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I was dying, but honestly? Death felt like mercy.

As a vampire, I should have been immortal. But at six years old, I'd made a deal with a demon, gambling my fate on "true love"—if three times I failed to win the heart of the one I loved, the demon would claim my soul.

Just when I thought death was certain, I got pregnant. Morag, the demon, showed rare mercy, promising to wait until I gave birth.

But at eight months, my husband sneered about removing the "bastard." My brother didn't even flinch as he sliced open my belly. My parents cursed that I deserved it—all to save my sister Lycia, who'd somehow "returned from the dead."

The day they cut my child out, not one tear. Not for me.

So why, after I died, were they all on their knees at my grave, sobbing?

Ambrosia, the Vampire Queen, believed her only duty was to safeguard the hard-won peace; yet, due to her brother Xander’s descent into chaos, she finds herself once again ensnared in a vortex of destiny. Ambrosia must make one of the hardest decisions she has ever had to make before, she must hunt her brother down and get a handle on the chaos that he is so determined to create. With the help of her sister in laws and a head dive she is able to see and know that her entire life she has had forbidden magic used against her to block her memories. As her sealed memories gradually reawaken, she uncovers a history of brutal betrayal suffered in her childhood—and discovers that her true enemy is none other than her own father. She tasked herself with finding Xander and saving him, her need for vengeance grows and she makes the choice to challenge her father to the death. Rising from Queen to the ultimate Guardian, Ambrosia will exact her vengeance amidst blood and fire, undergo a rebirth to claim her true crown, and face the final battle that will determine the ultimate fate of the throne.


Whips crack against her skin, blood pooling on the cold stone floor, while her mother's pleas fade into silence, abandoning her to the monster's wrath. Xander's protective cries turn to accusations under Penny's dark spells, fracturing their sibling bond into shards of mistrust and isolation.

Three years ago, in that deadly barrier, I carved out half my progenitor heart and dragged Theron back from death's door. The wound on my back has never healed.
I thought it was a soul blood pact—bound in life and death. Then Samaela appeared, that fragile human with barely a century to live, and it all became a joke.
He believed her lies. Swallowed every word about how I'd murdered her parents in cold blood.
For that pathetic creature who couldn't even bear sunlight, my carefully groomed blood vassal sawed off my pureblooded wings, ripped out my progenitor fangs with his bare hands, and threw me into the Silver Cathedral.
Three years. Nailed to a cross with pure silver chains, I endured concentrated UV rays and holy water burning through me day and night.
Everyone waited for me to go mad, to beg, or turn to ash. I didn't.
Listening to their wedding bells toll outside, I simply watched—in the silence of my flesh charring and regenerating—as the silver light on my chains fractured inch by inch.
Then I tore out the silver spikes embedded in my rotting flesh, dragged my bleeding wreck of a body forward, and kicked open the doors to the Crimson Blood Moon Gala's hall.
Theron had forgotten one forbidden clause in the blood pact: The oathbreaker's life belongs not to the gods, but to me.

Carlos ran his hands up his torso to his neck and face, Jesus ran his hands across his face and through his hair, and Maximo just sat there, staring at me with desire. His gaze made me nervous, and on Wink I felt myself get wet. Oh God! Why was I getting horny?!
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It happened so quickly I didn’t know what was happening until I was pulled out of the room. I was pressed against the wall outside of the office and noticed it was Maximo that had pinned me against the wall.

“What is your relationship with your bodyguard?” He asked angrily.

I looked deeply into his eyes, noticing his rage. “We fuck.” I said bluntly.

He grabbed my throat cutting off my air. I grabbed his arms scratching him. “Stop!” I pleaded. “Please, stop!”

He finally let go, I fell to the floor coughing. He pulled me back up and pinned me back against the wall. “What the fuck is your problem!” I screamed in his face.

“You do not talk to me that way, mi amore.” He responded. I looked into his eyes questioningly. “You are mine, Fallon. I have decided you will not be with that bodyguard of yours anymore.” What the hell! He cannot tell me what to do.

“No!” I yelled into his face and spit.

He slammed me against the wall, pulled a handkerchief out of his breast pocket and wiped his face. “You will not fight me, mi amore, you will be mine and only mine.”

“You should be with someone comparable to your status, Ms. Martin.” Maximo said through gritted teeth. He leaned over and smelt my neck, taking my smell in. I shivered. My stomach tightened and I almost felt my pussy tighten until I pulled myself back to reality.
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I never would have thought that at 21 I would be married to the most ruthless and powerful Hernandez drug cartel leader to walk this earth. But to understand that story, we must start from the beginning.

My name is Fallon, Fallon Martin. I was born in Dallas, Texas to Mary and Teddy Martin. My parents own a successful import, export, and transportation company called Martin Enterprise. They own over 40,000 tractor trailers, 6 ports on the water, and 100 depots throughout the United States. But they didn’t start off so well, so they joined forces with the Hernandez family, who fronted my parents millions of dollars to get their company off the ground.

The Hernandez family ran the biggest drug and sex-trafficking cartel in all of Mexico. They ran the country with their money, drugs, guns, and women. But they wanted to expand and needed ties to the United States. That’s where my parents came in. They could send the drugs and women up with the tractor trailers and could be traded at the depot stations throughout the United States, and it worked, they expanded their business by 5 times and grew more powerful than anyone would ever have imagined.

But the heat on the cartel and my parents got to be too much so my parents relocated to St. Louis, Missouri, when I was 8, uprooting everything I had ever known. We moved into a mansion on the outskirts of the city, and then my next life began.

"Why? Why are you choosing me?", I asked him,
"Because every king must have a queen", he replied simply,
"But...", I began still confused as hell,
"Do not question my authority", he growled at me, "You shall be my Luna Queen and that is final", he demanded before stomping away...


Daphne Rosen is an outspoken and crazy twenty two year old. She is in fact a lycan under the Delta family. Alpha King Dwayne Edwards takes a liking towards her and makes her his queen which leaves her wondering... Why her?

●Humans are extinct.
●Children can shift freely once they can walk.
●Women are openly called bitches

Mature content

I love you more than anything on eating my love

Sarah was the only vampire in the Stormveil Pack and the one every werewolf despised, because ten years ago the Luna who had adopted her was brutally murdered by vampires in the forest.Andrew, the Alpha’s son, placed all the blame on Sarah, making her the person he hated most.
The only reason Andrew kept her around was because her blood was the only cure for Madison. But at the Mate Ball, he made a shocking discovery the mate he had long awaited turned out to be Sarah.
All Sarah ever wanted was to escape, yet she died in the dungeon, consumed by hatred. If given a second chance, she vowed to make those who hurt her pay.
When she opened her eyes again, she realized she had been reborn.

Sera thought the auction was just for formality and no one would want a blood servant like her. She was surprised when three immortal kings bid for her and she was sold to them.

They were men cursed to never feel, never speak truth, and never know silence. As the fifth Catalyst, they need her blood to break the curse.

But every feeding brings back more memories about their love, betrayal and how she died in her previous life.

When she forgives them and tries to break the curse, a ghost appears to warn her about traps and false victories.

She is confused and doesn't know who to trust again when the kindest person to her turns out to be after her downfall and the court faction plots to destroy her.

Can her love for the three kings help break the curse?
Will she be able to rise to her position as the blood goddess?
And most importantly, will she recognize the trap set for her?

Vivianne

She is a bright and accomplished surgeon, burying herself in work to avoid the pain of a tragic loss. When her life implodes and she's forced to step back and take a break, she never could have imagined where it would lead.

Trying to play a good Samaritan when she notices someone hurt, leads her to be kidnapped and forced to help an injured man with strange companions.

There are odd things she notices and eventually that leads her to realize Alaric, the man she is helping, is in fact a vampire. After vampires murdered her mother she has developed a hatred for them, and this causes friction between them.

Alaric is determined to remain aloof, but is drawn to this emotionally fragile woman who saved him.

Faced with vampire factions and a protector guild fighting the vampires, she must find her footing and discover truth from lies.

Surrounded by those she thinks she knows, or whom she thinks are strangers, can she find the truth hidden within the lies that surround her? Will her heart survive while she attempts to find her way?

Caught between two men who pull at her fragile heart, which way will she eventually go? Will she be able to heal from the past and the truly twisted tale she has found herself a part of?

Will love help her heal the vampire?

Adrik and I took over one of the couches on the plane. We hadn’t slept very much the night before, but neither one of us could fully take the blame. I think I woke him up just as many times as he woke me up.

Only now we were both nervous for me to meet Adrik’s father. He was nervous because his father could be a very gruff man and he was worried he would say something that would offend me. I was worried that his father would find some reason to not like me. We were both acting like children worrying over nothing, but neither one of us could stop.


Sephie, named for the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, she's quickly finding out how she's destined to fulfill her namesake's role. Adrik is the King of the Underworld, the boss of all bosses in the city he runs.

She was a seemingly normal girl, with a normal job until it all changed one night when he walked through the front door and her life changed abruptly. Now, she finds herself on the wrong side of powerful men, but under the protection of the most powerful among them.

Sequel of The Lycan King
Read The Lycan King first for a better understanding of this book.
'Tell me what you thought of me when you first saw me, when I bought you.' He asked with a delicious thrust.
'I -I was scared at first. And then when I saw you, I knew I'd be safe. I-I wanted to be happy. I wanted p-peace. You looked like a mysterious dark prince. But my prince. And you gave me strength in front of Emilio that day. I liked that. ' I slowly began rocking against him without his help, rubbing my clit against his hard-on, ignoring the layers between us. 'You scared me in the beginning. B-but you gave me respect. Love. Happiness. Family. Home. Peace. I wa—' A scream and then a cry laced with pain interrupted my train of thoughts. I squeezed my eyes shut and held him tighter.
'Do you know what the first though in my mind was when I saw you at the auction?' He quickly asked and I shook my head, my nose brushing against his neck.
'I wasn't sure if you were my mate. Your wolf wasn't present back then. But I really, really wanted you to be. I thought you were beautiful, Avalyn. I loved you the second I saw you.' I gasped as his words. 'I wasn't there to buy a slave. But when those bastards started bidding on you, I had the unimaginable urge to take you away from that place and save your purity and innocence.'

He pressed our hands together, mixing our blood as he spoke the words that sealed my fate. “I, Alpha Kayden Maxwell of the Blood Moon pack, reject Leah James as my mate.”

The words hit me like a punch to the chest, knocking the air from my lungs. The pain that followed was unbearable, like my soul was being torn in two. I gasped and clutched my chest as the bond between us snapped.

“I… I, Leah James, accept your rejection.”

Kayden turned away from me as if I was nothing more than a nuisance. “Now that that’s done, I have another announcement. Selena will be my mate. She has all the qualities of a future Luna.”

The crowd erupted into cheers. Their approval for Selena was loud and clear. I watched as she stepped forward. She leaned into Kayden as if to mark her territory. The sight of them together made my stomach turn.


Leah’s world shatters when her fated mate, Alpha Kayden, rejects her for another. Heartbroken, she discovers that she is not just an ordinary wolf. In fact, she is the last heir to a powerful bloodline. As dark forces rise and her hidden powers awaken, Leah must face the truth about her past and the dangerous future ahead. With a prophecy threatening to destroy everything, Leah is forced to choose between love and power. Can she and Kayden stop the coming storm or will her destiny tear them apart forever?

“Why are you hiding from me? I had to spill my drink just to see you.”
Alpha’s deep husky complaining voice startled her, when will she become so important that Alpha needed an excuse to see her? But she was unable to voice her mind due to the close proximity between them.
Alpha’s advances were out of her mind, why was he so frank with a low life like her? There was no shortage of girls for him, so what’s the fun in scaring an already nuts omega?
Alpha held her hand, rubbing it over his evenly toned muscular chest,
“Are you not anxious to meet me, my mate!”
Chloe Parker, 18 years old omega and orphan has troubled life from the beginning. Like every young girl, concept of a soulmate was the lifeline for her. So, when she found out that she is mated to an Alpha, she thought it was the end of her hardships. But fate introduced a Vampire mate for her, flipping her world upside down. Running blindly behind the comfort of love, it’s out of Chloe’s mind that destiny has bigger surprises waiting for her…

Yearning for nothing more than a safe refuge, nourishment, and stability, Chloe's humble desires lead her into a path far beyond her imagination. Unbeknownst to her, a grand destiny awaits, one that will crown her as the Queen of an entire vampire kingdom.

Join Chloe Parker on an extraordinary journey, as she transcends her enslaved past to embrace her true identity as the Vampire Queen. This enthralling narrative charts her transformation from a victim of cruelty to a ruler wielding unimaginable power. Experience the triumph of the underdog and the resilience of the human spirit as Chloe defies all odds to claim her rightful place in the supernatural realm.

Evander Nicolas Harrison, the son of Lord Xavier has now become the successor to the Demon kingdom, King of Demon. Evan, a man who is so cold that anyone is reluctant to talk to him. Evan has become a great leader beyond his father's leadership. No one could match that man's strength. Only one thing is his weakness at the moment, namely not having met his mate even though he has lived for thousands of years.

But unfortunately, Evan has no plans to find his mate, his soul mate. According to him, mate will only make him weaker.

"If I could ask the Moon Goddess, I would ask that she not have to come into my life,"he said.

Will Evan continue to live alone without a mate? So what if he suddenly meets a woman who turns out to be his life partner? Will Evan accept that woman or will she ask him to leave her life?

Ailenna Maytha and Marianne Lyon-Maytha are the betrothed sisters of Prince Nickolas of Luavyn — however, the future King can only have one Queen. The three were allowed to live freely until the age at which Nickolas would receive the crown. What their parents didn't expect is that the distance between the three would create unexpected bonds that could compromise the Real game and the interests of many important people.
When Nickolas begins his journey to prepare to take the crown, the three will have to make a difficult choice: reason or heart. How much tension can a relationship endure before bonds break? What kind of love are we looking for when we choose not only the person to say “yes”, but also the future of the entire Kingdom?

After being abandoned at the border of the Blue River Pack territory, Rain is raised in the orphanage as a witch, where she becomes best friends with Jessica Tompson, a werewolf orphan from the pack. After Jessicas seventeenth birthday, Jessica tells Rain they must escape the pack to save Rain from a horrible fate. But before they can leave, Odett, a five-year-old rogue pup, enters their lives, and they decide to take her with them to ensure she doesn't share the same fate as Rain. After they leave, they run into danger while in the woods as they try to make their way south to New Orleans in an effort to find a witch who will help train Rain to use her magic. But soon, they will discover The Moon Goddess has a plan for Rain and her newly found family. She is pulled from her miserable life and thrown onto a rollercoaster of ups and downs, finding her goddess-given mate, discovering her family's past, and even fighting a war to save all supernatural species. What will their fate entail? Will she find her happy ending?

Lyric was never weak—only unprotected. Betrayed by her own blood, tortured, and left to die, she survives long enough to awaken the truth of who she is: the Moon Goddess’s daughter reborn and the most powerful wolf alive.
Cole, her true mate, stands at her side as she returns to a pack that failed her. Lyric doesn’t seek chaos or cruelty—she seeks justice. Every wound inflicted on her will be answered. Every betrayal will be paid for.
As enemies fall and fate unfolds, Lyric rises as Lunar Queen, determined to protect the innocent and punish the guilty. This is not a story of darkness consuming a girl—this is a story of a woman reclaiming her power.
A raw, emotional werewolf romance filled with vengeance, destiny, and unbreakable love.

When the Beta lost his mate, their pups were just six and seven.
On her sixteenth birthday, everything changed. LaRea’s wolf awakened—and instantly recognized their fated mate. But there was a catch: he had already claimed another, and she had claimed him in return. 
Heartbroken and torn, LaRea faces a choice. Will she stay and bear the pain of rejection and betrayal, or walk away in search of a new beginning? 
Follow LaRea as she embarks on a journey of self-discovery, healing, and the search for a love strong enough to mend a broken soul—and a family who will finally see her for who she truly is.

As the future queen. Living a life full of obstacles and dangers is being experienced by Skylar. All the fears gathered on the girl. Circumstances force her to conflict with the kings around her because she can turn into a dragon and be killed if exposed. Skylar has no choice but to go away from her whole family, so as not to harm them.
Skylar understood that she couldn't blame the giver of fate, but that fear had made the dragon within her choose to hide. Skylar tries to train to protect her kind from extinction.
She meets Alpha Orion, who introduces her to her new world. She finds something hidden in herself, the love and beauty of dragons which she thinks is her greatest fear. But all did not go smoothly, big threats began to arrive. This forces Skylar's new family and her parents to work together to deal with it.

She trembled from excitement and her hands clawed at him to do something about the feelings he was prompting in her.

Alex kissed the tip of her head before pulling her shirt off as gently as he could to not cause her fright or alarm, her hands moved to shield her body from his eyes.

"Shh, " He urged to her ear, "I won't hurt you, let me love you."


When he dropped, a black wolf lay in place of the human in the fog, it was as black as midnight with sleek fur that shone in the dark, the scar on the man's face was exactly as the one on the wolf's, its eyes were the sleekest of black with a touch of gold that lit as per his feelings. His paw slapped unto the ground in a strong yet firm move.


His memory was back, and he was Alexander de Luca the second. The Alpha of the strongest, most respected pack with the most powerful council of leaders. His pack. The De Luca Pack, where honor comes first.


"I am half human and half wolf. A werewolf and marking you means we're connected in every way that matters. I can feel it in me that you're not a mere human too but I can't find a wolf in you, I'll break this mystery of yours my Belle."


A shivering ten year old Isabelle Kane Knight, the sole heir and future Queen of the Bane Pack bore the grand weight and protection of her Pack.

Born a human with Fae blood coursing through her veins, Isabelle lost her werewolf mother and human father at the tender age of 4 to a brief illness that swiped through her Pack and left as briskly as it came.

For her security and that of the Pack as well as their whole future, Isabelle was made to disappear from the face of the earth but not before her Grandfather, Christopher Knight, the former Alpha of the Bane Pack handed her the secret that would revive her Pack's great name. At birth she was betrothed to the Alpha of the most powerful and strongest Pack, Alexander De Luca of the De Luca Pack which was the Bane Pack's closest ally pack.

None heard of the slender, slim boned beauty until several years later.

Now, ten years after her disappearance, Isabelle comes across a bloodied man with solid masculinity left for the dead in her territory where none has ever breached. The stranger awakens and ignites a passion unlike any other in the deepest part of her soul, the most exciting part was how the feeling was felt in him a thousand times greater than in her. A stranger whose memories of his past eluded him wholly.

What happens if the true and actual betrothal edict gets ignored and unfulfilled? What will be of the Packs involved?

A gasp escaped the moment I laid eyes on Luke. My eyes snapped at my father and I could only pray that he hadn’t seen my reaction!

Luke was my mate! Luke! My father’s best friend was my mate. I fought the urge to scream it out loud the second I saw the shock in his eyes and he shook his head. Luke didn’t acknowledge what I was feeling until I was outside on the terrace swearing at the moon goddess! He walked up behind me and breathed in my scent and a delightful shiver ran down the back of my spine.

“This can’t happen. We can’t be together …” His voice made me ache for him to touch me. I turned around and glared at him. I was still in shock. My feelings for Luke and the bond were pulling me closer to him with each ticking second.


Arora was born the daughter of a cruel and chauvinistic king. She fights to prove herself, but her father only views her as an arm decoration. When she finds out her mate is also her father’s Beta and best friend, her life takes a turn for the worse. The future queen can’t be mated to a much older man, much less a friend of her father’s.

Oscar Rivière, the heir of the Duchy of Rivière, learned he is bound to be married to the Duchess of Wingfall the very same day his father has arranged his departure. Strange rumors are told about his fiancée: a crazy noblewoman who eats men and feasts on the blood of innocents? Whatever is about to come, Oscar can only count on himself to discover the truth.

She was different than all the others in her Pack. She was the only one she knew of her kind alive. No family, No friends since her best friend moved away years ago. Will, she ever show her true self, find love her one soul mate. What happens when she learns the truth and her past?

"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, my father's first born daughter. But now... I am here, in the castle of our greatest enemy, the Vampire King. I should hate Kane Alexander, but the more time I spend with him, the more I long for him in ways I cannot understand. 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... her essence. I want her in every way imaginable. But I'm already betrothed to marry another blood-born 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 Moonraker as my feeder but not claim her in my bed. I just haven't figured it out yet, and every time I look into her jade eyes, I forget everything and everyone but her. But I have enemies, and every moment she spends here in my home, Castle Graystone, she's in danger.

Book 1 The Devil's Bride
Book 2 The Elder's Kitten
Book 3 The Vampire King's Bride
Can be read stand-alone.
Warning: Mature Content
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I could tell that she wanted nothing more than to kiss me, and from the way she was gazing at my fangs, I knew she imagined what it would be like if I were to drink from her. A thing I’d found myself unable to stop thinking about for years now.
Bast was fighting so hard against herself, doing everything she could to convince herself that she didn't want this, that she didn't want me. Unknowing that she was fighting a losing battle, as she'd already made up her mind to be mine, and was only wasting her own time by denying it.
After giving her a few moments to tell me no, and hearing no refusal, I gently traced my hands down her form until they met her thighs. Once I saw that she had no issue with it, I lifted her, so our faces were even with each other. "Why are you fighting against what you want, kitten?" I whispered as I brushed my lips against hers, torturing myself just as much as I was torturing her.
"I don't know," Bast responded as she looked down, trying to catch her breath.
I put my hand under her chin and tilted her head back, forcing her to look up at me. I hesitated for just a moment before finally giving in and bringing my lips to hers. Though I'd been thinking about it for years, the reality far exceeded expectation as I finally felt her lips against mine, heard her tiny purrs of pleasure and excitement as I allowed my hands to explore her body.
Finally, being able to touch and caress her, feeling her tightening her legs around me as I explored her tongue with mine, it was like a climax of its own. Her heartbeat was erratic as she leaned into me, a small moan escaping as I explored her curves with my hands, her nails digging into my chest as she gripped my jacket to pull me closer. She couldn't hide how much she wanted me. Not now, not while her body was begging me to continue...

Three words to describe Crystal Santiago. " DROP DEAD GORGEOUS". Crystal lives two lives. One as a stripper and the other as a waitress.

Crystal was also known as Jae, the most sexist stripper. Her body is as hot as hell. She has a beautiful figure with glossy skin . She looked like a fairy , long black and shiny hair. Her seductive red lips look so blossom soft , making it hard for any guy to resist her. Her cute blue eyes balls are so enchanting and could trap any guy . That is the life of jae, the stripper

But as crystal, she was a simple, plain and loving girl . No one would ever believe a girl like Crystal to be a stripper.

Her life was going just fine till they came into the picture..

Lucy had always hoped for a quiet peaceful life. That all changed when she was betrothed to the devil himself, the vampire king.

“You are certainly handsome, for a bloodthirsty vampire.” I blurted, unable to stop the words as they slipped from my lips.
“Funny, no one has ever complimented my looks in the thousands of years I have walked these halls.” He smiled, his elongated fangs almost piercing his lips.
I took a sharp breath, forcing myself not to stare at his mouth. “Then you are clearly surrounding yourself with the wrong people.”

*******When Ariel finds her sister just and she is murdered and thrust into the same world her parents died in, how would she even begin to survive? She becomes the king's most valued and most hated asset, a weapon for the vampires.

Ariel is the last Ariss witch, her bloodline is well sought after. Once the news of her marriage to Calen spreads, it isn't only The Chosen who come after them. Its other clans also, demand that Ariel submits to them and help them get what they want.

They come to a deal that Ariel would meet with the princes of the other two main clans as well as some of the lesser clans to see if she would find any of them a worthy partner.

She picks two suitors, Tristan and Samuel. One from a lesser clan and the other from one of the two bigger clans.

Brixton isn’t like the rest of his kind—bloodthirsty, cruel, and reckless. He's powerful, calculating, and terribly bored. For centuries, he’s watched humans make fools of themselves, disgusted by their weakness, pettiness, and stupidity. So when his father, the ancient vampire king, demands that Brixton claim a human slave before the night ends—or have one chosen for him—he's infuriated. He doesn’t want just anyone. He wants someone... different.

From his perch high above the city, Brixton watches the world below with disdain—until a woman catches his eye.

She isn’t afraid. Even when stabbed while protecting a stranger, she dies with a strange kind of strength. She bleeds, yes, but her spirit doesn't falter. And that... that fascinates him.

When Brixton retrieves her dying body, he's stunned by what he discovers in her memories. She’s not just brave—she’s something else entirely. Something forgotten. Something powerful. Something dangerous.

To his father, she’ll be just another slave.
To Brixton, she’s the beginning of an obsession.

But reviving her may come at a cost. And what he doesn’t know is—she may never be the one truly under his control.

Olivia was proposed to by her lover Jacob, but she couldn't agree. They could not make love or even kiss. Because this was a vampire-ruled country, werewolves were vampires' slaves. All werewolf women must remain chaste, because every young girl was a tribute waiting to be chosen by a vampire. Once a girl turned 15, she would enter the annual lottery. Only girls who were not chosen five times in a row were allowed to fall in love with their mate, and vampires considered five years of waiting a mercy. Olivia had not been selected for four consecutive years, and as long as she failed again this year, she could marry Jacob. This year's tribute lottery was special, and all tributes would be dedicated to the legendary Vampire Duke Damien. Olivia was lucky not to be chosen. Unfortunately, her sister became a tribute. To save her sister, Olivia volunteered to be a tribute. Unbeknownst to Olivia, her blood had aroused Damien's interest. When a vampire came looking for the blood pet chosen by Damien, an accident caused Olivia to swap identities with another tribute. Olivia planned to escape, but was found by vampires and became their appetizer. Just as Olivia was about to fall into nothingness, she heard an indifferent voice.“Who allowed you to hurt my pet?”

Prince Rafe leans over me, holding himself up on one elbow as he gazes at my face. I feel his eyes wandering over every surface from my brow to my eyes, down my nose, to my lips and chin, and then returning to hold my gaze for a second. The small smile at the corner of his mouth makes me think he likes what he sees.
His hand is cool when it brushes a loose curl from my cheek, but I don’t jerk away from him. I have no idea what’s going on. I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. It seems like a lot of powerful people want me—dead or alive. And yet, all I can think about right now is how badly I want this vampire’s hands on my body.


I live in a desolate village on the edge of the Vampire King’s lands. This used to be wolf shifter territory, but now, we are just trying to survive.
When I mess up and find myself in a culling, I know I’m dead. No wolf shifters ever survive these events.
And after the stunt I pulled in the middle of the village, Prince Rafe probably wants me dead.
Is it a good thing or a bad thing when a vampire looks at you like you’re a snack?
Something tells me, once I reach the castle, I’ll be missing my miserable existence in the village.
But then—it turns out I have no freaking idea who I even am, and when the royals start referring to me as Princess Ainslee, I realize my life is about to take a turn—for better or worse.

Warnings ⚠️
Contains strong mature content.


“I'm sorry, master,” Star shivered as the vampire slipped his finger into her wet slippery p*ssy.
“It's late for this. You broke a law, princess. It's time to receive your punishment.” He inserted another finger into her wet pink virgin hole.
“Ahh.” The princess cried out when he added yet another finger. “Please, stop—”
“Take it, whore. This is your punishment.” He joined the fourth finger to the ones already inserted.


Who would have thought going on a hunt will bring these many problems for the young princess?
Headstrong and arrogant, the young Princess was always ready to cause trouble.
A headache to her father, and her mother's pride.
She thought the world was hers to do as she pleases.
But that was until she stepped foot into the forbidden castle, unknowingly awakening a vampire Lord who was determined to make the feisty Princess, his pet.
What happens when miss arrogant meets an arrogant master?
Read to find out!
Note: This book contains strong mature content.

His hands wandered lower, fingers pressing into the dip of my spine, then slipping over the curve of my hips. His fingers teased the sensitive skin there, his touch lingering, exploring. A massage was one thing. This—this was something else entirely.
"Relax, little virgin." He withdrew his hands, but not before dragging his fingers over my waist in a lingering caress. "I’m only touching. After all… you belong to me, don’t you?"


Selene’s life had been perfectly ordinary. Classes, late-night study sessions, coffee runs—just another college student trying to survive. Until the night she was taken.
One moment, she was taking out the trash. The next, she woke up in chains, surrounded by strangers with eyes that glowed like molten gold and smiles that revealed fangs. Real, impossibly sharp fangs.
Vampires.
She would have laughed if she weren’t terrified. If the stench of blood and fear didn’t cling to the walls of the dark, underground chamber where she was held. If the stage she stood on didn’t feel like a meat market, her body was the product being sold.
She wasn’t alone. Other humans were paraded before the silent, powerful figures watching from velvet seats, bidding on them with lazy amusement. Some were terrified. Some were resigned. Selene was neither.
She was furious.
Then he stepped forward.
Tall, commanding, dangerous. The kind of man whose presence sucked the air from the room. His midnight eyes settled on her, and a cruel smirk curled his lips.
Selene’s skin prickled. Every instinct screamed at her to look away, to shrink under his gaze. But she didn’t.
And he noticed.
“A million,” the stranger said, his voice smooth, final. “In cash.”
Silence. No counterbids. No challenge.
She should have been relieved the auction was over. Instead, her stomach turned cold as she realized the truth.
She hadn’t been purchased.
She had been claimed.

Tearing her clothes into two halves he asked.
"Who did these to you, who hurt you"
His voice rang through her ears,
His voice calm but threatening when he mentioned her name, she looked up at him immediately, the sparks running through her body, as he covered her body with his, preventing the other occupants who was standing, to see what belonged to him. Bella watched as they shivered with fear as her mate, the vampire king growled with anger.
"Him, he hurt me"
Bella said, and with a loud growl, Blade ordered,
"Bring me a dagger!"
Blade shouted, It was not a request, it was an order.
Bella Manchor was the omega to the air winder pack, she was not just an omega, she was a wolf less werewolf. Her life was difficult, but became like hell when she got mated to the most wicked, arrogant, deadly and vile alpha, alpha Lucas, who used her for his sexual pleasures and afterwards, rejected her, but as fate may have it, she ran away from the pack, running into the hands of the vampires.
Blade Hemlock is the vampire king, he is known to be ruthless, dangerous, dark, no regard to any law. The rogues attacking on the vampires, in their lands. Then he sent few of the best men to guard the land, where the rogues mostly attacked. Unfortunately, a girl, a werewolf ran into their lands, and his men took her, as a defiler. But she was not just a werewolf defiler, who had come running into his land, it was his mate, his long awaited mate has ran into his hands, hurt, with so much injuries on her body.
Would Bella accept her mate after what had been done to her, would she want to be loved again.

Traiver waited ten years to make the hunters pay. He planned to break their daughter slowly, completely, until her pain balanced his own. He never expected her to ask for it.
"Hurt me," she whispered, offering her throat and her guilt. "Do whatever you need."
Traiver's fingers trembled. He hated her for this. Hated that she saw the wound beneath the monster. Hated that when he finally touched her, it wasn't to destroy. He took everything she offered. Then he took more.
Hatred twisted into hunger. Cruelty blurred into possession. Every punishment became a claim, every touch a dangerous temptation. Navelle's innocence both tormented and captivated him, threatening to unravel the vengeance he had spent a decade perfecting.
But vengeance has a price. When the hunters' daughter carries his child, Traiver must choose. The revenge that fed his demons, or the family that could finally starve them?

She was the best candidate to become the Queen, the Moon Goddess’s most favored. But Hestia gave it all up just to marry Alpha Augustus, the strongest Alpha in the country, and create a happier and more beautiful family with him.

That is, until he and her twin sister Medea betrayed her, and she found herself lying in the middle of a forest, half-dead and disfigured. She wanted to question the Goddess’s plans for her. Or if she even still cares for her at all. After all, she was now nothing but a damaged child.

But when she was saved by the enemy Crown Prince and the leader of the Rogues, Hestia realized that there was a bigger truth needed to uncover, four hearts of the most powerful men for her to own, and a throne to claim.

Back for vengeance against those who wronged her, Hestia must defeat Medea, the current strongest Queen candidate, and expose the dark truths of the Lycan’s high society. But in the middle of the chaos and the calls of her fated mates, would she be able to dance along?

An enemy, an ally, an old friend, and the one who betrayed her the most. Would she open her heart again for any of them, or let her revenge consume what’s left in her heart entirely?

"Sire, humans, northern border", a guard rushed into the throne room panting out,

"Father, should I take care of this?", his son asked, tired of sitting down in the castle all day,

"No, you stay here and make sure that your sister does not leave her room, she has seen enough of that human boy", he ordered, "How could she even claim to love him when his father tried to kill your mother?".


With almost twenty years gone, Alpha King Dwayne and Luna Queen Daphne had given birth to another child; a daughter, Desiree with the soul and spirit of her shrewd and merciless father.
She eventually finds love but what happens when her love is given to the wrong person of the wrong specie? Would the Luna Princess accept her father's wishes or would she allow an inevitable war to take place? Would the Alpha Prince and Luna Queen support her or go against her chase for her love?

●This is the book two of The Luna Queen.
●Mature Content.
●Womem are openly called bitches.
●Humans were extinct

“Alaric... more... more... please!” This causes him to penetrate one more finger, increasing the rhythm of the movement of his fingers. A scream escapes my lips as I feel his teeth penetrate my flesh, causing a burning sensation similar to the one I felt in my neck.
As the penetration of his fingers intensifies, he sucks my blood, making me close my eyes. My hands grip the bedsheet tightly, pulling it up.





My whole body trembles, showing that I’m at my limit, my intimacy contracting around his fingers as I reach the peak of pleasure. He stops sucking my blood, takes his fingers out of me, and starts sucking again, sucking so hard that I try to close my legs, but I’m interrupted.

Alaric slides his tongue all over my entrance, up my clit.

“Delicious, even more delicious, young lady.” He gets up and climbs onto the bed, sinking into the mattress with his weight, getting between my legs. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

My eyes slide down to his member, so rigid, with the veins protruding, demarcating the entire length. He follows my gaze, smiling mischievously, putting the weight of his body on mine.

“Do you want to feel my cock penetrating you hard, young lady?”

Nyra let her desire speak louder, but will that be enough to make her leave her past behind?

Alaric had never been as attracted to a woman as he was to Nyra, especially after tasting her blood. He knew she was different from his concubines, perhaps some rules were needed to make Nyra his alone.

“From now on, you will be mine alone. Understand, Nyra?”.
Rating +18

The best intentions can go to hell.
I walked into a dark alley with the best of intentions and look where that got me. Drugged, kidnapped and thrown into a world I didn't even know existed.
Now I'm held captive by a brutal vampire while trying to keep his wife from killing me and, oh yeah, he's the leader of the Russian mob and suddenly I'm a target. good for me! I can
safely say that I'm not sure I'll ever do anything for anyone again.

The red moon hung in the sky.
Steven found himself with vampire abilities — he could track people by sensing blood!
As a coroner, all he needs is a body, and he’ll uncover every last clue.
You can’t escape, killer!

"She’s just a wolfless maid. Take her," my pack cheered, throwing me to the monster.

But Alpha Damon—the ruthless Devil Alpha—didn’t see trash. He saw his salvation.

"Touch my bride again," Damon growled, his terrifying aura crushing my abusers to their knees, "and I will tear this entire pack apart."

Nineteen-year-old Amanda is the powerless, scentless shame of the Crestwood Pack. Rejected by her fated mate on her birthday and battered by her cruel family, she expects to die in the dirt. Instead, a twist of fate throws her into the path of Alpha Damon, a lethal ruler cursed to die young unless he claims a bride bearing the mystical Serpent Mark.

Damon drags Amanda to his castle as a sacrificial lamb to break his family curse. He thinks she’s a fragile, disposable human. He has no idea what truly runs through her veins.

When the dark ritual begins, the blood sacrifice doesn't destroy her—it shatters a royal seal.

As her devastating wolf spirit and ancient vampire powers awaken simultaneously, the entire supernatural world trembles. The wolfless maid is actually the lost heir to the Vampire Throne—and the daughter of Damon’s greatest enemy.

Now, her treacherous family is begging for mercy, her ex-mate is crawling back on his knees, and the Devil Alpha must make a choice: execute his greatest enemy's daughter, or bow down to his new Hybrid Luna.

Getting a job at Vamp Investments is a big deal for Ruby. Then there's her boss..Ethan Klaus is the most arrogant, rude and irritating man she's ever met. He's also probably the sexiest man alive. Ruby has all the reasons in the world to resist him, but it feels like fighting nature. As she gets closer to Ethan, she starts to realize that there's something dark and unnatural going on at Vamp investments.

Rejected for transforming from vampire to human, Evan was sold into slavery by her brother to protect her from their parents’ execution.

From a slave, she became a maid in the service of Duke Ezekiel, who claimed her as his own. He fed on her blood—blood that tasted unlike any other. Suspicion gnawed at him; this girl was no ordinary human. She was something greater, something the world itself was searching for. And if that was true, he swore he would be the only one to possess her.

She was born a mafia heiress. Trained to lead. Destined to destroy anyone who stood in her way. But she never expected him…

Fiorella D’Angelo has always been the sharpest weapon in her father’s arsenal, fierce, fearless, and raised to inherit an empire. When betrayal strikes from within, everything she believed about loyalty shatters. And the man demanding her compliance? Rocco De Luca, the most ruthless son of a rival mafia family, known for breaking rules, bones, and hearts.

What starts as an arrangement built on vengeance, power plays, and buried family secrets quickly ignites into something neither of them can control. In a world soaked with blood, loyalty, and vendettas, love is the most dangerous game of all.

But when enemies close in and war explodes around them, Fiorella and Rocco must decide: will they burn the world down for each other… or will it bury them both?

The Mafia’s Flower is a gripping, slow-burn dark mafia romance packed with deadly obsession, tortured enemies-to-lovers tension, heart-pounding cliffhangers, and a heroine who never needs saving, but still chooses love.

One empire. One queen. One man who would kill the world to protect her.

Ready to enter their world?

You've heard the Greek mythology story about Hades and Persephone but no one knows what happened, until now.

Korey 'Persephone' Jones was one of the best florists in town working Mama June's Flower Shop. One night she discovers a door but little does she know that she has opened the door to events that she can never turn back from.

After being employed by Wade 'Hades' Wilson, not everything is as it seems, Korey discovers the terrifying truth about herself and the people she thought she knew and a near-death experience changes her life forever?

Will she run away, or will she face the truth about her destiny?

Sold to the Alpha King. Rejected as his mate. But she wasn’t there for love… she was there for revenge.
But fate had different plans for them.
Even though he rejected her, the bond between them strengthened.
“You should’ve killed me when you had the chance.” Sylvia challenged him.
His jaw clenched. “I couldn’t. My wolf wouldn’t let me.”
“Then teach him to forget me,” Her voice got low as she continued, “Because I won’t stop until your kingdom falls.”
What began as vengeance… might become destiny.
And when the truth is revealed… everything will burn.
Including their hearts.

Elara was a weak omega, content with just nursing her feelings for the ruthless Mafia leader and Alpha, Luca Blackstone. When it is revealed that they are in fact mates, she is not prepared for the brutal rejection she gets from him. Heartbroken and filled with rage, she leaves Blackstone pack and works to redeem herself before all those who underestimated her. When fate brings them back together in the most unimaginable way possible, she must decide if it’s worth giving the man that broke her heart a second chance or forever closing her heart to the idea of love.
Luca Blackstone had just two principles which he ruled by; power and dominance. After being betrayed by the woman he’d once given everything to, he signed his heart away to the devil and became a cold, ruthless Don since then. He rejects Elara when the revelation happens. She’s nothing more than a weak omega and he wants nothing to do with her. At least that’s what he thought. When she comes back in a way he never expected, he finds himself regretting his decision and resolves to get her back. Fighting for her love will be harder this time, especially as sinister forces threaten to break them apart completely.

Clara Winters, expected her grandmother’s passing to bring grief, not a wooden relic carved in black winterwood, wrapped in a warning that chilled her to the bone.
Do not open the Nutcracker. Do not break the seal. Not until Christmas Eve, and never alone.

But loneliness has a way of whispering courage into broken people. And when the clock strikes midnight, Clara’s curiosity becomes her undoing.

The Nutcracker shatters.

Magic erupts like a winter storm.

And four warriors, beautiful, lethal, and bound in chains of ancient enchantment, fall at her feet.

Dross, the iron-willed commander who bows for no one.
Corvin, the charming trickster with a wicked smile.
Vale, the tattooed berserker whose rage could break kingdoms.
Ash, the healer whose gentle touch hides devastating power.

They call her Mistress of the Seal.
Their savior.
Their sworn queen.

Clara wants none of it… until shadows begin whispering her name.

The Rat King, the monster who cursed the kingdom of Winter light and imprisoned its royal guard in wooden bodies, has awakened. And he remembers Clara’s bloodline. He remembers the last “Mistress” he hunted. He remembers the prophecy that says Clara’s power will either free his realm… or become his bride.

When the walls of her world rip open, Clara is dragged into Winter light, a once-glittering kingdom trapped in a perpetual Christmas Eve. Snow never melts. Time never moves. And the Rat King’s armies swarm the ruins.