Rod Rage

When towns start to be annihilated by vampires, there is one vampire future Alpha that is not going to let them get away with the world domination that they are so intent on gaining. This female future Alpha will stop at nothing to stop the vampires from destroying the human race and her own kind. With finding love and finding the courage to be a badass warrior leader, she doesn't realize what she bargained for when she decided to rage war against the vampire race. Or how hard it would be to take them down.

Agustin DeLuca looked at the photos infront of him, rage burning through his veins, as he watched his wife in someone else's arms.~~~~He was one of the most renowned businessman of the country, know for his ruthlessnes and arrogance. He prided himself for being good at reading people like an open book, he thought nothing goes unseen from his scrutinizing eyes, yet the irony, he couldn't see the truth of his own wife when innocence was written all over her face, vulnerability swirling in her doe eyes, silently begging for him to believe her.He lost everything that mattered to him two years back, because he chose to trust the wrong person, but now that he knows the truth, there is nothing he won't do to get her back, nothing.'Get ready Onika DeLuca , I am coming,' he said to himself, determination shining in his orbs, holding a dark promise.~~~~"I promise you, the face I remember before dying will be yours, the last thing I will wish to see will be you, whether it is today, tomorrow or fifty years from now.It will always be you, Onika".-Agustin DeLuca.

War. War is all we know. War for peace, war to take, war to protect. War for resources. It is impossible to avoid war because your neighbors won’t. If you are perceived as weak, you will be targeted. Your land and wealth stolen, your people killed, sons enslaved and daughters raped. To survive in this world, more important than oxygen; is strength and a cold heart. The only source of strength are mana veins. He who owns mana veins has the right to live and the right to rule. He who owns mana veins better have the strength to keep it or long life is but a pipe dream. Xasha hated war. War had taken everything from him and gave nothing in return. He hated that all wars were over petty things like pride and pocket change. He always looked to the vast wilderness with longing. He wondered why all the warmongers hadn’t turned their spears there. Where vast lands and untapped wealth were. Once he became a father. Xasha, the naïve, knowledge-loving merchant, decided he did not want his child growing up in the same world he did. He decided to change the world, end all war and unite the abandoned region. How will he do it? By starting a war, a war that will end all wars. Not a war with his neighbors over pride or a few mana veins. No. He will rage against the wilderness and the world beyond.

Valerie Ravenwood has led an inferior life for the past 4 years, being a useless hybrid — wolfless and a namesake mage. Desperate to prove her worth as a mage, she runs away from home after being denied to join the Medeis Challenge, an annual competition held exclusively for mages, and judged by dragons. She follows her elder sister, who has been chosen to take part but loses her way and stumbles, literally, into the territory of the last Dragon King, Clyde Basilisk. Clyde Basilisk has sworn off finding his mate after he witnessed his brother's destruction— physical, mental and emotional, and the betrayal he himself faced when the woman he loved deserted him as well after their lives took an ugly turn. However, when the youngest daughter of the Alpha King steps into his territory, he clambers with his emotions as his heart and mind rage into an internal war. [Book 3 in Mage's Mate series, can be read as a stand-alone or as a part of the series]

Matthew Moore, a young ruthless business tycoon of a powerful empire, the Prince Monarch. His words were iron fists, none in the business world would dare challenge. At day, his strong domineering aura exuded in the world of loyal followers and attractive women. Yes, attractive women! He was not a player but he was cursed. Coz at night, this ruthless gorgeous billionaire would shift into the most terrifying beast --- the strongest werewolf in their pack. Riona Grey, a she-wolf with enchanting beauty. A daughter of a rogue and a rejected she-wolf. They live in the shadows because of their identity and the only way to get accepted was to produce an heir for the current alpha king, Victor Moore, Matthew's own brother. On the night of their mating, Riona, who was against the arranged marriage, escaped for her freedom. She ran through the misty forest, stone-deaf of the growling of the Alpha king's loyal followers. Till she accidentally tripped into a root of a thousand-year-old tree and fell into a bottomless pit. ...where Mathew was having s*x with a model. Out of rage, he dragged the dumbstruck young lady. "Punish this stvpid servant who barged in my room!" he roared at his bodyguards in his mansion. "Let me go. I'm not your servant, Mister!" she yelled at him instead. "Kill her!" he ordered, nonchalantly. As Matthew glanced at Riona before his bodyguards took her away, he felt something stir inside him. His wolf also felt a sudden urge to kill the men who put their hands on Riona. There was something about Riona. Matthew was confused. Why did he suddenly want to hold her? Little did he know, Riona will play a big role in his life. To cure the curse or to fortify it, that is the question.

I died on the day I was supposed to marry Ryan Wolfe. When I didn’t show up on time, he angrily married his childhood sweetheart, Lorelei Floyd, instead, and publicly announced, “Alexis Harding cheated before our wedding and called it off herself!” The rumors crushed my mother, and she died from a heart attack right then and there. But Ryan seemed to have forgotten that he, in a fit of rage to defend Lorelei, slashed my arm and locked me in a basement for ten whole days. I begged him and pleaded for mercy, but all I got was his cold reply. “You’ll stay here for a while, so you can fully understand the pain you caused Lorelei. And maybe, just maybe, it’ll rid you of your wicked thoughts.” When he found my corpse, ravaged by maggots, he lost his mind.

It was a kiss I initiated out of anger. When I came into the club hoping to meet Benson’s daughter and have a one nightstand with her, I figured the little bitch fooled me by disguising her friend, Dawn, as her. Out of anger I kissed Dawn, hoping to quell my anger but no…it didn’t stop there. I began wanting to feel not just her lips again but own her. To possess her. I can’t help it. I can’t stop myself from wanting to possess her. To claim her as mine. So I do what my heart yearns. I stalk her. I bought her heart. I bought her soul. And…at the process she bought mine. But…everything I felt for her. Everything I felt for Dawn changed in one night. In one night I figured a huge secret about her. She’s the girl I swore to kill if I ever set eyes on, if I mistakenly see her walking on earth, alive. Should I revenge against her? To kill her just like I vowed to do or spare her life, especially when she has my seed growing inside her belly? ** When rage, hatred and love collides which one will dominate?

“I’m s-sorry,” Katiya moaned, her body vibrating due to the intensity of the vibrator he was using on her. “You seem to like being punished, Katiya,” he groaned, using his cock to tease her red, moist and slippery pussy, not removing the vibrator from her clit. “Alex please,” Katiya's begs came as a satisfying moan to his ears, as she struggled against the rod she was cuffed to. “Tell me, love. You want my cock?” “Hmm,” she whimpered, silently praying for him to put it in already. “As you wish, baby girl,” he groaned, thrusting his full length and girth in, very very slowly, making her realize this was not for her pleasure but her punishment for not carrying out his orders. “Such a beautiful, sexy, tight, sweet, wet, disobedient little girl…” ******** Katiya's life is turned upside down when her father falls into a coma, and her wicked step-family throws her and her father away. Desperate to save her father's life and somehow live a better life, she enters into a contractual friends-with-benefits relationship with the guy who deflowered and gave her, her first orgasm, Alexander Brown. However, things take a turn when she breaks his first most important rule. Alexander believes she did it on purpose and ends everything with her hereby chasing her away from his side and country. That's not all, when he decides to take her back, things get worse when he realizes she's connected to an event in his past, an event that haunts him to date. Will she be able to live happily with her lover or will the past push them further away?

Rodrigo was lost for words, staring at her naked body, the only piece of cloth on her body, was the nude-colored lace G-string covering her pretty pussy. Rodrigo ran his hands through his hair, biting his lower lip, staring at the gorgeous woman standing in front of him. He was pulled by his thoughts by Reyna’s sweet, melodious voice. “Rod, I meant what I said. I want you to make love to me. You've been my first in everything, my first kiss…”, she slowly touched her lips, “my first orgasm…”, she ran her finger along her panties. “I want you to be my first… I want to lose my virginity to you, tonight…” she trailed off, she lowered her head feeling shy and unsure. Reyna Vasquez comes back to America after five years of being overseas. She comes back wanting a fresh start. Hoping to put behind her the nightmares of the last few years. Those years she wants to erase from her memory. She lost everything five years ago including the love of her life Rodrigo Rayes. Find out what happens when Reyna is forced to work for Rodrigo. Will the nightmares about her life overseas come to light? Will the secret of who she really is be exposed? Find out if Reyna manages to find her Prince Charming, if there is a happy ending waiting for her at the end of the story....

My husband's first love had been trapped in a car for an hour. After they pulled her out, his rage shifted onto me. “It’s your fault she got hurt,” he spat, his eyes blazing as he grabbed me. Before I could make sense of what was happening, he forced me into a wooden box, slamming the lid down with a deafening crack. “You’re going to feel every ounce of the pain she went through,” he hissed, nailing it shut. I pounded on the walls, my screams tearing through the air. “Please, I didn’t do anything! Let me out!” My throat burned with the effort, my fists aching, but nothing stopped him. “Stay in there until you’ve figured out how to act like a decent human being,” he said, his voice cold, dripping with contempt. Hours passed. My body twisted unnaturally in the tight space, bones throbbing as blood smeared the wood beneath me. I whispered into the dark, the pain unbearable. "Please… just let me out…" But he didn’t care. A week later, he returned, his laughter echoing with hers as they entered the house, carefree from their trip. He finally opened the box. But by then, I was already gone. The woman he locked away was no longer breathing, no longer pleading. Just a cold, silent corpse.