Hunter King, the king of the underworld, has been designed to drive any woman beyond seven sensations of pleasure. His body is carved to perfection. His biceps clench and flex, and his abs tighten with his every movement. He is powerful and elegant. He is drawn to danger and a determination to conquer. Raven is determined and ready to play at any man's level. She is King's rival which makes her forbidden. As the heir to the Sloane Family, she stands on the opposite of Hunter King. One night on a very chance encounter, Hunter's path crosses that of Raven. Immediately there are drawn, yet they do not know who the either one is to each other. Hunter sets on a ruthless path to make Raven his own, but he is yet to discover who she really is. Can this beauty fall for Hunter's advances? Will they be able to see past their differences and unite as one?
Tonight I am in the same place I find myself every night. A place between excitement and danger. Where you live on the edge of pleasure, of pure adrenaline that flows through your veins. I love every minute of the thrill. I did not get to be here by playing safe or obeying the rules that society sets.
Do I desire this lifestyle? Absolutely yes.
So I sit and stare over the masses of people filling every corner of the room. This is such a cliché, a man like me sitting in such a familiar place as this. Well, here is where I thrive; here is where I rule. But my power goes beyond these doors, far into the city and beyond the state.
Hunter King shall be a name that you say softly over your lips, for if I catch you not respecting one syllable that flows from your mouth, you shall find yourself at the bottom where daylight does not flow.
Tonight as with every other, I find myself surrounded by more women than I possibly feel comfortable with. Now there are the women you see at the club, and then you get the real women beyond these walls. The former has only one use, and that is one I frequent very often when I feel somewhat frustrated or nearly overstressed, which is practically the majority of times.
But the sad fact of the whole situation is that this bad boy shall not get a minute with one of those real women. It is not that I do not desire them; they do not show interest in someone who lives on the edge of danger, but most of all, a man covering his body in ink.
I am very frustrated as I find my way to wander through the masses; I believe that tonight it shall be that perky blonde that has had her eyes on me for the past several minutes. So with the utmost confidence, not that it is required, I make my way through the crowd. Then as I am just about to reach my destination, I feel someone walking smack bang into my sculpted chest.
The impact is so hard, the poor girl utter only but one word.
"Ouch."
A group of men forces themselves past us at the very moment, which causes her to push even harder into my body.
The scent of sweet vanilla and hints of honey attacks my senses. It knocks my breath away, and beyond my control, I press my head even closer to hers. Her scent is beyond intoxicating; I want more of her. And as I listen, I hear her soft rapid breaths singing like music in my ear. There are tingles of pleasure running down my spine, something beyond what I have ever experienced with a woman before.
I softly moan deep in my chest; this is something I want. I want this girl, not just now, but I can find myself getting lost in her over and over again. And my first instinct is to run my hands over her waist and resting them at the small of her back, but as I find my hands trail the way, her expose skin melts by only my touch. If I was not captivated before, then I truly am now.
But as soon as I rest my hand just above would possibly is the tightest ass I would ever feel in my life, then out of nowhere, the flat of her hand comes crashing into my cheek. And as she speaks, her angel voice peeks the very thing that had me coming down here in the first place.
"Let me go, you creep."
"Well, I have been called a few things, but I can honestly say that creep is not one of them."
Now what this girl does not know is that Hunter King does not let go so easily, so I pull her closer once again, and surprisingly she does not push me away from her.
"Please come sit with me?"
"What makes you think I want to?"
She waves her finger up and down my body, "What makes you think I want to come to sit with this?"
"I can see it in those deep blue eyes."
And just for a brief moment, my sugarcoated words bring a rosy color to those already burning cheeks. Then beyond what I can ever imagine, she pulls me closer to her once again. I feel seven sensations of pleasure as her long delicate fingers find their way underneath the buttons of my black designer shirt. She runs her nails over every inch of my rippled abs. That frustration has now hit an all-time high, and high is what I want to find myself in every corner of her body.
Then she softly whispers in my ear, "You have a better chance at kissing a frog."
I cannot help but chuckle at her; now there is the first of a string of problems; Hunter King does not chuckle. This girl has been in my presence for only a few minutes, and she has me to my knees.
I lean closer until my breath is lingering on the tips of her ear, "Consider yourself a frog then."
Well, if I thought she would slap me there and then, she turns her head to face me. Those deep cherry lips are so close to me that with only but one wink, I would claim those lips.
"Well, I am not your type of frog then."
Oh, she is my type of frog. She exquisite; she needs to understand that she has now unknowingly become everything I desire; she is mine; she belongs to Hunter King. If not tonight, then tomorrow or even after then, she shall come to sit with me.
"Then tomorrow, tomorrow, come swim in my pond; I promise you I shall act like a gentleman."
"Hunter King, a gentleman, that will be the day."
I get the biggest smirk on my face, she knows who I am, yet she has chosen to stay in my presence for more than five minutes. And the fact that she has not let go of my waist tells me that she also feels this heat between our bodies.
Then as she realizes that her body is still tightly pressed against mine, she slowly steps away. I immediately feel the void that she leaves behind.
She looks at me and studies me from tip to toe. Maybe a bit too long to make me feel comfortable.
"It was a pleasure walking into you. In any way, I must be off."
Her words are not even cold, and she is gone. I watch as she elegantly disappears off into the crowd. She knows that I am still staring, so she sways those hips, and god does she do it with a purpose; the only purpose is to create an even larger ache that won't be scratched tonight.
But this is not happening, she is not getting away so easily, so I push through into the direction she left. I catch a glimpse of her just as she exits. If I do not get to her now, she shall be gone to me forever. So as I step outside, I see her taking the corner to go into the alley behind the club.
What is such a beauty going into an alley for?
Well, I shall soon find out as I am starting to catch up to her, and once I have closed the gap, I call after her.
"You should not be walking the alleys; there are a lot of creeps that hang out here."
"The only creep is you."
"Now I thought I was a frog?"
"Whichever one, you still ugly."
"Can ugly then do this?"
I step one step closer to her and slowly drive that gorgeous body back into the wall. I pin her gently between my arms, not being able to keep the words at bay; I say what I have desired to say to her that very moment that she walked into my chest.
"You smell sweeter than honey; I bet you taste far better."
I run the edges of my lips softly against her cheek. I hear her breath hitch, and then she softly whimpers my name.
"Hunter."
I run my warm breath slowly over her soft cheek to her deep red velvety lips. They are but only an inch away from touching hers. Then with only one wink, they touch. I cannot help but close my eyes as my senses are filled with the taste of cotton candy.
I can feel her heart rate as it picks up a pace; I have her right where I want her to be. With the utmost confidence that I have her hooked, I step one step away from her body.
"Now, will you come to sit with me tomorrow?"
“Tell me one thing, Ava. Do you believe in fate?” “I believe people like you buy their happiness while people like me wait for fate to bring us happiness.” Trayton DeCarlo is the town's most sought-after playboy that is set to break your heart the minute you find yourself on his side. He does not play by the rules; his game is the only one that you shall play. But he does not hold a normal job; he is the best in the business, the best sniper if you are seeking one. In enters Ava Brown, a girl that has had to settle for the less finer things in life. Her path crosses with Trayton one night at a club that they frequent. She captivates him from the first moment he sets his eyes on her. She is unlike any of the girls that he keeps company with. But there is more to what the eye sees; Ava is hiding a secret that will destroy her if it should ever come to the surface. Trayton cannot let this go; he hunts down who she really is, and as feared, her past comes back to haunt her. What will Trayton do to save her from this horror? Will he be able to prove himself to her?
Damon Chase, CEO of Chase Enterprises and a typical bad boy is challenged to find a girl to fall in love with him. He only has a month to find this girl or he will lose the bet. Skye Davis becomes Damon's victim, she is stubborn and not easily taken by Damon's advances. Damon is determined to win this bet and will place a bet on a bet in order to do so. What Damon does not know is that Skye has her own little secret and he is in for more than he bargained for. Will Damon get what he wants, or will he become the victim? Will Damon learn that if you bet on love, then you gamble with your heart?
Xavien Caruso has been designed to drive any woman beyond seven sensations of pleasure. He is powerful and elegant. He is drawn to danger and will dangle his fingers in everything that is forbidden. This billionaire bad boy might have you on his speed dial, but you will never capture his heart. Mekayla Winters is determined and ready to be successful in a man’s world. There is a mystery behind this girl that every man desires. Immune to Xavien’s advances, she presents something he wishes to conquer. Xavien makes Mekayla an offer she simply cannot refuse. She has thirty days to make him fall in love with her, yet he is ruthless and will do whatever he can to ensure that this does not happen, losing is simply not an option. Can this beauty bring this bad boy to his knees?
Lexi Rose is a girl that left home at a very tender age with the aspirations to make it big in the City. She desired all the things, the love, and the fulfillment that she lacked as a child. With a family that has shunned her, she navigates her way through life, looking for that one thing she lacks…the perfect man on her side. Lucas Lucero is a ruthless Mafia Boss designed to drive any woman to the heights of seven sensations of pleasure. With abs that flex as he moves, he is elegant yet the most powerful man in the state. With a rather bad reputation on his side, he will break your heart if you ever find yourself on his side. But Lucas dangles his finger in everything that brings danger and is for certain forbidden. Yet, his paths cross with Lexi, and from the minute they make eye contact, he is captivated. Though Lexi is different from most of the girls he is used to occupying himself with. She is Bipolar, which makes her life wild and unpredictable, and practically uncontrollable most of the time. Yet, Lucas has the determination to tame her and let her take her rightful place by his side. Will Lucas and Lexi be able to survive a relationship that will be nothing but a rollercoaster ride? Can he understand the woman behind the disease and love her for who she is deep in her heart?
Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the façade that he brings. Jenna Davis, a girl that decides to leave her husband at the altar, runs away to the small little town where Tyler lives. She gets stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. Tyler is the one that finds the poor damsel on the side of the road. Even though he finds her situation amusing, he is immediately captivated by her. She pushes him to his limits and brings the danger that he craves, that he desires. The two soon send off on a whirlwind relationship, but there is one thing that Tyler refuses to give…his heart. Will Jenna ultimately win his heart? And if she does, will she leave Tyler at the altar too?
"Who are you, Sebastian?" "I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?" As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?" "The only thing I'm sure of is the way you are making me feel." Unable to contain myself, I pull her into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated. For the first time in over two hundred years, I am kissing a mortal woman. I can feel the hunger grow inside me, the pleasure building towards a peak. I pull her even tighter into my body. I can smell her arousal, and it only fuels me. The kiss is getting deeper and deeper with every breath that we take. "What are we doing, Sebastian?" "Anastasia, let me show you.” Vampire Master, Sebastian Belmont, has been carved to perfection for over two hundred years. Drawn to danger, he dangles his fingers in all that is supernatural and has great power beyond compare. Ruthless, yet charming, he rules his empire with an iron fist. With a line of scorned ex-lovers left behind, this charming Vampire is set to cross paths with Anastasia Santi. Anastasia Santi is a young girl that has great aspirations and desires all the things, the love, and the fulfillment that she dreamed of as a child. She is strong-willed and always finds herself in some sort of trouble she needs saving from. Though one fateful night, Sebastian crosses the line and sets his life in a new direction. A destiny toward a great legacy and to all things that goes bump in the night. But the ultimate sacrifice lies at the end… Will Sebastian give up the one thing that he values the most…his immortality…
Despite being an illegitimate daughter, Lena bore a striking resemblance to the young lady of the Evans family. Faced with their threats, she was forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry Dylan. As an act of defiance, Lena seduced Dylan night after night, until she had him completely wrapped around her finger. Using his affections to her advantage, she set out to undermine the Evans family. Over time, Dylan began to notice something odd about his beloved wife...
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."