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Aaron Covaci has been wondering about the world for almost 250 years. He has given up the fact that he will have his soulmate appear before him like his cousin Alina who married her soulmate. All Aaron wants was to be with his soulmate until he laid his eyes on Astrid Larsen. Astrid Larsen, also known as The Huntress, was the powerful Vampire Hunter in the world. Tasked by the Order, she had to track down one of the powerful Blue Bloods named Aaron Covaci. But when she met him, there was something compelling about the blue blood that was supposed to be her hunt. What happened when you want your prey but also you have to kill them? What will Astrid do? Will Aaron persuade her?

Robin leaned close to my ears and whispered the words that only made me stiff and froze my heart. He leans back but while doing so, his lips brushed against mine and a smile escaped his lips, he left my chin and walked away whistling to himself. I just couldn’t move, the touch of his lips that were on mine yet again clouded my mind and the words he whispered in my ears just kept on resounding as silence filled the air where I stood, only the words he had just said arrogantly, yet sweetly, played on in my head. You belong to me and no one else!

Vampires, I'd never seen one up close before. That is, until one tried to kill me. But he saved me, the Reaver Raphael. I know I'm only Human, but the more I learn of him, the more intrigued I become. He scares me, much more than I'd ever admit. My instincts scream at me to run. I know he's one of the four brothers who control the Underworld. I know he kills people without warning or trigger. I know the other Supernaturals fear him, and I know what he says goes… period. Yet, I find myself drawn to him, my fear tempered by a morbid curiosity. Being around someone as powerful as Raphael is daunting, yet every time I'm near him, I feel a swarm of butterflies in my stomach. But I'm aware of the danger. I've studied the Reavers, and I know their charm is designed to lure you in. Raphael doesn't even have to try… he exudes an effortless allure that draws me, and everyone else, to him. I know I should run, I want to run. But I'm frozen in place, and the warning signs only seem to heighten the allure. I've danced with danger for too long, but playing with fire has never felt so satisfying. That was, until I woke up in a strange place, surrounded by an unsettling array of supernatural creatures. Reality hit me like a slap in the face. And it's in this moment that I regret ever pursuing the man in the silver suit, who meets me in the diner... I've read enough love stories to know that love could be a fatal flaw, or a mans greatest strength. Could I be his? Or would our love become a fatal collision course from which neither of us would escape?

Derek Dawson's playboy ways is about to cost him his inheritance. His father is fed up with Derek's exploits being exposed in the society pages. It embarrasses the whole family. Therefore, Derek's father has added a codicil to his will stating if Derek doesn't settle down and get married within a year he will be disinherited. Derek doesn't appreciate being forced into matrimony but what could he do? When Walt Dawson got an idea in his head that was that. So, Derek goes on the hunt to find the perfect society wife. Chelsea Van Dyke has been in love with Derek Dawson since she was a kid. However, she had never been able to get his attention – until now. Derek's sister tells Chelsea about her father's ultimatum to her brother. After years of yearning for him, Chelsea finally has an opening. Her plan is simple. Marry Derek and then get him to fall in love with her. The problem is the plan isn't as simple as Chelsea thinks because her intended doesn't want to give up being a playboy bachelor.

This is the sequel to Billionaire, Let's Divorce! and if you want to read on, head on over to my book Billionaire, Let's Divorce! and the subsequent chapters will be updated there. Thank you for your support! My heart rammed in my chest as each picture looked clearer than the previous one. I could swear my vision almost went blurry for a split second staring down at the screen. I zoomed in on the man's face, refusing to believe that the man who looked delirious as he mouthed the woman's boobs was my man. There were over a hundred different angles of him having sex with with this woman, and Aiden's face was AS CLEAR AS DAY! Then I threw my head back and laughed shakily. Definitely not. It could never be true. The last thing Aiden will do is cheat. Aiden, a cheater? Nah. He would rather say it to my face that he didn't want me anymore. Which wasn't even possible because we are both crazily in love with each other. I turned off my phone and looked ahead. Just a few more feet and I would be on his lawn. Since I am here, why don't I go find out myself then?

Blaze’s tongue speared into me, flicking and sucking fast and a strangled scream tore out of my throat. I arched off the bed, or attempted to, but Blaze’s grip on my hips were like granite, mercilessly pinning me to the bed as he ravished me like I was his last meal on earth. “Please,” I cried out through a stuttered moan. A moment later, Justin was crouching above me, gripping my throat firmly and making me mewl shakily as my eyelids fluttered uncontrollably. “You wanna be a good girl for us? Don’t you?” He asked, voice silky and deep. I nodded my head vigorously, eagerly. I wanted to be good for him, for the both of them– always. I always want to be good for them. “Now shush. Be a good girl and take it.” ————- Molly has been in a relationship with Justin for over a year, and their love was as strong as mountains. When Molly’s twenty-first birthday arrived, she didn’t expect her boyfriend to bring her most dirtiest fantasy to life, which was to have a threesome with two hot looking men. And when Molly and her boyfriend realized just how much they loved that night spent with Blaze, it became a reoccurring experience. But, what Molly didn’t expect to happen, was for her to unknowingly start catching feelings for Blaze. • • This is a m/w/m ménage story featuring: - dom/sub undertones. - sexual awakenings. - dirty as fuck sex.

Легко ли быть не просто попаданкой, а дочерью ни много ни мало верховного бога? Как жить, если на тебя возлагают надежду из-за нелепых пророчеств? Да ещё и каждая с... сомнительная личность норовит спровадить в мир иной... Вот только русские девушки не сдаются! Мы же как известно и коня на скаку остановим, и в избу горящую войдём, и демона в бараний рог... ой... о чём это я?..

"I told you, didn't I? I instructed you, Jane. I clearly warned you not to even go towards that area but you had to be adamant..." Allen fumed. "I was just being curious about..." "And do you love the result of your curiosity now?!" He shouted at her and she hid her face away. "I...I am sorry." She apologized meekly. She didn't expect it to end up this way. "I am very disappointed in you." He replied and walked away. ____________ Things took a three-sixty-degree turn for Jane and Alex after she decided to do what she wanted. However, her return from the strange land exposed her secret that she wasn't even aware of and opened the human world to more danger which was unexpected. Different emotions sprung up from different individuals but regardless of their feelings, they needed to find the key to shutting THAT world but it required one thing - a soul. Between Jane and Alex, who would it be? Will love allow fate or will it go against fate to have it rewritten? Don't miss out on this interesting story. There are a lot of twists that will make you smile, laugh, and even gasp. Don't let's forget about the humor too. (⁠✷⁠‿⁠✷⁠) ~~~~~~~~~ Please endeavor to read Volume 1 so you can understand the concept of Volume 2. Check out my other books too: = The Maniac Son of A Mafia. = The CEOs Rejected Bride = Meeting Mr. Ice Volume 1. They are all completed. Thank you.

There is a Past and then there is a Present. What should be our choice? To go along with the Past, feeling the familiarity of it or to go along with the Present, wishing for something new and hoping it to be amazing? With Past, we already know what to expect and know that it will not hurt the same if something goes wrong again. With Present, we don’t know what to expect and also feel that it may hurt even more than ever. So, should we let go of the past or ignore the present? With all these confusing and unanswerable questions there are a few people who are ready to tell you their story. This is the story of one among such people who has a tough but again, not so tough choice to take between past and present. Hope whatever choice that person takes will be near to perfect one, or at least far away from worst.

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