"Scarlett!" I heard him call out to me but I didn't look back, running as fast as I could. When I didn't hear him behind me, I quickly glanced back to see he was nowhere to be seen and then I bumped into a hard chest, stumbling backwards. There he was, standing in front of me, his eyes gold. I gasped at his speed, I couldn't begin to comprehend how he reached there this quickly. "Scarlett, just stop fighting. Either you come with me willingly or I make you. You can't escape me, not now, not ever." He said firmly, and with such determination that it made me gulp and my hands and feet quivered. Even his voice sounded deeper than usual. He started walking towards me, and I slowly backed away, just shaking my head. - - - - Scarlett Chanel moves to the city of Beckley, in order to attend her new high school Beckley High. As hard as it was for her to leave her family, friends and boyfriend behind, even harder would be to settle in a new school where everyone would lable her the 'new girl'. But what happens when things go exactly the opposite to how she had planned? What happens if a short tempered, good-looking guy who everyone in school is afraid of sets his eyes on her? And why does he look at her as if she is his world? Scarlett is yet to find out. - - - - A tale like no other, a roller-coaster ride of twists and turns; love, happiness, heart-break, fury, and mos of all, Fate. - - - - PG - 13 Uses Mature Language - - - -
"Stay away from me!" Freya screamed, completely out of her mind. She felt like she would die, her breath becoming heavier and heavier. Flashbacks consumed her, and Zavian was no longer Zavian to her, it was Damien. "Freya, calm down!" Zavian yelled back, pinning her against the elevator wall. "Help!" Freya screamed at the top of her voice, gasping for air. She punched Zavian across the face, but it didn't affect him. "Stay away from me Damien!" She screamed, as she kept fighting him. "It's me, Freya, listen to me. It's Zavian. I'm not Damien," Zavian told her repeatedly, but she kept pushing him away. Zavian felt the elevator stop with a jerk, and he looked at what what floor it was, but he froze when he realized that it had stuck. The lights started to flicker, and Freya panicked further, her screams getting louder, her struggles getting harder. He tried to talk to her, but she wasn't listening. It was as if she wasn't in the same place anymore. "Don't touch me Damien!" She cried, gasping for air. Zavian had no option but to catch hold of both her wrists, and he pinned them behind her back. Freya kept struggling, pushing him away, and sobbing, and Zavian could see her condition deteriorating. He knew he had to find a way to calm her down. "Freya, hey, look at me," he whispered to her, but her eyes remained shut as she kept screaming. "Freya," he tried again, now using only one of his hands to pin her wrists behind her back. He used his free hand to cup her cheek. "Freya. Open your eyes!" He yelled at her, and she froze. Still crying, she opened her eyes, but the only one she saw was Damien. "Freya, look at me. It's Zavian, I'm not Damien. It's Zavian, Cinderella. It's me. Zavian." He kept repeating, and he found her becoming slightly calm. He let go of her wrists, and pulled her to himself, wrapping his arms around her securely. "Shhh. You're safe, with me. You're safe." --- Freya Osbourne - a quiet, human girl, working at a cosy cafe. She is new in town, with only one motive in her mind: leave her dark, abhorrent past behind, and start a new life - away from all trouble, and all evil. What happened to her has battered her faith in humanity, and haunted her to dread the opposite gender to a point, where she cannot even find it in her to make eye contact with any man. Zavian Hayder - an Arabic fighter, perhaps the toughest warrior of his pack. A pitch black werewolf with glittering gray eyes and a mysterious, yet charming personality. No one was ever good enough to catch his attention, yet a new, quiet girl in his town seems to be driving him crazy, even while refusing to glance at him. He is adamant on knowing what made her this way, and she is adamant on staying away from him. A rollercoaster romance, filled with ups and downs. Add a splash of fate and magic, and you have the story of Zavian, and Freya, His Scarred Mate. Warning - Includes sexual abuse, suicide attempts, violence. Could trigger some readers.
"Anything?" He smirked, raising one eyebrow. I swear he would've looked sexy if he would not have been so damn intimidating at that moment. "Yes," I stated, without thinking. "Then kiss me," he said with a smirk as if it was nothing. I was shocked, my eyes widened and my mouth gaped as I stared at him in disbelief and terror. I gulped and looked at his lips, the thought of kissing him made me blush even though I was so scared right now. "What do you m-mean?" I tried to say confidently, but stuttered at the end. Instead of replying, he started leaning in. I put my hands forward in an attempt to push him away, but he held my hands above my head in one of his. I was completely helpless. There was nothing I could do except for praying. He kept on leaning in and I closed my eyes shut and turned my face to the side. ****** Evangeline Walker, your typical sweet, cute and cheerful good girl is kidnapped by Lars Knight, your typical hot, sexy, and irresistible bad boy while she was on her way back to her house from a party. Will Evangeline detest Lars, or will she, unable to resist his charms, end up falling for him? Will she ever be able to escape and go back to her beloved friends and family? And what is the badboy's motive behind kidnapping a sweet, simple girl? Read to find out!
Damien glared at Walter with gleaming eyes, while placing a firm hand on Kiara's waist. He pulled her to himself, making her gasp as she placed her hands on his chest. "What are you-" Kiara tried, but Damien interrupted her again. "I told you not to interfere," he repeated. "What are you doing? Let her go," Walter said, frowning. "I'm her date, not you." "Not anymore." Damien shifted his gaze to Kiara now, and his eyes softened, the glow abating. Without warning, he cupped her cheek with his free hand, and leaned in, pressing his lips against hers. Kiara's eyes widened in shock, and her body froze in position, not knowing how to react. Her sweet scent took over his senses, and he pulled her tighter against himself, relishing in the touch. - - - - Hayes Adler belongs to the Blue Timbers, a pack strict in their principles. His routine is monotonous - hunt, fight, and sleep with random pack members, wondering when his mate will show up and change his life. He is completely ordinary, or so everyone believes, his dark impulses a secret to the rest of the world: to everyone, except his parents, who he loves more than he lets on. However, when his father commits a grave sin, and his only punishment is by death, Hayes is suddenly turned into a rogue wolf, kicked out of his pack, and humiliated. Left in the world of darkness, alone and cold, he vows revenge on the leaders of his pack, promising to destroy them, no matter what it takes. Add a splash of romance, action, and a lot of darkness, and you have the story of how Hayes Adler, a stigmatized werewolf, became known as Damien - the 'Dark Alpha' who is feared by the whole world.
Stand-alone. Blurb: "You'd touch me without my permission?" Monica retorted. "According to you, I already did, didn't I? Last night?" Tyson leaned in slightly closer to her. "That's not the kind of touch I'm talking about," Monica replied, feeling her heart race slightly. She could hear his beating faster too, and as he leaned in even closer to her, her eyes flickered to his lips. Feeling the sexual tension rising, she stepped back instinctively, but he stepped forwards. "Then what kind of touch are you talking about?" He whispered huskily, his breath fanning against her lips. She felt heat pool up inside her core, and she blinked, as she noticed his eyes start to change their color, proving he was horny as well. She stepped back again, but he was quick to close the space again. "Yo-you know what I mean," she said softly, unable to tear away her gaze from his. "No I don't," Tyson teased. "Please elaborate." He bit his lip, glancing down at her lips. Tyson leaned in further, and Monica tried to back away again, but the back of her knees hit the bed. She gasped as she fell backwards onto the mattress, instinctively grabbing onto his shirt, pulling him along. He fell on top of her, his lips crashing against hers. Both their eyes widened in shock, as they pulled away slightly, fierce electricity fizzing through their skins. Their heavy breaths mingled together, as Tyson's fingers brushed against her waist, her top slipping up slightly. Every part of them wanted to be close to each other, and they found themselves obliging. - - - - Monica King - a pregnant, rogue werewolf, who has dodged death multiple times by mere luck. After being saved by a mysterious stranger, she finally ends up into the arms of the one who is supposed to love and protect her, her mate - Tyson Ryder. Tyson Ryder - a short-tempered, Beta werewolf, who doesn't believe in the mate bond. Being irrevocably in love with a human girl, he believes she's the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with. But his Alpha isn't entirely happy with the situation, as Tyson's temper and lack of control is starting to create problems. So what happens, when he finds a n***d girl in the middle of the town square, and she makes him feel everything he didn't believe existed? Moreover, his pack loves her, noticing a clear change in his behavior. As he stubbornly refuses to accept her, they have no option but to fake a relationship before his pack, as Monica has nowhere else to go, and he is in the position of losing his rank. The question is: how long can they keep the act up, especially when Tyson's girlfriend starts to notice their undeniable chemistry? Do they end up separated, or does the fake relationship spark real feelings? Can two people, created solely for one another, stay apart whilst sharing a single room? A tale of Fantasy, Romance, and Destiny. - - - -
"Ace..." I whispered, feeling my breath hitch, as goosebumps covered my skin. "Hmm," he replied, burying his face into the crook of my neck, as he took a deep breath. He sighed in content, his hands moving up and down my waist, as I closed my eyes shut. "Someone... Someone will see us," I managed to squeak out, trying to push at his hands. He took my wrists and pinned them to the wall on either side of me, leaving me helpless. "And?" He asked, pulling away to look me in the eye. I bit my lip, being able to hear my own heart beat and feeling his hot breath against my lips. "We'll get expelled," I replied, even as he made it incredibly hard for me to speak. His eyes flickered to my lips momentarily, before he gave me a small smile. "No one is expelling us, Ava. And when I'm this close to you," he whispered, leaning in even closer, making me purse my lips, "getting expelled should be the least of your worries." "What do you want?" I asked, frowning at him. I would be lying if I said I was not slightly excited by our position. But I'd also be lying if I said I was not afraid of what would happen next. "You, obviously," he replied, nudging his nose against mine. "This is to remind you who you belong to, Ava. Don't forget that for even a second. I don't like it when that jerk touches you," he said through a clenched jaw. "You're being irrational, Ace. What are you planning to do to me?" I asked, rolling my eyes. "You sure you wanna know?" His voice was dangerously low, making me suck in a breath. He let go of one of my hands, and cupped my cheek, his fingers slowly caressing my skin. "Ye-yes." "Okay then. Don't blame me for what's about to happen." - - - - After losing her family in an accident, Ava Clayton shifts to Hillcrest, to start a new life. New town, new school, new friends. Everything would become normal. Or so she hoped. The very first day, she catches the eye of the bullies of Hillcrest High School, who call themselves the 'Wolves'. When they decide to make Ava their new target, she realizes why it was so important to steer clear of them. So what happens when Ava not only challenges their authority, but also ends up slapping the leader of their group - the sexy bad boy every girl in Hillcrest High dreams of dating? Of course, Ace Argent wants revenge, and he decides the best way to get it is by shifting to her dorm room, as her new roommate, and make her life hell. Little does he know, the fragile girl is much more stubborn than he thought. When secrets are uncovered, and pasts catch up, Ava realizes the impossible: the bad boy has a heart, and she has unknowingly, stolen it. But his love comes with a price. Ace Argent is possessive. And she is his new belonging. When the Devil falls for the Angel, what could possibly go wrong? - - - A slow-burn romance, with goofy fights, steamy moments, and a whole lot of drama. Book 1 of the Devil & Angel series. Stand-alone novel.
When Ashley Parker comes across a mysterious man, she can't help but be curious. Trying to know more about him, she gets pulled through an inter-dimensional portal, that lands her into a world of magic, dragons, witches, and above all... Danger. The people there consider her a Goddess with magical powers, but when they realize how ordinary she is, they assign her a different task. To seduce a cold-hearted, evil, Dragon Prince, and uncover the location of a magical flower. Not only does she have to survive in a world completely unknown to her, she also needs to learn their ways, and she needs to learn them quickly. Because a War is brewing, and whether she likes it or not, she may be at the centre of it. When Liana Parker's sister disappears into an alley one day, she vows to bring her back, no matter what she has to do. It ends her in bed with a demon, the only one who promised to send her where her sister is, in return of sleeping with him. When she wakes up in a world of magic, she finds her sister too deeply involved in a mess she can't get out of. On top of that, she realizes she is pregnant, with the baby of the demon she slept with. Now the sisters have to work together and find a way out, before the people in this world decide to keep them there. Struggling with an alternate identity, Liana has to make sure no one finds out about it, or the burden of a huge responsibility could fall upon her shoulders. When the stakes get high, and a secret is uncovered, the sisters may never see each other the way they used to. One of them is indeed the Goddess the residents of Lyrous were waiting for: the Daughter of Light. Will they ever be able to return to their normal lives, or will they be stuck in Lyrous forever? There is only one way to find out. - - - - Blurb inside.