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**Book 2 to The Moon's Descendant ** ** Mature content 18+ ** Contains graphic sex scenes, violence, death and coarse language ** ‐-------------------------------------------------------- Although Zelena survived the attack on her pack, a lot has changed in the Were world. Secrets are being kept and lies are being told. Someone close has betrayed them. With more Weres seeking out the Triple Goddess, new threats and allies are appearing from all over. Zelena grows more powerful by the day. As her powers manifest, so to do the dangers. As Zelena struggles to find her way, one Were is seeking to use the Triple Goddess to realise his own dreams and desires. Zelena is forced to make a choice, will she lead Were kind to untold heights of power, or will she keep the peace that they have always known. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The sound of a wailing child filled the air, piercing the inner corners of my ears. I couldn't move, it was like my body was concreted to the ground. Everything hurt. The intense pain burned through my veins, paralysing me. I lay helpless on the ground, dying slowly. My eyes gazing, at the retreating legs before me. I watched on powerlessly, until they were gone from my sight, vanishing between the snow-covered trees. Helplessness consumed me and I couldn't fight it any longer. The faint cries slipped away, until only the sound of the wind was left. My heavy eyelids slowly blinked closed and darkness fell over me. ----------------------------------------- Book 1 - The Moon's Descendant - Told by Zelena and Gunner. Book 2 - Mother of the Moon - Told By Zelena and Lunaya. Book 3 - Twin Moon - Told by Zelena and Whiskey.

[MATURE CONTENT 21+] I'm not sure if I'm here, at the moment, I don't know if I'm screaming or begging him to stop as the weight of his hands on my back feels more apparent. Maybe I'm just helplessly drowning in my despair with only silent tears running down my face. Nothing matters because even my mind could not wander off and protect me for long enough to silently surrender to a horrific situation. "You lied to me, You lied to me! You said you wouldn't do this if I " The words slip away as I sob and cry out in pain. "Hm..”" Alejandro lets out a breathless chuckle, "I did?"One of his hands leaves my hip, reaching down to wrap around my throat, forcing my back into an arch so I'm faced with the reflection of myself in the mirror. It is so I can watch the deranged, lustful look in his eyes as he roughly thrusts himself in and out of me while choking me against his hand at my throat.This is cruel. This is disgusting. This is shameful. But it makes Alejandro smile in pleasure, in pride, that he's able to break me and bend me into his will. "I believe I said that I was fine if you wanted to wait, " he admits. "However, I never said how long. "The reflection of myself in the mirror is someone unrecognisable; she's broken, and angry. I can see my eyes darken in misery, in hatred. The mirror also provides me with Alejandro's expression, filled with contentment and satisfaction. "I HATE YOU," I spit out with every inch of dignity that I may have left. The statement left no mark on Alejandro, instead, he thrusts into me harder, making me cry out but I didn't care, not anymore.

"You’re afraid of what you did? No, Jax. You’re afraid of how much you liked it." Ryker has always played to win. On the ice, in the locker room, even when it comes to protecting Jaxon, the best friend he’s wanted for longer than he’ll admit. But Jaxon is off-limits. Not just because he’s straight, not just because he’s Ryker’s teammate, but because he’s with Erin, Ryker’s sister. Then one night shatters everything. A mistake. A moment of weakness. A touch that should have never happened. Jaxon won’t talk about it. Won’t look at him the same way. Won’t break up with Erin. And Ryker? He should walk away. Should hate him for it. But instead, he keeps getting pulled back in, because Jaxon may be lying to himself, but his body tells a different story. Lust turns to obsession. Friendship to something jagged and raw. And as their secret spirals into something darker, Ryker realizes one thing. Some forbidden things aren’t just dangerous. They’re inevitable.

BOOK #6 - WRIGHT-PETROV SERIES After her father's death, Kamilla lost her association with her father's employer. The Petrov family. Everything else followed. People she considered friends, including her boyfriend, turned their backs on her. She was outcasted by the same people previously groveling to please her. Overnight, she becomes a nobody. An easy target for the hypocrites of society. Nonetheless, she endures. She is far stronger than anyone realizes. However, someone thought she needed protection. "Why are you doing this, Mr. Samuel Petrov? I do not need the frivolity of your world. And please do not give me that lame excuse about being my father's friend again," she shows her defiance by meeting his calm gaze with her sharp angry one. "Believe me, Kamilla, you will not want to hear my reasons." Samuel bore her with an ominous look, attempting to dismiss her. "What reasons, Mr. Petrov? Does it include watching me sleep in the middle of the night? Or your huge one down there having a hard-on whenever you see me in my flimsy nightgown?" with regained boldness, she sassed while pointing at the bump of his pants. Samuel raised a brow in response to her brazenness. "It's just the tip of the iceberg you are seeing, Kamilla. You do not want to know the rest of it," his voice turned icy cold as he gritted every word. "I'm no angel, Samuel Petrov. I can smell your desire since day one, baby" A suggestive sultry smile carves her lips. "Fuck you, Kamilla. Don't call me baby" she was no longer surprise when he swiftly pulled and pinned her on the couch. "It's dangerous" His ragged hot breath fanned her face, and a rock-hard thing was wedged between them.

Savannah Aine Samson, living her life to the fullest. Not until one day, her world turns upside-down. Most of her memories are lost due to her treatment for her condition, Intermittent Explosive Disorder. In addition, her father was murdered. If her uncle didn't tell the truth, she would never know for the rest of her life. She got enraged as fire as hell. At the age 14, she entered the world of cruelty. Many years passed, she finally attained her desire to be a secret agent. Soon after, she was given a code name: Agent Stygian which symbolizes darkness, death, and valor. Anyone who blocks her way will have one foot buried in the pit. One day, a mission was given to her team that led her to return to a city where her dark world began, the Vinson City. As she returns, there is this one guy who immediately put her patience to a test. Emerson Gray Denovan, the mysterious and cold-hearted troublemaker she's ever met. Will the memories that were erased to be restored? Or will they be buried in oblivion? How about the person who has been waiting for her for more than ten years? Tagalog

"You want me, Davina. You can deny it all you want. I will make you scream the truth." His voice, a guttural purr, slid over my skin, igniting a shameful, undeniable heat. His hot, possessive gaze consumed me, stripping me bare, making my body clench with fear and anticipation. I was trembling, aching, for a man who I should hat. The man that can destroy me. --- The anonymous call pulled Davina Wilson into a nightmare realm of carnal secrets and violence. Summoned to her estranged father's bedside, she found a brutal aftermath reeking of raw power. Malcolm's chilling dismissal and her stepmother's icy glare hinted at a depraved family darkness she'd never imagined. Then came Ezra, a formidable, unapologetically masculine force, unsettlingly aware of a past Davina had erased thirteen years ago—a past he was determined to excavate and brand as his own. Plunged into a dangerous underworld to shield her family, Davina found herself Ezra's captive. He hungered to devour her innocence, seeing a wild, unyielding lust he was determined to dominate and unleash. His possessive interest deepened into an all-consuming claim. He was the alpha predator she should flee, yet the forbidden craving was undeniable. As Davina navigated this treacherous landscape, the lines between captor and savage lover, threat and intoxicating surrender, blurred. An attraction so potent ignited, promising either her ultimate downfall or a dark, exhilarating damnation.

"Whose child is this?" His voice was cold and icy, blood shot eyes drilling holes in her watery ones. Scared, she cowered back only for her back to met the wall. A sob of pure horror left her parched throat, her hands lifting up to shield her already bruised face. "I asked," He stepped dangerously closer to her, his hot breath fanning the back of her hands. His sandalwood scent which used to calm her nerves in past, today did nothing other than heightening her fear. "Whose." His rough hands yanked her soft ones from her face, before clasping her jaw tightly, his fingers digging in her bruised skin making her wince. "Child" He whispered deadly, leaning down till his stern lips were brushing over her quivering ones. Tears after tears dripped down her cheeks. "Is in your stomach?" His already tight hold had tightened in bruising manner, making her flinch hard. Her head began to spin in fright, darkness invading her vision. Her heart pleading for some miracle. That wasn't the first question, her husband was supposed to ask her on her wedding night.

Blurb: For her to go to Scandinavia, Daphne marries a man she met on a dating app. She can only fulfill her desire by marrying the handsome, hot billionaire named BK. They married even without love for each other. For BK, his marriage with Daphne turned out well. He can still do everything he wants. He can date the woman he likes. Because that's what they agreed on, not to interfere with themselves. BK's mind and heart were confused when something heated up between them. As with BK, Daphne starts falling in love with her husband. What will he do when he finds out that Daphne has given up on their marriage? Can BK still save their marriage?

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT. Savannah Cortez met Blue Laurel at Club Hell. He was drowning himself in alcohol. Feeling crazy and thrilled, she thought he needed a help, and so she initiated their first kiss. And she realized, he's an innocent man. He doesn't even know how to kiss! But that didn't change her mind, because at some point, she felt attracted to him. "Your are shaking. Relax, baby, just follow my moves." One innocent night, they became as one. He doesn't know her name, but her face, he remembered everything, even the smallest details. After five years, they met again. Later on, he learned about her child... who turned to be his too.

Kyra is just an ordinary girl, at least that's what she thinks until she turns twenty-one years old and starts at a new college. On the first day of college, she finds herself sexually attracted to three hot brothers. While trying to deal with a lot of testosterone around her she finds out about a supernatural world that existed and she finds out about her real identity. How will she cope with all this and successfully handle having three mates especially when everyone wants a piece of her?