"The devil's nudes?!" Maris Caine is a counselor who has the ability to enchant anyone with her voice but what happens when she disrupts a ritual and runs away with the entity needed for it to be completed, leading to Azazel birthing a new demon that he sends after her–Vampire. Logan Wolfe is the Alpha of the Oberon kingdom who happens to save his mate from Azazel and swears to protect her but how is that possible when she is stubborn and blames it all on Logan? She finds out a secret about herself and wages war amongst five kingdoms.
It was a dark and chilly night in Sannaville and Maris was asleep, enjoying the cold breeze that caressed her skin from her wide open windows.
As if summoned by some unknown force, her eyes snapped open and she sat up like a dead man with red wavy hair falling down her back. Without blinking, she kicked off her blue Hermes duvet and got to her feet.
There the disembodied sound was, it sounded like chimes and many women moved on their own accord as if she had no control over them. Actually, she didn't because she was somewhat asleep.
"Into the forest... Into the forest." Soprano voices whispered in her head and she followed them to her wide open window.
Maris tried to move, but the window was in her way. She climbed up the window and the breeze blew her hair in different directions.
She jumped down barefooted, but couldn't feel anything because she was hypnotized by whatever had the voices in her head.
"Forest... Forest child..." Many voices chanted in her head, bewitching her even more.
She walked straight without moving a muscle in her face and got lost in the evergreen forest with tall scary trees. Birds flew from one tree to the other and the place was only illuminated by the ever shining full moon.
Maris walked deeper into the forest in her hello Kitty blue pajamas, numb to the sticks she had trampled on.
"To the left our child," A voice uttered and the other voices argued with her loud and angry.
"Not left, that'll be too long." A calm and quiet voice objected. "Right, child."
Maris took a step forward to the right, but got confused once again by the voices having an argument in her head.
"Fine!" A different voice yelled, a voice that sounded like that of a whistle. "She can take the right."
Maris took the right and stopped again when she had to wait for the voices to say left or right.
"Right." They sang in one tone.
Just as Maris was about to take the right, the smoke from a burning bush rode the air into her nose. She coughed and was suddenly distracted. With her nose high, she followed the smoke of the bush that was ablaze.
"No, you dumb child!" The voices chanted angrily. "Follow the right!"
Maris' subconscious state or should I say hypnotized state didn't heed to the warnings. She went deeper into forest, following the flames and howling of wolves.
The owls hooted and turned their heads in three sixty as she walked passed them. Their eyes opened and closed weirdly with more hooting.
"It's your fault, if you hadn't told the child to follow the right she wouldn't have perceived the smoke." A voice argued.
They continued with their arguments and insults until they had face palmed and agreed for fate to take it's cause.
Instantly, Maris' leg got stuck in a hole and she wiggled like a zombie, trying to free herself from the clutches of the hole-but it was an epic fail. The hole widened and sucked her in.
She rolled down the hole and banged her head on a tree with hard back.
"Ouch!" She winced, nursing her bruised head.
Maris peeled her eyes open and beheld a strange dark forest with trees unusually tall. She blinked owlishly and slapped her cheeks numerous times.
"Wake up, Maris." She slapped herself harder and it stung.
The moment she realized it was real, her heart skipped a beat and beads of sweat formed on her forehead, but was instantly dried off by the harsh wind. It huffed and puffed at her, dust making it's way into her eyes.
She rubbed her eyes with the back of her palm and blinked rapidly before getting to her feet. There was a bush ablaze and she followed the light.
Her eyes widened and her jaw slacked when she beheld the disturbing images of naked men. Quickly, she hid behind a tree and felt the pain of the thing she had trampled on.
Taking a peek from behind the tree, they stood in a circle and chanted all sort of things. There was something in their middle, but it was very hard to see. Was that a human on the floor?
Abruptly, a black hole opened and a very handsome man with a chiseled jaw jumped out of the hole. His chest was broad and his stomach, adorned with abs. His lips were full and pink and she resisted the urge to look below his waist.
"Ilam, illam, we use thee as the entity!" They all raised their hands to the sky.
Instantly, something evaporated from the ground in form of smoke and it was just above their heads.
"Sweet." Maris muttered, pulling out her phone and tapping on the camera icon.
She tapped on the middle button, trying to be quiet, but the loud sound and flashlight of her phone made her presence which was once oblivious, known to the men.
"Shit!" She cursed and dug her phone into her pajamas pocket.
Their heads snapped to her direction and she hid behind the tree.
"Who was that?" The man who jumped out of the hole asked, voice harsh and tight, but raspy and drip worthy. "Isn't this supposed to be a sacred place?"
"Who dares to enter the sacred forest of azelbub?!" Another man roared, voice sounding like thunder.
Hastily, Maris turned on her heels and pivoted from behind the tree. Heart threatening to burst out of her rib cage. Her grey eyes widened with a pulse that could be heard by the men. Just as she was running, the smoke rushed into her nostrils and she sneezed.
"I can smell it, it's a she!" A man thundered. "Get her!"
Maris ran with a thumping heart, she was dazed.
"Wake up if it's a dream." She cried, clueless about the routes she was taking.
Suddenly, something huge and hairy grabbed her from no where and shoved her into a tight space. This time, her heart had already leaped out of her throat.
Just when she was about to scream, the warm hands of a boy with hair as black as ebony clasped her mouth and held an index finger to his mouth.
"Ssh." He hushed her and she nodded, basking in the beauty of his piercing blue eyes.
The demon in him is evil and with time, he will be consumed entirely but he promised to get rid of himself before that happens. Alex Heartman is the most cold-hearted Alpha king in the entire wolf Kingdom despite the fact that he treats his wolf pack with fairness and justice. He prefers to use his brain rather than his emotions but when he gets trapped in an arranged marriage with the most unusual person he has ever met, he starts having doubts about his entire lifestyle. She is innocent and carefree, and cannot even think of hurting a fly. The arranged marriage was just to make the two packs allies and join hands in solving the mysterious case but as time goes on, she begins to feel like he means much more to her. Breaking through Alex’s concrete wall is not going to be easy, but Mia wants to make him human again… Will it be possible?
Growing up in a broken home and opposite a married couple who did nothing but fight, Diana Young swore off marriage and everything to do with it. People say that love ends when marriage starts and since marriage is love's destination, it was kind of ironic. But Diana believed it was all the bit true. Everyone's disappointed at the pot of gold that is not found at the end of the rainbow. Love was like that, she thought. A disappointment. Perhaps she just needed the right person to show her the real pot of gold. What is really found at the end of love, because maybe, just maybe, love doesn't end at all.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
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? . 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! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."