"Okay. First, I'm a werewolf." His beautiful cobalt blue eyes poured into my soul, making me feel refreshed and lustful.
My jaw dropped. Of course he is. He's too damn gorgeous to be human.
"Second, you’re my mate. A 'mate' is basically like a soulmate. Someone you are destined to spend the rest of your life with." He stroked my hair, his longing gaze meeting my curiousity.
"When I bumped into you at that wedding store, my whole body went ablaze. Your scent filled my nostrils, making my inn...

He’s holding me, cradling me in his arms like something precious. His grip is firm, possessive, and in that moment, I’m not sure if I should feel terrified or… something else entirely. My heart races, and I hate that I like the way his hands feel on me. I hate that the warmth of his chest against my side makes me feel safe. I hate all of it. I open my eyes, just a sliver, enough to see his profile—his jaw clenched, his eyes focused on the road. He turns his head, and I shut my eyes again, heart ...

"Why do you run away from me?"
"Why this obsession with me?"
His fingers continue caressing my skin, sending shivers down my spine, "Do you think it's just an obsession? What I feel for you goes beyond that-I would even kill anyone who looks at you."
In a city steeped in the shadow of crime, Don Morgan emerges as a ruthless Mafioso, accustomed to bending everyone to his whims. But when his eyes meet those of Laura, a woman of magnetic beauty and unwavering determination, everything chang...