Vampire's Seduction

She is a loner, and she likes it that way. She lives by one sole rule: No attention, no boys, no drama, no troubles. And it works for her just fine -until he comes, that is. Jonathan is a new student, a hot new student, and he knows it. Add to that the fact that he's a werewolf, all strong and possessive male, and he is damn proud about it. To her utter and complete despair, he takes interest in her...

Sierra Ryans has a rough past but has worked very hard to over come it. She has been a cop with the Klamath Police Department for quite a few years now with her partner and best friend Mack Stone. She is currently investigating a sadistic serial killer dubbed The God of Torture, who just so happens to have his sights set on he head strong Detective. Xavier Collans has been watching over Sierra for almost her entire life. He knew a secret of hers the she didn't even know. He figured that it was already going to be hard to protect her as she is a Detective but now with the added threat from The God of Torture, he would have to enlist the help of an old friend. His feelings for Sierra were making it harder for him to be her guardian and he knew that it was only a matter of time before he would succumb to them. He just hoped it would be clear headed in time to save her life!

“I want blood,” Rowan said, and suddenly his fingers pierced deep into my chest. The feeling of pain was almost non-existent but I could feel life slipping away from me. Blood gurgled in my mouth and it flowed from the corner of my mouth. “Why Rowan?” I asked, but the answer to the question became even more obvious to me. My face was poise, graceful even at the face of death. “Why did you do this? Why did you betray me?” I asked him, my hands reaching up to cup his face and he leaned into my hand, snuggling his face. Then affectionately, like he hadn't just betrayed me, he leaned down to kiss my lips. “I love you, my queen, but I'm tired of your benevolent rule, tired of drinking that disgusting artificial blood. I want a killing spree, I want suck my fangs into human's warm blood vessels! Slave them!” Rowan said, his face suddenly tainted with anger, one that also left as quickly as it came. “I'm surprised you think you would succeed,” I said, trying to laugh but it only made the blood flow faster. I was getting drained of blood really quickly. “You won't succeed,” I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

A while ago, my buddy Aaron Miller took me to a camping site, and that’s when I truly learned what camping was all about. I also discovered why so many men become obsessed with camping and can’t get enough of it. Inside each tent, there were stunning women, each one more beautiful than the last. There were the intellectual and graceful ones, the mature and seductive ones, the petite and delicate ones, and the quirky, fun ones—there was no type you couldn’t find there.

Carina Swan is a self-taught painter with a lively personality, but all changes when she meets the man she believes can alter her life for the better, but she is mistaken. This man will be the one capable of inducing nightmares in her. However, she uncovers a past that can serve as a warning to her mind not to fall in love with this guy. In the past, she lost her memories and suffered brain damage, and this guy she despises is actually her husband. However, how can this happen? Read the novel what happen next!

The best kind of sex is with your boyfriend's older brother. Why? It just tastes better. ~ Mia Dawson never intended to cheat, it sort of just happened. Truly, it did. Now she has to live with it. Only she's unlucky and it's not just a one-night stand. It was her boyfriend's older brother. A mistake staring right in her face. With piercing hazel eyes. The kind she never wants to look away from. It's impossible to forget it either because the night wasn't terrible. It was good. Arguably the best she's ever had. Mia may be fucked up for enjoying it, even more so for wanting another taste, but she's not going to cave. But for how long can she hold back? Especially if it was all on purpose. He knew exactly who she was. It begs the question, Why would Logan knowingly seduce his brother's girlfriend? And how far is he prepared to take it when he's smitten and hardly wants to let go.

Forced to flee from their home, King Taius and Akara are fighting to survive while rebels strive to hunt them down. But not just any rebel - a Hunter. Marek. With her past lover haunting her, Akara battles new feelings for the King and the reality that a lot of people want her dead. Together, Akara and Tai fight to get the throne back, but not without revealing many dark pasts, and hidden motives that change everything. But who will Akara choose? The mysterious hunter who she can't escape, or the powerful King with his own dark secrets? *Book Two in the King's Possession series - Read Book One (King's Possession) before proceeding with this novel!*

"Marry me," Frederick demanded suddenly. Shawty's eyes widened and she stepped away from him in shock. "Have you gone mad?!" "Mad?" He repeated, stepping towards her until he was millimeters away. Until she could feel his breath on her face. "Yes. Perhaps I've gone mad. It's all your fault." "Frederick-" "Why are you so surprised?" he asked, his eyes blazing with a fire she knew very well. "You seduced me. What did you expect Shawty?" **** Shawty had one final task as an assassin before she could retire from her sordid profession - to eliminate Mr. Fredrick Taylor, a notorious billionaire. However, complications arose when the handsome target proved to be too irresistible for her. Despite her conflicting emotions, Shawty accepted the mission, but as she got to know Mr. Taylor, she found herself falling in love with him. Will Shawty be able to complete her mission and retire as planned, or will her feelings for Mr. Taylor get in the way? Will she choose to be the killer or the bride? will she choose duty or her heart? Will she take the shot and end Fredrick's life? or will she risk it all for a chance at love? when desire and passion collide, will Shawty be able to resist the temptation of love? Follow Shawty's journey as she navigates the dangerous world of espionage and learns that sometimes the heart can be the most lethal weapon of all. Wanna find out the answers to your questions? You must surely not miss this. FB Page: Unusual Write Author Page IG : Unusualwrite

All I want is Power. The authority to exact vengeance on those who have mistreated my family and me. They took the lives of my loved ones, and I will take revenge on them in a manner far more severe than merely ending their own lives. - "How incredibly breathtaking. You are beautiful...Anna." I check myself in the mirror. Scrutinizing my face starting from my forehead and working my way down to the base of my neck. I do this while keeping my chin up and my head held high. I can't help but feel content as I observe how everything that has been snatched away from me has resulted in something very different from what it was before. I smiled triumphantly, but tears of bitterness and hatred began to fall down my face. They took everything from me. This will be the final chapter of the years I spent living in anguish...and the beginning of my perfect seduction.

Hi lovely Readers, here's the author. Thank you for reading to the end of this book, and a new book is about to start. Enough spoilers, read on to know what happens. Don't forget to leave your comments. XoXo. "I need to come," I tell her. "Please... yes..." "Come with me..." I drop her to her back and lower myself back in position. My belly presses to hers, and her pretty little nipples feel so sweet against my chest. "I can't..." she whispers. "I'm so... fluttery..." "You can," I tell her. "I promise you, you can." I pause. "And you will. Again, Ashley. Come for me again." I rub, back and forth, my dick pinned between my stomach and her pussy, grinding hard, taking so much fucking care not to spear that tight little cunt and fill her up with my cum. "I'm gonna come all over your sweet little pussy, Ashley." "Yes..." she whispers. "Oh God, please... please, Mr. Mancini..." "Don't call me that," I growl, and I'm on the edge, right on the fucking edge. "What shall I call you?" she asks, and I hear it in her voice, I hear she's thinking it, too. It's in the little tremor, the sweet little hint of lust. My breath is erratic, my cock pulsing as my balls tighten, ready to fucking blow. And I say it. I just fucking say it. "Call me Daddy," I growl. "You can call me Daddy."