Veins In Neck Visible

She was chosen to give the Alpha King an heir. She gave him everything. Then they killed her. But fate brought her back and this time she was marked by the moon, with just one thing flowing through her veins - revenge. Now, she’s not just an Omega. She’s his true mate. And she’s about to make the entire kingdom bleed for what they did.

He shouldn’t have imagined her lying naked on his bed. She shouldn’t have imagined his devilishly handsome face between her legs. But it was too late. Kiara began noticing Ethan's washboard abs when he hopped out of the pool, dripping wet after swim practice. Ethan began gazing at Kiara’s golden skin in a bikini as a grown woman instead of the girl next door he grew up with. That kiss should have never happened. It was just one moment in a lifetime of moments, but they both felt its power. They knew the thrumming in their veins and desperation in their bodies might give them all they ever wanted or ruin everything if they followed it. Kiara and Ethan knew they should have never kissed. But it's too late to take that choice back, so they have a new one to make. Fall for each other and risk their friendship or try to forget one little kiss that might change everything. PREVIEW: “If you don’t want to kiss me then... let’s swim.” “Yeah, sure.” “Naked.” “What?” “I always wanted to try skinny dipping. And I really want to get out of these clothes.” “What if someone catches you... me, both?” “We will be in the pool, Ethan. And no one can see us from the living room.” I smirked when I said, “Unless you want to watch me while I swim, you can stay here.” His eyes darkened, and he looked away, probably thinking the same when I noticed red blush creeping up his neck and making his ears and cheeks flush. Cute. “Come on, Ethan. Don’t be a chicken...” “Fine.” His voice was rough when he said, “Remove that sweater first.”

I, Persephone, reject you Mason...- being interrupted by a strong... Being a hybrid is the most dangerous thing there can be, many want to kill you for the simple fact that they can't control you, some see it as a bad thing, I see it as an improvement, having the blood of two different species running through my veins makes it difficult to control. And no one controls me. Not even him...

“You don’t know the pit you’ve dug yourself in, Ms. Elena Lubov. Can you honestly tell me that if I slit your neck right now, you can still love me?” Michael asked as the knife on Elena’s neck began to cut slowly and draw a bit of blood. Their gazes never wavered. “I’ll cut my throat on your behalf, Michael, if it would make you believe in every word that I say” she said without fear, “I have nothing to lose.” she whispered. When the most powerful mafia boss finds out his past never existed, how can he keep his madness from destroying the future he created? When power and money is useless, what can the words of the dead do for those left behind? “You don’t know the pit you’ve dug yourself in, Ms. Elena Lubov. Can you honestly tell me that if I slit your neck right now, you can still love me?” Michael asked as the knife on Elena’s neck began to cut slowly and draw a bit of blood. Their gazes never wavered. “I’ll cut my throat on your behalf, Michael, if it would make you believe in every word that I say” she said without fear, “I have nothing to lose.” she whispered. When the most powerful mafia boss finds out his past never existed, how can he keep his madness from destroying the future he created? When power and money is useless, what can the words of the dead do for those left behind?

King Alpha Greyson takes Princess Faelyn's first kiss. But after he leaves, Greyson is nowhere to be found. And what was that thing about being mates? Fae ventures off across the land of Amaratha in search of this handsome, mysterious stranger. Will they finally meet again? "You're so feisty. I love it." His hot breath tickled my neck and I squeezed my eyes shut. My neck was so sensitive, yet here he was making me all hot and bothered. I hated him! Greyson took a deep breath and inhaled. "I can smell your arousal, princess. You better get it under control or we will have to take this somewhere else.

When Avelina Salazar's father, the Alpha of the Crimson Hounds pack, is brutally murdered before her eyes by her own uncles, whom she never heard of to this date, Avelina is thrown into a twisted game of power, secrets, and fate. Trapped under the sinister rules of her father's killers, Matteo Augustus and Dante Romano, Avelina Salazar discovers that she is destined to be their mate, forever branded with the dark shadow of their clan's tradition. But Avelina is not one to accept her fate without a fight. As she unravels the mysteries behind her mother's death, the clan's secrets, and the true intentions of the Alphas, Avelina is forced to confront the brutal truth of her family's history and rethink her choices, what her eyes see and what her brain believes, especially when her pure blood makes the enemies chase her and danger lurks around every corner. ***** "You seem to have forgotten the rules, Avelina," Dante's voice reverberated in the dark as he stood behind me, his lips brushing against my neck, "Perhaps it's time we refresh your memory." A surge of vulnerability coursed through my veins, but I refused to succumb. My breath trembled, my palms perspired, yet with defiance in my eyes, I spat, "I don't give a fuck about your so-called rules." "Then start giving a fuck, Princess," Matteo hissed, gripping my jaw tightly and bringing his face dangerously close to mine, our lips inches apart, "Or else, you'll face the consequences." They repulsed me, yet a forbidden desire remained. "I'm not afraid." A wicked smirk adorned Dante's lips, while a sinister chuckle escaped Matteo's mouth, "Let's take you to the torture cell then. Your untouched body will make for a beautiful plaything." I drew in a quiet breath-The torture cell was no good news.

Mystère. Lutte. Trahison. Trois mots qui rythment le quotidien d’Evalina. Tandis que sa sœur est toujours portée disparue, que l’Optimiste s’est vue brutalement mutilée à jamais et que la Démone devient de plus en plus imprévisible, de nouveaux ennemis sortent de l’ombre.Quel est leur but ? Pourquoi leur chef semble-t-il si intéressé par la Gémone ?Entre secret et embûches, les Surnaturels vont devoir apprendre à rester soudés pour avoir une chance de sauver Réturis. Seulement le combat sera rude et le temps leur est compté.

Ares hold tightened around my neck just enough to make me let out a moan "You're mine, mine to use, mine to control and mine to ruin" he said as he breathed down my neck while thrusting into me. I didn't mind being ruined anymore as long as it was him doing it. ------- Aliana only wanted to save her mother, but one choice pulls her into a world of power, shadows, and dangerous people . A man feared by many offers her protection, yet with every secret revealed and every bond formed, the line between safety and destruction blurs. In a world built on betrayal and obsession, she learns that some alliances don’t just change your life, they cost you everything.

Fear enveloped me as I watched the one person who was my friend being choked to death. “No one touches what’s mine,” He growled possessively. My heart thumped as I stared at the scene which was unfolding before me. I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality. I need to do something. “Aymeric Please” I pleaded with him, trying to take off his hand from Finn’s Neck “I told you little Kitten, I don’t like to share,” He growled tightening his grip on Finn’s neck I tilted my head, tears filling my eyes. This was my fault. I was about to cost a man his life because I didn’t leave that night.

“Well, hello, darling. I do believe you lost,” Timothy murmured in my ear. I closed my eyes, wanting to just disappear into the ground. He licked my neck and I shuddered. “I won. Do you know what that means?” I nodded. “You are in charge,” I whispered. He gently bit my neck as he began to tug my shorts and underwear down. He moved between my legs and began to rub my pussy as he kissed my neck again. “My, my ,my. What do we have here? Nice and ready for me.” “Timothy, please.” He moved again and the next thing I knew he was rubbing his cock where his fingers had been seconds before. “Yes, princess?” “I’m a virgin.” He laughed in my ear. “Oh, I know. I promise to be gentle.” *** Natasha is an 18-year-old young woman who just graduated from high school. She has to figure out how to navigate through life with a war raging around her in which she is the driving force behind the conflict. Will this pending war change her world for the better? Can she find a way to keep those she loves safe, or will she have to choose to sacrifice someone for the greater good?