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His Personal Maid
Romance “Why do you defy me, little dove?” He demanded and Desire was torn. Torn between pleasing her Master and bending one of the rules holding their region together.
His blue eyes bored into hers for a while before Desire finally looked away again, waiting for her judgement, her dead judgement for breaking a rule
“The first option is to have you killed by hanging, the second one is to send you to the Harem while the third one is to make you my private maid and you’re the only person who has the privilege of this rare chance. So, my dear little Dove, what do you say?”
“I’ll pick the first option, let me die at stake or by hanging. Whichever option suits you, My lord but please just let me die a quick death” Desire pleased with a determined look on her face.
A story of love, War, royalty and fate. 2:45 (Fire and Silk)
Romance Alexis Norman left home to pursue a career that almost ended her, with a determination of never going back to her former life, she struggled to keep up to everything that life threw at her even if it hits her in the face.
Until life threw right in her face, what she was always scared of.
“I want you to tell me what you remember about that night, 2:45” He was looking in her eyes waiting for answers
“If you stop calling me 2:45, maybe I’ll try to try and remember what I think you’re saying”
“Why?”He asked while placing a strand of hair that had escaped back into place, he was being nice and she knew it was a facade.
“Because I’m Alexis, my name is Alexis, not 2:45”
He looked over at her angrily, grabbed a handful of her hair and slammed her head against the table before her.
“2:45 was your call name at the club, you don’t have to pretend you didn’t know you were doomed from the start”
Paul, Damon and Xavier all had one mission and that is to keep the circle moving and the only way they can do that is by making her 2:45 again and that will be the most torturous season where feelings will be put aside and life will become death. THE LEGEND
Fantasy Once upon a time, when men were under the control of their own powers, earth became a wasteland, void and emptiness filled the air.
Men wasted no time in destroying themselves, showing how powerful they had become and challenged the power of their Creator.
Earth divided into two kingdoms; The fire kingdom, and the water kingdom. Both kingdoms were at war with each other and when the supreme Creator saw this and the effect it had on earth, he was furious and motified by the works of his hands.
He sent the Mortal truth in form of a man to put a stop to all these havoc knowing fully well mortal truth holds all power including those that were not known to men.
When he got to earth, he saw the greediness and wickedness in the hearts of men and he decided to put an end to it.
He stood on the highest mountain and summomed all the four pillars of earth; fire, wind, water and ice. He ripped men off their power of fire and water.
Unto the four pillars of earth, he gave the control of earth, divided to four; North, east, west and south. The North became the fire Kingdom, the South became The water Kingdom , the east became the Wind Kingdom and and lastly the West the ice Kingdom.
All these powers were collected in a stone and given to each four pillars of earth to pass onto the worthy person as they deemed fit.
With this, the Creator was pleased and he summoned the mortal truth back to him, only to return when it's a thousand years from then when men will have no knowledge of these powers. You might like
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? Shunned By An Alpha, Cherished By A Lycan
Baby Kemo Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything... The Rise Of The Ugly Luna
Syra Tucker Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone.
Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved.
It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years.
Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from.
Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes.
Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with. 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."