Liscine

"I don't care for you. I don't care about you at all," I denied him, yanking my wrist from his hold. "You're nothing to me. Absolutely nothing." "So you're telling me if I were to leave right now. Walk out the door downstairs and never come back you wouldn't care." My chest tightened at just the thought of it. But I ignored that response and shrugged his voice of possibility off. "You can walk out right now if you want to. I'll be better off anyway." - Werewolves were going extinct at the hands of humankind. They were being hunted, captured, killed, and studied. They had no chance of effectively defending themselves against the advanced ministrations they were continuously becoming victim to. In this time, they have continued to live in disguise in hopes that they are not caught and executed. With the extensive knowledge the humans have gained on their existence the task has become incredibly difficult. Cyra, a member of pack Agwang, is one of the remaining werewolves. Becoming an orphan at age 8 she is used to being alone and only having herself to depend on. While sitting through a lecture she is alerted that her pack is being attacked by hunters. Without a pack and not yet having found her mate she is alone once again and left with only two options. She can either run and continue to survive the way she had been doing for 18 years or, fight back against a population that as a whole is opposed to her existence and determined to end it. It was a fight she thought she would be doing alone but Fate had other plans. After all, one can't battle the world on their own and except victory. This simple fact was unknown to Cyra but in time she would soon learn of it.*Mature Themes such as Violence and Sex*…

Liscine

Blaze. I'm sorry. Alonza, was just starting to get accustomed to her new life in the big city called Seattle. She was almost done with her therapy. It was her last year of college. Plus, she was finally getting the hang of her job. Being a personal assistant for one of the most powerful men in Washington was anything but easy. Especially since she desperately wanted him to bend her over his desk whenever he said her name. Alonza was living, she was a changed woman. She was older and better, matured. But it all had to get messed up because Alonza just couldn't have anything her way. Her past had come to give her an unexpected visit. Alonza was going to get royally fucked by a past that was once long forgotten. Literally.Cover by @eveninglatte…

Liscine

Blaze; the boyish but seductive daughter of Reese and Francisco Capone. She was a partyer, and not only did she love to party on the floor but she always loved it in bed, and she also would love to punch Jay Brenalds in the face. The only reason why she knew him and had to be in his presence almost every day was because he and her older brother, Mayne, had been best friends since they were infants. The man truly annoyed her, and it didn't help that he was two years older than her so he felt he had some type of 'authority'. Even though he was 21 and she was only 19 she could still put him in the hospital. But it was fine; she had Brooke, his cousin and her best friend, to help keep him in check. Jay was an only child; his make believe brother just happened to be his best friend, Mayne. The two were like two peas in a pod, inseparable, especially during a mission. Jay's Dad worked for Mayne's parent's organization as a tracker often and that allowed him and Mayne to work as assassins. They helped kill the worst of the criminals for the government and got paid for it. It was easy money. Blaze was completely content with being oblivious of their double life but of course she just had to get thrown in it. All she wanted to do was get some fried chicken from Mr. Brenalds; instead she ends up seeing Mayne slit someone's neck while Jay snapped another's. If that doesn't make you lose your appetite...~ "Jay, if you touch my fucking boob I will cut your hand off." I threatened, staring at the body part with a very life-threatening glare. Jay thought over it for a minute, his eyes moving from his hand to my breasts multiple times. His hand then moved forward and grabbed my boob. I stared up at him in shock, and my anger was just rising as time went by. I was going to kill him. "That is why I was born with two, Blaze."Cover by @Eveninglatte…

Liscine

Blake and Ray are two different people. Blake is the innocent good girl while Ray is the deadly quiet Bad Boy. The only ties they have together is their best friends who happen to be dating eachother. And Blakes best friend just happens to be her twin sister, Tessa. Tessa is a bad girl, she does what she wants and she doesn't care if she gets away with it or not. What happens when Tessa tries to bring innocent twin sister into her world of gangs, sex, drugs, and violence...what happens when Ray helps lure her in. ~Soon Ray began to skim his lips across the curve of my neck, the way he seems to like, his arms uncrossed and his hands moved down to grip my waist. "When you do that," I let out, my voice unusually husky, "I feel weird.""Weird?" He asked before pressing a soft kiss to the juncture. I nodded my head and gripped his shoulders firmly."Yeah, I feel all tingly, there's this knot on my stomach that comes when you're doing stuff like this, and when you took you're clothes off last night." Ray chuckled, placing another kiss on my skin, this time on my jaw."You're feeling horny Blakey." Ray finally said after awhile of him just nipping at my skin, which felt wonderful by the way."Horny," I asked, shocked. "You mean, sexually aroused?" I asked again, still in surprise. I can't believe this whole time I was aroused, and aroused sexually at the most."Yes, Babe, you're sexually aroused. That's one sign that you might like a person, one of the first."Highest Rank: #1 Teen Fiction #6 in RomanceTHIS BOOK IS AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE AS AN EBOOK OR PAPERBACK ON AMAZON AND KINDLE.Cover by @Eveninglatte…