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Emilia has always felt like an outcast in her small town, where everyone seems to know her business. But what they don't know is that Emilia is hiding a secret: she's been experiencing strange and terrifying transformations during the full moon. As Emilia struggles to control her newfound powers, she's confronted by Liam, who reveals that she's his fated mate. But instead of accepting her, Liam rejects Emilia, citing a dark past that's left him emotionally scarred. Emilia is devastated by Liam's rejection, but she's determined to prove herself to him. As they're forced to spend more time together, Emilia and Liam engage in a heated game of cat and mouse, with Emilia pushing Liam's boundaries and Liam fighting to resist his growing attraction to her. But as they dance around their feelings for each other, Emilia begins to uncover a web of secrets and lies that threaten to destroy everything she holds dear. Will Emilia be able to win Liam's heart, or will their fate be forever sealed by the moon?

Kill or be killed: That was the motto of a predator and a prey. Turns out that was the same motto in love and relationships. Walking in on my fiancee making out with someone else was the last straw it took for me to break but to save myself the humiliation, I couldn't let the huge proposal I had planned out go to waste. What happens when the stranger I had forced a ring on turned out to be the Capobastone of the Ndrangheta Clan? Even worse, my ex boyfriend was involved in the mafia and the stranger was his boss. Fate twisted and lies were uncovered and I was caught up in a little cat and rat chase with a Mafia boss and there was no hope for me getting out. His words sealed my fate: "Now i didn't force this ring on myself, you did. Might as well add more meaning to it.”

My best friend is a death angel named Faro, and my father works for the devil. I am an incubus demon who has a talking cat named Samson, who happens to be a cursed wizard stuck to live his life as a black cat, an annoying companion who sheds entirely too much. Being an incubus I survived solely on the pleasures of the flesh. I was Dipping my dick into a different woman almost every night for the past hundred years. Whether paid for or brought home to my penthouse from the local watering hole I had company quite frequently to feed my hunger. Cursed to earth I had unlimited wealth and countless numbers of females to recharge me at whim. My punishment from Lucifer wasn't all that bad. At least it wasn't until a wisp of a female brought me to my knees. Could I fall in love, for real? It was inconceivable even though I was named for it; it was the furthest from who and what I was. I was, at the very least, an uncaring prick. Could someone like me know what love was and did I want to know? That's the real question I asked myself. This is my story of how my demon heart started to beat after centuries of being a cold obsidian stone by a young redheaded female with unique secrets of her own. Could she love me enough to walk through the fires of hell for me?

Sur Terre, il n'existe qu'une seule race : les loups.Certains préféreront le terme de loup garou pour définir ces êtres à l'aspect étrangement humain mais pouvant se métamorphoser en loup à tout moment.Il existe deux types de loups : Alpha et Oméga.Dans le monde animal, le plus fort domine. Ici, ce sont les Alpha. Généralement des mâles, ce sont les plus forts, ceux au sommet de la hiérarchie.Ensuite, il y a les autres...Les Oméga. Insignifiants, soumis et pourtant nombreux.Passons maintenant à la partie amour parce qu'évidemment, cette histoire en parle;Vous avez certainement entendu parler des âmes-sœurs ?Ce sont deux loups, faits l'un pour l'autre.Si une des âmes sœurs meurt alors l'autre meurt de chagrin petit à petit.Pour reconnaître son âme-sœur,c'est un jeu d'odeurs.Le parfum préféré du loup est présent sur son âme-sœur, lui permettant de la reconnaître parmi tous.Refuser son âme-sœur est comme mourir à petit feu. L'absence de l'autre détruit jusqu'à tuer de chagrin.On entend aussi beaucoup parler du marquage.Marquer une louve est l'affirmer sienne. C'est extrêmement symbolique.Je crois que j'ai tout dit.Ah non ! J'oubliais !Il existe une dernière catégorie de loups.Rares,insoumis et vivant dans le plus grand secret.On les appelle les Delta...