More Hands Maids

This is the second book to the Bloodstone series. It can be a stand alone, but some characters and part are linked the first book, Alpha Erik. *** When you have been prepared your whole life for a future you don’t want. Do you fight it and avoid your destiny at all costs. Do you swallow your pride and follow through with the arrangements. Imelda is destined to marry the king of the underworld. A life she has been trained for since she could speak. Her parents may rule all the realms above ground, but when she is mated to the King of all evil, all bets are off. Will she love the man she is destined to marry or will she fight him until the very end, for her freedom and the dreams of exploring all the world has to offer. Mate or not, the crown is in her hands, more warrior than princess, what will she decide.

Gael D'angelo is a mega entrepreneur from a network of accounting and law firms. A lion of numbers and a predator when he wants something. But the ambitious young billionaire wants something more than a bank account full of money. He longs to have in his hands everything that once belonged to his father, Roland D'angelo, and to achieve this, he is willing to do anything, including signing a marriage contract. Ivy Dixon is a young accounting graduate. A girl who was born with a silver spoon. However, overnight she lost everything she had. His father and her older brother, and all he had left was his sick mother and many debts to pay. Until an opportunity knocks on her door and she can't resist saying yes. * A marriage contract. * An untamed young woman. * A determined man and a signature that will change everything in these two's lives!

Every werewolf in the Blood Shadow Pack knew one thing—Nicholas Pendle, their Alpha, loved his Luna more than anything. When I complained about the summer heat, he led his warriors to conquer the Blue Lake Pack, just to build me a private summer retreat. When I longed for romance, he lit the sky with fireworks and said, "Julie, I swear to the Moon Goddess, I will never betray you for as long as I live." He planted roses for me with his own hands, then stood before the entire pack and vowed that I was the only one he would ever love. He had my name carved into every corner of the pack, and he granted me equal power—his Luna, standing beside him as his equal. But just now, from his briefcase, something slipped out. A lace dress, one that wasn’t mine.

At a dinner party, my genius painter of a husband, Henry Shepherd, used his hands, hands insured for millions, to shell crabs for his young assistant, Tamara Lee. This was all to coax her into eating a few bites when she claimed she had no appetite. Meanwhile, I drank myself into a bloody mess, trying to secure investments for him. When I asked him to hand me some antacids, he refused without even looking up. “These hands are for painting. Use your own.” For ten years, he couldn’t even be bothered to change the way he treated me. That night, as I sobered up in the cold wind, I asked my lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. "Henry, in this vast, chaotic world, our paths end here," I said inwardly

Zoe Oliver had been mistreated all her life ever since she got married to the billionaire family of the Meyers. She was used, abused, and miserable because they didn't see any good in her, and treated her worse than their maids because they felt that she was not deserving of her husband. She was crumbled and broken because she decided to love the only person she thought would give her a new life. Malcolm Meyer, her husband, couldn't care any better for his wife, and let his family do whatever they wanted to her because he didn't love her. One sudden night, he dropped a divorce paper before her eyes and told her to sign it so that she could get out of his life for good. "I do not want your alimony!" She spat at him with anger. Everyone thought she was crazy to have refused millions as alimony to compensate for her miserable life. Through the spotlight in the gathering of elites, a lady emerged and sauntered through the crowd in million of dollars worth dress, and heels. She held everyone in a collective gasp as she smiled charmingly and was introduced as the Multi-Billionaire heiress. Everyone could not believe their eyes. The Meyer family almost lost their minds. Now, she would make everyone in the Meyers pay in double and triple folds for every hell and torment they made her go through. Zoe Oliver was back to rule!

Winston Churchill said "Writing a book is an adventure..." This book will take you on an adventure of: *********Love, Lust and Deception... A tale of woe and hardship, where love and friendship can change your life in an instant. Anabella Andrews is a daddy's girl, being the daughter of wealthy business man, only having him to guide her, as her mother was out of the picture. She was cherished and treated like a true princess, however when her father marries his secretary. Things go awry, when her father dies during a regular business trip, leaving her parentless and in the hands of her evil step mother. Nothing can ever be the same. When her step sister steals the only man she has ever felt devoted to. He was her rock and now he was in the arms of a girl who hated her more than ever. Find out what happens in these events like no other.

I'm lying here, my body burning from within as the wolfsbane spreads through my veins. Meanwhile, my Alpha mate, Ryan, is giving the antidote I discovered to his childhood sweetheart, Vivian. With what little strength remains, I beg him to spare just a portion of the cure—enough to keep me alive for a few more days while I search for another remedy. Ryan doesn't even glance my way. He snarls, "I can't believe you're faking illness when Vivian is fighting for her life! Control your jealousy before I lose all respect for you!" Under his command, I'm confined to my quarters to "contemplate my sins." In the end, the wolfsbane consumes me completely. When Ryan discovers what he's done, he digs my grave with his own hands, howling with regret that comes too late.

Gwen, an omega who ran away from her pack because she was wrongly accused of starting a rumor, finds refuge in a rival pack. There, she catches the eye of the handsome Alpha Blake, which makes her old mate Derek jealous. Soon Gwen starts getting visions, but as the visions become more intense, revealing a chilling human plot aimed at harming all werewolves, whispers of a forgotten prophecy start to emerge. It speaks of a chosen one, marked by destiny, who holds the key to the survival of the werewolf race. Could Gwen be the one they've been waiting for? With the threat of war looming, Gwen finds herself navigating through suspicion, her growing feelings for Alpha Blake, and a newfound gift she never knew she possessed. Can she overcome the odds, unite the divided werewolf packs, and fulfill the prophecy before they face total annihilation at the hands of their human adversaries? Keep reading to find out.

Chiara Castelli only wanted one thing, and that was to quit her crappy job, go back to university, and get her life on track after enduring all the trouble that her father got her into. Little did she know that he had one more trick for her: he framed her as his accomplice in a crime against a notorious mafioso. Distraught and betrayed, she ended up in the hands of Alessio De Marco, who was known as the Masked Man, the cruel mafia boss. But what everyone didn't know was that it wasn't just his identity that he was hiding behind his mask. It was his past. Because in a world where werewolves are the unknown killers of humans, he's the runaway Alpha Heir. Will he still survive as a monster in the human world after he met her? Will she be the one to uncover his secrets? Will he punish her for knowing the truth, even if he finds out she is his mate?

“Can you feel that?” “Paula, this is not right,” He tries to deny the spark between us. “But it feels right, right?” “Damn, Paula,” “Please, Sergio. Don’t deny us this,” He growled, and before I know it, he grabs me on my wrists and smashes his lips on mine, me hard. I place my hands on his face, participating in the . Our tongues bump against each other, fighting for dominance. He moves his lips down to my neck and sucks on it, sending chills down my spine, and my panties are already soaking . I let out soft , grasping into his arms. He runs his tongue on my face and stops on my ear, nibbling it, and whispers: “We can’t do this, baby girl.” Argh, so disappointing! He sits back in his seat and starts the car. It is only a matter of time before he gives in – he just needs a little more time.