Hisoka Hair Down

Being bullied when she was younger by her peers because of the color of her hair, Claire haven't known any parent figure in her life as she spent her entire childhood in the orphanage with broken dreams and hidden scars. What's worse was when she escaped from the orphanage only to be caught by the most viscous rogues and she was used as their slave. Not being able to take the pain and suffering any longer, she took a bold leap of courage running away from the pack. But as fate would have it, she stumbled into the house of a mysterious man who made her belief of how the world works into jeopardy. What happens when she finally gives her trust to the man only to have her work as a servant for the cruelest Alpha? How did the Alpha react when he finds out he's mated to Claire who is not only a witch but the one to fulfill the prophesy?

...In the name of crush, love and lies...They say broken people can't fall in love, right? But what if love really lies? Fighting depression and bipolarity along with eating disorder and coupled with fighting the urge not to take her own life, can things get anymore confusing for Fay when a silly crush transpire into something else? They say obsession is sweet, but when it leads to infatuation, it tends to get more dangerous and powerful. "Can I kiss you?" He whispered, his lips hovering above hers slightly, their lips almost touching. She shook her head negatively, her lips unconsciously dying for his taste. "Alright." His breath out, untangling his fingers from her hair as he made to move his lips away from hers but she pulled his head back quickly before muttering against his small pink lips. "Kiss me." © Josephine. C. Ivy

Mina is an eighteen-year-old teenager, her life was so unfortunate that she lost her father at age 10. And her mother was experiencing a terminal illness which could cost her life if emergency surgery was not performed. Poor Mina had no choice but to accept the job offered to her by a mysterious lady. That is, having a one-night stand with a complete stranger!. "I'd do it!. Please, I need the money!". . Alexander Cassano, the famous Ruthless Mafia of Las Vegas. With dark silk hair like the night, and icy grey eyes, he was the guy that any girl would desire to be with. Fate has it that when love is bound to be, nature will be at its best. Alexander believed in no such thing as love. Love is a weakness to him. He got into a fatal accident and lost the privilege to father a child (Impotent). Six years later, Mina, a complete nobody, returns with three kids identical to the Ruthless Mafia she bumped into. Book 2: "Superstar Daddy; My Loving Hubby!".

In a universe where hybrids are killed on sight, Liora grew up under the care of foster parents in the human realm of Athletea. With Silvery blue hair that seem to sparkle at night, Liora grew up labeled as a freak and thus had no friends. On her twentieth birthday, what was supposed to be a quiet celebration with friends turn out to be a disaster that doesn't go unnoticed by the Council. She's brought before the council in Fernis where she is supposed to be executed. But the rulers – three men sworn to end any hybrid – are drawn to her in ways they cannot deny. Bound by the Shadow eclipse, a curse older than the realms themselves, Liora must navigate danger, desire, and destiny. One misstep could unleash the god sealed beneath the earth, or destroy the three men who now hold her fate in their hands. Three enemies, three impossible bonds, and one last hybrid who could either save the realms… or doom them all.

SOLD TO THE ALPHA FOR A ONE NIGHT STAND When he stepped into view, all my breath left me in one sharp gasp. His presence filled the room, an overwhelming force that took my breath away. He stood tall and confident, his black hair styled back, a few stray strands falling over his forehead, giving him a wild edge. His jaw was strong, a neatly trimmed beard only accentuating his chiseled features. He was devastatingly handsome, but it wasn’t just his looks that affected me, it was the aura around him, the power that radiated from every inch of his body. His eyes locked with mine, and an overwhelming sense of power washed over me. My heart pounded in my chest, racing like I had no control over it. This man wasn’t just anyone. There was something primal in his gaze, something dangerous and alluring. Something...otherworldly.

You know what they say? "Couples are appointed to accompany each other in Heaven" but have you ever thought about the condition where one is from Heaven, cool calm and peaceful and the other one is from hell, hot tempered and destructor. He walked towards her with his usual angry glare towards her. He looked so scary to her (Like always). She took a few steps back but he was not stopped by her action. He was now so close that she could feel his body heat. He pulled her hair from the back of her head. She hissed. "How you dared? Who is he to you? A boyfriend?" he asked in a sinister voice. "Pain? Is that pain I am seeing? You came into my life forcefully and this pain is nothing like the pain I am suffering from," he said, forcing her to look into his deep blue eyes.

“What are you doing?” My question was a breathless whisper. “Checking something.” Chase replied softly. Chase’s hand moved gently into my hair and he drew me to meet his lips. My protests died as he captured my lips in his agonisingly slow yet utterly intoxicating kiss. The possibility of what this could be filled me with hope and that scared me. “You’re my mate.” He growled lowly. Forced to reject her mate in the face of humiliation, the last thing Maya expected is to be kidnapped by the most feared Alpha of the powerful Drakor pack and even more surprisingly, the cold lycan happens to be her second chance mate. In a short span of time, Maya’s sombre life is thrown into a deadly game of deception and love as she helps her mate uncover the dark secrets of his past. Read 'HER LYCAN MATE' now to follow Maya Renshaw's captivating journey!

"Two hundred pieces of gold." I whipped my head in the direction of the voice. It was sexy and authoritative. "No. Make it three hundred pieces of gold. I want that woman." The crowd gasped. My eyes frantically looked for that person and came face to face with a man whose hair reminded me of the ashes after burning the wood. His gray eyes bore into mine. 'Mine,' my wolf uttered. "Going once. Twice. Thrice. Sold!" Master Henderson was all smiles. "The item goes to His Majesty King Elio. You will never regret it, Your Majesty." King Elio? I knew that name. The Lycan King was my mate? ------------------------------- Flora was desperate to look for Sabrina, her sister who was suddenly missing five years ago. She believed it had something to do with the Lycan King. 'Cause why not? Their cruel custom of selling or killing unmated she-wolves every five years started because of the Lycan King.

Pandora thought she would have a white picket fence and 2.5 kids with her highschool sweetheart. That was until he stood her up on their date and she caught him cheating. Newly divorced Pandora goes to Vegas and lets her hair down. A wild night with a stranger results in her waking up with a terrible hangover. Moreover, she couldn’t remember his name or what he looked like! Life after that should have been boring—apart from fighting off her ex-husband, and putting the mistress in her place. Who could have known that one night of passion would lead to unexpected and lifelong consequences. Now, Pandora needed to search for the baby of her father. But what is she to do when she is attracted to her doctor? Will she forget about the mystery man who made her laugh or will she start anew with this handsome and polite doctor? Will the demons of her past allow her a happily ever after?

The wedding had barely started when the lights went out. Then came the moans—from the giant screen behind the altar. Hailey froze. Her skin went ghost-pale. Her whole body shook. A beat later, the doors slammed open. Leading the charge? Nolan. Cold eyes, sharp suit, and bodyguards in tow. He stormed the stage. The groom tried to stop him. Big mistake. Nolan's guys dropped him in seconds. Nolan grabbed a fistful of the groom's hair and yanked his head back. "Heh. I've slept with Hailey hundreds—maybe thousands—of times. Used condoms alone could fill your house. Wanna see the HD vids?" Hailey's eyes locked on Nolan, pure hate. She'd been his kept woman for eight years. He loathed her family. He loathed her. Swore she'd never know peace. Then she disappeared—and he lost his mind.