Mark Thomas Nudes

“I know you want me in jail, but I want you in my bed.” Every man and woman Ángel meets disappears. Their severed finger arrives first, like a pretty little Christmas gift, wrapped in silk and presented in box filled with silent promises from his stalker. Castle, Mafia heir. Executioner. Obsessed beyond reason. He doesn’t send threats. He sends bodies. Because no one touches what belongs to him. No one tastes what he’s claimed. And if they try? They bleed for it. At sixteen, Ángel Di Cristina lost everything. His father—an FBI agent—was closing in on the Mafia when a brutal massacre left his parents dead. But that night, one masked man went rogue. He killed his own allies, marked Ángel with a scar, and disappeared. For years, Ángel hunted him. And now, he’s closer than ever. But Castle doesn’t play by rules. He never had. What he wanted, he got. He bends Ángel, fills his whole life with the thought of him. He whispers filthy things against his throat while pressing a knife to his pulse. Run? Hide? Fight? Useless. Because Castillo doesn’t just want to own Ángel. He wants to ruin him. And the worst part? Ángel is ready to let him.

Mark was everything to Alexa, and when he lost his job and mobility, she never left his side. She loved him, fought for him, and kept him from drowning in despair. Then, a powerful conglomerate gave Mark a second chance—paying for his surgery and making him rich. And just like that, he discarded the one person who had stood by him. "I'm saying we should get a divorce. I don't feel the connection anymore." Left with nothing, Alexa refused to break. She rose higher than ever, building an empire of her own. Now, Mark watches in regret, desperate to have her back. But will she ever let him in again?

"Good morning.” She greeted as she peeked on my male's cheek with so much affection. And I could feel my heart start to bleed as the male destined for me smiled down at the female and kissed her temple with his heart oozing adoration. My wolf was on her hind legs staring at the female through my eyes. She fisted her hair and knotted them in a bun and my eyes fell on the glorifying fresh mark on her neck. I return my eyes to the male standing in front of me. That is when I noticed the angry red mark on his neck. And I could feel my heart shatter into a million pieces. The moment I found out that there was another life growing inside me, I was scared, I was terrified. But the instant I knew it was his, I was on my way to find him, to reclaim him after all those years of waiting. But fate had other plans, and I suppose the Goddess loved making my life a living hell. He was supposed to choose me, he was meant to love me, he was born to be mine. He was my other half, my soul mate. But he bore another's mark…he was mated to another.  

It was finally that time of the year. One that sent shivers down the spine of every young woman above the age of twenty-one. The breeding season was upon them, and with it came the mandatory ritual that would determine their fate. Blindfolded and vulnerable, they stood in the town square, waiting to be chosen by the Alpha. Only one who bore the mark of the moon goddess would be selected to be his breeder. For years, Alpha Azriel and other Alphas went for the ceremony. Year after year, they had been disappointed, their hopes dwindling with each passing season. But then he saw her, standing there trembling with fear, and something shifted inside him. He knew from that moment on that he would stop at nothing to claim her as his. Amidst the conflicts and differences they would face, will they give into their undeniable feelings towards each other? Their love is put to a test when a mysterious stranger from Delilah's past threatens the life of their unborn baby.

Moira always considered herself a helpless romantic, and she strongly believed in faith, even when life did everything to prove her wrong. She has been waiting to find her mate for years, before deciding to be happy with her high-school sweetheart. But then he found his true mate and broke Moira's heart. Duncan is nothing like the prince charming, girls usually dream of. There is a reason why people call him the Bloody O'Sullivan, and he is totally fine with it. But one night he meets a woman he never believed existed. His mate. Moira is determined to see the man behind the fearful rumors, but Duncan might not be willing to let her in. Will she be able to break down his walls and uncover his secrets? Can she live with the truth? But before she can find the answers, a threat comes, and she has to fight alongside her mate to protect the pack and her new family. ~ “You didn't let me mark you back,” I said quietly. “No,” he answered simply, not looking at me. “You know, from your behavior right from the start, I thought you wanted me. I still feel like you do. But you rejected me,” I let my disappointment be evident in my voice. “I did not, and I will never reject you,” he looked at me, his eyes dead serious. “I marked you as mine. You belong to me,” he cupped my face into his hands. “But you don't want to belong to me,” I whispered and suddenly felt like crying.

“If you want to eat me, then please do it quickly.” My heart thudded really swift and heavy, the sound reached my eardrums. The moment that little girl, my mate, showed me her neck for me to "eat her", I found myself getting out of control, especially Cadis who resided within me. Subconsciously, I closed my mouth to her neck as I couldn't help smelling her neck. The fragrant scent of her reached into my heart. My urge to eat her became stronger. But not literally. I wanted to eat her right on the bed and made love with her right this instant. I knew that Cadis felt the same way. “Hurry, and put your mark on her. Make sure she becomes yours right this instant!” Cadis roared, which was to my expectation as well. I opened my mouth, ready to make her mine...

The Alpha King’s hand was raised, ready to give the command. “Please!” I begged. “Please don’t do this! Take me instead! Please, take me instead!” He didn’t seem to hear me. The executioner lifted his broadsword. Scarlet blood flooded the surrounding earth immediately. I roared and screamed, a horrible sound echoing through the air. Cole, with cruel indifference, stepped down from the throne and smirked. “Did you enjoy what you saw, Eva?” he asked. “Did you enjoy seeing their heads roll? Witnessing what happens to filthy traitors?” “You’re a f**king monster,” I growled, “F**k you! I hate you!!! You’d rot-” He interrupted my curses, cupping my face as he laughed maliciously. “Even though you hate me, you belong to me now,” he murmured, his voice both sensual and cruel. “You bear my Mark, Eva. There’s be no escaping. No matter how far you run, I’ll always find you. I’ll always take you.” He pressed his fingers against the side of my neck, the sensation of the bond mark strong and undeniable. Horror and disgust overwhelmed me. He was right. I was his. I was caged. _____________ As Lord Beta’s daughter, Evelyn had led a happy life—until everything fell apart two years ago. After King Theodore’s sudden death, the princes began competing for the throne, and wars erupted. Her family had backed the wrong prince. Her fiancé – the crown prince – fell and perished in the final battle. Her soon-to-be brother-in-law ascended as the Alpha King. And it turned out that the new King sought not only her repentance and redemption, but her flesh, and her soul.

To celebrate our daughter's eighteenth birthday, my husband, James Miller, decided to go nude cycling. I told him he was too old for that and would embarrass himself, but he looked at me with disdain and said, "Liliana, your life is so boring. You refuse to embrace new things." Then he brought the dog belonging to his first love, Sophia Lewis, and placed it before me. It was then I realized it was Sophia who had organized the nude cycling event. I felt my anger boiling beneath the surface as our son, Thomas, took the leash and handed it to me. "Dad, you can go have fun with Sophia. Mom will take care of the dog," Thomas said. But when the dog lunged at me later, Thomas protected it. Meanwhile, my daughter, Alice, fought to shield me. In the end, both Alice and I were bitten to death. James didn't even take us to the hospital. Instead, he dragged our bodies straight to the crematorium. Just before I turned into a wisp of smoke, I saw Alice rolling in the flames. During that time, James and Thomas were comforting Sophia. At that moment, I felt a deep rage—rage at myself for being so naive and for causing my daughter's death. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day when my son handed me the leash. This time, I was determined to make them all pay.

Portia Laurent becomes a part of an organization that’s determined to find a werewolf species for a DNA experiment. Their mission has driven her to search for any living werewolf before the full moon rises and before they can attack humans. Portia has spent her life researching about her werewolf fascination, making it easier for her to discern one. But her knowledge hasn’t helped her in their mission, not until one day, she finds out about the luna. Her friend, Valerie, has told her about a significant mark on her back that reveals her fate. Baffled, Portia tries to suppress her skepticism for she thinks that it may just be a coincidence. As much as she tries to shake off the fact that Valerie may be the mate of alpha, the truth has unfolded in front of her when she meets Giofré. *The full synopsis will be in the first part*

An accident right from when Mark Scott was in his mother's womb granted him Electric powers. His mother died from the electrocution accident and he was born prematurely. Placed in an incubator for two months, he survived. Mark's dad discovered his son had electric powers when the former was still young. A narrow escape from the American government led them to hide and settle in an African Country, Nigeria ( His late mom's country). He concealed his powers until he reached the age Seventeen, where he had to use it in a life and death situation, which almost exposed his identity. But seems he will have to use his powers again, when Nigeria and the rest of Africa is endangered by a foreign threat.