Gacha Eyes Edit

Inka was known to be a successful woman. She worked hard for it because she believes that one day, those who had belittled her and left her behind would regret the things that they did to her. Read wasn't the type of guy that changes women every night. He is a man with dignity and morals yet behind his Greek God physique and unreadable eyes is a life that revolves around blood, guns, and brotherhood. What will happen if Read had set his eyes on the most successful woman of all time? Would he take the risk and love her till death do they part? Or would he just forget about it because of his dark life?

Rustlers and Romance:Desire in his eyes gave her a sense of power.Can life on his ranch be a fresh start from her volatile past?The flare of desire in his eyes filled her with a sense of power.An Uptown Girl and A Cowboy:A city slicker meets a world class outdoorsman.A rugged, stone-faced cowboy greets her with a mesmerizing stare. Will murderous evidence she innocently possesses kill her?Secrets and Deceptions:The years of separation have taken their toll, testing the strength of their love. Will she take the risk of revealing her secret? Can he leave the horrors of battle behind?The Saddle Creek Series is created by Lorelei Confer, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Axon Blaze is the starting role of every girl's fantasy. His shaggy, dirty blonde hair and grey eyes would make any girl's heart melt. But behind those beautiful eyes is a dark past he is running from. To meets the eye he seems like an average guy. However Tatianna Moretti is the total opposite. Her life is an open book. Tatianna's every waking moment is documented with the flash of the cameras and her smile is plastered on every billboard. What happens when these two meet? Turns out they have a lot more in common than they think. The only difference is he knows about his dark past and she has no clue about hers.

After I became a vegetable, Samuel kept me alive for two years with all sorts of tubes. I thought he couldn’t bear to let me go—until his true love returned to the country. He took my corneas and transplanted them to her. Right in front of me, he spoke to her with the utmost tenderness: “Don't worry; you'll be fine. These eyes have been prepared for you for two years.” As a result, I had an adverse reaction after the surgery and passed away. When he heard the news, his eyes turned crimson with rage, and he nearly smashed the hospital: ”Didn't you say there wouldn’t be any problems?!”

“You taste divine!” I gasped as he broke the kiss abruptly, flattening me under him. “If you are trying to seduce me,” his golden eyes shined, complimenting his husky tone. “Then it’s working, Little Swan!” ... Lizette waited for a long time to hear the word ‘mate’ from her childhood crush, Alpha Brandon. But when he finally said this, it was followed by cruel rejection. Considering this rejection as the end of this world, Lizette was devastated beyond words. She accepted her fate of eternal loneliness. However, the night of the annual mating ball proved her wrong. Her eyes locked with the most powerful lycan King, Alpha Vincent Lawrence, as his royal claim reverberated in the surroundings, “Mine!”

He watched her in the distance, his mind clouded over in confusion. How could he, one of the coldest Alphas in the country, have a mate?The thought of having to take care of someone for the rest of his life haunted him. He always thought he was meant to run the most powerful pack that had no weaknesses; once his wolf becomes attached to hers, nothing can tear them apart. It is known to be the cause of the deaths of many great Alphas, and yet here he stood, unable to tear his eyes away from her.Her soft, shimmering lips stood out to him from across the clearing, occasionally being grazed by her soft, silky golden hair. Her delicate fingers brushed a strand from over her crystal blue eyes as they continued to gaze over the leather-covered book resting in the center of her lap.A soft breeze flowed over her bare shoulders, sending her scent right in his direction. A shiver traveled up his spine as his eyes rolled back into his head. A low growl erupted from his chest, wondering why she was all alone in an empty clearing. She seemed like a prize he had yet to win. (Complete

Warning: Rated 18+ "You have me..." Once he dried my eyes, I noticed that his hand was no longer as chilly as it had been earlier in the interaction. He moved his mouth closer to mine and spoke in a low whisper, saying, "You only have me, and there's no way for you to run away from me since I am everywhere..." “You kissed me, you imprinted me as your vampire mate,” he added as he smirked.  My eyes widened when I touched my lips, and I felt his slow approach, asking, "You want me to kiss you, right?" I could feel him moving closer and closer. "You wanted it so desperately..." he groaned, then his eyes lingered on my lips, and in the flash of an eye, He was already laying claim to my lips; I gasped in response to his gently nibbling on them. I could taste blood on my lips, but he licked it up and withdrew away from me before I could react. "Fuck!" he muttered under his breath. "Catalina, what have you done to me? Why do I want to devour you so badly?"

In the crimson glow of a forbidden moon, Elara Voss locks eyes with Kael Blackthorn, the most ruthless Alpha the packs have ever feared and the world stops. One glance, one heartbeat, and the mate bond slams into her like a storm: primal, inescapable, terrifying. He claims her instantly, brutally, as his bride, his to possess, his to break, his to keep forever. But Kael isn't offering love; he's demanding submission. A dark pact seals their union: her bloodline for his power, her body for his control, her soul for the survival of his warring pack. Elara knows monsters hide behind those silver eyes, the same eyes that once destroyed everything she held dear. Yet every possessive growl, every punishing touch, every stolen moment in the shadows awakens something savage inside her, something that craves the beast who swore to ruin her. As ancient enemies circle and betrayal bleeds through the pack, the line between obsession and destruction blurs. He’ll burn the world to keep her. She’ll fight to the death to escape him. In a bond forged by fate and sealed in blood, can love born at first sight survive the darkness... or will it devour them both?

“Kneel on the broken pieces." He commanded, eyes blazing with fire and anger as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. My only crime is being human. Being human and daring to mate with the Lycan king in my continent. Now, I’m not just pushed into a world that I never knew existed up until last night, I have now become his slave. A slave that he hated with every breath in him. Would my Lycan King ever forgive and accept that I’m human and nothing more? Or would I be dead before I get a chance for freedom?

The dark matter had come to claim her soul. "Don't go. Do as he says," grandmother said. Suzanne blinked and looked into her grandmother's face. "Grandmama?” Grandmother's eyes were no longer glazed, and she had spoken with such clarity when usually, her speech was slurred. At that very moment, Suzanne had no doubt that her grandmother’s mind was crystal clear. Grandmother held onto Suzanne's hand and gently pried open her palm, revealing the black mark. Grandmother's eyes narrowed as she traced her bony finger on Suzanne's palm before staring back at Suzanne. "This," she pointed at Suzanne's palm, "This is the mark of the beast.”