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*TLPA Book 1* The supernatural world is changing rapidly. There is a war brewing, and the issue of it all is at the tip of every tongue: werewolf packs are being taken over by vampires and manipulated to cause chaos. In order to keep peace, the two most powerful packs in North America must form an alliance that will allow the Alphas to force other packs to concede in fear of their power instead of being controlled by the vampires. This political alliance turns out to be a marriage between Princess Saskia and the alpha of the most dominant pack in all of werewolf history.*Saskia makes the sacrifice for her pack, putting their welfare first and her desires as well as wishes last. She is willing to do all that is needed of her as the Luna of her new pack. But she'd be damned if she let herself be trodden over by the stubborn, imposing, and oh so possessive Alpha Mikael, aka her husband.

Luna is a normal medical student in california. If sucking in her desired profession can be also counted as normal. she has a fear of blood, worst half-dead bodies. But been a surgeon has always been her dream and quiting doesn't seems like an option. After countless pressure from her half-america, half-africa best friend, Sandra, she decides to take a break and go on a vacation. Been pretty normal also means a normal, not so rich bank account. so their only option on getting the much needed vacation falls on the yearly island treasure hunt game. with luck on their side they managed to make it to the top fifteen. That is, if it counts as luck when it actually brings bad luck? The two friends then set out on this adventure, meeting new friends and allies. All to realise that something was wrong with the island. But that wasn't what they were worried about. it was dying.

"You have to stop doing that, Camilla." "Doing what?" Jesus Christ! Did she not see what she was doing? "Being so goddamn sexy, I can't stand it." She tiptoed, bringing her lips closer to my face. "Why? Why can't you stand it?" Questions, too many questions. I pulled her closer to me, so she could feel the bulging of my crotch between her legs. Her lips parted slightly, I watched her sigh in satisfaction. Her wet tongue licked her lips gently. My length hardened against her, a small moan escaped her lips. "Fuck!" I cried out and turned my back on her. I wiped my sweat off my forehead with my right palm. "Mister Ivan…" "If you call my name one more time, you won't be able to blame me for how good I'll fuck you, Camilla." I blurted out. I did not care how it sounded, I did not care that she might take me to be a pervert. I only wanted her to know what she was doing, and the effect she had on me. What I did not expect were the next words that strolled out of her lips. "Then turn around and fuck me." ~•~ From doctor and patient, to friends and then illicit lovers. Can Camilla and Ivan finally stand together to fight the forces against their relationship? Or would both retire to fate and let fear and mistrust take the lead?

There is two way to approach FEAR : Forget Everything And Run Or Face Everything And Rise Which one did you desire?

Their first meeting was colored with blood, and so were the second and the third. Nevea knew then that it was a sign that Zach was a calamity in her life. Zach was a madman, the one she strangely longed for. Her feelings were constantly dancing around him. Hatred, passion, and lust for him built inside her, fanning the weak flame to grow wilder. Nevea wanted to burn with him so much that it hurt; however, her fear of losing something in her scared her. Accepting her feeling meant embracing the darkness she tried so hard to conceal. As she was trapped in the middle, Nevea discovered more things that led her into Zach’s arms, and she could not do anything but freefall into his chaotic life. This was Nevea and Zach’s story, a beautiful fairytale filled with misery, blood, dead people, and darkness.

Rhian Santos, supposed to celebrate their Graduation on a Club but why does it goes wrong? The simple celebration turns to be steamy and intense night that wasn't her intention. That night she met the Business Tycoon Ryker Brown. The man who took her innocent, she just woke up beside him. It didn't end there on what happen between them. He proposed a deal with her, she declined it but her body tells otherwise. Everything was on the right place until her biggest fear happen! She fall inlove with him! And brings her to jeopardize that breaks her heart! Falling inlove with him was the thing she fear the most, cause she know's every part of him. He is heartless, a man who doesn't know how to be serious and always look at things like a business! Is there's still a chance that he would loved her too? Knowing that Ryker Brown the business tycoon has perception that 'Woman are just like contract that have an expiration'

Warning~ This book contains mature content. ... Death bringer was what people call him. The savage and barbaric Alpha. Leon who is a pure-blooded wolf, a royalty emerged from his hometown in search of his mate. However, his plans went down the drain when he encounters an empath – his worst enemy. ... Adina always believed werewolves were ferocious and vicious beings. Fate proved her right when she met Alpha Leon, a brute Alpha who will not let her go. What happens when he uses her very own abilities against her? * “Do you know what smells better than fear?” the alpha suddenly asked. “What...?” she squeaked having no idea what he means. “Lust. The smell of your arousal.” he spat the words irritatedly, “my c*ck hungers for your p*ssy so I won't be killing you anymore. I'm going to brand you now as my slave.”

The mysterious rich boy was hell-bent on making Dalia his girl. He gave her a taste... A taste of happiness. A taste of love. A taste of life. He made a fearless Dalia fear, a careless Dalia care, a hopeless Dalia hope. Against her better judgment, against her own intuition, she wanted this man, body and soul. But the moment Dalia began to let her guard down, believing life wasn't so much of a bitch after all, that taste, that sweet nectar, turned bitter on her tongue.

'You know I don't take no as an answer so you have one chance, baby girl.' 'Your body or...' He trailed off with a smirk, he enjoyed how her eyes cowered in fear and how her body trembled against his hold. ___ He was the devil and she was the tamer. Jasira found herself being entangled in the cobwebs made by Alejandro to drawn her back, to have her being wrapped under his finger but he doesn't know she was dangerous than what he expected. He was the most feared man in their country and she was a mere waitress. What happened when the devil met his tamer, they fell in love; no! They revenged!

It had been five years since I started dating Ross Jenner. His family invited my mother and me to their family home in Fellaton to discuss our wedding plans and to spend Valentine's Day together. It was past 10:00 PM when my mother and I landed, but Ross wasn't there to pick us up because his college junior, Laurel Elledge, had just arrived in Fellaton. He told me to figure out a way to get a cab to the house myself. In a strange place, unfamiliar with the area, it wasn't long before we found ourselves in danger. Just over ten minutes outside the airport, we were robbed. My mother was injured while trying to protect me, and she collapsed, bleeding heavily. Desperate, I held onto her, frantically trying to call Ross. Each call was abruptly cut off, and when I finally reached him, he sounded irritated. "Jennifer, you're an adult, so stop acting like a child. You couldn't even hail a cab on the street? Laurel just got to Fellaton and isn't feeling well. I need to take care of her." Without waiting for a response, he hung up. I tried calling again, only to find that I had been blocked. In the end, my mother's injuries were too severe, and she bled out before the doctors could save her. As I stared at her lifeless body, tears flowed uncontrollably. When I finally checked my phone again, the first thing I saw was a picture Ross had posted on Twitter. In the photo, he was kissing Laurel and holding a bouquet of roses. [Spending Valentine's Day with the one I love most.] I quietly threw the gifts I had brought from home into the trash. Then, I left a comment, which said, [Wishing you both a lifetime of happiness.]