inferno mrs green apple

THREE NIGHTS WITH THE LYCAN PRINCE Prince Logan Odell, A Lycan. He was birthed by a woman who was discarded by her own pack and enslaved by the Alpha of Mystic Shadows Fortress where she had him. He was born into a life of torture and slavery despite his royal identity. As a result of this, he grew up hard and cold hearted. He vowed never to be weak like his mother. He deprived himself a chance to feel loved or ever love anyone. Until he met a certain green eyed girl who became his undoing. Jovy Finlay, a beautiful latent wolf. She was maltreated, neglected and hated on by her family because of what they considered to be a deficiency; Being a latent wolf. Pains was evident in her existence. Deciding to have fun a little after heeding the advice of her best friend, Jovy attended a free access frat party and from there she went on a three-day spree with a total stranger. He made her feel different. She fell in love with him. Unfortunately, Jovy’s life took an abrupt turn when the whole pack decided to marry her off as a gift to a ruthless alpha just to gain his favor. What happens when Logan finds himself fighting between his refusal to love and accept to love? What will be Jovy’s next move after finding out that she has fallen in love with the most feared Lycan in their world?

"We are enemies." "That doesn't stop me from possessing you." He breathed and every word he whispered later on sent chills down my spine, "You are mine, Amara. From the pale blonde strands of your hair to your faded nail-polished toes. Every breath you take is mine. Not excluding the freckles dusting your cheeks to the pimples on your face. Your misery is mine, which I shall bring upon you myself. From your giggles to your random nonsensical chatter, I own them! Your darn strawberry moments are mine. Every drop of blood that flows through your veins belongs to me and so does your last breath when I snuff life out of you, watching as your pretty green eyes lose their shine and your heartbeat goes dull beneath my palm." His hand traveled to my neck, fingers lacing around it, and he squeezed a bit, "Who do you belong to?" He asked capturing my ear lobe between his lips and I shivered. "Myself and you can't have me!" I swung my head back and crashed it against his, sending him reeling backward. **************** You have got to let your loved ones know what's happening with you' Amara snow Dardanos learns this the hard way when her perfect world is crushed by a secret she kept away from her family. Orian Wolfe Akanther, one of the leaders of the underworld is given the task of taking the werewolf princess as vengeance for the injustice and treachery done to his kind. The plan was simple, to take her, watch her family and kind crumble beneath his finger tips and then kill her but that plan seems to foil when his nonexistent heart leans towards her and he is at the risk of breaking a blood oath.

The tree I fell from was rotten. It's leaves were rotten, it's bark was rotten, and it's roots were rotten. Unfortunately, I am an apple that didn't fall far from that rotten tree. I was groomed in the shadow of that rotten tree and sprayed with poison to ensure I would be nothing but it's germinated seed. My earliest memories are dark and painful. My most vibrant memories are coated in crimson red and shame. The small pieces of my soul that I kept hidden and protected are the only parts of myself I can tolerate. The rest of who I am... The despicable trash that haunts my dreams... I hate. Death is the only answer to my life. Not love. I don't deserve love. A tainted apple is never put amongst the ripe juices apples. It is thrown away, discarded... As I should be.

*No one messes with fire and goes unburnt and Cainan Inferno is a living proof of that.* “Twenty four hours is my most generous offer to you," he says with no trace of pity in his tone. Her eyes widen in surprise, “But that's unfair!" “Unfair is demolishing the house on you while you're still inside and believe me that's what I'm going to do if you don't get lost in twenty four hours!" He threatens acidly.She scoff, “You're unbelievable."“Being unbelievable is what has brought me here today." He agrees with a nod. "And being an idiot is what will take you to where you will be tomorrow, 'cause you might be a billionaire, but you sure are an idiotic one." She angrily spit out at him and everyone around gasp in disbelief. **** Cainan Inferno is a self made billionaire and since he has worked for everything he had, he doesn't do well with insult from people especially from those whom he considers underneath him. So what happened when poor Neriah Gomez crosses the line with Cainan and calls him an idiotic billionaire before his staffs? Will he do to her what he has done to the rest of will the cold hearted monster choose to let it go?

“How could you be so heartless? Susanna’s been through enough. She’s grieving. She’s pregnant. And you…you can’t even show a little compassion?” ------------ When Abigail Remington's beautiful sister-in-law, Susanna, suddenly arrives at her house unannounced, everything starts to go wrong. With crocodile tears and a large amount of luggage, Susanna quickly makes herself at home in Abigail's life, stealing the attention of Abigail’s husband, Conrad. As Susanna wraps him around her finger, Abigail can’t help but feel left behind, especially when her husband can't see Susanna for who she truly is. Everything begins to revolve around Susanna - “Susanna is pregnant.” “Susanna is grieving.” “Susanna needs our help as family right now.” But no one ever asks Abigail what she needs. As she is constantly pushed aside for anything and everything Susanna needs, Abigail is forced to ask herself, is Susanna trying to become the second Mrs Remington? And will her husband, Conrad, fall for her tricks? Or is Abigail herself the one being tricked here? What's the secret between Susanna and Conrad that they are hiding from her?

She smirks, before asking "do you like that, my little mate?”. I’m too far gone to even care about the “little” part. “Yes..” I manage to breathe out, before she licks me again. “Say please, my little mate” she taunts, her eyes still glued to mine and her hand still pleasuring me. “Please Lola” I breathe out. And just like that, she wraps her mouth around the tip, before taking in my c*ck until it hits the back of her throat. “I… I’m cumming” I croak out, when I feel I’m about to topple over. She pulls her mouth off, and immediately places my c*ck between her perfect . I move up and down slowly, as my starts to cover her . ****** Lola is an omega within the Red Dagger pack. She was found as a baby in the woods. With her curvy body, blonde hair and green eyes she is the total opposite of all the other wolves. And as a result, is treated like an outcast. Lola long awaits the day she turns 18, gets her wolf and is able to leave Red Dagger. All she has to do is withstand one more schoolyear, despite the constant struggles to reign in her anger. But what happens when the bucket runs over and her restraint finally snaps? As the story unfolds, she will come across those who desire her and her fated mates, the Lycan princes. Lola has never wanted a mate and after all betrayals is reluctant to trust anyone anymore, but will she let any of them in eventually? And what happens when her wolf is revealed to have special powers? Will she find her happy ever after with a mate, her fated mates, or will the darkness swallow her whole?

"Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt do we?" ****Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One?What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all?In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave?Triggers are present.

"Cali, drop the knife, you know it is never that hard that you have to kill yourself." "For the last time Blake. I'm not suicidal!!" I throw the knife away. "Then why were you holding that knife?" He asked, worried. I then showed him the apple in my other hand. ------------- Cali Evans, 17, a normal girl with a wacky attitude and sass. Life was going smooth for her until Blake happened. Blake Sanders, 18, the popular, hot, bad boy finds a new mission when he meets Cali. One misunderstanding, a sarcastic girl and a bad boy equals to food fights, bowling nights, dangerous knifes, terrace conversations, monopoly games and maybe some love.

Garren Ryuu, the God of dragons, has waited over five hundred years for his mate. An equal on all fronts. But when he comes face to face with his mate at long last, he is forced to make a decision. Turn his back on his people and their traditions for his heart or break it and accept the life of a mad king. It's a dark and dangerous path that only the strong survive. So will fate be on his side or is she just another cruel obstacle set to take him down?

"Why? Just because my wolf is white and weak? Just because I was born with different colored eyes-one yellow and the other green? Then you ignored our mate bond and rejected me? Finally chose this bitch?" I pointed at my sister Casey who wrapped her arms around my ex mate Chase's neck as the stabbing in my heart continued with tears blurring my vision. "Watch your mouth." Casey sneered as a heavy slap dropped on my face and the hurt made my head turn to aside. Chase came closer to me, I thought he would protect me like before but I was totally wrong when I reached out to the hand only to be smacked away. “My mate is with you? With someone who has such a weak, accursed wolf?! Werewolves are supposed to be stronger once their wolves awaken, but you? No alpha would chose a low mutt like you.” He wrapped an arm around Casey shoulder and gently pulled her closer to him. "If anyone is more fitting to be my mate, it’s her. You can just go rot in the middle of the woods." Those words hurt me more than anything else I was told. Since those words were told by the one person I trusted in this place, it most especially hurt. It was as though everything we had together never existed. It did not help that the person he chose as his new mate was my sister..If one day you crawl my legs to ask forgiveness, I, your mate, will never give it to you.