Orpheus And Eurydice Characters

Beau Oaklee, is unusual for a Skinwalker, though she does follow most traditions of her people, she refuses to eat the hearts of those who possess a human soul, well except for that one guy whose heart she ate, he was a Skinwalker that deserved it. And of those she ate before she made her oath. Killian Castellani, Alpha King and half Weretiger and Vampire. There are 5 words to describe him. Cold-hearted, mate-less, fierce, loyal, devilishly handsome. Okay make that six, Beau calls him a lumberjack.

28-year-old, billionaire hotel owner Grant Cerulean is the city's most eligible bachelor. He is handsome and charismatic but the problem his wife recently cheated on their marriage with a business rival and he is hurting from the betrayal while trying to push his divorce through the court. Enter Angela Gray, 20 years old, beautiful, curvy, kind, tattooed, and covered in piercings. Unfortunately, she can only see her flaws and after a traumatic childhood she has sworn off men entirely. Her only loves in her life are her job, her boss and her two work colleagues Anya, and Jack, who is gay. A chance meeting in the rain triggers a series of meetings that culminate in, these two making a connection with one another. He offers her protection and security and she becomes his lady, accompanying him to business events where his ex-wife is also in attendance trying to hurt his image by flaunting her relationship with his rival. But Grant has a hidden side to him that rarely shows itself and he fears will push Angela away from him if she should ever see it. Follow them as estranged family members, psychotic exes, jealous harpies, and twisted criminals will put both Angela and Grant through the ultimate test of determination and resolve.

Normal is overrated; that’s what my mom always said. My mom didn’t know the half of it. For 23 years, I thought my biggest problem was being an adopted child of a single mom in a tiny house, then I burst into flames. My first thought was mental breakdown, but that didn’t explain the fact that real flames were put out by real firefighters, so I fled to the city. The plan had been to check myself into a mental hospital, but I’d been too afraid, so I looked for a temporary job while I worked up the courage. My first interview is where things really went off the deep end. I found myself submerged in a world of monsters, and I was one of them. By my 24th birthday, I would supposedly be set into my immortality, with supernatural powers and all. With not one, but two handsome immortals watching out for me, hatred and hostility still lurked around every corner.

The thrilling game is called, The Mafia and Citizens. The goal of the game is for The Citizens to identify the Mafia by talking it out, accusing, and observing who is acting suspiciously. Somehow, the ruling was changed by someone named Crimson, who began to kill everyone throughout the game. Anyone who refuses to participate in the game will perish, and anyone who loses the game should prepare for their own death. A fascinating game quickly devolves into a murderous spree. Crimson like this kind of vengeance. Crimson knows everyone, knows your deep secrets. Crimson doesn't give any conditions. And Crimson is your biggest nightmare.

The world deemed Akira a waste, not by default, but due to his own actions or lack of. He lacked the enthusiasm and desire to be anything. His family were all geniuses in their respective fields, but he spent the entire eighteen years of his life eating, drinking, and having fun. Despite all these, he loved his family and therefore it was an instinctive reaction to save his father from what could have been a fatal collision. He was supposed to be dead, but… Out of nowhere, a system appeared and thus began his journey of world-hopping to save the cannon fodder villains. In every story, there were always a few individuals whose purpose was to act as stepping stones for the love of the protagonists. Their suffering is there to act as the foil for their happiness. As a result, Akira must remove their protagonist's halo and teach these protagonist scums to value the life of others.

Okay, take a deep breathe and down the memory lane we go. As far as I’m told, I just woke up from a terrible accident that occur months ago that I have no idea- as a matter of fact, I don’t have any recollection of my life before waking up. There are three things that I’m certain: first is that the ‘accident’ has something to do with flight. I know what I saw. It was a giant pair of wings. Secondly, a guy whose face I can’t seem to recall but for some reason is all I can think about. And lastly, I know these two things intersect with one another and the for the reason why and how? I’m not sure. And as I begin to collect the broken fragments of him in my memory, I also begin to collect my missing pieces. Whether its for the better or the worse is what I'm about to find out. Okay, let’s do this again, shall we? Take a deep breathe and down the memory lang we go.

Matilda is conflicted with love and betrayal, as a difficult part of her past life is being revealed most unexpectedly. Will Matilda's affection for Jaden prevent her from avenging her parent's deaths? Or will she make use of the opportunity and lose her beloved lover?

This is a sexy and dark retelling of Beauty and the Beast where the beauty is a shy and sweet twenty-one year old girl and the beast is a twisted, psychotic, arrogant and cunning vampire. ****"C-can you p-please be gentle?" She meekly stuttered out between tears and hiccups. Her gaze still attached to the ceiling. Seconds passed. She could feel her cheeks heat up even after uttering that small request. What it implied. She'd never had sex before. She hadn't even seen a naked male before, in her entire life. She didn't know what to expect. But she definitely knew that it was going to hurt. The girls from her high-school had warned her of that. That it was going to hurt really bad at first. And that it wasn't actually that pleasant either. She startled at the sudden sound of his masculine chuckle. Her head instinctually turned to look at him before she could even try and stop herself. She watched him turn to lie on his side, his elbow digging into the soft pillow as he held his head in his hand. A sly smirk displaying on his beautifully-carved features. "And why would I do that?" He rose one brow. She immediately felt her cheeks burn even hotter. "B-because I asked you nicely," she bit her lip. Her hands were still tightly holding onto that duvet, keeping it at chin level. His gaze momentarily dropped to her mouth, taking notice of that small action. "A-and because I'm scared. I haven't done this before. Any of this," she truthfully admitted after a moment, her gaze lowering as she couldn't help but feel so embarrassed. About all of it. What she'd just told him, their current position. All of it. "You mean the sucking or the fucking part?"***

A stranger became my husband when the man I loved chose another on our wedding day. None of us had a choice but to carry on with this marriage if we were going to survive.

It had been ten years since Julliane was cast out by the very people she once called family. Her own mother and stepbrother had driven her away from Magnolia Manor-the grand estate owned by the Dankworth family. Now, after a decade of silence, Lance Dankworth, the eldest son of the man her mother had married, stood at her door. He came bearing grim news, her mother had been in a tragic accident. An event serious enough to require Julliane's return to the manor she had long left behind. Julliane couldn't forget how Lance used to see her. He'd branded her a troublemaker, a slut, even when she was just a girl. To him, she had brought nothing but shame and pain to his family. And yet, here he was, asking her to come back with him. She knew he despised her. So why, after all these years, was he suddenly asking her to stay-and worse, to marry him?