Hunger Games Annie Cresta

Serene’s heart raced as she stood in Nicholas’s dimly lit study, the scent of leather and whiskey heavy in the air. She’d been dusting the bookshelves when he entered, his presence filling the room like a storm. Now, he stood inches away, his black suit hugging his broad shoulders, his dark mullet framing a gaze that burned with intent. “You missed a spot,” he murmured, his voice a low growl, pointing to a shelf she’d already cleaned. Her cheeks flushed as she turned, the hem of her maid uniform riding up her thighs. “I-I’ll get it, Mr. Volkov,” she stammered, reaching up, but his hand caught her wrist, firm yet gentle. “No,” he said, stepping closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Let me show you.” His fingers slid down her arm, leaving a trail of heat, before guiding her hand to the shelf. His chest pressed against her back, and she gasped at the hardness of his body, the evidence of his arousal unmistakable. “You’re trembling, little maid,” he whispered, his lips brushing her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Do I scare you… or do I excite you?” Her breath hitched as his free hand trailed up her thigh, slipping beneath the lace of her uniform. “Mr. Volkov…” she whimpered, but her protest melted into a moan as his fingers found her, teasing her through the thin fabric of her panties. “ Nicholas,” he corrected, his voice rough with desire, his touch growing bolder, circling her most sensitive spot until her knees buckled. “Say it,” he demanded, nipping her earlobe. “N-Nicholas,” she gasped, her body arching into him, surrendering to the fire he’d ignited. In that moment, the billionaire and his naive maid were bound by a hunger neither could deny.

“Why did you do it?” He demanded in a low voice, a warning, while closing in on me. The defiant look on my face crumbled a little as I hastily began to backtrack, it wasn’t long before I felt the edge of the bed behind my knees. “Fucking answer me, Kiara!” He roared, cold breath fanning the tip of my nose as he spoke. I gulped in fear, as what I had done just began to fully sink in. “I- I don’t…” A firm push against my forehead tipped me over and I fell on my back like a doll, panting wide eyed at a very furious Xavier. I scrambled backwards, or attempted to– but Xavier’s large hands clamped on my ankles, sharply jerking me downwards until my legs dangled at his sides. “Not only did you leave the house on your own– you crashed my car, set it on fire and then you went to a freaking, dangerous club…” He moved his hands off my ankles and circled my hips, grips tightening instantly, threateningly. “…and let worthless men touch what’s mine. Who told you that was acceptable?” I scoffed and rolled my eyes even though my heart was racing. “Who said I was yours? Since when did you make me yours?” “Since right now.” ————— Forced to marry Xavier Romano in order to spare her brother’s life, Kiara Francesco– sassy, rebellious and drop dead gorgeous, was determined to be no fragile and obedient wife; which surprised, spurred Xavier on and made his sinful hunger for her intensify with each passing second. Life as a very powerful mafia lord’s wife was no child’s play, seeing as it comes with a whole lot of danger. And Kiara was ready for the dangerous ride.

Regan It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons. I thought he would forgive me for what I did to the only person who was everything to him. It wasn't intentional, yet he didn't miss a chance to hurt me where it hurt the most. I knew that I was the only one to blame here. I believed it was all my fault. Then I left something that I wished I didn't have. . Lincoln The emotions and forceful resistance I had built around my heart before, now I see them breaking into several pieces. That's what I thought until it wasn't after that reality was drawn to my mind. But still, that hole in the heart one can't fix after losing the only family one ever had. I wanted to change it, to move on with my life. Those games I have played to push away people who cared for me now tire me shitless. I even felt awful about hurting that girl more when she was never at fault. I wasn't even in my right mind to see the effort she put into healing me until. . .it was too late. She left, disappeared like she never existed in my life. Her action turned me into something that no one had seen coming. Years later, I ran into her again, who saved me from becoming my worst enemy. What happened to my sister wasn't her fault, and I no longer want to punish us both for it. I am letting go of all those grudges. And I won't let anything stop me from getting what I want.

Most mystical creatures got to live pretty normal lives, but not all of them were that fortunate. Riyin's tale began when tragedy struck his home and he lost his parents in the hands of a mighty witch in a single moment. After managing to escape through a portal, Riyin was raised by the most powerful wizard known. Frya is a rare werewolf, legendarily named the Wild Beast and she learned of her real nature years after she lost all her family, save one brother, in the Great Battle, inspired by the Sisterhood. Now tinted with the mark of revenge, Riyin, alongside his best friend, Frya, embark on the quest to find the Sisterhood, a coven of the most powerful witches, the Violet Witch included, and avenging his family's death. Through fights, hunger, and many brushes with death, they finally find the Sisterhood, but they are not ready for what they meet.

Kathleen believes that being single is sufficient. She does not require a man in her life. That is what she has always believed. But one day, she meets the man who would convinced her that everything she thinks is a lie. A man who can fill her stomach with butterflies. Not only butterflies, but hunger, need, and insatiable pleasure. Their fate appears to be playing them alone. Now she was smitten by his charisma. Falling into a pit where there is no point of turning back. She's trapped and can't even escape her own feelings. Worse yet, she discovered that the man she most desired was already married. Will she be able to fight for him? Will she be able to do anything just to please her own desire? Will she be able to bear the pain? Or will she be able end up getting every bit of him, by hook or by crook.

Welcome to tales of love and passion, the adventures of city couples and the intrigues of high society and its citizens of the Lovecraft city. Being known beyond the city of the mafia, the mecca of crime and mafiosi, the den of pleasures, see that during the trips, the stories and the coexistence of people, who visit the various dens of pleasure in this city. Although for many years, there were countless gang wars and conspiracies, murders, tales of love, pleasure and passion, in which the numerous mafia clans were involved in fights for territory, crime lords in their games of passion. The rich socialites in their games of pleasure and in the midst of power struggles, it was when the entire city was involved in conspiracy and manipulation schemes, in the midst of their parties of pleasure and passion, in which you can embark on this world of fantasy and seduction, in which you will see this dark world through the authorities that were bought and manipulated, when crime grew and city developed, life of passion, amid suspenseful tales. Amid tales of pleasure, passion, when there were a series of murders, mafia families, intrigues, tales of love and seduction

Rielle's mate does more than just to reject her. He kills the last family she had, attempted to end her and take all that belonged to her. But fate has other plans… The Red-eyed Lycan Alpha, Raphael De Amato enters her life like a whirlwind. He saves her from certain death for reasons she is oblivious to. When she finds out who she truly is, Rielle's life is thrown into chaos. Discovering that all she knew about herself as been a lie, leaves her reeling and spiralling. With a war in the horizon and the mate who ruined her involved in a plot that could topple the delicate balance of her world, Rielle has to find herself amidst the rubble of what is left. The hunger for vengeance becomes her strength but it will not be enough to quell the anarchy that will ensue. The revelation that her bond with her second chance mate, Raphael could be what they need to turn the tides of the war puts Rielle in a dilemma. Can she really allow herself to love another man after everything she has been through? As tensions rise and everything she loves hangs on a thread, Rielle will have to make a choice. Drop the walls around her heart or watch her pack fall to ruin?

Kathleen believes that being single is sufficient. She does not require a man in her life. That is what she has always believed. But one day, she meets the man who would convinced her that everything she thinks is a lie. A man who can fill her stomach with butterflies. Not only butterflies, but hunger, need, and insatiable pleasure. Their fate appears to be playing them alone. Now she was smitten by his charisma. Falling into a pit where there is no point of turning back. She's trapped and can't even escape her own feelings. Worse yet, she discovered that the man she most desired was already married. Will she be able to fight for him? Will she be able to do anything just to please her own desire? Will she be able to bear the pain? Or will she be able end up getting every bit of him, by hook or by crook.

“This is wrong,” he groans, dragging me down harder onto him as he thrusts up. “I’m your mother’s husband and you’re still begging me to take you like a mate.” He grunts and pulls me closer. "Why. Did. We. Get. A. Forbidden. Bond," he growls, each word punctuated by the slam of his hips. She was born the wrong daughter. The unwanted girl with Fae blood in her veins and a broom in her hand, cleaning floors in a house that should’ve been her home. Now Aurora is a bargaining chip, chosen to seal peace between two rival packs through a bond she never wanted. But on the eve of her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. One breath. One scent. One forbidden truth that shatters every law her world is built on. Because her true mate isn’t the Alpha she’s being given to. It’s the man already married to her mother, and there is no suppressing the hunger of a bond that was never meant to exist.

Cassia’s life has been hell since the day she was born—a cursed daughter, a traitor’s spawn, and a slave to her own pack. Cast out and despised, she exists only to serve the cruel whims of those around her. And at the top of this pitiless hierarchy is Alpha Rhett, her supposed mate. Cold, calculating, and merciless, Rhett rejects her, branding her as nothing but a stain on his honor. Yet his rejection binds her to him in ways she can't escape. Rhett’s obsession with Cassia is a twisted, possessive hunger, a brutal reminder that while he may reject her, he will never let her truly go. When Cassia crosses paths with Lucian, a beta hides his cruel secrets behind a mask of kindness, she dares to hope that someone, anyone, might rescue her from Rhett’s shadow. Lucian is everything Rhett isn’t—charming, attentive, and understanding. Yet behind his smoldering gaze lies a dark intent, a loathing for Cassia that she is oblivious to. Blinded by her need for an escape, Cassia is drawn to Lucian, mistaking his carefully veiled malice for genuine love. But Rhett’s hold on her is absolute, and as his possessive jealousy flares, his twisted need to control her deepens. Cassia finds herself torn between two dangerous men—one who would destroy her in his hunger to dominate and another whose lies could lead her into ruin. Amidst a landscape of dark obsession, forbidden desires, and brutal love, Cassia must decide if she can claw her way out or fall prey to the ruthless games of those who would claim her body and soul.