Hero Carnage

Alpha Zane King has nothing left to live for. After losing his mate and queen, he’s a husk of the man he once was. He only lives to raise his son so that he one day can take over the kingdom. His methods are harsh, cold, and cruel. He’ll never tolerate any weakness. Never again, will anyone in his kingdom suffer as he has… But his life gets thrown a curveball, when he accidentally stumbles upon Arella; a human female ranger who lives alone deep in the woods, overseeing the huge national forest right next to his borders. She doesn’t cower before him, she doesn’t put up with his shit and most importantly, she makes him feel things again. Things he long since thought were dead… But everything might come to a crashing end when Arella is shot by poachers. Now, Zane is faced with a difficult choice: risk changing her and turning her into a werewolf – or lose her forever…

Their are many races, all of which are unique in every way, though they all have one rule. No one is to cross-breed, the Deus will not stand for ANY half-breed to survive. But when one Dues falls in love with an elf and becomes pregnant, the rules seem too harsh. She does not want to give up her baby. Tuviel runs fast and far, going to the only place where both her and her baby will be safe. Years later, Astria is curious and wants to know her father, she knows she was a forbidden baby, that she is an abomination, half elf half Deus. But why must everyone hate her? She couldn’t control the circumstances of her birth. When everything falls apart and they must leave, who will help the Deus who broke the sacred law and a half-breed who barley knows who she is? Not suitable for under 18 years.

In 'Hope of Astria,' a mysterious sanctuary for orphaned children, Nowo and her friend Moha reach a pivotal age of 18, receiving locker keys that unlock a portal to a withered world. Guided by fairy guardians, Lane and Talaa, they embark on a journey to fulfill their destiny as defenders against the dark realm.

* "I'm a fairy, the last of my kind. I'm not all rainbow wings and fairy dust. I am chaos and mayhem. Blood and death. I am here for revenge!" My mate holds me against the floor as she looks down at me defiantly. It's so cute! She even has a wee little knife to my throat as she yells at me. I can't help but get excited about how much fun this is going to be. "Fuck, that's hot baby doll." I say seriously as my dragon starts to purr for her.* The revolution began when a strong group of shifters known as 'The council' decided that magic wielders held too much power in this world. They have hunted and killed men, women and children alike, basking in their spot at the top of the food chain. They have no idea what is waiting in the shadows, hiding under their beds and ready to slit their throats. The resistance, led by one little dangerous fairy they call 'Slayer'. She is ready to lay down her life to bring back balance to the world and nothing will stand in her way. Not even the cinnamon roll dragon, broody vampire, smitten hellhound, loyal werewolf and cocky siren who all claim that she is their soulmate, and they won't take no for an answer.

“Pose for the portrait, Anna,” her uncle said. Anna was an instrument used by her uncle for wealth. Her beauty sold, but it still couldn’t buy her freedom. Feeling nobody would ever come for her, she grew helpless—until he came in a disguise. She felt him instantly, and her innocence was claimed by him. She finds herself wanting him more every day. Who is he? What will her uncle do when he finds out? Will he be her savior… or become her worst nightmare? Find out in FUCKED BY THE FAKE PRIEST.

Ofelia Rosario - I take pride in being smart, careful, and independent. Fostering a pregnant cat was supposed to be the one soft thing in my life—until the fire. I stayed too long trying to save Spitfire, and I nearly didn’t make it out. But Zach Dayton pulled me from the flames—calm, strong, and way too charming. He’s everything I shouldn’t want. Everything that scares me. But he keeps showing up, helping, and making me laugh when I want to cry. And Spitfire? She seems convinced we belong together. Maybe love isn’t something you can logic your way around. Maybe it’s something you lean into. Zach Dayton - Falling in love isn’t supposed to feel more dangerous than running into a burning building. But then there’s Ofelia—stubborn, guarded, beautiful Ofelia. I was just doing my job when I found her trying to shield a pregnant cat from the smoke. But the second I saw her, something shifted. I’ve always believed I’m not built for love—too much loss, too many close calls. But she makes me want to try anyway. The way she looks at me, the way she fights for that cat, for herself… she doesn’t need a hero. But maybe she’ll let me be hers anyway. Book 8 in the Ravenwood Series. It can be read as a standalone. However, to learn about the characters and past events that may be referenced, you should check out the rest of the series. Book 1 - The Princes of Ravenwood (Zach's first appearance) Book 2 - Chasing Kitsune Book 3 - Expect the Unexpected Book 4 - Out of My League Book 5 - Man's Best Wingman (Ofelia's first appearance) Book 6 - Troubled Heart Book 7 - A Bark in the Park

Roseline's stomach turned and her fist clenched tightly around the handle of the big travel box beside her. She heard the clanging sound of the metallic head of Thompson's belt meeting the ground. Next, quite footsteps. Then, Thompson appeared in her view, like a ghost she didn't believe existed. He was completely bare, with his hairy chest rising and falling slowly, his cock shooting out in front like a gun ready to be fired, his balls bloated from desire, swinging from side to side as he walked closer to bed. Roseline's feet stuck to the ground and her eyes refused to blink as they looked on. "That's it, my boy. Hmm! I like what I see", the red hair gasped, rolling her eyes longingly at Thompson. As Thompson climbed unto the bed, his eyes totally locked in hers, she drew her breasts closer him, then, proceeded to rock the big pumpkins against the flushed skin of his face. "You like them?", she asked, moaning lightly. Thompson paused. Then, in a defiant move of uncontrollable desire, dug his chin into her breasts, burying his entire face in them. "Ouch", she gasped, then broke into a weak laugh, pushing his head more into her chest. "The damn bra", she spoke again, twisting uncomfortably as she threw her hands behind her to unhook the material. But Thompson caught her hands. Without words, his head still hidden in her cleavage, he slowly returned her hands to his head. Obliging to his silent command, she cackled loudly, pressing her chest even more into his face and then, with her tongue, glided across his neck and ears hungrily. Roseline froze. She wanted to scream but in that moment, she forgot how to.

When Isabella Carter thought her life had hit rock bottom, she found herself in the hands of Leonard Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire who doesn’t believe in coincidences. She was just a poor girl struggling to survive, but he saw more than that. He saw a challenge… and a desire he wasn’t willing to deny. By saving her on a rainy night, he wasn’t doing her a favor, he was setting the stage for a dangerous game. A game with no escape and no refusals. “I don’t help people for free, Isabella…” His words were both a promise and a threat. Now, she is trapped in his dark world, a world of wealth, lust, and deadly obsession. Will she be just another pawn in his hands, or will she manage to break free before he consumes her completely?

His hot breath fanned my ear and I nearly died the moment the straps of my dress fell away. Revealing a part of myself that left me vulnerable to his hungry gaze that moved over me. I pride myself on decency, to always be appropriate but the way he clenched his jaw and ran his large hands on my thighs made me go. . . to hell with decency. Reaching out, the need to touch him no longer bearable, I traced the outline of his torso through the fabric of his shirt. But even that wasn't enough as my hands moved underneath the fabric to trace the muscles there. He shifted slightly away triggering a fear in me that I had done something wrong. However, the fear diminished when he removed the fabric- granting my eyes the chance to feast on seeing more of his skin. He moved forward peppering light kisses all over my neck and torso only to latch onto my nipple tugging gently on the hard nub. I cried out at the movement of his teeth and tongue as his hands kept me close hindering any chance to reduce the contact to damn near impossible. Reducing the contact was the last thing I wanted, especially considering how far we had come. . .

The order of all the underground worlds on this earth is controlled by the Amber family, but the competition for the Amber family's heirs is very cruel, and only one of the nine qualified heirs can survive. Nathan's parents died in the internal struggle of the Amber family, while Nathan was secretly trained and reached the world's top level in business, medical skills, combat, firearms, martial arts and many other aspects. At the same time, Nathan learned special spells from the master of the hermitage, but in order to avoid being killed by other competitors, he faked his own death, married Karina Blackwood, and became a member of the Blackwood family. Became a humble husband. Just to command his subordinates where other heirs don't care, to reduce risks and protect himself, and to wait for opportunities to avenge his parents