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Mae Evens, a young orphan, who is the pack slave, is awaiting her 18th birthday. The day she gets her wolf. Her parents were killed 5 years ago, from a group of Rogues. Ever since her parents died Alpha Silas has made her life hell. As she awaits her 18th birthday she's also planning her escape.

Hera, the daughter of the most strongest deity, who will run away from Mt. Olympus just to escape from being a prisoner-like in her father's hand and she'll live as a normal college student. She will fall in love with the sinner, Liam. And both are hiding deep secrets of each identity. One must to die and one must to live.

Born into the Mafia Alcina saw their brutal violence from a very young age, her beloved Papa was shot dead in front of her eyes when she was only five years old. Ricardo was also born into the Mafia, the pampered spoilt youngest son of a powerful Don a stunning beautiful little boy who is as clever as he is gorgeous. They grow up in very different environments, Alcina is taken back to her mother's family by her staid, much older than her mother's sister Lady Annabella. To be brought up as an English Lady ready to inherit her mother's title of Duchess when she is eighteen. Ricci grows up trained in his father's ways so he can take over the powerful Mafia Family instead of his two older brothers. As they grow up life throws them together and the attraction is instant but they have many battles to fight before they can be together. Can Alcina forgive Ricardo for being the son of the Monster who had forced her to watch her father die? More importantly, can Ricardo forgive himself?

Luke was a , not that he had a choice. He was kidnapped when he was twelve and sold and rented off to different men. At the age of 20, he was deemed damaged goods and left on the streets to die. Valentino Sero was a ruthless man, that is if you cross him. He runs hotels and casinos, as well as underground gun and trades. You know the gist, Italian man, involved with the mafia. One thing about him is he likes to take in broken people, help them and trap them into working in the mafia for the rest of their lives.

Deja should have died. But instead, she fell into the clutches of her enemies. Ruthless and bloody killers. Werewolves. How can she live among them? How to be saved? She can't give what they want, but she'll never be let go. They do not need a ransom, neither in gold, nor in earth, nor in magic. She is their property.

Skye Evanore Reoch isn't your normal princess. She's a soul collecting reaper that discovers she's part of a much bigger prophecy involving the elves. Will she allow fate to run its course or will love come to interfere, creating a choice she must decide upon?

She was utterly betrayed, used, and cast aside by the person who was supposed to be her mate. So, just a day before their wedding, she made a daring escape. But little did she know, her journey to freedom only led her into the clutches of another horrifying nightmare, one even more terrifying than before. How on earth did she find herself trapped in her new-mate’s possessive embrace? And to make matters worse, she was helplessly falling into a his merciless and alluring trap. What a bewildering twist of fate!

Three years ago, I drugged the mafia heir, Vincent. After that one wild night, he didn’t kill me. Instead, he fucked me until my legs went weak, gripping my waist and whispering the same word over and over: “Principessa.” Just as I was about to propose, his first love, Isabella, returned. To keep her happy, Vincent let a car hit me, had my mother’s heirlooms thrown to stray dogs, and sent me to prison… But when I was finally broken, flying to Boston to marry someone else, Vincent tore New York City apart to find me.

BOOK ONE OF THE IMMORTAL SERIES “Over a hundred people have reported you for aggravated assault, vandalism of property, several attempts at bullying, invasion of privacy, and reckless driving. Who are you?” The stupid police officer in front of me asked as he continued to read out, “Kidnapping??” “Mark I think that is enough,” Zachariah intervened. Mark closed the file that had all of my detailed crime reports as he glared at me. “And so on,” he said, placing it on the table that separated us from each other. “What do you have to say for yourself?” he asked. I sniffed into the air as I exhaled out deeply, my back relaxing less comfortably on the iron chair as I answered with not a single show of concern at all. “What can I say? They all deserved it.” I cackled as I admired my gloves, having nothing but evil thoughts as I looked at them.  ____________________________________________________________________ Cursed since birth to become the Snake Goddess and wield supernatural powers way stronger than she can imagine, Eve is on a journey to become one of the greatest the immortal realm has ever seen, and she won't be on this journey alone. But with her amulet still missing and the world slowly drowning into utter chaos because of her, time can only tell if there has been a mistake made in handing over such powers to her, as there are secrets that lie ahead of her that can either rip her apart or make her stronger.

~Did she cut her wedding gown off? What the heck! How could she turn it to that? ~ ~ What's going on with her? Why is she in sneakers? ~ ~What's she holding behind her ~ My ears listened to their whispers as I stood at the doorstep about to enter the hall. My gaze fell on my soon-to-be husband waiting for me by the alter and I chuckled remembering everything. Well, yes, I shortened my most beautiful wedding gown to a short gown that reaches above my knees and also on sneakers instead of heels, but then, this feeling is different; I've never felt this way my entire life. I'm supposed to be feeling rage boiling through my veins, anger, fury, accompanied with pains, and screams but that's not the case. Right now, I'm feeling super excited. Without delaying it any longer, I revealed the KRISS Vector gun I had been hiding behind me, and their facial expressions were joy-giving. I burst into laughter before releasing the fire on them. Wondering the kind of bride I am? I am Elora, the bride who went on a killing spree on her wedding day.