YHEN AMOR
YHEN AMOR's Books(6)
Between The Game Of Death & Love
Werewolf He was a Kung Fu head trainer, who was framed by his two trainees in a rape and murder case of Clushia, a female trainee, who was obsessed with him. He was convicted and brought to the maximum penal institution called the 'Hellhole', for no prisoner got out of it alive.
In one of the prisoners' riots, he was forced to fight to defend himself but ended up killing another prisoner. He was put to an oubliette. Unknown to him, that oubliette is the door to an underground city, with an arena for the so-called "Game of Fangs and Death" by the Alpha Pharoah.
The game is for five nights. If he wins, he will be given a free pass leading to a secret passage, away from the 'Hellhole'.
Could there be an escape for him from the 'Hellhole'?
Could his heart find an escape from the Alpha Pharoah's daughter, who has a lot of similarities to Clushia? It was like, Clushia had been born again through her.
Would suddenly his never known powerful blood and lineage eventually help him escape from his death? Unveiling The Mask's Secrets
Werewolf When a Queen in an Ivory mask, with hidden secrets and a man of mystery met, an uncontrollable heat and passion overwhelmed them both.
Queen Anastasia of the North Kingdom, is a woman with dark secrets, widely known as the most voluptuous yet sadist, Wolf Queen of the North, whose real face was hidden inside an ivory wolf's mask. It became her marque. Her sexual desires and satisfaction are being ruled by a unique condition called voyeurism. No man could ever arouse her.
From the South Kingdom, Rodwartem, a man of mystery too, who has been thrown into the sea during infancy and rose to fame as the deadly warrior of the South, heard about the Wolf Queen and his interest rose greatly. He vowed to expose her identity, so he volunteered as a decoy when the South's Lycan King planned to conquer the North.
Would Rodwartem be able to fulfill his intention and the South Kingdom conquer the North through him, or he would fail just like the other men who tried to outwit the Wolf Queen in an ivory mask?
In the end, would a story full of dark moments, lust, greed, pride, hatred, and evilness be ruled by love? Her Marriage To The Vampire King
Romance Asalea's eyes narrowed. She can guess that the event is a wedding ceremony. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion. "Whose wedding is this?" she asked the man who fetched her.
"Yours Madam." He said and then got something inside his paper bag. "Please wear this," the man said again handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with black diamonds.
"What did you say?!" Asalea gasped in surprise.
"This is your wedding Madam." The young man repeated his prior statement.
"Who shall I be marrying?" with narrowed eyes, Asalea asked again.
"You will know later on. Please be ready Madam. The wedding march will start." Then the man stepped aside and motioned her to walk forward when the wedding march song started to fill the whole astrodome.
Asalea does not know if she will follow or will make herself invisible and run. She chose the first. She knows that she will be dead if she will run. At least they will not kill her. Looking at her elegant black gown, veil with tiara, and wedding venue of the wedding; she knows she will be marrying someone of a high profile from the Glodeous Kingdom. She can still start her life here and then plan for her revenge later on against the Ecleteon werewolves.
With her chin held up, Asalea made her graceful walk going to the altar. Getting nearer the altar, she saw the back of a man standing in front.
Asalea surmises that he might be her groom. "Hmm, not bad," she murmured.
Slowly the man turned his back and faced her when she was already walking almost beside him.
Asalea's eyes grew big when she recognized the man.
"Hello, my pretty vampy." He whispered and intensely looked at her with his ocean-like deep blue eyes. THE RED JAGUAR
Romance "Ouch!" Yhera almost bumped her head in her Montero's steering wheel. She automatically stopped her car and glanced at her car's side view mirror. She saw a red jaguar car. She opened her car and walked near the red jaguar, with anger plastered in her face.
The door at the driver's side slowly opened and an almost six feet tall man came out, with a smirk on his face.
Atty. Yhera with hands on her hips, speaks with sparkle of irritation in her tone, "Mister didn't you see my big Montero in front of your one hell of a kind red jaguar?"
Amazed with such question, the man's eyes have been fixed to Yhera's face. Like he was studyingher raised eyebrow, her heart shape face, nose bridge and small supple red lips; all without any traces of make-up except for a thin face powder.
"What a sweet angel in her outbursts of anger," the man whispered, eyes now raking at her slender figure, covered with a white sleeveless lacy blouse and tight fitting maong jeans. His eyes travel in her perfectly shape arms, hips and toes in stiletto. Her fair, perfect skin with thin cat hairs, top it most.
"Finished doing your physical survey, Mister?" Yhera with irritation asked the man.
"Uhuh, yes! I am Seigfred by the way." He extended his right hand to Yhera with a confident smile.
Yhera looked at Seigfred's extended hand then slowly fixed her eyes on the man's dark brown, a bit chinky and mysterious eyes, a well sculptured nose and lips, and a ruggedly, handsome face. Yhera's heart skips to beat.
"Well, Ma'am did I pass your physical survey?" The tone of Seigfred seemed so amused.
Wanted a love story with a little bit of mystery? Have a roller coaster ride then in "The Red Jaguar" until you finally relaxed in the end.
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That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate.
Kiss Leilani They don't know I'm a girl.
They all look at me and see a boy. A prince.
Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires.
And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too.
The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance.
How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom?
I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy.
But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince."
How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy?
And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave?
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AUTHOR'S NOTE.
This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+
Expect triggers, expect hardcore.
If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in!
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From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave." Don't Leave Me, Mate
AlisTae "Ahh!"
She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him.
His hands began to move all over her body.
She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed.
"D-Don't touch m-ummm!"
His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body.
With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear,
"I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me."
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Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply.
What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions?
What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him? Beauty And The Beta
Beth Jackson Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher.
Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore...
Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his? Longing For My Rejected Luna
Erika002 "I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek."
Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me.
But he refused to accept.
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Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson.
Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart.
Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart.
Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her.
They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood.
Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman..
But will she accept any of them?
Or will she stay independent forever?... Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother
Velvet Desires Trigger warning!!!
Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries.
***EXCERPT***
Blood everywhere. Trembling hands.
"No!" My eyes blurred.
His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead.
Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother.
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Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move.
At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession.
Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom.
The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her.
On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother.
She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his.
But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
The Lycan Prince's Puppy
chavontheauthor "You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck.
A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself.
He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken.
What was I doing?
In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement.
"You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate."
"And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go."
"Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."