Für Die Liebe Aus Dem Schrank Kommen

***Offical Book 2 of Scars and the Ahswood Family Saga*** As the Ashwoods and Alosies travel to South Korea for the internal Werewolf Council, their lives are turned upside down when James Ashwood finds his fated mate, An Jieun. She is no ordinary Wolf half of her is not a wolf or a human but a nine-tailed fox god. Will An Jieun be able to accept her wolf side and become the future Luna the Ashwood pack needs? What does her Demigod existence mean for werewolves and supernatural beings? Can James protect his mate from outside forces? Can he finally accept his birthright as the next Alpha and Alpha Council Chairman?

In the year 2030, an apocalypse happen in the blink of an eye, and humanity is in great danger. "Do I have what it takes to survive them all?" That is the question that has been stuck in Shawn's mind as he wanders to chaos, destruction, and unexpected situations that he will encounter in this apocalyptic world. But the question that he should ask himself is: "Will the world dies upon me?"

Ariana, a young werewolf, who is despised by her family and pack, runs away from home after defending herself from a luna who tried to murder her. Wandering in the woods far from home, and far from her pack, she is founded by the Alpha of the demon wolves and here, her life transforms from a lonely powerless werewolf, to a powerful Demon Luna, but at a great cost. When their loves finally blossoms, obstacles are meant too strike. But in the Future, Ariana discovers that her mate was the killer of her family.

The dominant, ruthless billionaire and a bold yet innocent girl, the opposite poles, are forced into a contract marriage of 1 year. There is only one mutual feeling between them i.e HATRED.What happens when these incompatible souls have to pretend to the outer world that they deeply love each other? Whether the love bloom or the hatred will take its toll? Whether they will realize that they are made for each other or just walk away after the contract ends? That's for you to find out :-) ---------Blurb--------- "If you want me to stay away from other men then you also have to stay away from other girls" the girl declares trying to set herself free from his iron grip. "Ok" she was a little taken aback by his agreement "But" the side of his lip twitched a bit "you have to fulfill all the duties of a wife" She gasps which catch his attention. The hand that was holding her throat moves up and his thumb starts stroking her lips, gently. "BE MINE" he avowed "Completely and dutifully" His words held power and firmness which tremble the girl lying under him, under his mercy. "Every night I want someone to f**k. If not other women then for the coming year, it is going to be you" there was no tint of humor in his voice "Shall we start from tonight? Wifey!" ---------------------------- (Story features Mature)

On the day I died, my boyfriend was with another woman. He was a man I had rescued from the clutches of rich women. My condition was for him to be my boyfriend for three years, and he agreed. I showered him with money, resources, and connections, single-handedly making him famous. Yet, while he told me we could not date publicly, he casually engaged in fake romance rumors with others for publicity. One of his rumored girlfriends even came to me with a voice message. "If it weren’t for using her as a stepping stone, who would bother with someone so dull and boring?" But after I died, why did he go mad?

Done checking me out yet, babe?” The godlike man with tattoos covering his muscular forearms asks me with a teasing smirk on his face. "No fair, Miles is hogging her. The name's Beckett, Darling," He said with his deep baritone voice that had my core clenching. "My turn," came another deep gorgeous voice, sounding more sensual than the last. "Hey, Princess." He said, whisking me away from Beckett, "The name's Aphelion." Aphelion grabbed my chin, forcing me to look into his beautiful green eyes. "I can still make your insides burn with want for me." He said once he pulled back, grinning at me, a dimple appearing on his cheek, "By the way, I'm Samael." Katrina was left at an orphanage as an infant, on her 18th birthday she gets a vague letter from her birth mother, that doesn’t go into much detail on why her parents abandon her, just that there was a danger lurking, and Katrina had to disappear. On her 21st birthday Katrina’s best friends take her to the Popular club Hecate where her life turns upside down. One minute she’s having fun getting drunk, the next she’s blasting a pervert on his ass with some unknown power that just blasted out of her hands. Now Katrina is stuck attending school with a bunch of demigods and four very attractive very dangerous gods, who have all staked a claim on her. Katrina must learn how to control this new power of hers, avoid the demigoddess who she has somehow angered by her existence, figure out what the danger is her mother’s letter warned her about, all while juggling four very dominating gods.

“I'm not asking you to love me back. As long as you let me love you, I'll love you till I die"_______________ Being rejected and thrown out of the pack by her mate and Lover was something Kiara never saw coming. She watched her life crumble before her eyes and decided that she was never going to forgive him no matter what. Two years later, after trying to put the past behind her and ignoring her ex lover and mate as much as she could, She bumped into him and the emotions and pain that had once been buried deep down surfaces to the top. But when a Powerful Alpha and a mafia Lord both have eyes on her, wanting her as their mate. Would she follow her heart which has longed for her mate? Or would she choose the man who would lay his world under her feet?

A new sparks ignites Alanna's boring life when she gets unceremoniously kidnapped and taken to the underworld where she meets Zeron, a demon who is the king of the ice witches. Alanna thinks she has heard it all until she discovers that the king has been terminally ill for centuries and is dangerously controlled by his darkness, as a result of a curse that had been placed on him as a child. Furthermore, Alanna finds out that she is the king's cure and in order for the king to be free from the curse, she has to bond with him in every way, including marriage. Having nothing to lose, she agrees to help the king. Soon, she's falling in love with him. But will her innocent love be enough to save him? Will her passion remain unrequited, or will she finally succeed in breaking the icy walls surrounding the demon king's cold heart?

Avery couldn’t accept the sudden changes in him. “Why are you being nice and sweet all of a sudden?” Anderson inched closer and she could feel his breath on her face. “Because you are my wife. Only my wife deserves my sweetness.” At twenty four, Anderson Crown was the acting CEO of his father’s trillion dollar multinational company. He was hot and a die for yet, he was so cold. When it was time for him to assume the position of CEO wholly, he wouldn’t accept it without Avery Smith by his side as a wife. Therefore, an arranged marriage was the best option, but why? Avery Smith was the shy intern in the accounts department. When she reluctantly succumbed to her parents' demand to marry Anderson to save their business, she grew hatred towards him because her heart was already taken. She vowed to her boyfriend that she would frustrate Anderson’s life to make him divorce her but was surprised when she realized after the marriage, that Anderson wasn’t who she thought he was. So what happens when she begins to fall head over heels in love with Anderson, and her ex boyfriend appears to claim her as promised? Will she keep to her vow or will she stay true to what her heart feels? This book is a read alone, though a sequel to *The CEO silenced me with a kiss*

A gasp escaped past her lips when she felt his tongue licking her skin where her neck meets her shoulder. Her heart drummed in her ears. Her chin quivering and her body trembling. A jolt of electrifying jolts ran down her body as his lips gave soft feathery kisses on her neck. She was a nervous mush in his arms. "Sweet," He rasped in his deep baritone voice. She stiffened, even more, when his nose caressed her jawline and he inhaled her scent. She was squished against his hard muscular chest and all she could feel and inhale was him. His big veiny hands, his muscular steel-like arms around her waist, and his sinful lips. "Your scent...mhmm... so f*cking addicting," a growl reverberated from his chest. "S...stop," She stuttered. "Shss..." The rough pad of his thumb caressed her lips.