Werewolf Half Vampire

"If choosing the darkness is the way to be with you, then I will. It's either I'll face the same faith or I'll die in peace and let your shadows buried in the depth-down truth of my mind. I want to taste your deadly bloodline then if this is the last time." "Roses are Red, Violets are Blue Baby, I'm sorry? But I need to let you go."

After crashing her stepfather's car, Jo Fisher faces a five-year sentence under the strict oversight of a high-level mafia vampire guardian. **WARNING: INCLUDES DARK SCENES SOME MAY FIND DISTURBING** In this new world order, large vampire families once thought to be the mafia in the 20th and 21st centuries, now preside over all legal matters and wield global authority after making their true natures known to the world. Jo's sentence is to be served as a contracted slave at Camilla Academy, a prestigious institution established by the more refined families. Here, vampires at a young age learn to coexist with their human counterparts and maintain control. All while ensuring their human charges become compliant and dependable sources of sustenance. Jo's options are limited. She must either adopt the role of a slave/pet to a vampire master or become the more cherished ward of a Daddy (or Mommy) vampire, expected to regress into an almost adolescent state of obedience. Dane, an ancient vampire prince underboss from the original family, is drawn to Jo's vibrant spirit and tendency to push boundaries. Captivated by her fiery demeanor and stubborn temperament, he is determined to have her as his mate rather than a subordinate. Can he temper Jo's vivacious spirit just enough for them to navigate the academy's demands without extinguishing the very fire that draws him to her?

Somewhere around the middle of the night, all the lights of the house were off. His eyes colour changed to red, they dilated. His canines got longer and sharper. His fingers grew longer. "What's wrong with you, Damien?" Elsie stood rooted to the ground, unsure of whether to ran out of fear or to go to him out of worry. Sweat dripped from his forehead, the veins on his forehead bulged, he closed his eyes shut. He looked like he was trying to fight something back. " Leave" Damien muttered in between clenched teeth. He turned away from Elsie and backed her. "Are you okay?" "I said leave!!!" Damien turned back to her and yelled. Elsie trembled in horror. Damien looked like a completely different person. The features of his face had change into a horrific one. Elsie took to her heels and fled. Here is the story of the journey of Damien, a vampire and Elsie, a human.

An adalah novelis yang tidak populer, bahkan penghasilannya dari menulis sangat kecil. Tidak banyak pembaca karyanya, ia hanya bisa merenung dan melihat tulisannya penuh cinta. Dia suka komposisinya sendiri, mengejar hingga selesai. Raja vampir akhirnya hidup bahagia bersama keluarganya. Tetapi sesuatu yang aneh membawanya ke tempat yang akrab. "Apakah aku di dunia novelku sendiri? Ini luar biasa, dan lebih indah dari dunia asliku!"*Bahasa Indonesia dan Inggris ringan

In our world, fathers sell their half-breed daughters to purebred wolves. If they don’t like you, they will resell you to someone else. And the one who turns out to be the chosen one is lucky, and she will be combined with the highest marriage. And others are destined to belong to the multitude... I was not sold; I gave myself up. Now the big bad red wolf is my master, and I am in his hands. But why does his rival look at me like I’m the juiciest piece of steak? Does he want to buy me out?

Blair-Boo's life has been a sheltered one until a stranger helps decent her at school while she is being bullied.This stranger opens her eyes to the injustice she's had to live through and she's now filed by the need to change it no matter how long it takes.

Mature Theme. 18+ Kitty, Cassie and Cherry are your average teenage girls, except they are all sporting secrets of their own. Cassie is having problems at home with her stepmother, plus her father barely talks to her. Her life seems pathetic until she meets Mitch, a mysterious boy with glowing eyes. Kitty is, well she's just a sl*t who likes to sleep with any and everybody, but her life changes drastically when she starts to hook up with a dangerous man who lives alone in the woods. He refers to her as his mate and gets upset if she lets another man touch her. And Cherry — Well, she knows all her friends' secrets because Cherry is not only a hacker but the future head of the Werewolf hunters. So she has a gift for spying, lying and cheating. One day Kitty realises that every guy she sleeps with ends up dead. It gets to the point where Cherry and Cassie think that Kitty may be cursed. After her friends go off to college, Kitty is left alone. Then on a foggy night, she is walking home alone where she gets captured by a sadistic werewolf who intends to keep her for his sick desires. How long will it take for her friends to find her?

On our third wedding anniversary, I received a cake from my husband. It had the names Clarisse Burke and Antonio Carey written on it, along with Happy Third Anniversary. But I felt like I'd been plunged into ice. That wasn't my name. Clarisse was his secretary. Sure enough, I saw my cake in Clarisse Burke's latest post, labeled Iva Grant and Antonio Carey. [Three years, and someone's already treating me like his wife.] Below, there was a comment. [Delete that post! The cakes got mixed up. Don't let Iva find out.] That was when I realized he had planned every romantic surprise in pairs. Holding my phone, I laughed at his pathetic attempt to cover it up. But I was done. I started planning my exit.

"Kane stays unmoving, and I realize he’s barely breathing. I don’t think he needs oxygen to stay alive, so that’s not too surprising, but I can’t’ figure out why he is so still. His hand at my waist is so very close to my breastbone, the longing for him to slide it up only a few inches, to touch me in places no one ever has before, has a gasp leaving my lips. I have to bite down again to keep from moaning, and he hasn’t even kissed me yet." Emory I was born to be the Alpha of my pack. But now... I am here, in the castle of our greatest enemy, the Vampire King. I should hate Kane, but the more time I spend with him, the more I long for him. I am not here to be his lover, though. I am here to be his feeder. But even before his lips graze my skin the first time, I know I would give myself to him in every way imaginable if only he should ask. Kane I long to taste the wolf shifter, but not her blood, her body. But I'm already betrothed to marry another vampire, and if I call that off, I have resigned my kingdom to yet another war. There has to be a way to keep Emory as my feeder but not claim her in my bed. I just haven't figured it out yet. But I have enemies, and every moment she spends here in my home, Castle Graystone, she's in danger. I can protect her, but at what cost? Am I willing to risk everything to make her mine? Or should I put my duty to my kingdom first?

Aurora is an orphaned pup, who had everything working against her since the pack she grew up in was raided. Through a happy coincidence, she and her sister were rescued by the Beta of a kind pack: the Midnight Protectors. But they are no ordinary group of werewolves. They are highly trained with special skills that make them exceptionally dangerous to any threat: but especially to vampires. When Aurora stumbles onto a mysterious cavern housing tombs, she can't possibly understand what she's unlocked. Her new pack has many secrets she has yet to understand and the biggest one is that they are housing the male destined to be her true fated mate. Javed is a thousand year old vampire stuck in the body of a seventeen year old male. His boyish good looks are incredibly misleading, no one should mistake how deadly he in fact is. And the lengths to which he would go to have his mate. Excerpt: As I leave dinner and move to walk back inside the packhouse, the cold chill from nights ago hits me. The very thing that set that fateful night in motion. The sun has just set and the air is thick with humidity. I have gotten used to this climate which is all the more reason the cold strikes me as bizarre. My eyes move to a post that sits just in front of the door, the crest of the pack is burned into it. “The Midnight Protectors; Light in the Dark.” I had seen it many times now, but never questioned its meaning. When the cold air hits my skin again, it makes me shake uncontrollably. I force my back to stiffen. “Not again,” I whisper, as I quickly move inside and go to my room. Locking the door.