Full Time Mage

MANAGING MAGES: Hawk had been tormenting me as long as I could remember. I was a young mage and my power was still growing. But they thrust me under his watch in the service to our Warlord. And damn him for enjoying every moment he can torment me. Every time I think my power strong enough to challenge him, he finds new ways to torture me. He's told me that I'm his little prey and he'll be kinder when I succumb to him but I've vowed to never let the overbearing, insufferable cad put a hand on my bare skin. It's a battle of wills and wits. He may be more clever but I'm certainly more stubborn! But one thing I've learned about Hawk, never underestimate his conniving...I should've known better than to challenge him. After all, he's made a name for himself by his skill in Managing Mages. But beyond him there is an even bigger problem. Warlord: The Commander of the Mage's Guild. A ruthless killer who leaves a dark mist in his wake. Escaping the Mage's Guild would mean challenging Warlord himself. A dangerous endeavor. WARLORD'S WARD He came into our village like a shadow. A Dark Mage with the most powerful magic in all the realm. King Detry merely calls him Warlord. And he owns that title. Leaving wreckage in his wake. But for me, he had other plans. His cutting blue eyes seeing straight through my disguise. As his slave, his mere plaything, I'll learn the true darkness of magic without conscience. Anything he wants of me, he takes. Anything he wants me to do. I am willed to do with the flick of his hand. His power is an all consuming whirlwind. And I'm just the pretty butterfly caught in it.

He crossed his arms the towel hung low. "I'm married Celeste… you’re like a daughter to me that can’t happen… you don’t know what you’re asking for little one” he grunt. I laughed soft. "Daughter? No daddy I want to be your slut. Kiss me. Touch me. Ruin me, I need you." I closed the gap my hands went to his chest his wet skin under my fingers. I leaned up and kissed him hard my lips pressed to his, my tongue pushing in. ••• At eighteen, a birthday wish led to a forbidden night with her best friend's dad. At twenty-five, a cheating scandal sends her running to New York, straight into the orbit of the one man who she tried so hard to forgot. The problem? He's her powerful new boss—and some secrets can't stay in the past.

Imprisoned and tortured, Esme had only known one thing her entire life - pain, but when the most fearsome Alpha, AKA the bloody conqueror shows up to claim her as his mate, she's not sure if to rejoice or lament about her fate. She soon receives a huge surprise when she finds out that her mate has a strange illness, a curse. The touch of a woman is lethal to him, akin to the burn of a flame. She is the only one capable of touching him but he's been betrayed before and sworn to feel no emotion. Now it's up to Esme to prove that she's worthy of being by his side and fight for their love despite the odds.

My mother is in the late stages of cancer. Yet, she sits in a wheelchair with an oxygen tube and endures a long train ride just to attend my wedding with Isaac Pudley. But when it's time for him to walk down the aisle, I don't see him anywhere despite screaming his name. It turns out his childhood sweetheart, Megan Ericsson, is having another depressive episode and is threatening suicide again. "Isaac, I can't live without you," she screeches. Isaac is always so stern and composed, but he now holds Megan in his arms and begs me to call off the wedding so they can leave. Relatives and guests watch the spectacle with thinly veiled amusement. To make matters worse, my mother is so angry that she faints. However, Isaac believes that my mother is feigning illness. He only wants to take Megan with him and leave. He even takes away my mother's wheelchair. But he seems to have forgotten that he has hurt me 97 times by now. After he hurts me 99 times, I’ll definitely leave him.

I merely brought up the wedding decorations, and my fiancé's first love ran out of the room in tears. Ian Murray slapped me so hard I fell to the ground. His face twisted in fury, teeth clenched with hatred. "Daphne, are you that desperate to get married? Afraid no one else will want you, so you're clinging to me, forcing me into it? Our wedding next week is postponed!" I held my face, but not even a ripple stirred in my heart. This made the eighth time he'd postponed it. I had been waiting for him since I was twenty-eight. Now, in my early thirties, I was still getting nowhere closer to being married. So this time, I quietly packed my things and chose to leave. Maybe this marriage didn't need to happen after all.

I dated my lawyer boyfriend for five years. He canceled our wedding. Fifty-two times. First time? His intern messed up some paperwork. He ditched me at the beach to fix it. I waited all day. Alone. Second time, we were mid-ceremony when he bolted. Heard that intern was getting heat from another lawyer and left me to face the guests and their stares. After that, every time we tried again, there was always some "emergency" with her. Always. I finally hit my limit. I was done. Packed up and broke it off. But the day I left Ainsley? He totally lost it trying to find me.

My best friend’s dad taught me how to ride a bike. Now, he wants to teach me things that aren’t innocent. He’s twice my age, my first safe place, and the one man I should never want. But the way he looks at me? Like I’m his to ruin, his to worship… his to keep. I should run. He should resist. But when his control finally snaps, I’m pinned against the wall with his mouth claiming forbidden places. His voice breaking as he calls me his Goddess. If we’re found out, we’ll be shamed and exiled. By family, friends and business. He could lose everything he’s built- and I could lose the only man who’s ever made me feel safe. But I don’t care. I want him to ruin me. Because when he touches me, the risk doesn’t matter. Some sins feel holy when it’s him.

Minerva leisurely slept but when she woke up, she mysteriously possessed the body of a baby. How did it happen? As Minerva continued to live as the daughter of the famed Duke Ysmael Santi de Ivrea, she got the things that she hadn’t obtained in her previous life−family, friends, confidence, and noticeable existence. How far could Minerva go just to grasp the warmth that she finally obtained after so long?

Athena Foster never ever thought that her life would go off track by just one mistake. As a respected fertility specialist, she prided herself with always been very accurate with all her patients, that is until a mix-up at the clinic left her pregnant with a stranger's child. Xander Knight a ruthless billionaire isn't the kind of man to accept accidents, so when he learns his sperm was wrongfully implanted into a random woman, he is more than just angry... He is furious, demanding answers, the baby and worse... 'her'. But Athena isn’t the weak, submissive, batting eyelash kind of women he’s used to throwing orders to. She refuses to be bullied by him but Xander turns out to be more stubborn than the horrible germs in the incubator trash bin. As Athena fights over with the 'no good' billionaire, she finds out that her pregnancy is more than a mistake. With strange things happening around her; pregnancy hormones, constant horny feelings, weird cravings and the strange attraction that keeps pulling her to the self centered man that keeps her within his eye sight ... She wonders how on earth she would escape this mess.

“You said this was fake,” I snapped, my voice tight. “So why do you act like I belong to you?” Zane’s eyes darkened as he stepped in, wrapping his hand around my neck with a possessive grip. His breath hit mine as he growled, “You still don’t get it, do you? You were never fake. You were always mine.” —— A deal made in desperation. A bond they never saw coming. Alpha Zane is fighting for his pack and his throne. Threatened by the Elders and his ambitious cousin determined to take everything from him. Zane needs a powerful weapon to solidify his claim and legacy. Enters Lyra, a defective Omega with a hidden past drowning in bills to protect her dying brother. When Zane offers her a lifeline, a fake mate contract to secure his title, she accepts but she must walk the thin line of submission and survival with Alphas coming for her at every turn. Trapped in a world of luxury and power plays. Zane’s cold-hearted mother will do anything to replace her. A charming rival Alpha who threatens to sabotage and destroy the pack and a charming cousin in the mix. There’s only one rule: never fall in love with him. But how can a lowly omega resist a devilishly powerful Alpha who burns like sin and kisses like war?