Incubus ● A male demon believed to have sexual intercourse with women.

Any other man I wouldn't be afraid of but Lycan Leader Malcolm's body extrude a kind of confidence and primal power that even I can't ignore. --- Running from a psychotic ex and charging straight into a familiar Scottish Lycan Leader's territory. Head strong lone lycan Isabella Carson was about to re-encounter a predator that had set her heart and soul on fire before. Captured and imprisoned by the Scottish lycan leader named Malcolm, she knew in order to be able to survive and escape was to make the leader trust her. Only thing is, she was the one that broken his heart many years ago. Malcolm McLean was over a hundred years old. A lycan that lived that long knew too much, seen too much, and fought too long. Malcom lived his life by one rule; do not let anyone near enough to touch him. His heart taken and stash away in a dark place to prevent any emotions to cloud his decisions. He set in preparation to kill whoever dared to challenge his position. Upon receiving a warning from his post guards that someone had entered his territory, Malcom was more than ready to end the imbecile's life. Malcolm was beyond shocked when the imbecile he was ready to end, was a tiny blond woman half his size who was the culprit that appeared on the edge of his territory. To shake his world up more, she was the one who made him the man he was today. Bounded together by fate, Malcolm and Isabella will learn that fighting alone won't always bring you out alive.

"NO!" I pull at his hand, trying to restrain it from hitting the glass. He can't break it! "Please, don't!" I cry out, only to be thrown across the room, my body colliding with the wall. My only way home, my only chance to see the world I love and know. And just like that, his fist collides with the mirror, the glass shattering to the ground as I scream. Tears begin to fall as I scream at him, watching as he approaches me like a predator, his hands bloody, his eyes turning black. I'm trapped here, forever. And he couldn't be more happy.

Book 1 in the Matched for Life Series (There are two versions of this story. The First one isn't complete and the 2nd one I'm currently writing and posting on ream) In the year 4028, the person you spent your life with was born especially for you. It wasn't by fate or a higher being. No, by the year 3073, our genetic bindings were developed in a lab for one purpose and one purpose only... A perfect breeding match. Chrissy Smith enjoyed her freedoms. Before you are born your DNA is made perfectly to suit your Match or what we humans call them...alien spouse. We know not a single detail about or Match. That is until your 21st birthday. One whole month before you're to wed and start breeding. By law, you have to accept your match. Chrissy soon learns that everything she thought to be true is a lie and the world around her is more magical and mysterious than any simple human or pet could have ever imagined. ****This is a sample.

Aurelia, a Noble Roman woman, had heard of the savage British tribes, their mystic Celtic ways, and the battles the Roman army was fighting against them on their shores. The battles her soon-to-be Husband, Quintus Acquilla, was fighting in the name of the Eagle. But she could not have predicted that, when she crossed the ocean to be with him and fulfil the marriage contract between their families, she would be captured by a Barbarian War Lord and made to be his War Prize...

"You don't want a mate and neither do I. So for the sake of our wolves, let's just complete the mating process and part away like... friends?" Quillon said and I stared at him in disbelief. Isn't he supposed to be my 'Soul mate?' And is this what soul mates say? "Friends?" I said grinding my teeth together. "You make this outrageous proposal and expect me to be friends with you?" I questioned incredulously. "Right now, I feel so friendly towards you that if you drop dead, then I would dance on your corpse." "Fine" he shrugged. "Your loss." "Oh don't worry! I can find someone way better than you" I launched furiously. Quillon might be good-looking but he is also a major A-hole! "Think it's that easy, Darya?" he queried cocking one perfect brow and I glared at him. "Let me see you try." **** Darya Kenrick, an Alpha's sister, has been playing Russian roulette with her life ever since she shifted for the first time. Having an exceptional gift of manipulating all the five elements, she is a prime target of a cannibalistic werewolf. Quillon Sanders, Alpha of Serene Pack, is hunting for two wolves. A she-wolf, who had dared to send him an outrageous gift and a savage wolf, who goes about killing anyone who comes in his way. When his search comes to an end, he discovers that the she-wolf is his mate and the savage wolf, is planning to kill her. To kill their mutual enemy, Darya and Quillon must keep their personal differences aside and join forces. But are they both capable of killing the monster, who can hypnotize any wolf he wants? Are Darya's gift's powerful enough to protect Quillon and her from this callous creature? Can this creature kill Darya, especially when he knows that Quillon is stronger and shrewder than any wolf he has met? NOTE: This is the third book in the H&hP series. To understand this story better, I suggest you to read the first two books.

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil. He is the definition of Danger. He is the Darkness itself. A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married. But married to whom? *** Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King's many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil's Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil's Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom. Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she's getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil. *Mature content.

COMPLETED. R-RATED MATURE CONTENT. STEAMY. "I'm your property now, aren't I?" I let out in a hiss. I didn't know where that defiance had suddenly come from, but I relished in the feeling. And the narrowing of his blazing eyes and the slight twitch of his lips gave me the answer that I needed. "Welcome to the mafia, signorina." - Lies. Lust. Deception. In the somber world of 1924's Italian mafia, only the strongest can survive. Beneath the upbeat glamor of the Roaring Twenties in New York City, with its glittery feathers and blood-red lips and fancy cocktails, there lies a twisted world that the ritzy population knows nothing about. Suddenly, poverty-ridden Antonia is thrown into the turbulent reality of violence and deception that lies within one of the most feared mafia families on the East Coast: the Berettis. And what's worse is the sudden take of interest in her of every member in that damned family. Including that of the revered and dangerous Marco Beretti, son of the Don. But then, Antonia realizes that her part in this mafia is much, much bigger than she'd ever expected. And it may just cost her her life. - THIS STORY IS RATED MATURE. Pictures used for the cover are not mine. Copyright. All Rights Reserved - Sophia Kjeldbjerg 2017