1665 Book(s) Related to His Vampire Bride

Will you believe me, when I will tell I am the one whose partner was burnt in the Great Library of Min-Ho? Will you believe me? Will you stay?

From centuries I have seen the world change greatly. Yet, I never met her again. Not even saw the same person again. Will I ever see her? Will ever Alina be born?

I am a spirit of a book of a Paranormal encyclopedia which was burned and made transformed into a human. I loved Fantasy. I still do.  She was always beside me like my partner. But everything was destroyed in the tragedy and I remained as a witness, whose life only crumpled century after century. Yet, I never found her.

Even in the year of 2024, I stayed single and keeps printing my own encyclopedia and books to stay alive for her.

Alive just for her.

Jordan's life took a different turn when his wife Rachel died. Rachel had been his childhood sweetheart and wife but died when she gave birth to their daughter.

Jordan swore to destroy everyone who made Rachel suffer and die and that made him go emotionally dead to love.

Many years passed but he chose not to fall in love with any woman again. Rachel was the love of his life and when she died,a part of him died with her.

But what happens when he meets the beautiful Tina Smith, a detective and a team member?

He fell in love with her, he couldn't help it, he tried rejecting the feeling, but he just couldn't help himself.

They both had something in common, one avenging his wife's death and the other, her mother's death.

Finding themselves in the same boat, they paired together and that strengthened Jordan's feelings and his dead emotions seemed to have come alive when he found Tina.

Will Tina be able to make him forget about the past, his obsession and find love again?

What does the future hold for the both of them? Love or a later rejection?

As I stand on the precipice of my decision, the weight of uncertainty crushes me like a vice. My heart races, caught in a whirlwind of anxiety and desperation. I feel trapped in a gilded cage, the bars made of privilege yet twisted by fear. My father's cruel laughter echoes in my mind, a constant reminder of the torment that shadows my every move. I want to scream, to break free from this suffocating existence that he controls, but instead, I find myself drawn to the dangerous allure of my plan. Kidnapping. It sounds insane, even to me—a spoiled mafia prince, seeking out a notorious Alpha to take me captive. Yet here I am, on the brink of embarking on a treacherous journey to reclaim my life.

I've always been adept at playing games, and this one is no different. But as I seek out Stefano, a man with a reputation as dark and complex as the shadows that envelop me. He’s a rugged Alpha, hardened by a world that has chewed him up and spat him out, yet there’s a glimmer of something else in his piercing blue eyes—something I can't quite put my finger on.

What begins as a cold calculation morphs into an intoxicating dance of manipulation and desire. Stefano and I are drawn together like moths to a flame, each of us fighting our own demons while simultaneously igniting a fire that threatens to consume us both. I’m a player in a game where the stakes keep rising. Each encounter with him brings a new thrill, a new danger, and I start to wonder if I’m willing to risk everything—not just my life, but my heart.

In this chaos the only rules that it matters, is love and desire.

Leon is a waste collector. He collects waste from Leamington Enterprise and other commercial buildings. He's made friends in the company, interacting with them whenever he comes to collect the waste twice a week.

He sometimes interacts with the CEO whenever he's available. Everybody knows that the CEO and Leon know each other, but from where and how, they don't know.

Leon is a married man, who left his husband, home and accounting job to distress. He found his solace in the waste collection industry, where he's made friends and has a peace of mind.

This is about his life and how he tries to navigate each day that comes, with a pestering husband that won't admit the wrong he's done and trying to win him back.

"His lips held a slight upturn, but his eyes glazed over her just as they did with everyone else.
Disinterest was his countenance... It was almost hostile.
Then she smelled him.


First, it itched.
Then, it burned.
Her toes curled as she fought to conceal the pain. Her skin seared, right on the back of her neck.
She hoped no one noticed the look of surprise that slid across her face. Dread quickly became the prominent emotion.
Laura glanced at Prince Rowan, his face was lightly scrunched, nose flaring.
Male shifters were born with their mate mark. Females acquired them later, after coming in contact with their fated mate.
She put extra effort into masking her smell, glamouring the new mark.
Fuck.
She didn’t want the one she had–let alone two. Her claws extended into the fabric of the chair.
And then she had to stand. "


Laura is a wolf shifter.

Dark hair, dark eyes, average looks, wolfless… if anyone else were to describe her.
Running away is what she did best, but recent events would say it was being captured.
Captured not once, but twice, with an embarrassingly short layover, Laura jumps from one enemy to another. One, a group of individuals playing collector to non-humans; the other, the pack she’d long abandoned–with the latter forcing her hand in a dated mating game.
Every generation, given the heir to the throne is male and mateless, there were trials held to find a suitable queen for the future king of wolf shifters. This generation’s heir apparent: Rowan Alexander Woulf.
Laura had more sensible things to do, like figuring out a certain organization’s agenda.

Asha finds herself in the middle of the mating grounds where the mating night is supposed to take place. Confused, and trying to escape a crime she thinks she committed, she runs away from silver Crest pack.
    Fate then leads her to a dying stranger at a river bank. Healing him of his wounds, a glitch occurs and now his wolf lives in her.
  ...
   He is the Lycan Lord. But what is a Lycan without his wolf?
  Auren is saved by a strange girl who in the process 'steals' his wolf. Because of this, a forced proximity arises between them.
  He wants nothing but to get his wolf back.
  She wants nothing but to be free, and finally experience what love feels like.
     Maybe they could grant each other wishes, maybe.. maybe not.

Coralyn Calder has never had the luxury of slowing down.
Between crushing responsibility and a mother she’s spent years saving from herself, survival has always come before desire.
This Christmas, she chooses herself—for once.
A sponsored escape to a lavish French resort promises distance from her past, silence from her guilt, and a brief illusion of peace. But fate has other plans. A ruined dress, a missed reservation, and a raging snowstorm leave her stranded… and sharing a suite with Orion Merrick.
He’s dangerous in a way Coralyn isn’t prepared for—quiet, controlled, devastatingly handsome. A single father with a guarded heart, a watchful gaze, and a presence that strips her bare without a single touch.
What begins as forced proximity turns intimate fast. Stolen moments. Lingering looks. His sharp-tongued daughter playing matchmaker. Nights that blur boundaries and make promises neither of them should want.
Then her past arrives uninvited.
Kade—her obsessive ex—appears at the resort, dragging secrets, violence, and unfinished business behind him. When Coralyn’s mother dies under suspicious circumstances, buried truths rise to the surface, and the holiday fantasy shatters into something lethal.
Because this isn’t just about love anymore.
It’s about survival.
And some Christmas miracles don’t come wrapped in ribbon—
they come wrapped in blood.
Will Coralyn live long enough to claim hers?

"I've spent six years telling myself you're off-limits. Six years of watching you walk into rooms and reminding myself why I can't follow. But you stopped being a kid the day you looked at me like I was something worth wanting and now I don't know how to unsee it."

Wren Castellan has spent her whole adult life in the shadow of her older brother's best friend, the man who helped rebuild her family's motorcycle business after the tragedy, who never once looked at her as anything but "the kid." Now twenty-four, a graphic designer with her own quiet ambitions, Wren returns home to find that Roan Ashworth hasn't changed except for the way his eyes now catch and hold half a second too long.

Roan is thirty-six, carrying a decade of guilt for the accident that killed his own brother and put him at the helm of a family legacy he never wanted. He owes Wren's brother everything. He will not be the man who ruins that loyalty for a woman twelve years his junior no matter how much he wants to.

When a family crisis throws them into the same house for a summer, the careful distance collapses. What follows is a slow, aching unraveling of restraint and a reckoning with everyone who has a claim on their loyalty once the truth comes out.

Will love survive the people it's supposed to betray? Or will Roan and Wren have to choose between the family that built them and the one thing neither can walk away from?

No love. No promises. Just one year to take everything back.
Luna thought she had everything—love, loyalty, and a future she could trust.
Until she walked into her own bedroom and found her boyfriend in bed with her best friend… wearing a ring that was never meant for her.
In one night, Luna loses it all.
But instead of breaking, she walks away.
No tears. No confrontation. No second chances.
Just silence… and a plan.

When a dangerously composed billionaire, Adrian Vale, offers her something she never expected—a one-year contract with no emotions, no promises, and complete freedom—Luna does the unthinkable.
She says yes.
Because this isn’t about love anymore.
It’s about power.
With money in her account, control in her hands, and a heart she refuses to risk again, Luna begins to rebuild her life on her own terms.
But revenge isn’t always clean.
And the more time she spends with a man who doesn’t believe in love… the more dangerous the lines between control and desire begin to blur.
Noel and Mira thought they had broken her.
They have no idea what they’ve created.

She needed a place to stay. He needed to save his ranch. Together they just might make a home. Sgt. Dylan Banks lost more than just his leg in the war. His fiancée and family turned their backs on him as well. Now, he’s determined to create a safe place where wounded warriors like himself can heal. But a hidden zoning law requires all residents of the Purple Heart Ranch to be married. To save his dream, Dylan and his men will have to tie the knot—but can a man with such deep scars inside and out believe in love again?   Maggie Shaw lost both her job as a veterinary technician and her apartment on the same day. Who knew her unreasonable landlord would kick her out for being four dogs over the one pet limit? Now, she and her gang of special-needs dogs are in trouble. Then fate puts her in Dylan’s path with a proposal that seems too good to be true—but can her heart bear a loveless marriage of convenience?   Dylan yearns to reach out for Maggie’s healing touch, but he keeps his distance, convinced his wounds are too deep for her embrace. Maggie sees past Dylan’s injuries, but if she fails to capture his heart they both could lose it all: her beloved animals, his ranch, and each other.   Find out if love can truly heal all wounds in this light-hearted, sweet romance of convenient arrangements that unfold into lasting love. On His Bended Knee is the first in a series of marriage of convenience tales featuring Wounded Warriors who are healed with the power of love.

Carter and I have been together for five years. We never had actual sex.
During our most intimate moments, he would only ever slip a dark Violet Pearl deep inside of me. I honestly thought it was his way of cherishing me.
Until tonight.
I woke up totally naked to find a phone set up on the bed, its lens glaring right between my thighs, with a red "LIVE" icon blinking on the screen.
[The pearl matures Oct 31. Five years of cultivation!] the chat kept scrolling.
I checked the screen on my phone.
It’s October 30.

Born into the most powerful mafia family in the city, I've had seven bodyguards since I was ten years old.

Seven heirs from allied families. Seven men trained to protect me. Seven potential husbands.

On my eighteenth birthday, I had to pick one and marry him.

Everyone knew I'd choose Dante Lucchese. How could I not? I'd been stupidly in love with that arrogant bastard since I was seven.

But I'll never choose him again.

Because I've already lived through what happens when I do.

The wedding. The explosion. Flames devouring my dress as I clawed at Dante's sleeve, begging him to help me.

He ripped his arm away.

And ran straight to Isabella—the pathetic little charity case my family took in, who always played the victim so perfectly.

"Serena, stop being selfish!" he shouted over the roar of the fire. "Isabella's hurt worse than you! I have to save her first!"

I screamed his name as he disappeared into the smoke with her in his arms.

The last thing I heard was Isabella crying. The last thing I felt was my skin burning.

Then—nothing.

Until I opened my eyes and found myself staring at the calendar on my bedroom wall.

Six months before the wedding.

The morning my father called me into his study to tell me it was time to choose.

This time, I crossed Dante's name off the list first.

This time, I chose Enzo Corleone—the quiet one who never said much, who everyone underestimated.

The one who died trying to pull me out of that fire.

So why the hell is Dante on his knees at my wedding to Enzo, tears streaming down his face, begging me to marry him instead?

I am the jubilant champion's girlfriend, the blissful woman who will reveal to him tonight, "We are to become parents." Yet, I overheard the brutal truth: "The very thought of her mother once climbing into my father's bed fills me with revulsion for every second of this five-year charade."

It turns out that five years of affection was nothing more than a meticulously orchestrated deceit.

In that moment of heartbreak and excruciating pain, our child slipped away as if making the final decision on my behalf. I incinerated all our memories, rendering them vapor in this world.

When that once indomitable champion finally realized his misplaced animosity, and in a desperate bid to find me, fractured his spine amidst the ruins while signing a pact with fate...I am the jubilant champion's girlfriend, the blissful woman who will reveal to him tonight, "We are to become parents." Yet, I overheard the brutal truth: "The very thought of her mother once climbing into my father's bed fills me with revulsion for every second of this five-year charade."

It turns out that five years of affection was nothing more than a meticulously orchestrated deceit.

In that moment of heartbreak and excruciating pain, our child slipped away as if making the final decision on my behalf.

When that once indomitable champion finally realized his misplaced animosity, and in a desperate bid to find me, fractured his spine amidst the ruins while signing a pact with fate...

After my divorce, I fled to the unfamiliar streets of Seattle with my daughter. As a Black single mother, the crushing weight of surviving in a strange city nearly broke me.
That is, until David came along. A detective with the Major Crimes Unit, he became our safe haven, wrapping my daughter and me in his fierce, unwavering protection.
I thought I had finally made it through the darkness. I thought I was about to embrace a brand-new life.
Until our six-month anniversary. I showed up for our date full of joyful anticipation, only to accidentally witness him tenderly kissing a pregnant white woman.
With his two young children clustered right by his side...

The scholarship understudy in our ballet company was a notorious "clumsy sweetheart."

Right before the Principal Audition, she secretly laced the pain-relief cream she gave me with a high concentration of banned substances.

It led to me being reported for doping. I was expelled from the company on the spot, my reputation was ruined, and my ballet career was completely destroyed.

When I confronted her, she hid in my fiancé's arms, crying so hard she almost passed out.

"Eve, I really just wanted to help you perform perfectly... I'm so stupid, I can't even tell the difference between muscle rub and banned drugs."

My fiancé held her, comforting her, and then yelled at me instead:

"She was just trying to be nice! Why do you have to be so cruel to a young girl?!"

Later, as I spiraled into severe depression, they tricked me into going to the river under the guise of "getting some fresh air."

While my fiancé went to park the car, she took the opportunity to shove me hard off the icy steps, leaving me to drown alive in the freezing river.

When questioned by the police, my fiancé didn't hesitate to commit perjury to clear her name, insisting I had jumped because I couldn't handle the scandal.

I opened my eyes again. I was back to the day before the Principal Audition.

My mate died in a border skirmish with an enemy pack.
The woman he loved, Wren, died with him. She came from the pack we'd hated for a hundred years.
They left me two sons who weren't mine by blood.
Eighteen years passed.
I raised those boys like they were my own. I even got them into the Alpha King's Guard — the kind only a handful of pups make in a whole generation.
But the day they were chosen, my mate, dead all these years, walked back through the door with his forbidden lover.
She smiled at me like we were old friends.
"Thank you for turning our sons into the pride of the Guard."
"We couldn't have stayed hidden all these years without you."
Then my mate said he wanted the bond broken. He wanted her as his mate instead. He wanted his sons back.
I didn't cry. I didn't argue.
I just smiled.
"Okay."

She thought she was happily married - until she was diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer.
Then came the truth: her "devoted" husband Lucien had been poisoning her for years, all to avenge a dead lover.
On her deathbed, Calliope made a vow:
If life gave her one more chance, she'd rewrite every ending-starting with his.
Now reborn seven years earlier, she tears off the wedding dress and walks away from Lucien's lies.
To protect her family and reclaim her stolen legacy, Calliope proposes a marriage of convenience to Conrad: a cold, enigmatic firefighter with more power-and more secrets-than anyone realizes.
But Lucien is also reborn. And just as cruel.
But this time, she's not the naïve bride.
She's a tech genius. A business queen. A woman with nothing to lose.
And Conrad?
He's not just fire and steel-he's the weapon she never knew she needed.
They're not here to survive.
They're here to win.

The last thing Amelia expected was to be told she’d be the fifth bride of a man who killed his first four wives…

An accident left him mentally impaired, but for three years he loved me—gentle, steady, impossibly attentive.

Then he recovered—and all I got was his cold back.

If love can vanish, why keep holding on?

My palm settles on my belly.
"Baby," I whisper, "do we just file for the divorce?"

Where do you think you’re going, huh? You’re mine now, little mouse. Get back in the house!” Vincenzo's voice boomed, sending chills down Victoria’s spine as her world seemed to crumble.

Victoria Washington was shattered—betrayed by her boyfriend who dumped her the day before his wedding,to her sister. She was left humiliated, mocked by everyone. But fate had other plans for her.

She’s broken, he's lost. She’s full of fear, and he’s the monster. Yet, somehow, he’s her light while he remains the darkness.

Vincenzo Dante will stop at nothing to tarnish his family’s name for forcing him into a marriage he never wanted. But what he doesn’t realize is that his new wife is stronger than she seems—too broken to bend under his cruelty. But when love begins to bloom, and secrets start to unfold, what will happen next?

I’m Lyra, Lower Princess of the Maelie people along the Pearl Coast. My people live for the sea, our very livelihoods depending on its bounty. It’s why my father bows to the Sea-King Alpha, to appease him. As humans, we fear the wolf shifters who rule over land and sea alike, but now, the Sea-King Alpha asks too much.
He seeks a bride.
And my father sends me.
Cassian Oliver, the Sea-King Alpha, is known as cruel and ruthless, and I fear the day I must lay eyes on him… and lie in his bed. My sister says I will not even survive the night.
But then I see him…. I’m stunned by his handsome face, his tall, chiseled body, and something stirs inside me.
Is it possible that I will survive my fate to be joined to this merciless wolf-ruler?

He was supposed to be my stepfather. I was supposed to call him Daddy, instead of baby, my darling, or even my husband. But when my mother was murdered, he suddenly dragged me to the altar to take my mother's place to marry him. As if my mother's murder wasn't shocking enough, I was forced to say I do under his piercing gaze, and even a gun to my ribs. I was scared, and I couldn't refuse. I had to marry a stranger who was supposed to be my stepfather. And worse, I didn't know that my future stepfather, or now my future husband, was a Don. "You'll be safe as long as you use my last name. I'll make sure they won't touch a single hair on your head." "Really? What happened to my mother showed otherwise." "Too bad, Katherine no longer has my last name. And you, you're Fiona Craig now." Life was so strange. In an instant I lost my mother. In an instant I became the wife of the Don, Joshua Craig. And who knows what would happen next. It felt so wrong to us. It felt so wrong to me.

"I, Alpha Zane of the Blue Pack, offer you, Bella my daughter , as a bride to the four alphas of the Red Moon pack," he declared, his words laced with venom. "In exchange, I demand my freedom and your mercy." The offer hung heavy in the air, a twisted bargain born of desperation and spite.

But as the alphas of the Red Moon pack grappled with the weight of Alpha Zane's proposition, Bella found herself thrust into a world of uncertainty and turmoil. With her fate now inextricably linked to the whims of her father and the demands of the alphas, she faced a choice that would define the course of her destiny.

Caught between duty and desire, Bella must navigate the treacherous waters of pack politics and personal ambition, all while grappling with the consequences of her father's betrayal. And as she embarks on a journey of self-discovery and redemption, she must confront the demons of her past and forge a path forward that is truly her own.

“A million dollars,” he said, his voice flat, like he was negotiating over a car, not a person.

Astrid shook her head, opening her mouth to protest, but he cut her off.

“Let’s make it two then,” he offered. She stared at him, stunned, wondering if he’d lost his mind.

“Mr. Voss…”

“Final offer. Five million,” he said, his gaze steady, unyielding.

Astrid took a deep breath, her heart pounding. “Fine. I’ll be your wife.”


When Astrid Blythe, a rising event planner, runs into her ex, Adrian Voss, at his engagement party, she’s shocked to discover that his fiancée is missing. What starts as a strange encounter quickly spirals into something even more surreal when Adrian offers Astrid a proposal of his own: marry him in a cold, calculated, no-strings-attached arrangement.

Despite her better judgment, Astrid agrees to the deal. But as the line between business and desire blurs, she finds herself drawn back into Adrian’s dangerous orbit—and realizes, to her horror, that she’s falling again for the man she once loved…the man who had a hand in the death of their child.

"You may be my husband now, but I won't let you mark me. I won't be yours, not like that."
"Why? Why did you marry me if you won't mate with me?" He yells.
My grip tightens on the hilt, but my breath is shaky when I reply.
"You are my fated mate, and Elder ordered me to marry you, so I obeyed. But I know you only want me because I look like my cousin. You're the Alpha King, and I am loyal to my pack, but our marriage is just an empty formality."
He leans closer, barely noticing the small drop of blood that slides down his neck from where my blade digs into his skin.
"What is this? What game are you playing, Lilly? I know you're my mate. I felt it the moment I saw you. Even now, as you insult me, I can smell it all over you. But where is your wolf? Why can't I sense it?"
"I'm in love with someone else, and my wolf is loyal to him. It hides from you," I force the words out, and the lie tastes bitter on my lips. "I'm sorry to disappoint, but my wolf doesn't want you, and neither do I. I'll be your wife and obey you as my Alpha, but I will never mate with you. I'll never bear your mark."
"You may look like Gloria, but you're nothing like her," he says.

On the day she’s meant to marry the man she’s loved for years, Liora Reynolds’ world is ripped apart when a powerful stranger storms the ceremony and claims her as his bride.

Nikolai Volkov is ruthless, untouchable, and used to owning whatever he wants—and now, that includes Liora. Forced into a marriage she never agreed to, she’s determined to hate him, to fight him, even as the walls around her life begin to close in.

But nothing is as it seems.

The man she thought was her forever isn’t the person she believed. The one she’s been told is her enemy might be the only one who can protect her. And as dangerous truths unravel, Liora finds herself trapped between two men, two worlds, and a choice that could cost her everything.


"You should go rest," he says, eyes glinting with mischief.

"R.. rest?" I stutter.

"Yes little bride," he drawls, smiling. "You're going to need it."

"Wh.. what do you mean?"

"By night, we consummate our wedding."

The words slam into me like a physical blow. My throat closes, and I instinctively step back, but his hand shoots out, catching my chin between his fingers.

"Don’t look so pale," he murmurs, tilting my face up to his. "You’re my wife. It’s only natural."

"I.." My voice trembles. "You wouldn’t.."

"Oh, I would," his tone softens in the most chilling way. "And I will. You made your choice, Liora. Now you live with it."

My heart hammers so violently I think it might burst.

I saved my father.

But I think I’ve just sold myself to the devil.

" She isn't my type that I would say I want to get married to."
"Oh, no she could be your servant, not your spec besides she can clean and cook so well." my mother said.
Okay, I had known my mother didn't love me but giving me up for a debt u knew nothing about was out of the question.
It was like I was an object which could just be traded without the courage to say no.

Scott Carter is the only child and he inherits his father's property after his death. But his cold-blooded nature, causes everyone to be scared of him, hence making him like a monster. but Isabella will be the only one to change all of that. Isabella, the beautiful damsel who leaves from being a servant to the wife of the richest man in the city.

The year I loved Edward the most, I was envied by everyone in Copper Valley.
They called me the priceless treasure in the palms of my father and my husband.
I was the most precious pregnant woman in the whole Copper Valley.
But before Christmas, when I went to give my husband a surprise, I saw him kissing the cheek of Angela, the daughter of my father's lover.
His friends praised his high-handed means, athat he could actually persuade me to have a fake marriage with him.
"Fake marriage?" I frowned.
Edward told them, "Lucy has everything. Angela has been a bastard for more than twenty years. I should compensate."
I left the club in despair and then replied to the mysterious text message on my phone.
[I can accept you as the nominal father of my child.]

At my seventh wedding, they replaced me.

The Oracle pointed at me and screamed one word: "CURSED."

Father's hand cracked across my face. Mother tore the wedding dress off my body and shoved my cousin Seraphine into it.

"She'll marry him instead," Father said. "You'll destroy us all."

What they didn't know? A thousand years ago, our family made a blood pact with the Shadow Lord himself: if the eldest Ashford daughter remained unmarried on her twenty-sixth birthday, she belonged to HIM.

Today was my twenty-sixth birthday.

I begged Julian to run. "Please. We have until sunset."

He laughed. "The Shadow Lord's a fairy tale, Anna. Seraphine's just going through the motions. You're being dramatic."

Then he told my parents everything.

They locked me in the tower.

But the Shadow High Priest's warning was clear—at sunset, the Shadow Lord would come. And when he did, I'd drink the Potion of Forgetting and lose everything.

My memories. My name. My soul.

The clock struck five.

He was coming.

“What are you doing?”
“What do you think?” I asked, pulling her ass back into my crotch. I let her feel my throbbing erection through her nightie.
“You see what you've done to me. I'm so hard for you. I need to be in you. Fuck you.”
“Blake,” she whimpered.
I slid her off my lap and onto the bed. She laid down on it, staring up at me with these trembling eyes. I shifted around, pushing her legs apart. Her nightie slid up it. I licked my lips, tasting her spicy passion.
“I'm not going to hurt you, Fiona,” I said, my hands pushing up the lacy hem of her nightgown.
“I won't.”
“Blake.” She bit her lip.
“It's just... I... I...”

Fiona has moved multiple times after her mother's passing due to her father's suffering of his loss. After finding a new job in the city of, Colorado, Fiona has yet to endure another new school, new town, new life. But something about this town seems a bit different than the others. The people at her school speak in a different manner and they seem to have this aura as if they are different themselves. Inhuman.

As Fiona is pulled into a mystical world of werewolves, she never once dreamed of finding out that she is not only the mate of a werewolf, she is the mate of the soon to be Alpha.

"Yes, yes."

The moans began to tear through my lips uncontrollably. I couldn't see his facial expressions in the dark, but I knew a smug smile was on his face and his hooded eyes were watching me.

His voice was low, "You like that? Do you like how I touch you like that? You like how I rub your clit with my finger like you're mine?"

I nodded my head continuously, moaning in pleasure, not sure how much longer I could wait before he had his member inside me. He thrusted his fingers in faster, and rubbed my clit with his other hand, "Yeah. Come on. I love the little moans you make when I'm teasing you."

I struggled to put the words together, "P-p-please stop teasing me. Put it in—" an outrageous cry, "I want to feel it so bad. I want to—"

A gasp escaped my lips as he slammed his dick in. My brain curled up like wilted leaves. I parted my legs even wider and he completely leaned into me. Too heavy to hold, and too light not to. He began thrusting. The thrust getting deeper and harder with each stroke. In me. Nonstop. I wrapped my feet around his back so he couldn't get away.


Travelling back to the town where she was born, Rebecca Lewis had a toe to toe argument with the most ruthless bastard in the city; little did she know that her not-so-clever act would put her in danger.

14 days. One mansion. One bed. One not-so-innocent man. What could go wrong?

I knew it was too good to be true.'
'They made us seem like they had a perfect marriage.'
'She'll be stupid if she forgives him.'
'Poor Valerie. I can only imagine what she's going through right now.'
My mother snatched my phone from me. "I told you not to read those comments, Valerie."
I scoffed. "I already feel miserable. Those comments wouldn't make me feel any worse."
"Will you forgive him?" My mother asked. A part of me wanted to forgive him.
I still loved Patrick. But I couldn't move past such betrayal.
When Patrick Banks discovers his wife, Valerie's, alleged infidelity with her co-star, he ends their marriage in an instant.
Valerie's desperate attempts to clear her name only led to a devastating revelation that made her give up on her marriage. Years later, fate brings them face to face.
Will they be able to forget, forgive, and rebuild, or will the wounds of betrayal prove too deep to heal?

Four years ago, I faked my death to escape my cruel husband, Aiden, and my evil sister. Now, I’ve returned as a powerful heiress, hiding my secret children.
I humiliated his mistress by making her pay millions for a painting I already owned, and when Aiden tried to corner me, I didn't beg—I slapped him.
But instead of anger, his eyes burned with obsession. He pinned me against the wall, whispering dangerously, "You can change your face, Keira, but you can't hide from me. Whose child is that?"
He thinks he still owns me? This time, I’m the one in control.

I love you, Leo. Please… I’m begging you. I want to stay as your wife, even if you don’t feel the same anymore."

Laura’s voice cracked, her hands trembling as she reached for him. She didn’t care how desperate she looked—saving her marriage was worth any scrap of dignity she had left. But the man she had vowed to love forever only sneered, his eyes colder than she had ever seen.

"Stop it, Laura! I’ve had enough of this!" His voice was sharp, merciless. "I don’t want you, and I never have. Every single minute with you in this loveless marriage has been torture to me! Don’t you get it?!"

Her knees weakened, her chest burned, and her world collapsed in the span of seconds. But just as she thought it couldn’t hurt more, she saw something—someone—in his arms… someone who would change everything she thought she knew about her husband.

Why did he marry her if he never loved her? And what secret has he been hiding all along?

Find out what happens when love turns into betrayal, and betrayal sparks a dangerous new beginning…

By night, I’m an undefeated underground street racer flirting with death; by day, I’m a lowly law intern who just realized the stranger I slept with owns the entire firm.

I’ve lived two lives for years. During the day, I’m Adeline, a top-of-her-class law student trying to outrun her family’s criminal reputation. But at night, I am Ghost. The maniac who takes corners at impossible speeds on a modified bike.

It was at the underground track that I met Rider. He had a custom Ducati, an unplaceable accent, and striking storm-gray eyes. He beat me by a fraction of a second, and I bought him a drink. That drink turned into the most intense, earth-shattering night in a cheap motel. We promised no names. No real life. Just one night.

Two months later, I walked into Royal & Associates, the most cutthroat corporate law firm in the city, ready for my first day as an intern. I was wearing a cheap pencil skirt, blending in with fifty other nervous graduates.

The HR lady was giving us a tour of the 45th-floor executive suites when the heavy double doors opened.

My blood ran cold.

Stepping out of the CEO’s office, surrounded by terrified junior partners, was Rider. He was wearing a bespoke black suit, his hair perfectly styled, radiating terrifying authority. Percy Akilov. The billionaire owner of the firm.

As he spoke to a partner, his storm-gray eyes swept over the crowd of interns. And then he saw me.

I watched the shock hit him, followed instantly by a dark, possessive fury that made my knees weak. The entire hallway went dead silent as the most powerful man in the building stopped in his tracks, ignoring everyone else, and stalked directly toward me.

"Miss Volkov," he commanded, his voice a low, dangerous purr that sent shivers down my spine. "My office. Now."

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Tropes: Dark Romance | Forced Proximity | Touch Her & You Die | Corrupt Academy

"Who told you that you could touch what's mine?" Blue’s voice was pure ice, his tattooed hand tightening around the bully's throat while his cold, grey eyes stayed locked on me. "Lay another finger on her, and you won't live to regret it."

Sentenced to the brutal Bellamy Institute for an accidental death she didn't mean to cause, nineteen-year-old Scarlett is an easy target in a fortress ruled by vicious student gangs and corrupt guards. Desperate to survive her first week, she makes a reckless deal with the devil himself: Blue Linden, the school’s most feared, untouchable loner.

Blue offers her absolute protection, but it isn't charity. His price? One night.

Scarlett expects to pay her debt and be forgotten. Instead, the wall of ice shatters, and Blue becomes consumed by a dark, relentless obsession. He marks her with his symbol, claims her space, and commands her entire world.

But Bellamy is hiding secrets far deadlier than schoolyard rivalries. As a massive conspiracy unravels and a violent coup threatens to tear the institute apart, Scarlett discovers a shattering truth—Blue has been watching her long before she ever walked through those iron gates.

Now, trapped between a deadly war and a terrifying desire, they must burn the entire empire to the ground to escape.

My fingers slipped into my undergarments... I was on Sandor's bed, but I wasn't thinking of Sandor... the man I hated. Massimo, my boyfriend's brother.
He was never supposed to exist in my story. I was supposed to marry the man I loved and live a perfect life. But Massimo appeared out of nowhere, and my body betrayed me the moment he did. I touched myself while thinking of him, aching for a man who never once looked at me... not even once.
Valeria had been with her boyfriend for years, and at last, the day of their wedding arrived. Nervous, overwhelmed, and ready to say I do, she walked down the aisle—only to find her groom missing.
In his place stood his dangerously irresistible brother.
The man she had fantasized about more times than she could count.
Faced with desire, betrayal, and a choice that could destroy everything, Valeria must decide:
Will she marry the man standing at the altar or walk away from the wedding—and her fate—forever?

Warning: Mature content/ R18+ only
“Take a chance on me,” I indirectly invited him to come to my apartment even though I just met him.
Damn! The honesty in my brain cursed. It was just so wrong. However, I really hoped he would say yes and fulfill my sexual needs. He smirked, caressing my silky hair.
“Maybe I’m wasted, but this condom in my pocket doesn’t have to be,” he pecked my lips again.


In which Samantha Taylor and her best friend Trish planned to surprise Samantha’s boyfriend on the night of their first anniversary to have sex with him because he never had attempted even once to screw her but to her dismay, Miggy ditched her and didn’t show up.
Samantha decided to have fun that night and have a girl’s night out with Trish but just like her boyfriend, she couldn’t reach her too. So, she went alone to that famous nightclub in town and there she met the hottest and the most gorgeous man on earth.
She poured all her frustrations from Miggy over that stranger by having a one-night stand with him. She thought it was just like that. She thought they’d forget each other and never bumped each other’s world again after that incident.
Until she met Miggy’s best friend. Not only was Caleb Moore sinfully handsome and incredibly charming—he’s also the hot stranger she had a one-night stand with two days ago. Samantha and Caleb knew anything more than being civil with each other when Miggy was around.
But the more time they spent together, the more their connection became all-consuming and Samantha found herself forced to choose between her boyfriend and the hottest best friend of her boyfriend, Caleb.

🔥🔥Warning — 18+ Only

This story is pure heat, temptation, and desire.
Every page will make your pulse race, your body ache, and your senses burn.

By reading, you confirm you’re 18+…
And ready to surrender to pleasure, tension, and every lingering touch that leaves you breathless.

If your body tingles and your heart races…
Come closer. Let’s play, let’s tease..
Welcome to an erotic world. 😝

He touched her in ways she didn’t understand but craved. Every movement, every kiss, every whisper made her shiver.

His hands slid down her gown and tore off her panties. Spreading her legs as his face went straight to her pussy like he was starving.

…….
She never knew she could scream like that. She had never been with anyone like him. She didn’t know what she was doing… but somehow, that didn’t matter. He took control, and she let him.

His tongue didn't just lick it devoured her pussy, slowly and deep.

Like he was memorizing every part of her body.

“Fuck..” She cried her nails dug deep into the leather seat of the car, her legs shaking as he spread them wider shoving his two fingers into her without hesitation.

After a brutal breakup that left her questioning her worth, Isabella Hart swore she’d never let another man make her feel small again. Her ex’s final words still echoed in her head... that she couldn’t satisfy him, that she didn’t even know what real pleasure was.

So when a night out to forget turns into something wild, reckless, and unforgettable, Izzy doesn’t think... she just feels. One stranger. One night. One taste of what it means to lose control. He was dominant, commanding, intoxicating… and she never even got his name.

Betrayed and murdered by my fiancé and my best friend, I’ve been given a second chance.

First thing on my list? Find the one man who loved me to the bone—the terrifyingly powerful mafia boss I was promised to—and throw myself into his arms.

Second? Unleash my revenge. Watching my enemies from my past life fall to their knees, I have only one thing to say: "Sorry, but this time, I'm the one ruling as queen."

Trinity is a lone wolf—untethered, hunted, and haunted by dreams she can’t remember. Each night, visions claw at her sleep: blood, chains, and a mate she’s never met but feels in her bones. The prophecies are locked deep inside her, sealed by a curse older than the first werewolf bloodline.

Until she meets him.

Irune Cooper. Alpha. Warrior. Her fated mate.

But fate is twisted. The curse that shattered the first were-family still lingers, blinding them to the bond that should set them free. Trinity is more than she seems: within her lies Zuri, the Moonborne vessel, Flame-carrier, and will of the Moon Goddess. Together, Trinity and Irune will gather the fractured, reunite the broken, and ignite a new era for all werekind. But power like that makes enemies. Zuri’s divine aura unsettles weak alphas—and stirs dangerous instincts in the strong.

As war brews in the shadows and their bond teeters on the edge of recognition, Trinity and Irune must fight not only for each other but for the fate of every supernatural creature.

Because if they mate, they don’t just become one.

They become Alpha King and Queen—destined to rule, or destined to fall.

Alexander Cabot, the future beta of the Ocean Runners pack and Cameron’s best friend…is no longer the boy everyone knew. Now, his wolf is close to destabilizing and he’s in danger of turning feral forever…until a fateful encounter with a rogue. Untamable and wild, a creature so in-tune with her wolf that she has almost lost her humanity…Mirage Valecha. She challenges him like no one had ever before and intrigues him to the point of frustration.
Who is she? Where did she come from? How did she end up a rogue? Nobody knows the real reason, however, there is no point denying that this wild rogue is none other than Alex’s mate. As new enemies rise and with secrets hiding at every corner, will Alex be able to get through to her in time? Or will he give in to his own monsters, tearing his friends and family apart like they meant nothing?

Grace finds herself in the hands of the person who rejected her. Since she has another mate, she prays that he comes to her rescue before it's too late.

"Please,"Briggs adds, his voice lowering slightly.
"Use me, Lumi Carter."
"What do you want?" I asked straight, no hesitation.
"Let me be your next sin."Silence, clover shifts beside me. I felt it, but I don't look at her. Because my attention is locked on him.
"Allow me to redeem myself," he continues."And use me—until you're okay."
For six years, Lumi thought she had everything: a steady relationship with her devoted fiancé, Caius, and the promise of a perfect future. But the night before her engagement party, Lumi walks in on a betrayal she never imagined, Caius in the arms of her own cousin, Wren.
With her heart shattered, Lumi decides it's time to stop being the good girl. She creates a daring "sin list"—ten bold rules to break before the year ends. Rule #1: seduce a stranger.
But when that stranger turns out to be none other than Caius' older brother, the dangerously alluring and untouchable Briggs, Lumi's game of revenge ignites a fire neither of them can control.
As each "sin" on her list pushes them closer, Lumi will have to decide if vengeance is worth the price, because loving him might be the most dangerous sin of all.
WARNING: This story contains mature content, including explicit scenes, intense emotional conflict, obsessive behavior, and dark romantic elements. All characters are adults, and the narrative explores complex, sometimes uncomfortable dynamics.

My hot biker, my saving grace.


My life is nothing short of a modern-day Cinderella story. All that changes because of one single person. Little did I know the quiet Biker who took pity on me and took me to school was the one and only Billionaire Jake Woods, whom every single woman on Ryedale had the hots for—a man that no one had ever seen.

He brought love, happiness, and laughter into my life. My stepmother and step-sister couldn't afford to let me have freedom, so they did everything they could to make my father hate me. I survived the beatings and the constant lack of freedom. Jake was my saving grace, but that happiness would be ripped away from me.

He was the first man I've ever allowed to touch me, my first love and the only one I'd ever want. When Renee and Alexis Discovered the identity of the man who stood by me , I couldn't foresee their plans that would tear us apart, leaving us both in agony and heartache.

Nina Ellington has spent nineteen years being invisible. To her parents. To the ballet world. To the boyfriend who says he loves her but keeps choosing everything else.

On the night she finally walks away, she crashes into a man with a broken unicorn in his hands and a dead best friend in his heart. Kane Black is everything Jessie isn't: angry, honest, and brutally real.

But he is also Jessie's brother.

When a storm, a bus crash, and a missed competition strand Nina on a Florida highway, the only person who comes looking is the one man she is supposed to avoid. The soldier with granite shoulders and a voice like gravel who tells her to stay away—and then spends the night icing her ankle, buying her ballet shoes, and watching her sleep.

The Spring Gala stage is everything Nina has ever wanted.

The only thing more dangerous than the lights is the way Kane looks at her when he thinks she isn't watching.

Wha..what do you..you wa..want?"

"You," he said with a lopsided grin only his eyes showed his true intentions as he placed his hands on her waist lifting her up onto the counter stepping in between her legs.

"You..you.can't," she stuttered.

"I am, I can and I will have you Lia. This I promise you," he said nuzzling her neck before claiming her lips stealing her breath.

"Ethan no," she said breathlessly pushing him away.

"Lia why do you keep pushing me away. You know you want this as much as I do. I know you feel the same way as I feel about you. Why are you fighting us!" He growled frustratedly.


"Don't lie to me," he growled saying each word slowly whilst pacing in front of the door.

"Ethan I."

"Don't," his voice boomed as he stopped looking at her angrily as she flinched. "Start speaking," he whispered.

Sophia gave three years of her life to a man who ruined her without even looking up from his phone. Married into the powerful Vale family, she thought loyalty would protect her. She was dead wrong. Caught in her own bed with his assistant, Marcus Vale offered eviction instead of an apology. Because that's exactly what trash like him does.

Thrown out into a rainstorm with an empty bank account, the family she served left her for dead. But Dominic Black, Marcus's most dangerous rival, offered a deal: become a Black. The sister they never had. Use their name, their wealth, and their power to burn the Vale legacy to the ground.

It's the perfect plan for revenge. Until she meets Damien.

Damien Black is the youngest, the wildest, and the most broken. He doesn't want a sister. He wants to break her and then mold her into what he wants. She doesn't know it yet... but she's his salvation. And he doesn't care, because Damien always gets what he wants. Sophia is the new sun whose sanity orbits.

Alexander Fitzpatrick, furniture designer, company director, single, is not looking for a girlfriend, but for hostesses to keep all women off his back.

Emily Saron, accountant, trainer, single, is not looking for a partner, but is looking forward to her future position as chief accountant at Fitzpatrick Designs.

Alexander gets a hostess who is not a hostess.

Emily becomes exactly that hostess he never wanted.

The fact that Oliver, as the mediator, can't keep his hands off Emily and that Dominik, as the owner of the castle, also wants to get into the erotic game makes the whole story really spicy.

Lucien Ward is a ruthless billionaire with everything—power, wealth, and charm. But beneath his cold exterior lies a dangerous truth: Lucien possesses a forbidden ability—he can control people’s desires. He hides it from the world, afraid of being seen as a monster. Until one night… he lets it slip in front of her.

Aria—his quiet, mysterious maid—accidentally walks in during one of his “episodes.” Fearing exposure, Lucien forces her to submit. She becomes his obsession, his possession, and his weakness. He thinks he's enslaving her desires, molding her body and soul to fulfill his every dark fantasy.

But Lucien doesn't know the truth.

Aria has been watching him for years.

And Aria… isn’t ordinary. With the power to manipulate thoughts and emotions, she lets him believe he’s in control—while pulling the strings from the shadows. Every move, every moment, was orchestrated by her. Even his darkest secrets… she already knows.

But in a world ruled by lust, lies, and layered betrayals—does Aria truly want Lucien’s love? Or is she playing a game so deep, even she can’t escape?