Hawks View

“There’s something else, and I’m curious to know what it is.” His face inched closer to my neck, and he inhaled deeply. My grip on my purse tightened, my heart pounding against my chest as I fought the urge to whimper and curl into his chest. “There’s something about you that entrances me, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.” “If this is an attempt to coax me into accepting your proposal, you’re wasting your time. I will not marry you.” ~ ‘Alphas are heartless and egoistic creatures. They view us, omegas, as mere playthings for their twisted desires. You must never, under any circumstances, associate yourself with an alpha. It’s better to be dead than to cross paths with one.’ Those words were Arielle’s guiding principle in a ruthless world where Alphas dominated, Betas served, and Omegas—despite their intimate connection with the Alphas—were treated as nothing more than objects of desire. But when Alpha Raphael materializes out of thin air and offers her a substantial sum of money to be his contractual bride, Arielle is torn between holding onto her beliefs and sacrificing them to save her ailing mother. Arielle is left with no choice but to marry him, and although she is determined to harbor animosity towards her new spouse, there’s something about him that draws her in. However, when demonic creatures hellbent on destruction threaten her new life, will Arielle put her resentment towards Raphael aside and assist him? And what dark secret does her mother keep hidden that ensures the death of all her loved ones with each passing day?

“I wish that, in your next life, you would spend 16 hours a day with your true love—just being together, even if in silence.” – Kate Leslie “I hope in your next life, you’ll only be able to work for someone else—never a boss, never in control. May you feel what it’s like to be commanded, even oppressed, in your job.” – Rex Leslie “I wish that in your next life, every single one of your companions would be from the underworld—no decent people, no respectable connections at all. May you experience the pain of having to interact with the very people you despise, and may you even lower yourself to fear them and obey, trapped by your own fears and prejudice.” – Max Leslie “I hope that in your next life, you’ll be gay—and not just any gay man, but the kind who is submissive, the kind who finds himself under another man. Not just one, either—let’s make two, no, three or maybe four. I want you to experience what it feels like to be completely dominated.” – Kix Leslie ...... Noah Leslie was a self-made successful businessman who unexpectedly got a chance to reborn. However, his new life was not determined by him, but shaped by his family. At first, he had confidence in his family's view of him, but when he heard their true wishes, he was shocked and unable to accept them: to fall in love and nothing but love, never to be a boss, interact with the mafia, and love men. Faced with these unbelievable wishes he could not agree with, Noah had no chance to argue. His new identity filled him with helplessness and rejection, but with no other choice, he had to accept this strange and oppressive second life.

“I do not need you to love me.” He rebuts coldly. “I need you to marry me.” “I do not want to, Mr Bolt.” I reiterate in case the stubborn asshole hadn’t understood my view on the subject. “I believe you think you have a choice in the matter.” He smiles wolfishly. “Marry me or I’ll let those wolves have a field day with tearing your company from your hands.” “I would rather take my chances with them than you.” He smirks, stepping close enough that his sandalwood scent wraps me in a cloud I wasn’t eager to escape. “Marriage to me wouldn’t be so bad as you well know it.” He smirked running an eye up and down my body. “I’ll keep your days busy with clients and your nights very warm.” *** Maria Belluci had lived a rather peaceful life as the daughter of one of London’s elite businessmen but she had her carefully organized life torn away from her when she found her half-sister in bed with her fiancé a few weeks before their wedding. Distraught, she had a one-night stand with the famed billionaire CEO Sebastian Bolt and left before he could wake up. She decided to leave her family, who had sided with her half-sister and everything associated with them, behind to start over, but her story was far from over as this gripping tale of passion, desire, and betrayal spun her into the arms of Sebastian again. Would they overcome all odds stacked against them or would their romance shatter under the weight of adversity?

Warning ⚠️ ‼️ ⛔️ This book contains explicit graphic content, blue language and lustful desires | Can 100% make you wet, tread with caution🤤💦| Bury yourself in it at your own detriment…or pleasure🥵😋🔞 ****** Love, Obsession, Torture is about a brilliant but emotionally bruised food scientist, Robin Clay who is trying to rebuild her life after a painful betrayal by her ex fiancé. She lives with her loyal best friend Lana, who is helping Robin gain back her focus on her career and forgetting her past. Her resolve is tested when she lands an envious position at McCullen Confectionery—and meets the CEO, Jack McCullen. Jack McCullen is a magnetic, powerful, and dangerously alluring man, who awakens a desire in Robin she is unprepared for and deeply ashamed of, especially when she is of the view that, he is already committed to another woman. What initially started as a professional interaction between Robin and Jack rapidly spirals into an intense, forbidden attraction that is marked by stolen moments, strong chemistry and a constant conflict between constraint and longing. Robin struggles to maintain her integrity, her strong attraction towards Jack, and her job while Jack pursues her relentlessly, blurring her boundaries and resolve. Robin is caught between ambition and desire. However, she vows to never repeat past mistakes, lose self control or surrender to the desires Jack evokes in her—that feels both intoxicating and destructive. But will she be able to keep this promise? Love, Obsession, Torture is packed with a charged, slow burn exploration of power and the thin line between restraint and surrendering to a burning obsession.

Billionaire CEO Tyson Evans is the alpha to River View pack. The largest and wealthiest wolf pack in Wisconsin and possibly the entire United States. He is a fair alpha, leading his people to prosperity with compassion and strength. However, his life is all about work and his pack. He’s lonely and looking for his fated mate to be his Luna. Many vie for and want the position, but Tyson won’t settle for a she-wolf who isn’t the one the Goddess gifted to him. But Tyson is running out of time. He is one of the oldest Alphas without a mate and the longer he goes without her, the closer he gets to turning feral. Rose is a single mother, working multiple jobs to pay for her genius daughter, Maddie, to attend a special private school geared toward talented and brilliant children. It is incredibly expensive, and Rose struggles on a daily basis to make ends meet. But she is determined to do almost anything to make sure her daughter has a life that is better than Rose’s has been. And she’s determined to do it all on her own. Rose knows nothing about the supernatural world around her. Will she accept being the fated mate to Tyson? Will Rose, as a human, struggle to accept the mysterious and dangerous world of shifters? Can Tyson and his wolf accept that Rose already has a child? One not of his blood? How will fate end up bringing them together? Are they strong enough to weather the challenges coming their way? Or will the struggle be too much, leading Rose to reject Tyson and their bond? Read along and join in the discovery awaiting Tyson and Rose within the pages of The Alpha's Rose.

"A human!" the Alpha barked, making me jump. "I sentence her to death." "No, please..." He scowled. "She dares talk back. Feed her to the lions immediately!" "Stop!" a shaky but clear voice called when all hope seemed to be lost for me. An old man with a long beard that made him look mystical came into view and addressed the Alpha King. "You cannot kill her, my King, for that human is your mate." *** Frustrated with her family trying to push her to continue her father's legacy as a legendary werewolf hunter, Silver tries to prove to them that werewolves do not exist. A prophecy makes her family turn against her and when she discovers this, Silver runs away into the forest but is captured by the same werewolves she does not believe in. Alpha Damon is the ruthless Alpha King of the Reborn pack, the pack of all packs that banded together after being displaced for years by the humans. He shares a common hatred for humans with the other werewolves, as his mother was brutally murdered by one. What happens when they start to fall for each other, his mate, who he previously rejected? What happens when she discovers the true meaning of the prophecy and how much responsibility she has? Will their love be able to survive when he discovers her father was his mother’s murderer? Will she remain with him when she discovers his grand plan; his plan to wipe out her entire clan as revenge? Will he still go ahead with the plan now that she has captured his heart? Will she show him the true meaning of redemption?

At my engagement dinner with Greg Willis, the Rossi mafia family’s underboss, his assistant, Sydney Carlson, casually tossed a half-eaten cookie on his plate in front of everyone. Greg didn’t react. In full view of the guests, he calmly picked it up and ate it. That night, after we returned, I told him I wanted to call off the engagement. He rubbed his brow with his fingertips, his voice steady in that familiar, composed way of his, yet there was distance beneath it. “All this,” he said, “over a cookie?” “She already took a bite,” I corrected him. He fell silent for a moment before replying in a low voice, “Zoe, you’ve always been sensible. Why get hung up on something so small?” “I’m not hung up,” I said evenly. “I just don’t want to settle.” When he saw that I wouldn’t back down, something complicated flickered in his eyes. Then, his tone hardened, almost like a warning. “Think it through carefully. Don’t you regret it.” He was certain I couldn’t leave him. After all, he was a mafia underboss. There were countless people eager to take the position of Mrs. Willis, and I was nothing more than a minor employee at his company. What he didn’t know was that I had never coveted the title of his wife. All I ever had for him was love. But now, that love was gone, and once I turned away, I would never look back again.

"I know your reputation quite well, Mr. Storm. You're cold, calculating, and a merciless man. Everyone fears you. Well, everyone except me." I tilt my head, intrigued at her answer. At the defiance brimming in the depths of her hazel eyes. "You're almost correct, Ms. Han. Everyone fears me, including you, even if you say otherwise." She bit down on her bottom lips, eyes trained on mine, but her fingers were shaking. I take a step forward. Then another. And another, until I have her backed up against a wall, her head shifted to the side, giving me a good view of her spotless, delicate neck. "W-what are you doing?" "Punishing you." "You're sick." "Wait till I'm done, mio cara. I'm sure that review will change for the worst." — Twenty-two-year-old Reneigh Han has been working for the Storm Enterprises since she got out of grad school. She cherishes her position, but when fate backs her into a corner and forces her to steal from the enterprises, she tries to take the secret to the grave. Elijah Storm is as ruthless as they come. A much feared Mafia Don and leader of the Storm Mafia. No one steals from him and goes scot free. When he finds out Reneigh's secret, he's determined to give her a second chance to prove her loyalty to him. Reneigh would be his for six months. A devious arrangement, yes, but Elijah Storm always gets what he wants. And he wants Reneigh. As his.

Second chance, Betrayal, Revenge and Age Gap. 23 year old Valeria Poland is fresh out of college and optimistic about her life outside the school walls. However, the night of her graduation, the rose coloured lens she uses to view the world are destroyed when she arrives home in a drunken stupor to find her parents murdered in cold blood. Just like that, an animalistic side that she has occasionally seen but forced back appears, and she unleashes her despair and pain by letting out a loud howl. That's when she realises she's a werewolf. Her mind still reeling with varying emotions of shock, anguish and anger, Valeria is led by her wolf (Kala) to her dad's study, where she finds various documents, some stained with blood. After thorough study, she discovers the people she's been calling her parents are not her biological parents, and that her real parents- obviously werewolves- are also dead. Her quest for more knowledge about it all and her wish to get revenge for her adopted parents cause her to stalk someone that is repeatedly mentioned in most of the documents; a 31 year old man named Garrett Holmes. Garrett is depicted as a ruthless man in the documents, with a history of deception, violence and a thirst for blood. Despite all this, he is said to own a multi-million dollar company in the heart of the city, with branches worldwide. Coincidentally, Valeria's recently completed course of study is in his line of work. Valeria decides to find a job in the company and charm her way up the position ladder till she can find a way to get more information on him.

*You want me to fuck you, i know you do* PRETEND YOU MINE. "I'm not your girl, Ethan." I snapped instantly. "You were during that kiss, Brynne." Eyes flickering, he read me, and then he inhaled. I was a damp mess between my legs, and I wondered if he could smell me. "You smell so good... and fucking sexy." Sweet Jesus! His thumb rubbed over my collarbone where his hand still rested on my neck. And I did absolutely nothing to stop him. I was enjoying the view too much. I'd tousled his hair from the mauling with my hands. He still looked gorgeous and probably did even when he crawled out of bed in the mornings. Bed. Was there a bed in our immediate future? It would take next to nothing on my part to get this man into bed. I didn't have to be a genius to know he wanted sex. The real question here was did I want it? "Ethan." I pushed against the wall of steel that was his body and got nowhere. "Why are you doing this? Why are you acting this way to me?" "Don't know. I can't stay away and I'm not acting. I tried to leave you alone but I can't do it." He feathered his other hand over my hair and down until it was resting on the other side of my neck. "I don't want to stay away from you." He rubbed slow erotic circles with his thumbs meeting at the middle of my throat. "You want me too, Brynne, I know you do."