Seven Rings Of Hell

Ayda is accustomed to being surrounded by creatures non-human. But now, she is in charge of protecting a particularly cocky and controlling wolf. The job is nothing new to her, but by the end of the day, she's ready to give up. Ayda finds herself being bossed by a wolf, rejecting an angel, and falling for a vampire. Throw the King of Hell in the mix and a sex crazed demon, and you can only imagine the trials and tribulations she will have to go through just to see the end of it.

I licked her earlobe and whispered, "You're a good girl, Amelia. Let me corrupt you." She began moaning and said, "Please, please," over and over under her breath. I wanted her so badly, but I wanted to enjoy this moment even more. "I'm going to make you come, baby. I'm going to make you come so hard that you lose control of your body. When I'm done with you, you'll be a villain, too," I whispered in her ear. Adrian Chase was the King of DC and the most feared lawyer in the country. Laws bent for him, as simple as that. Amelia Hartley's quest for justice made her the target of one of the largest and most corrupt pharmaceutical companies. Their paths collide, and a dangerous attraction draws them into a web of desire and deception. They both seek justice, but Adrian is willing to break hell for it. Will Amelia burn it with him, or will she become one more pawn in Adrian's quest for revenge? Empire of Deception is created by Amelie Bergen, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

PLEASE COMMENT AND RATE THE STORY. . . King's p.o.v "Do you take king as your loving wedded husband, in sickness and in heal...... "No I don't" Isabel answered coldly cutting the priests question short. Everyone murmured as my heart beat wildly in fear. "Isabel" I whispered. She faced me seriously then sighed. "I'm sorry king, I just can't marry you, I'm not in love with you" she answered loudly as people gasped. "But my love, you said that you loved me" I said pleadingly. "I lied okay!, I'm in love with someone else!" she screamed as I felt my heart ache in pain. "If there is something I did wrong, please do forgive me, if it's more money you want I can give you, you can have my black card and everything" I begged then lifted my trembling hands and held her's in mine. "That's it!, no how much money I get or how much jewelry you give me, I just can't stay, you are so fucking rich that your wealth will never end easily, thanks for loving me blindly, because of you, I'm now very rich with your money" She answered.

Another day without him. Another city without him. I miss him so much... sometimes I wish it was me instead. After the sudden death of her father, nineteen-year-old Jessica Mia Jones moves to a quiet new town with her cold-hearted stepmother; all she wants is to survive the grief and stay out of trouble. But this town hides secrets—dangerous ones. First, Mia finds out she’s adopted. Then, she discovers her new crush isn’t entirely human. And worst of all? Neither is she. As strange abilities awaken and nightmares become reality, Mia is forced to question everything about who—and what—she really is. In a town where nothing is what it seems, can she uncover the truth before it’s too late?

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | R-18 This night. . . I made you mine. I bestowed you power, and immortality. I am now your god and you'll serve me forever, Avery Raven. *** Avery is a brave police officer, who is committed to her job. She served her city with honesty-never allowing herself to be subjugated to corrupt government officials until a powerful head of a syndicate sent men to murder her. She woke up the night after she was killed with vague memories. She thinks it's a miracle that she's alive after being hounded to death. Unbeknownst to her, she has been subjected to a curse from which she cannot escape, and she must live according to its nature, even against her will, while seeking the beast that has doomed her to such life. However, that was short-lived when bloodsucker creatures ravaged her city; flooding it with blood and littering it with dead bodies. People experienced hell as those monsters continued plundering and captivating humans until she was the only one left alive. She survived, or perhaps she did so on purpose. Because he, the darkness, had her do what their kind did that night: slaughter and suck blood.

When I was seven, my father brought home a beautiful lady who gave me a mango. That day, my mother watched me happily eating the mango while she signed her name on the divorce papers. After that, she jumped off the roof of our building. From then on, mangoes became the nightmare of my life. So on my wedding day, I told my husband, Alan Holt, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." Alan pulled me into his arms, quiet. From then on, mangoes became off-limits for him, too. On Christmas Eve of our fifth year of marriage, Alan's childhood sweetheart, Larissa Fennimore, left a mango on his desk at the office. The very same day, Alan announced he was cutting ties with Larissa and fired her from the company. That day, I truly believed he was the man I was meant to be with. Half a year later, I flew back from overseas, having just closed a partnership deal worth about 200 million dollars. At the celebration dinner, Alan handed me a drink. After I had finished half the glass, his so-called childhood sweetheart, the woman who had been kicked out of the company, stood behind me with a big grin and asked, "Does the mango juice taste good?" I stared at Alan in disbelief, and he was trying hard not to laugh. "Don't be mad. Larissa insisted I played a little joke on you. I didn't actually give you a mango; I just gave you a bottle of mango juice. But I think she's right. The fact that you don't eat mangoes is a real problem. You were really enjoying that juice just now." My face went cold. I lifted my hand and threw the rest of the mango juice in his face, then turned around and walked away. Some things are never a joke. I wouldn't kid around with mangoes or divorce.

Roan King. The uncrowned king of Barnett University. He's like a freaking celebrity around here. It's totally ridiculous. People, by which I mean grown women, actually stalk him on the internet. And around campus. Apparently he's god's gift to both football and the ladies (I'm using that term loosely). All he has to do is smile and girls just fall right onto their backs before spreading their legs nice and wide. I've heard that he's already plowed his way through half the female population here at Barnett. I'm sure he'll work his way through the second half before he gets drafted to the NFL later this year. Yeah... I don't plan to be one of them. The guy is nothing more than a conceited player. You know the type—a steroid infused meathead jock coasting through college on his football prowess. Ugh. I have three words for you—avoid, avoid, avoid. Need I say more? I don't think so. I've had the sad misfortune of running into him on campus. Literally. As in—I literally slammed into him before spilling my iced coffee drink all over that wide rippling chest of his (did I just say that?). What I learned from the experience is that Roan King is one hell of a cocky son of a— Ok Unfortunately for me, Operation Avoid-Roan-King isn't going so well. Everywhere I go, there he is. If he wasn't so ridiculously hot, he would be a hell of a lot easier to forget. With his dark hair, shocking turquoise colored eyes and (damn him) buff body, he's easily the most gorgeous guy I've ever laid eyes on. Crap... see what I mean? Why do I suddenly have the bad feeling that Roan King is going to lead to my utter ruin and downfall?

Just one week before my marking ceremony with Lucien, I discovered his heart already belonged to someone else. His secretary, Anika, walked out of his office with a smirk that was a little too knowing. Her blouse was askew, her usually neat hair a tangled mess, and only the faintest trace of her crimson lipstick remained. My heart seized in my chest, and my fingers went cold on the doorknob. Two years ago, she had been a timid girl fresh from the countryside. All that pretense of innocence had vanished, replaced by a brazen ambition written across her face. Her relentless eagerness around Lucien had always grated on my nerves, and I had asked him more than once. "Lucien, can't you replace her?" His smile would always fade. "Anika saved my life," he'd say. "I can't be so heartless." Now, that single triumphant smirk was all it took for me to understand. What others once envied in me had already been trampled beneath her heels. My phone vibrated. It was a new proposal from the event planner. [The marking ceremony plan is nearly perfect. Can we finalize it?] I refused to be consumed by sorrow. I wiped a tear from my cheek and made one last adjustment to the document.——Replaced the bride's name withAnika I didn't want a false love, or a fake Alpha Lucien. Let them have the marking ceremony. Let Anika stand at his side as his Luna, his chosen mate. In seven days, I would be gone with my pup.

Sam was never born a werewolf it all started the night he was attack by a mysterious man in his house Which made is life miserable and taken a new turn He was drove out of his home town into the forest where he discovered a new world and that where his main story begins His story is filled with love, adventures,power, mystery, sorrow, death and bravery The story started started with Sam but never end with him. Lucky was the last son of the great king(Sam) of the wolves territories He was rised by his adopted parents who find him mysteriously and took him far away from home. His story begins when he finished from the university, during this time he meet a panther who show him the truth about his true identity. Discovering this, he left his adopted parent to look for his real parent which he found but he was not accepted by his eldest brother. He started facing the worst after fate turn against him. His father had tried to kill the entire race of his enemy(shog) but he couldn't stop the prophecy about the rise of the devil son, opening gate of hell ,and the prophecy that says the last son the wolves king will defeat the son of the devil But how will a novice, someone who just discovered his lost self defeat the devil son(Orobas)

Flora Amor thought she had found her fairytale in Dixal Amorillo, the man who made her heart race with every whispered breath of her name. But her dreams collapsed when she discovered that her marriage was built on a cruel bet. Her world crumbled further after a tragic family secret left her with no memories of the past. Seven years later, fate brings them together again through her mischievous, brilliant child, leading Flora Amor straight into Dixal's powerful construction empire. Now a changed man, Dixal is determined to fight for the wife he once lost. With the hidden enemies, family betrayals, and long-buried truths threatening to tear them apart, Flora Amor found the courage to hold on to the healing power of love