N Isabelle Blanco

"They sent you here to kill me, but that's not what you're here to do. You're here to own me . . ." I let my blood hit that contract-thought it was a joke. Later, I convinced myself it was a hallucination. Truth is, I sold my soul. "I awoke surrounded by death. It wasn't long until I realized it'd all been by my hand . . . and my teeth." They call themselves The Bestowers. They'll give you the world, but it'll come at a price. And before they send their assassins after you, they'll bring out the monstrous darkness within. You'll kill and destroy every bit of the gift they gave you, leaving nothing behind in your wake. My time is up and they've chosen their most dangerous murderer to end my miserable life. "I dreamt of her before I met her. I saw her. Tasted her. She's a stain on my insides I can never erase." Her destiny isn't to kill me, but she will own my soul. I would've been better off dying by her hellish flames.

Cursed

Sinister Collections

MegaraWe all know the story.How it ended.He survived and conquered each task.Became the hero of all heroes.And in the end he became a legend.What no one told you is that I was there. I was helping him . . . and when he ascended, I was left behind to rot.Herakles never knew I sold my soul for his success-he didn't need to. Had I been enough on my own, he would've chosen to stay.Instead, he rose to full glory.I was dragged straight to Hades.Beaten.Violated.Broken.Eventually, mutated.I lost track of him for nearly three millennia, but I've found him.I will kill him.He chose to become a god; I was forced to become a nightmare.Now it's time for us to meet again.HeraklesI abandoned my family mere moments before the Greek pantheon fell.'Till this day the whispers accuse me.Had I been there, perhaps they could've been saved.But I no longer gave a fuck.Funny how vanity can blind a male to what really matters.It took less than a year on Olympus before I began searching for her again.I never found her.Now, two-in-a-half-thousand years later, here I am.Alone.Empty.An immortal ghost, simply getting by.I should've never left her.The only thing I had was hoping the last of her mortal days, wherever she ended up, were happy . . .Joke's on me.A darkened, twisted version of my female returns, demanding my head for every one of my sins.And she shall have it.But first, I'm saving her from her curse.I'll sacrifice every ounce of my sanity left to free her . . . right before I let her end me once and for all.

A Dark Retelling

Sacrifice

Dorian "I was a God back then. Untouchable. Consequences didn't apply to me. It was my right to do whatever I wanted-I never thought it would eventually cost me the one woman I'd ever fallen in love with." I should've just told her everything from day one. Not that it would have mattered. I always knew it'd be too much. That the dirt of my past would ruin us. I can't blame her for leaving me. For the pain everything caused her. If I were a nice guy, I'd let her go. Maybe I'm an evil bastard, but whatever the fuck it takes, that woman will return to me. Demitra "You think you know someone's reputation-then you find out it's so much dirtier than you imagined." My soul is addicted. Living without him is impossible. Five months of having him and it feels like I've never lived without him at all. Now, I'll have to learn. Will have to rip him out of my being. Or I can choose to suffer through the struggle. To fight. To accept the pain in order to keep him. To go up against everyone standing in our way. Including my own father.

To Lose You

What happens when you fall in love with the mortal you're meant to destroy? Ismini He wants to kill me ... More than that, he wants to see me die. I don't know him. I've only heard about him throughout my short life. It is my destiny to die at his hand when he sacrifices me to the Fates ... All so that my death can bring back his obsession. The woman he loves. He's my death. But he's more than that. He's the air that destroys me with each breath. An addiction I never planned on having. I've mated to my killer. Either way, I'm going to die. The question now is if I can survive long enough for him to complete his sacrifice and bring back the woman he truly adores. Dyletri Fourteen-thousand years ago, I locked away my powers. The loss of one woman took everything from me. I made a deal to wait. To sacrifice an innocent that would be born in the far future to bring my beloved back. Then I laid eyes on that girl ... and everything I thought I knew got shredded to shit. She's reawakened the monster in me. The madness. The hunger. The creature that demands a taste of her flesh. Even worse, for the first time in my long, brutal existence, the monster is demanding her blood. I've mated to my victim. I'll have no choice but to keep my promise. I have to sacrifice her. And the moment I do ... We're both going to die.

A Dark Rejected Mate Paranormal Romance

Lust

This isn't how our story ends. No. This murder we've just committed? This is how our story truly begins . . . I told myself I was going to save her. I didn't realize what a lie that was. This neurosis has sunk in too deep. All it took was one glimpse of another man inside her for the beast that murdered Barnard to finish consuming me. I've turned her into killer. Just like me. With every corroded, toxicity-infested sin laid bare between us, all that's left is revenge. And the chasm of diabolical need that tethers us. A need to consume each other. A need to make our enemies pay. They stole seven years from us. Every ounce of sanity we had left. Now, we're going to steal everything from them. Most of all, we won't stop until every single one of them is dead. I told myself I was going to save Lexi . . . in reality, I've finished ruining her. And she would have it no other way.

N Isabelle Blanco

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