller reveals to Chan she will fall in love with a man who is as bright as the sun, she dismisses the very idea as hocus pocus. But when gorgeous Sam Harrington and his daughter waltz into her life, Chan’s world turns upside down. Sam draws her to him like a moth to a flame with his good looks, charismatic personality, and kindness. Most of all, his warm gaze and gentle touches tempt her with the promise of seduction—a dangerous territory she is afraid to enter, yet longs to experience. SAM After the death of his wife in a freak accident, multibillionaire Sam Harrington is sick of women throwing themselves at his feet simply because they are attracted to his enormous bank account and good looks. When he bumps into Chan, he knows instantly she is different. He’s attracted to her and wants her. When he discovers this strong, beautiful woman is broken inside and in danger of losing herself, he vows to protect and love her unconditionally.

" Make love to me, Ryan. F*ck me till my legs give way. “ When Amelia said this, she knew she was willing to risk everything… her father’s trust and happiness. **** " Damnit, Amelia! He’s my friend! “ Her father snarled. " And he’s my lover! “ She yelled right back. Bryan shook his head, " No, child. Ryan is too dangerous for you. “ " And old, “ he added in a whisper. " I’m not a child anymore, daddy. I’m 21 “ Amelia answered. " Who knows nothing! End it with him or I’ll disown you! “ He was shouting now. She stomped her feet on the ground like the child her father had called her, " I’m going to be with him, Dad! Get used to it. “ " He’s being called a monster for a reason. Don’t you know why? “ " Stupid reason. He doesn’t deserve it. “ she retorted and added, " And isn’t he supposed to be your friend? “ Bryan shook his head, " You come first, Mel. I’m going to protect you from him. “ " At all cost. “

Raine Ellery never imagined her survival would come at a deadly price. Confined in a contractual marriage with the billionaire CEO Cassian Ashcroft to save her late mother's legacy, Raine simply had to escape her crumbling world. But the moment she signs the contract, Cassian collapses at her feet, and by midnight, he's declared dead. The media named her the bride of bad luck. The public thinks she’s cursed, while the Ashcroft board accuses her of murder. And the bargain she thought would be her salvation becomes a trap from which she cannot escape. Imprisoned in a penthouse filled with secrets and haunted by scandals, Raine is forced to play a high-stakes game of silence and survival. But when rumors of Cassian's secret enemies, a hidden inheritance war, and a conspiracy of faked death begin to surface, Raine is drawn into a quest for the truth before the world buries her with it. And just when she believes it's the end, Cassian returns—alive. Now Raine must face the most dangerous twist of all: the man she never truly knew is back… and he is not alone in what he wants.

The ninety-ninth time my Alpha mate blocked our mind-link, I was in the final stages of Wolf Spirit Decay. I dragged my broken body into the Council Hall. The cold marble steps grated against the soles of my feet, and with every step, a tearing pain ripped through my chest. "I am here to petition to leave the pack." The council official studied my pale, thin form with a pitying gaze and asked softly, "Are you certain, Miss? You would be giving up the pack's protection." Since childhood, my wolf has been unstable, making me frail. Ever since my father brought home my adopted sister, Lydia, when I was ten, my parents have treated me like a disgrace to the family. Despite being his marked mate for years, Caleb never promised me a Luna ceremony. He rarely even took me to pack gatherings. As a result, hardly anyone in the pack knew who I was. "It doesn't matter," I said, my voice calm despite the effort. "I will be dead in three days."

Ferrah Autumn is a lone magic user, intent on finding the man who destroyed her coven and, along with it, her brother, who was the answer to winning the war against shifters. She trained for years, working with some of the most powerful warlocks and witches to fulfill her lifelong goal of killing the Alpha King. But when he finds her in the woods, something unexplainable happens. Not only do they share the same prophecy, but they're also each other's fated mates.“There’s one condition,” I said softly. I leaned my back against the wall as I looked at him. I looked up to find him standing a few feet away from the bars. He was looking at me with hope in his eyes. My heart ached at the sight and I cursed at myself for it.“What?” he asked in confusion. I couldn’t believe that I was even considering this. I felt like a traitor. If my parents could see me now, what would they think? I was making a deal with the devil.The Alpha King's Prophecy is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

“One night. Make love to me for one night and I’ll never bother you again.” Valerie practically begged Rick. “Fuck off, I’m not interested.” he replied, dismissing her with a wave. >>>>>>>>> Valerie Calder, also known as ‘The Duchess,’ never begs. Never pursues. And most importantly, NEVER repeats lovers. As a young wealthy widow with the world at her feet, she’s accustomed to owning every room, and commanding every attention. Men trip over themselves just to gain her attention, all hoping to be her next fling. Ever since she inherited her aged late husband’s wealth, no one has been able to say ‘NO’ to her, except one man. RICK!! He doesn’t just refuse her - he disregards her entirely, dismisses her like she is nothing, and when others see a goddess, he sees an annoying housefly. But what Rick doesn’t know about Valerie Calder is simple: When she can’t have something, she wants it even more. And she’s never wanted anything like she wants him.

“Valerian!” a cry came from outside and my feet rushed to the door, my body having recognised the voice before my brain could comprehend what was happening. I yanked the door open and almost broke down crying at the sight before me, “Queen Lyla!” Bethany gasped from behind me. I scooped her into my arms, my eyes searching for any unwanted presence before rushing her into the living room. “Valerian put me down, we don’t have much time!” she rushed out the command as she struggled to get down. Silently obeying, I put her down, taking note of how she looked and it wasn’t pretty. Her hair, that was always neatly made, looked like a bird’s nest; twigs and leaves hanging from the knots. Her long white sleeping robe dirty and bloody from her waist down, she looked a royal mess; with a bunch of blankets wrapped around her upper half. “My Queen, what happened?” Beth asked as she handed me my medicine bag.