Grey Eyes

“You’re mine, rogue but I haven’ chosen you.” He sniffed my neck and the closeness with my second chance mate made my body shiver both with fear and pleasure. “I haven’t chosen this fate either, Alpha.” I dared to match his steel grey eyes which only reflected coldness in their depth. Her heart clenched when she saw hatred and disgust in her second mate’s heart for her. Celeste, the banished Luna had a pretty rough life since she was mated with the selfish, ruthless Alpha until she was rejected and banished from the pack. Humiliated, heartbroken and homeless, Celeste didn’t intend to find her second chance mate in the most infamous Alpha of the Frost Pack, Darius Lockwood.  

He was one to go unnoticed by those around him for his head was always hidden behind the thick warm material of the black and grey hoodie. She was outspoken and not afraid of anything or she thought, her once fearless exterior came crumbling down in a heap of shuddered tears when she witnesses her best friend being murdered. Calder Evens liked to hid in the shadows keeping himself hidden from his enemies prying eyes, but one night he makes a life changing mistake and finds himself coming face to face with the one thing he feared most. Falling in love. Left with no other option but to take the extremely attractive young witness with him and for ever turning his life and empire upside down.

Keyara (Key) and her four friends celebrated her acceptance to work at the most famous game design company at that time. To liven up the mood, Key joined in the game of Truth or Dare and accepted the challenge to randomly kiss a stranger that night. Grey, a handsome and mature man, felt down after fighting with his girlfriend. He was unsure about marrying her because of their differences. While pondering over his drink, a stranger woman surprised him with a hot kiss. As it turned out, they both met again at the office as bosses and subordinates. For Key, the kiss became a bad start in her workplace. And for Grey, the kiss marked the beginning of his punishment game towards Key. Will the relationship that started with a kiss end up sweet or sour, considering that Grey already has a girlfriend?

“Kiss me,” Dante said. His undertone burned with desire as much as his hooded grey eyes. “I will not.” Sophia chuckled, trailing a finger against his hard-clothed chest, biting on her lower lips and relishing in the frustration his expression held. Dante growled, staring down at her. “You little tease.”He grunted enclosing his palm around her jaw and smashing her gently against the wall. “Oh…...” Sophia gasped. Her breath hitched and her walls tingled as she stared into Dante's eyes. Gosh! He was the hottest man on earth. Deep lustful grey eyes that pleased to let him kiss her, heavy breath that showed how much he yearned for her. Her inner churned and she moved her fingertip against his cheeks, watching the rise and fall of his chest. “Kiss me.” She whispered with eyes that granted approval and soaking wet cunt, that burned with the desire to be touched by him. Dante’s cock jerked in gratification. Without further words he cupped the base of her neck, smashing his lips against hers and kissing her hungrily like she was his first taste of wine. If Sophia had the world, she would give it to Dante, but she had just her pure beautiful heart—the total opposite of the man Dante is. The ruler of the underground world, the one whose presence commanded silence, found himself wrapped in the web that her fragile little heart had created for him. He would lay the world for her, and if she desired, then the world would cease to exist. Something that started as mare lust has whirled into powerful love, breaking the resolve that Dante spent his entire existence building. She was everything he desired, only that she was the standing ovation to the victory he spent his existence working for.

They say fire is cleansing, a transformative type of destruction. After a forest fire, nature heals and grows stronger. It's forever changed but not destroyed. Fire is painful but beautiful, something that is warm but left unattended can be devastating. In the flames I was broken, destroyed, but in the ashes I was restored. Left floating in the grey, the smoke that led me through a divine transformation. Now I'm left adrift, the dark my only guide in the smoke, the blue of the sky, of his eyes, the only guide in the light. Forever torn and pulled between the two, unsure who I can trust and terrified to make the wrong choice. Not just my life hangs in the balance, but the lives and well being of all of humanity. It just might be too much for these wings to bare.

“You’re my first everything, Lacey.” Jonathan’s piercing grey eyes seemed to hold Lacey captive. “My first kiss…The first woman to ever make me feel this way…I love you.” A public divorce from her husband leaves Lacey Thalmes with nothing. When her friends convince her to go to a party to forget her worries, she ends up sharing a steamy kiss with CEO Jonathan Taley. Except Lacey doesn’t find out his identity until two years later, and their re-meeting is not exactly rosy. Cold-hearted Jonathan Taley cares about two things only: his company and his younger brother. That is, until Lacey shows up in his life.

Love and serious relationship wasn't part of a twenty two years old Tanya Margarette Morales' plan in life. Study, graduate college, and work in their company, iyon lang plano niya. Kaya nang dumating sa buhay niya si Sixto Achilles Altamirano, a twenty seven years old best friend of her cousin - Alfred James Morales, her dark grey world became red and became dark grey again when shit happens unexpectedly.

The Falcon Ridge Series Book 6 Her Choice To Make This book runs parallel and in the background of the year between book 4 and book 5. Set in Falcon Ridge and the Old Growth Forest. Grey Andrews: I’m a catch, right? I’m easy on the eyes. I’m fun and love life. I wasn’t looking for my fated, but when I found her I was so stunned by her, I could barely think. I thought, this will be the best mate story, finding my fated during a pack war. I can brag like all these other guys do about their mates. But then she does something I never expected. She ran away. Leaving me with an unfulfilled mate bond. I’m a ticking time bomb. I have to find her soon before I literally go insane and die. Mia Masters: I was just fulfilling my duties to my Alpha when the fighter stood in front of me. I didn’t know what he wanted or why I was feeling the way did. So I ran away. I can’t bring Grey into my world. I’m an obligation to the Alpha and if he ever found Grey, he’d kill him. I want Grey safe in my dreams where I can feel him while outside my mind is being broken and tortured for the Alphas amusement. I know Grey could possibly save me from my nightmare, but I’m doing this for my pack. The pack comes first before my happiness.

Laila is just one of the many Omegas of the Grey Marsh pack, a werewolf pack widely renowned for their savage brutality. A brutality that - for some members at least - isn't only aimed at outsiders. But as fierce as Grey Marsh are among werewolves, even they tread carefully when it comes to the Lycans that inhabit the mountains to their west. They, too, are feared and avoided by others of their kind, and a werewolf is no match for the raw, brutal power of a Lycan. Or are they? She's about to find out..

“You fucking carry my name now, Bella. You're Mrs Bella Enzo Barine. You no more belong to Marino's.”, Enzo roared. “I'm not a piece of land or some property that you own, Enzo. I'm a human and I breathe. I'm married to you, not sold.” Bella spoke with tears in her eyes as the grip on her arm was getting harder which might leave a bruise later. I will not be dictated by a mandate to marry someone like Enzo De Luca, the sole heir of the Barone Clan. Despite his reputation for ruthlessness and his animosity towards the Marino’s, I refuse to be coerced into a marriage with a man I haven't seen in years. His grey eyes may have been my first love and my first heartbreak, but I will not allow him to break me. As the daughter of his greatest enemy, I am confident that I will not be bent to his will. The real question is not whether love can emerge from violence and hatred, but whether I will allow myself to be controlled in a perpetual struggle.