Midas Touch Artinya

"You’re mine, Adaira. When this night is over, and when your voice is hoarse from screaming my name, I won’t have to remind you who you belong to.” ~ After getting rejected by her chosen mate at 18, Adaira is devastated and she flees her pack in tears. It took her an entire year to pick up all her pieces, and Raed is the one who comforted and repaired her, the one who made her believe in happiness again. They were planning to get mated when a half wolf, half demon hybrid abomination destroyed her pack, killed Raed and marked her forcefully. Fate played a cruel trick on her when the truth was revealed and this murderer is her true mate. After all these things, he still expects her to bend to his will. But even with her body craving his touch, she has only one thing in mind for him… revenge. ~ WARNING: This book is rated 18+ and therefore contains sexually explicit content. It is also a dark romance so there are some themes that may be triggering and is therefore not for the faint of heart. Gavrael is not a prince charming neither is he a gentleman. P.S; please don't forget to drop a comment as you read, thanks.

"Master, it is done!" At exactly twilight, an unfortunate lifeless head rolled on the floor, completely detached from the body. "Good ! Have the express mail package delivered before midnight today." "BOOM!" the gun went off. Mila came rushing in with only a towel wrapped around her body. "What the fuck happened?" She asked the petrified Brant who sat on the bed with his legs wrapped up and his head cringed upwards. He did not reply her. She followed the line of his eyes and that was when she saw it, a perforation in her roof. The sunlight was literally shining directly on them. She looked back at Brantley in confusion, well, he looked more confused than she was. "What…?" She opened her mouth to interrogate him but decided against it. Instead, she climbed beside him and carefully took the weapon from his hand. He did not protest. "This is not a toy." She said, taking off the bullets and partially dismantling the gun. Just in case his itchy hands decided to touch the pistol again. **** Being the lone survivor of a fire accident that claimed her entire family, Mila Rivers is back to get the company that once belonged to her father. But she's got one problem... Brantley White, the new CEO,  son to the man behind her family's death and her childhood friend-turn-rival. She needs to get him out of her way at all costs, but she can't deny the fact that he's hot and she keeps on finding herself in his bed. He does not hide his desire for her, no matter how high a wall she builds between them. Would she be able to resist her Rival's desire to get her revenge or would she fall for him instead?

“Don’t touch my MATE!” He growled at Wilson angrily as he took off his coat and walked towards me to wrap it around me. “I’M NOT YOUR MATE!” I hissed in anger as my hands began to shake. No. NO! This must be some kind of mistake or cruel joke. “Lydia, he’s your mate,” Drusilla howled with pity in her eyes. “NO! Wilson is my mate!” I yelled angrily as I knocked the coat out of his hands and burst into tears. **** Lydia's world is thrown upside down when she awakens and her mate isn't her childhood love but a man she has never met before. The king of rogues and to cap it all, Another woman is set to marry the love of her life. Will she survive it? Join Lydia on her journey and find out now. -Rejection -Love -Seduction -Betrayal, and of course -Steamy romance in store for you. Buckle up and join Lydia for the ride.

“Touch her and you're dead.” His voice cut through the cold, lonely night. Hazel, the daughter of a traitor of Golden Dawn was accused of murdering her mate, and is seen as an outcast, bullied by her pack members for a crime she didn't commit; her world couldn't get any worse. But when the Blood Moon Ball is held for the returning Alpha, Hazel is given a second chance. She is mated to the feared and ruthless Alpha; Xavier Dyon– a man with no interest in the mating bond, but something about Hazel just makes him think otherwise.

"Just imagine all the things I can do to you now Anne. With you vulnerable, submissive, worthless, and at my every comand." He says then grabs my shoulder and whips me around. I try to keep my gaze down but his hand is on my face and he grips it hard, making me cry out in pain. Then he forces my jaw up to look at him. His cold eyes express power. Cold, heartless power. "But I won't touch you, ever. You're still a stripper, insignificant and meaningless and dirty." Marcella should have known it was a bad idea, that this was a bad idea. How did she end up working as a maid for Mr. Robinson? Why did she choose to be stuck suffering under his power? It was bad enough that she worked as a stripper for him, disguising her identity for as long as she could. But the minute she chose to leave and find something better, she ended up as his maid. And the answer remains the same… she’s doing this for her brother, and the one promise she made. Now she’s stuck working as a maid for the ruthless Mr. Robinson and as much as he takes advantage of her position, Marcella is not ready to give up. No. She will stay and remain strong with all that she has. And who knows? She might end up taming Mr Robinson.

“Let him go! He doesn’t pose a threat to any of you.” “And you think you do?” After being pushed into oppression by The Royals for decades, the witches can no longer practice magic freely. Everyone fell in line and kept their heads down, doing as they were told. But one day, a witch named Raven finds herself in quite the predicament when she fights back. She's determined to free her people from the grasp of the royals.. That's until a certain prince steps in. With his burning gaze and wicked ways, Raven finds herself craving the touch of a person she's suppose to hate.

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. . .

Mommy said you’re a horrible person.” Robin said with a tilt of his head, pulling back when Jason attempted to touch him. “I’m not.” Jason denied. “It’s all a misunderstanding.” “Well, mommy said you are and she’s always right.” Justin chipped in. “We shouldn’t even be talking to you, please stay away from us, mommy won’t be pleased by this.” Mason mumbled with a small shrug, while regarding Jason like he was some sort of evil ninja. ~~~ Betrayed by her beta boyfriend, and then her omega best friend, Cassandra is a young human whose life gets plunged into a couple of complications when she mistakenly spends a drunken night with someone whom she thinks is her boyfriend and unfortunately getting pregnant for said person, who’s none other than the big, bad alpha named Jason. That led to her fleeing the country to avoid losing her life. Three years later, Cassandra isn’t the sweet naive girl everyone once knew. She’s strong, revenge starved and engaged to a wealthy alpha. The only problem is that; she now has three children who are carbon copies of their father– who now wants them back at all cost, along with their mother.

Emma Anderson had entered Ethan Maddox life one year ago and taken her time screwing with his head. She didn’t know she had screwed him with her stubborn, taming her desire, and rejecting his claim as his mate. Emma wasn’t part of Ethan's pack, but, however, she had approached him for permission to be allowed inside Kink, She was a submissive inside, craving whatever his men could dish out, whether it be from a hand or a cane. The moment she entered Ethan's house, he had scented the need to mate, to claim, to possess. Those feelings only intensified while she had been in his company. She allowed him to touch her, but only in punishment never in intimacy.

How dare he insult me that way! In my entire twenty years of existence, nobody had ever raised his filthy hand on me before - not even my mom that is very strict. The guy didn't know what a millionaire's daughter was capable of doing. I vowed to let him know that nobody dare touch the only heiress to the Agogo family and go scot-free. I would make sure to show him what a millionaire's money could do to change his whole life into an unforgettable disaster. ~ ~ ~ Meet Khadeejah Muhammad Agogo, the beloved and only daughter of Alhaji Muhammad Agogo and the heiress of a multimillion company. A headstrong, spoiled brat, who has a strong dislike for the poor. But what happens when she crosses paths with the witty Yushraf Sufyaan Imam and develops feelings for the lower class man, who after the death of his parents was left to take care of his twin sister. Will their relationship work out? Or will hurdles be hindering it? Find out by reading this mind-blowing book