Paranormal

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.

Rempli d'action, suspense, danger, magie, et un peu d'amour, livre deux des Tugurlan Chronicles, THE CURE, reprend là où le livre I, VAMPIRE INIQUITÉ,l'a laissé. Juste au moment où les tueurs pensaient qu'ils pouvaient prendre un peu de temps pour se détendre et se remettre de leur mort défiant bataille contre la descendance de Dracula, Dan's cousin,Bruce, a un blocage inattendu d'exécuter dans avec les loups-garous et est blessé. Maintenant, au lieu de les tueurs à la recherche de vampires, ils sont à la recherche d'un remède pour Bruce avant qu'il atteigne le point de non-retour. En itinérance les cavernes des montagnes de l'Arizona, Bruce rencontre Tatiana, une jeune femme tournant des vampires. Heureusement pour lui, elle n'est pas étranger à l'occultisme. C'est un bonus qu'elle est capable de communiquer par télépathie ! Elle rejoint dans

{Sequel to Bitten. Read that one first!} The wedding is just around the corner and wedded bliss is fastly approaching. Everything is happening smoothly, but nothing is ever how it appears. Jillie begins to have a few problems with her pregnancy, and to top that misfortune off, she gets an unexpected blast from the past. If only that were the least of their problems. Will Jillie and Jarren be able to make it through what's ahead of them...again?

Phoenix Marie Standford... Her characteristics? Regret... Pain... Anxiety... When an Alpha comes to her pack for business purposes and turns out to be her mate, what exactly will she do. Has she finally gotten her happy ever after or has fate decided to yet again play one of it's games. When deep sinister secrets are uncovered, we are made to wonder just who is an enemy and who isn't.

Seraphina's life as a nun is upended when she confronts a dark past and powerful forces. Navigating a world of temptation and conflict, she must uncover hidden truths and face daunting challenges.

'I might hiss, but don't you dare call me a cat,' Charlotte Green. She might look like a cat, she's small like one, when happy she'll purr, when she's mad she'll hiss and even use her nails. But don't you dare call her kitty cat unless if you have a death wish, rumour says she killed a whole wolf pack before, are you brave enough to mess with her? Charlotte Green, a witch, a very powerful witch, has royal blood in her along with some very strong relatives and friends, she's not one to mess with. But what happens when she's the one who messes with you? When you are the one who's getting the end of her messing with you? Would you fight her back or would you fall on your knees and apologize to your queen? Read with caution. (Dear Charlotte, hope you like it)

Four dead students, one dead politician, one dead secret agent. What do they have in common?—Four punctured wounds in the neck and a strange burnt mark in each dead missing body. With a trusted team member missing, a partner who nearly died because of a trap, a stressed team leader, and a traitor in the team, how will Agent Night be able to solve a crime with an unidentified suspect? Will this case be the light to her dark past? In this line of work, there is only one end. You either live or die.

The dark matter had come to claim her soul. "Don't go. Do as he says," grandmother said. Suzanne blinked and looked into her grandmother's face. "Grandmama?” Grandmother's eyes were no longer glazed, and she had spoken with such clarity when usually, her speech was slurred. At that very moment, Suzanne had no doubt that her grandmother’s mind was crystal clear. Grandmother held onto Suzanne's hand and gently pried open her palm, revealing the black mark. Grandmother's eyes narrowed as she traced her bony finger on Suzanne's palm before staring back at Suzanne. "This," she pointed at Suzanne's palm, "This is the mark of the beast.”

The sun is failing, her brother missing, the world divided. Fayle must protect her twin at all costs during their search for their missing brother, even if it means facing off with Shadow Men - boneless creatures that shroud themselves in darkness and survive the fading light using the stolen flesh of mankind as protection. But can she survive the war, not just between shade and human but her divided heart, long enough to find her brother? And if she does - will the greatest sacrifice of all be enough to save him?

“I want blood,” Rowan said, and suddenly his fingers pierced deep into my chest. The feeling of pain was almost non-existent but I could feel life slipping away from me. Blood gurgled in my mouth and it flowed from the corner of my mouth. “Why Rowan?” I asked, but the answer to the question became even more obvious to me. My face was poise, graceful even at the face of death. “Why did you do this? Why did you betray me?” I asked him, my hands reaching up to cup his face and he leaned into my hand, snuggling his face. Then affectionately, like he hadn't just betrayed me, he leaned down to kiss my lips. “I love you, my queen, but I'm tired of your benevolent rule, tired of drinking that disgusting artificial blood. I want a killing spree, I want suck my fangs into human's warm blood vessels! Slave them!” Rowan said, his face suddenly tainted with anger, one that also left as quickly as it came. “I'm surprised you think you would succeed,” I said, trying to laugh but it only made the blood flow faster. I was getting drained of blood really quickly. “You won't succeed,” I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.