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"Do not run, my female. Face my fire. I promise it won't burn you but bring pleasure of... all kinds." He whispers hoarsely his pink tongue sensually caressing his moist plump lower lip, he is hungry for my flesh for my body. "Please let me go." I plead with him a faint whine leaving my lips. He shakes his head in denial a wicked devil's grin on his face. "If you run, I will take it that you want me to hunt you. If I find you after, I will gobble you up." He speaks with a deep aroused growl his eyes keenly studying my ample heaving breasts and my exposed trembling thighs. "Have mercy." I whimper knowing I will be mercilessly eaten by him. "Come here, mate." His tone is innocent as if he promises he wouldn't do anything to me. But I recognise the beast that lurks beneath in disguise just waiting to pounce on his prey and devour it. Deimos opens his arms wide taking a big step forward to capture me and that is all it takes for me to ignore his sinful warning and run. ~~~ Being born an Alpha female came with its own struggles but being mated to a God, the Alpha of Alphas tore me apart to pieces and shoved me into a neverending cycle of pain, betrayal and heartbreak. He wouldn't love me for his soul held a coldness that no heat could melt, his heart unfeeling and empty. He did not understand the true meaning of love or mates and he ruthlessly shattered me with his heartless words and actions yet the cruel beast never let me go for I belonged to him and him alone till death parted us and he made sure I understood that.

Hades was well-cast to rule over the land of the dead. But what if Hades, the fearsome monarch of the Underworld was, in fact, a goddess? Everyone called her, 'Lord of the Dead' out of mockery since she prefers the company of women. She was considered an isolated and violent immortal, who loathed change and was easily given to a slow black rage like no others. But then everything changed when the dark goddess met the daughter of Demeter, Persephone. Now the tale of Hades and Persephone will be retold with a sprinkle of twists and turns.

I was Apollo’s most devoted follower, the lover he handpicked from a sea of worshippers. With me, he’d always shed his divine arrogance. He was so tender, so attentive. I actually thought he loved me to the bone. Until seven days before our Consort Ceremony, when I used my gift of prophecy to peek into our future together. I expected to see a lifetime of blinding love. Instead, I saw him violently tangled in the sheets with my adopted sister, Cassandra. Wrapped around him, Cassandra giggled. "You're so good to me, my Lord. Thanks to you, I'll finally get my sister's Sight and take her place as High Priestess." And Apollo—my god, my lover—smiled down at her with pure adoration. "Whatever makes you happy, little bird. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have played pretend for this long, let alone allow her to become a god's consort." In that split second, my heart turned to ash. My faith shattered into a million pieces. With seven days left until the ceremony, I didn't confront them. Instead, I fell to my knees before the altar of Hades, Lord of the Underworld. "I offer you my gift of prophecy. I will be your most loyal follower in exchange for your sanctuary." "Please. Take me away from here. Take me somewhere Apollo can never find me."

Gaia the daughter of Fenrir. The Goddess Of Hell and the Harbinger Of Death. Never wanted a mate, so she blocked the mate bond when she was a child. Gaia wants to live her life and do what she wants when she wants, even indulging in the seven deadly sins, her favourite one being lust. However, Selene the Moon Goddess and her aunt has other plans. She gives Gaia four Alpha mates. Will she agree and succumb to the mate bond? Or will she reject them? Will the bond be plain sailing or a complete disaster filled with betrayal for her past sins? Will her mates show her what it is to be loved and that not all mates are bad? Or will the little hellion lose everything in her quest to be rid of the mate bond? Her mates and life included? Only the Gods know.

They ran away and lived in human world, she transform herself into a human being not minding the consequence of everything. She revolve her world to him. She devote her whole self to him. One day, she want to surprise his husband, but she got surprised on what she just witnessed. She want to surprise him of the little god on her tummy but she was beyond surprise when she witnessed that his husband was holding a baby, the princess baby, a son of the princess and his husband, a fruit of their affair and trecherous deed to a goddess. Their giggling while staring their son while she's dying because of pain. Unexplainable pain. A gods and goddess suddenly appeared everywhere. A knight of my twin brother, apollo. He witness everything. He's fuming mad and want to kill him, but he got killed by him. I want to kill her but he killed me and my little god to save the princess and their prince. Unbearable pain, unbearable anger, unbearable curses and unbearable thoughts. She called and ask for help to the goddess of moon, selene and the goddess of rebirth, azraelle. She swore at the light of the crescent blue moon that they will be reborn again with her and she will make them pay. She passed out before she could finish her curse. In another side of the world someone was born, a child was born. A curse child.

2nd book in 'The Alpha's Hated Mate series' Anastasia Miracle is a new student at Rogue Community College. She has simple rules: study hard and stay away from trouble. But her plan crumbles when she locks eyes with Zeus Matthieu Valerious. One heated glance from the cold, enigmatic professor stirs something deep within her. However, the moment he opens his mouth, Anastasia realizes he is someone she should never cross paths with. As enemies turn up, and deadly secrets unveil, Anastasia is pulled into a world she only knew existed in fiction. Now Zeus has to decide whether to keep hating his little mate or let her into his realm of darkness. But, one thing is clear. There's no escaping fate.