Siege On Dragonbane Keep

R-18 (contains mature content) Verena Layton: He is an irresistible good-looking vampire, a newcomer to our university. So I thought. Well, he actually is a human, as stated by the world. Whatever he is, he is a hundred percent my type. However, he got a damn cocky attitude that really puts me off. I try to keep myself away from him after he knocked the image of harsh reality into my head. But why do I feel such a strong pull toward him? I feel like a moth flying into the fire. This fire might change my life and everything Lorcan Judson: I despise humans - creatures with no morals. Yet, she is one of them: An annoyingly clingy, vampire-enthusiastic human. Astonishingly, her presence shakes me to the core tempting me to abandon my important mission and go after her. I try to keep my distance, but I am so pulled toward her. Her scent entices me to the verge of losing my sanity. I find myself questioning what my next move should be - chase after her or focus on my mission. It makes me wonder if she is truly a human or maybe one of us.

In the crimson glow of a forbidden moon, Elara Voss locks eyes with Kael Blackthorn, the most ruthless Alpha the packs have ever feared and the world stops. One glance, one heartbeat, and the mate bond slams into her like a storm: primal, inescapable, terrifying. He claims her instantly, brutally, as his bride, his to possess, his to break, his to keep forever. But Kael isn't offering love; he's demanding submission. A dark pact seals their union: her bloodline for his power, her body for his control, her soul for the survival of his warring pack. Elara knows monsters hide behind those silver eyes, the same eyes that once destroyed everything she held dear. Yet every possessive growl, every punishing touch, every stolen moment in the shadows awakens something savage inside her, something that craves the beast who swore to ruin her. As ancient enemies circle and betrayal bleeds through the pack, the line between obsession and destruction blurs. He’ll burn the world to keep her. She’ll fight to the death to escape him. In a bond forged by fate and sealed in blood, can love born at first sight survive the darkness... or will it devour them both?

There are many ways one can describe Raine. Powerful, confident, sexy... She does well to keep her business life and her night life separate, though she is a lioness in both.She knows what she wants, when she wants it; whether its money or sex. If she can take it, she will. It's the hunt she enjoys, and the hunt may be her downfall when those two worlds start to collide.

She was his stepdaughter by law… but his temptation by fate. A contract marriage_ A stepfather who should be off limits. But when the sparks fly between them, pretending isn’t enough. She’s drawn to him in ways she can’t explain, and he’s trying hard to resist. But desire is a powerful thing—especially when tied to a past they never knew they shared. Can they keep their hands to themselves, or will their forbidden temptation destroy everything?

Willow is a pack Princess loved and well protected by her family and friends. When Willow was born, a Celtic prophecy was read by witches that puts her at the heart of the power struggle between the shifter and craft community. A power hungry Alpha and Warlock look to control her. Will her fated mate be able to keep her safe? Perhaps Willow is the one born to protect others. Can she tell the difference between friend or foe..love and hatred…destiny and choice.

All Norah wanted was to finish nursing school and keep her head down. She didn’t expect Ivan Thomas—the boy with the broken past and the fire in his eyes. He was her first protector, her first heartbreak… and the man she never forgot. Years later, their paths cross again. He’s powerful now, and still impossibly drawn to her. But love between them comes with scars, second chances, and a fight for forever.

Morana has lost everything; her mom, her pack and security. She is left to suffer at her uncle's hand as his punching bag and his guard's whore. Getting tired of being defiled and bruised she escapes with the help of her wolf only to stumble on dangerous grounds where she is further used and left to die. She saved by a mate who is set on killing her and tries to keep the secret to herself..

Lily Torrealba married Rogue Harrison because of his dying grandfather's request. Unable to break her promise to her grandfather's best friend, she endured Rogue's unjust treatment. She agreed to keep their marriage hidden but Rogue started making her life miserable. When Lily got tired of the situation, will she be able to break her promise to a dead person or she'll forever suffer in his arms?

I'm one of the rare Omega healers in our pack. My soul essence can fix pretty much anything. Alpha Damian promised me: "Give me your soul essence to keep Isolde's soul steady, and I'll mark you. You'll be my mate, my one and only Luna." However, he drained my soul essence for three solid years, all for Isolde, his childhood sweetheart who pretend to have this soul-fading sickness. Until I got pregnant. And the pack's High Priestess told me my soul flame was about to go out. To save my baby, I secretly cut off the essence supply. Damian found it out. He slammed me against a rock wall. "How dare you to pregnant?! Your soul essence is for Isolde! That’s the only reason you’re even here!" When Isolde found out I was carrying the Alpha's pup, her "sickness" got way worse. She even faked falling into an icy river, making it look like her soul was about to shatter. Damian even dragged my ten-year-old brother, Liam, to the Moon Goddess altar, trying to suck out what little soul essence he had. Just because Liam's soul essence was like mine, but purer. And when I wanted to get rid of the baby to save myself, he locked me in a deep cave in the wolf keep, ordered the High Priestess: "Keep her soul stable. Cut the puppy out. I want her to watch everything she cares about turn to dust." My soul stone was smashed to pieces. When I woke up again, I was back on the day the High Priestess told me I had a pup in my belly. This time, I touched my flat stomach and whispered, " I want to abort this child." " This time, I won't let Damien bully me anymore."

One organization; five merciless women. Behind their innocent faces hide their true identities. They can kill without feeling guilty. Mercy? It has never been in their vocabulary. There's only one rule to keep you alive; OBEY & NEVER BETRAY. You have been warned. Welcome to Atrómitos Orgánosí ! I am Quennie Rose Rado, also known as BOMBER. "Tick. Tack. Tick. Tack. Time's up, darling."