What do you do when your own husband leaks your sex tape in an attempt to claim an empire you built from scratch? What’s worse, it happened on your anniversary, the day you discovered you were pregnant and wanted to reveal it to him. And he was sleeping with his ex. Betrayed and abandoned, you plan to get your revenge. The question was how? An opportunity presented itself when Alario, famous tycoon and your husband’s father reveals that he’s looking to remarry. And what’s sweeter than destroying the very man you gave your heart to than marrying his own father?

He was the world’s most eligible bachelor and tycoon. A man no one had ever come close to having. A man that was way out of my league. Yet somehow, he ended up being in my bed on the night of his wedding. And the next day, he ended up being my boss. I should stay away from him. That night was a mistake and he is supposed to be married. Yet when those lies lay on my skin and make me feel things I shouldn’t, I cannot help but spread my legs.

:This contains mature content and I upload daily. "Don't deny it. You want it." Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs. I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul. "Your body craves it." He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted with goosebumps and I exhaled sharply. I want to speak, but I can't. He has that much effect on me. His tongue played with my nipples and I mewled. That felt so good. "You want me as much as I want you." He whispered with his lips pressed on my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. I know I should stay away from this man but how can I when he invades my thoughts daily? When he's the only one my body wants. It's frustrating because no matter how hard I try, I can't say no to him. And I am this close to making the worst mistake of my life. I swallowed, trying to fathom the words out.His fingers brushed my core and I jerked forward, pressing my body on his. "I don't want you." "You're lying." He said, playing with the strap of my thong with a lazy finger. My eyes rolled back in my socket with pleasure. I am lying but he's making it so hard."We shouldn't be doing this, Killian." Killian? Do I really have the right to call him that? "Give me one reason why and I won't touch you." "Because you're my best friend's Fiance."

"Don't you love this?" Isobel asked, undoing his pants. Leaning her back on the table. Cameron raised her up, pushing her ass on the table. He checked the bottom drawer and realised they were out of condoms. Completely mesmerised, he breath. "Now now, we can't do this. You don't want to get pregnant." She leaned closer to his body till her braless tits fell on his chest and her lips touched his ears. "I did something." She whispered. "Won't be giving birth for three months." She said. Cameron shifted back, taking his time to look in her eyes. He wanted to be sure she understood what she had done and was ready for it. Isobel smiled, need masqueraded her eyes. "Are you sure?" She nodded. Dipping her hand in his pants. She gasped as her hand fisted his, thick, hard dick. "I want this." "Good." Cameron said, taking his shirt off. "Because I'm going to fuck you." He roared and that instant, her dress ripped open. She enjoyed the sound of the tear. She enjoyed being vulnerable and naked in front of him. Her nipples hardened as his tongue envelope it. "You're mine. And I'll make you remember that. Every. Damn. Time." He entered her with a sharp push that left her gasping, railing her against the table. Her reflection in the mirror pleased him. Making him harder. "You're so fucking hot." Cameron said, nealry breathless. "I know." She whispered back, unable to think. Her hand roamed around his body till she felt his gun. Isobel gasped. Cameron held her little fingers, reading the look on her face. He stopped and pulled out without taking his eyes off her body. He spread her legs wide for him and gulped. She's so beautiful, he thought. That pussy is mine. Cameron loaded the gun with a bullet and cocked it. Isobel flinched. The mouth of the gun grazed her pussy in ways she enjoyed. He stuck it in and she leaned backwards. "Cameron..." She moaned, biting her lips. He was fucking her with his gun. This is her dream come true. NOTE: THIS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE BUT FOR BETTER UNDERSTANDING OF REOCCURRING CHARACTERS, PLEASE READ BOOK ONE! THANK YOU xx DAILY UPDATES RESUME ON THE 1ST OF APRIL.

I should fight it. Not give in to the desire that would burn me but I cannot help but dive into it. Let it consume me. “Don’t stop.” I plead at the man railing me against the desk in his office, making my mind completely go wrecked. “I don’t intend to.” He responds, breath heavy with need. I feel my head implode at the heat between us. I feel my defense weaken. “Until your body memorises every vein.” The face of the man devouring me comes to sight. We shouldn’t be. Every dynamic in the universe should not justify this bond. Yet I cannot help but be drawn to him. Drawn to the one man that could kill me. My stepbrother.

I should fight it. Not give in to the desire that would burn me but I cannot help but dive into it. Let it consume me. “Don’t stop.” I plead at the man railing me against the desk in his office, making my mind completely go wrecked. “I don’t intend to.” He responds, breath heavy with need. I feel my head implode at the heat between us. I feel my defense weaken. “Until your body memorises every vein.” The face of the man devouring me comes to sight. We shouldn’t be. Every dynamic in the universe should not justify this bond. Yet I cannot help but be drawn to him. Drawn to the one man that could kill me. My stepbrother.

Love comes when it's least expected. Two mafiosos. One meant to kill the other, the other living life in his cruel, shrewd manner.

I have a mission, and I will achieve this no matter what. Even if it means bedding the daughter of the man I plan to kill.

:This contains mature contents and I upload daily. “Who the fuck do you think you are?!” Emily screamed at the hot man in suit now staring at her in the bedroom. He didn’t say a word at first till her gestures became violent. Emily asked him once more with a dare in her eyes. “The one who’ll bend you over right now and make you scream the word ‘daddy’.” His voice trailed firm and before she knew it, she was grabbed by the neck and pushed to the bed, flat. Her face to his, and both their breathings ferocious on each other’s necks. His grip on her neck tightened. She gasped. “Call me an ass one more time and I’ll run your throat wet with my cum." His glare hardened, and she felt her air flow run dry and parted her lips to let out a groan, warm lips brazed upon hers roughly. The one that’ll be fucking her hole once more....

I've had a scratch. A longing that has never been fulfilled and murder has been my go through. That was till I saw her. A woman I want to break and mould so bad. Taint and destroy her so no one else would have her but me.

"What are you?" I growl, tightening my grip on her neck. "Why do you make me feel this way? You're disgusting. Why on earth am I attracted to someone so disgusting?!" Scarlet opens her mouth but says nothing. She's slowly losing breath and I know but I can't stop. I don't want to stop, something about the way she looks... the way she is coupled with the fact that she's mute does things to my body. A whimper slips into my ears and a grin formed on my face. She gasps, tugging my hand over her neck with her fingers. I flung her hand above her head hard on the lockers, holding her wrists while my grip tightened on her neck. I am older and that means stronger. Scarlet mewls. Something about the way that she did stirred my body. I felt my body hair stand and my dick throb hard against my zipper. That angered me even more. "Answer me! What the fuck are you?!" I ask in irritation, angered by my attraction to her. I hate her. I've hated her since the day we met yet my body craves her like a dog. I made it my mission to make her life miserable till I saw her wash herself. Till I found myself wanting to do more than pin her against a wall. I love that she can't speak, it makes my life a lot easier. Plus, even if she could, she wouldn't dare say a thing. No one would believe a human to a vampire prince. Scarlett whimpers, struggling to get out of my grip. That only makes me tighten my fist around her neck and wrist. A scream echoed in the hallway, followed by tears. She can't speak and obviously won't be able to answer me. "Stop crying." I ordered. Her cheeks were cascade by tears like a water fall, and before I knew it, I felt it drip on my hand. "Stop, It's disgusting!" I yell and let go of her, slamming her back against the lockers. Scarlett gasped for air, crying out loud mid way. I'm supposed to be thrilled by the misery and pain of others, especially humans but seeing her this way doesn't excite me at all. It reminds me of a past I want to forget. I squat down to meet her gaze. Scarlet flinched when my hand leaned forward but that didn't stop me from wiping the tears I caused off her face. "I'm sorry." I murmur. Her sobs slid in my ears. "Scarlet-" I call when I perceive the blood oozing out of her neck. I can feel my thirst but it's not for her blood. It's for something else. My attraction and disgust is filled with the urge and desire to protect. I'm a ruthless vampire prince and shouldn't show mercy on humans, heck I'm meant to eat them, then why does my cold heart seem to beat only for her? Why do I have this urge? Veins pop out on my lower eyelids, I can feel my fangs grow out. Why do I have the urge to fuck the one person I hate the most in the world?

He's a demon. She's a campus student. Getting drunk in a club leads to a night in his hotel. What will befall young Odette when she realises that the man she slept with is not just any ordinary man but her professor. Wade is a demon summoned to earth to retrieve the moon stone. It's the only stone that can end his kind as well as strengthen his kind and that stone is somewhere in the campus. Maybe a myth but one worth finding. Plagued by the thought of the mystery woman he slept with who evaded his room at dawn before he awakened, Wade was on the verge of losing his mind when he realises she's his student. A student-professor relationship is prohibited but he can't help himself but be drawn to her. Now he wants to play. And he will do anything to get Odette in his bed again.

I want her. I thought, placing kisses all over her neck. I hate that I want her. Leila moaned, dipping her fingernails in my back. I raised her up by her ass and threw her on my bed. How did I even get to this? I asked myself, moving forward on my bed, trapping her small form between my duvet and my body. She stared at me. Those innocent deep blue eyes masked desire. How did I let myself fall this hard? Leila leaned forward, dipping her fingers through my hair. I felt her soft lips brush on mine. I can smell her and feel her blood pulsating in her veins. It's strange, I don't want to eat her, but I want to ruin her. Little by little. Inch by inch. Till I'm the only thing her little self desires more than anything in the world. She kissed me and I pushed my tongue in her mouth roughly, exploring her mouth. She squirmed. Each time I'm this close to being in her, my instincts tell me to prey on her. "Bite me Lucien." Leila begged, breaking out kiss. "I know you want to." I stared deep into her eyes, searching for hesitation. There was none. Growing my fangs out, I dug my teeth in her neck and sucked. Leila shut her eyes and squeezed my shoulders as I feared on her. My eye colour changed and I can feel my veins popping out. I fed my toxins into her veins then took my mouth off, after carefully licking her wound dry. "Are you sure you want this?" I asked, desperate for her touch. "I do." She said, spreading her legs apart while pushing her back to rest on my pillows. Something weird happened. Just as I was about taking my shirt off, my hands faced paralysis and it gradually evolved up to my shoulder. I shrieked, getting up and puked. Blood. Not just hers but mine as well. I stared at the ground as my blood evaporated weirdly. Shit! She's a werewolf. "What happened? Are you okay?" Leila asked, jumping up from her bed. She touched me and I brushed her hands off. How did I not know? How could I not smell it? Wolves scent can't be missed. I stared at her repulsed. This is bad. I love her so much but... werewolves and vampires can't be together. Especially not me. I'm the vampire prince and it's my duty to eliminate them. "Get out!" I screamed. My blood boiled and I can feel my blood lust. I don't want to hurt her. "Lucien-" She called. "I said GET OUT!" I yelled and she flinched. "And don't come back."

[ON HIATUS, DAILY UPDATES RESUME SOON. THANK YOU!] She’s the heir to the throne. One of the most powerful wielders of the ancient magic rumoured to be a curse. He’s an assassin. About to be crown queen and fulfil her prophecy, Athalia has to choose between love, destiny, her kingdom and her destructive mate bond. What will she choose? Who will she kill when the curse brews in her veins? “Die with me.” He ordered in a domineering tone that left me breathless. I saw myself falling out the window with my weight on his. It felt so real, it felt so true, like my heart was enchanted to please the very man that was meant to be my killer. **I gasped, waking up in the bed of my mate. My hybrid demon husband. He pulled my naked form to him and my heart melted, dancing with a chorus to his touch. As he pulled our bedspread slowly below my body, achingly revealing me to him, heat evoked my body and goose bumps erupted all over my skin. He kissed me. Moving the tip of his fingers down my body from my breast, caressing my stomach till his finger tips touched my-- I panted with each gentle stroke. It left me wanting yet confused. How can I be drawn to two people at the same time? I am a heiress. The heiress to the great Kingdom yet I can’t arrange my thoughts when it came to them. Not now. Not ever. I want to have them both and I know it is a sin but one I am willing to commit. Even if it kills me.

"You're mine Aurie. Every bit of you belongs to me." Alessandro said, holding a diamond chain flimsily on his index finger. My throat clenched as I watched him stroke the chain gently. It reminded me of something I desperately want to forget. When I let him touch me. He walked behind me in a domineering way that left me breathless and wore me the chain. I let his fingers caress my neck while I made eye contact with him in the mirror. "I don't belong to anyone." I argued despite knowing it's not true. He grinned and stood behind me, fisting my waist with his hands. "You do Aurie." Alessandro chuckled in my ears. I tilted my neck away with disgust as his lips trailed up my skin. That sent a shiver down my spine and I hate it. "Remember?" He asked, pointing at the table. "That was where I railed you as you signed the papers. Giving your life to me. I own you." I swallowed. From day one, Alessandro got me trapped without me realising it and now, I have no way to escape. He took advantage of me in the midst of my pleasure. "How do you call yourself a man when you prey on the weak?" "Oh my little muse, I enjoy it. Now, be good tonight, we have a dinner to attend." Alessandro walked toward the door. He stopped and glanced at me. "Don't bother try to run Aurie. Because I always know where to find you. Meet you in my limo." The door shut behind me. How did I let this happen? I was just trying to survive when everything crumbled. If only I didn't steal that file.... My fingers raided my hair. If he knows that I don't have it.... I'll be screwed. THIS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE BUT FOR RE-OCCURING CHARACTERS IN BOOK 1 & 2, I'LL ADVISE READING THE FIRST TWO BOOKS.

Somewhere in my memory, of a long time ago, I remember meeting a man I wanted to have. Wanted to claim. It's been seventeen years, and I still want him. I don't remember what he looks like, I don't remember his name, but I see him in my dreams.

For centuries, the existence of werewolves and magical creatures were discovered and humans learned to coexist with this new change without knowing the origin. Long ago, in a ball to celebrate peace between all tribes of beings, there was a betrayal. Ever since, humans and non humans have been at war and disagreement. In an attempt to put the magical beings to extinction, the moon created it’s heroes, passing it’s spirit down to generations who protected these non humans from the wrath of the humans. Dane Evans, decendant of the moon goddess possession and now the conqueror wanted to put an end to this tree and seeked immortality, in his attempt in this, he was caught between love, want and desire with the secret to the last piece discovered. Will he let his emotions get in the way of his plan? Find out in Jacqueline’s thrilling novel

A beast has been unleashed and that beast needs the sacrifice of blood to quench his thirst, but not just any sacrifice, it has to be a young girl...... A virgin. His lack of control lead the whole kingdom at penury and malfunction of the border between the magical world and the human world. Tora Madrigal, King of the underwater and next in line to the throne escapes during this malfunction causing drastic disasters on the other world, all for the fun, all for the gain and needed for his rebellion. His blissful attempt to counter his father's taming lead to the reveal of his hidden secret and all fell under the eyes of a human girl, one who he watched from his caged chambers. Will she survive being the sole focus of a God? Will his will to overpower the great Artiganda be changed to protect the girl from the other world? Find out in Jacqueline's thrilling novel, The God of the underwater.

The cold struck and he let the midnight breeze of the ocean slide freely through his skin. He wasn't supposed to be here, and even if, with clothes, but for some reason he wanted to be here, punish himself for his outburst in the exhibit on the valentine's day ball, he wanted to take his words back, wish he never said that to her. Arthur Pendragon, son of wealthy billionaire Stevenkings and owner of many estates was getting his mind crazy over one woman, the one he loved who couldn't love him back. He lead a mouthful of alcohol down his throat, his expensive champagne, just this time, without a glass, he wanted to get drunk. "Aren't you going to come in? it's cold out here, you could end up with a fever." Nikki Arpeneduer......