1361 Book(s) Related to daisy darker by alice feeney

He is a vampire. She is a witch.
He has lived for thousands of years.
She is only thirty.
But her blood is both a cure for vampirism and a deadly poison.


‎A doctor cursed to die at thirty-two enters a contract with a 1,300 year-old vampire to break the curse and rewrite her fate. She discovers she isn't who she thinks she was. She's the most powerful witch, a Dagon, and she's the weapon that could kill him.

CALI
Drrrhhhhh! My alarm blared, shattering the silence of my small room. I shot upright, heart racing. Today was no ordinary day it was the day of my interview at B&S Incorporate, the company that could finally change everything for Edward and me. I had dreamt of this moment for weeks, yet now that it was here, a nervous flutter danced in my stomach. I couldn’t afford to be late. Not today.

I leapt out of bed and darted into the bathroom. The cold water on my face jolted me fully awake, washing away the last traces of sleep. I brushed my teeth swiftly, tied my hair into a neat ponytail, and secured it with a red ribbon the same ribbon I wore during my first presentation at college. It felt like a charm, a tiny talisman for luck. I threw on a simple white gown and slid my feet into red slippers, a splash of color against the plain fabric.

Once dressed, I opened my file and carefully arranged my CV, certificates, and other documents, placing them in my red bag. Each paper felt heavy with hope and expectation. One misstep today could cost me the opportunity I had worked so hard for.

The kitchen was next. I cooked cheese and macaroni, a quick breakfast for both Edward and me. I poured a portion into a flask for him—he had a doctor’s appointment later, and he hated missing meals. I ate quickly, swallowing each bite as if it contained my future. When I was done, I gently knocked on Edward’s bedroom door.

“Edward,” I called softly.
“Huuhh…” he mumbled, burying his face in his pillow.
I tapped him lightly again, then harder when he didn’t respond. His head popped up, eyes squinting against the morning light.
“We are on holidays, sis, for crying out loud!” he groaned, rubbing his eyes. Then he suddenly realized he’d shouted and covered his mouth. I fought back a laugh, but the morning urgency left no room for play.

“Don’t you know you have an appointment with the doctor?” I asked, exasperation creeping into my voice.
He bowed his head, muttering, “Okay…” then quickly smirked and ran back into his room, locking the d

This story is about 23-year-old Lily Hills, waking up to the dead body of her one-night stand in a motel. The same man, Damien Kalashnikov, was to tie the knot the next morning, and Lily was slated to handle the magazine publishing the glamorous wedding events.

Lily who just wanted an adventurous night for once in her life, was now accused of murdering a ruthless Russian Mafia boss.

Just as all hope seems lost, Dimitri, Damien's identical twin brother and infamous "Beekeeper," saves her, he proposes a shocking solution: a contract marriage, with conditions for both parties to meet. The wedding, initially intended for Damien and his bride, will proceed as planned – with Lily as the new bride.

As Lily and Dimitri navigate their complicated relationship, he commissions her to write his biography. With each passing day, secrets unfold, and shocking truths surface. Their bond deepens, but danger lurks. With a surprise pregnancy raising stakes, it seemed Damien left a souvenir. A Russian Roulette began.

Albeit, a typical Russian will say to you: Когда река молчит, шепчет ли она секреты рыбам? (When the river's voice is silent, does it whisper secrets to the fish?)

Even in silence, hidden truths may be shared, and secrets can be revealed in unexpected ways.

Will Lily, wife to the Omertà Mafia Don ‘The Beekeeper’ eventually find out what happened that night?

A shadow moved in the doorway, and my heart sank. I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

"Why?" Ace’s voice was low, gravelly, but it sliced through the quiet like a blade.

I exhaled slowly, not wanting to wake Liam. My hands rested on my knees as I stood, deliberately taking my time before facing him. "Why what?" I asked softly, though I already knew the answer.

His form filled the doorway, his presence almost suffocating. His jaw was tight, his shoulders tense. "Why didn’t you tell me about him?" His voice trembled, barely controlled.

My stomach twisted, and I met his piercing gaze. "I tried, Ace. After that night, I called. I searched. I asked everyone who might have known where you went. But you left the city, disappeared like a ghost. What was I supposed to do?"

"You tried?" he hissed, stepping closer, his fists clenching at his sides.

♤

Ace Callahan

The descendant of Xalaria and the rightful heir to the throne, moves like a ghost through the shadows of Earth. Abandoning his war-torn planet to evade his tyrannical father—a ruler thirsty for his blood—Ace hides from the hunters dispatched to track him down. Though adept at blending into the human world, his solitude shatters when someone travels through the threads of time, arriving with a singular purpose: to find him.

Zephyr Vance

A hardened single mother with nothing to lose, is abducted by an unknown faction. They force her into an impossible mission—to locate and capture the one man she swore to hate forever: Ace Callahan. Her assignment is a mystery, but her disdain for Ace burns as fiercely as her will to protect her child.

When their paths finally cross, it’s not the reunion either expected. Mistrust clouds Ace’s judgment, and in a flash of instinct and fury, he knocks Zephyr unconscious, binding her as his captive. Awakening in chains, Zephyr finds herself thrust into Ace’s world—not as his equal, but as his reluctant slave.

Star college hockey forward Ethan Andersen has the talent, the looks, and the NHL scouts watching—until he punches his own captain after winning the Beanpot Tournament final. Branded arrogant and violent, his career is suddenly on thin ice.

The only solution?

A reality show to rebuild his "nice guy" image.

But when his co-star backs out last minute....

Sloane Peters might be the only person desperate enough to step in.

"Sloane" the quiet, glasses-wearing biomedical science major who’d rather stay out of the spotlight.

Now that she's moving in with the brooding athlete for six weeks.

Her job: help the cold, stubborn hockey star look approachable on camera.

His job: not kill each other in their shared Boston apartment.

But Ethan is still furious she once called him a violent maniac… and Sloane is discovering the tough guy hides a surprisingly soft side.

Between explosive arguments, accidental touches, late-night confessions, and the growing chemistry neither of them can fake—

The lines between scripted and real are disappearing fast.

With Ethan’s NHL dreams, her brother’s career, and Sloane’s own hidden passion on the line, one thing is clear: some scripts weren’t meant to stay fake.

She thought his heart belonged to her, but he chose her sister.
Adriana Nox found her sister moaning beneath the man she was supposed to announce a relationship with that night.
The strong Adriana Nox broke at that moment and never healed.
She watched the man she had ever loved exchange vows with her sister— a disaster she never imagined would happen.
Not only was she betrayed by the ones she loved, but declared a villain and cast away by the same people she trusted.
But Adriana swore never to go down into the pit of fire alone. She would drag everyone down with her, including her beloved sister and the love of her life.

Elena, a strong-willed She-wolf is forcefully sold by her father to the cruel Alpha Damien; they tell her that once she bears the Alpha an heir she would be set free.

What she doesn’t know is the cruel Alpha is her mate yet he remains oblivious to their mate bond, he torments her everyday and when Elena discovers she is pregnant she runs away from the abusive grasp of Alpha Damien.

Alpha Damien swore to find her and bring her back but what he doesn't know is Elena is now a well sought out healer.

Will Alpha Damien be able to get back his healer mate? Or will she end up in the hands of a second Alpha?

Find out in the gripping twist ahead!!

I gave him my innocence. He gave me a public rejection.
I gave him my everything. He handed me rejection on a silver plate.

I thought I would be saved by Alpha Kael. I thought that this internal heat of ours meant we were fated. The morning after I gave myself to him, he didn't claim me—he broke me. "You are a traitor's daughter," he announced before the whole pack. "I reject you."

Shattered and humiliated, I fled. I welcomed death. But fate was cruel: I was pregnant.

Three years later, I had to go back to the place where I'd been broken. Not for love, not for revenge. My secret son is dying, and the only cure is in Kael's blood. I plan to steal it and disappear. But I underestimated the Alpha. He caught me in the dark. He locked the door. And this time he looks at me, not with hatred, but with hunger.

"You stole from me, Maya," he growls. "Now, you are mine."

When her twin sister runs away on her wedding day, Elinra Cyrus is forced to take her place, to marry the cursed Alpha of the Zarek Pack. But the ceremony goes horribly wrong, binding her not to one… but three powerful hybrid Alphas.

Trapped in a cold land ruled by secrets and moonlight, Elinra must navigate deadly passion, betrayal, and a curse born from forbidden love. As desire and danger intertwine, she discovers that one of the Alphas, the ruthless Kaelrix, might be her true mate… and the key to breaking the curse.

But when betrayal comes from the people she loves most, Elinra must decide, surrender to fate, or rise against it and rewrite her destiny.

She was betrayed, she rejected him. The reason? She resulted a BARREN women whom Ace can't accept.
After three years of arrange marriage, Ace and Rica had found themselves in a bed—betraying Selene. She was mad but he show no love, however, when she signed up the divorce papers, things had been stumbling across her paths. She was PREGNANT! How come if she's infertile?
Is she going to tell Ace that she's pregnant with his child? Absolutely no! But what if Ace will know that she is? And decided to chase her? Will everything be alright? Do Selene were ready to forgive him? How are they going to make things work out this time?

For ten long years, Elena has lived in the Devils Viper MC clubhouse. Taken in at fifteen after her father died drowning in debt to the club, she transformed herself into the club's secret weapon, a fearless combat medical doctor who patches up their wounds and handles their messes.

Her entire existence has been tortured by Jax, the giant ruthless Vice President and heir to the Vipers throne. Jax has spent a decade making Elena’s life a living hell. He taunts her, and never lets her forget the stupid teenage crush she confessed to him years ago. But deep down, he watches over her possessively, making sure no other man dares to touch her.
When a rival cartel-backed motorcycle club launches an explosive attack on the Vipers' clubhouse, their world shatters. The two are forced to go on the run together until Jax could recover from his bullet wounds.

Stuck in a cabin in the middle of nowhere with only one bed, their ten year slow burn pushes them to a breaking point. A single night of weakness and hot tension leads to a mistake that changes everything, binding their fates permanently. Jax is determined to claim what's been his all along. He’s done playing games, and he’ll be damned if he lets her go. But Elena wants nothing more than to escape the club life that has claimed everything she has ever loved.

Will she stay with the monster who has tormented her for a decade, or will she be the reason the Vipers finally fall? When the enemies who blew their world apart come looking to finish the job, will they be each other's salvation or damnation?

At the Waldorf Astoria in Manhattan, my ex-husband threw champagne all over me, and my wife publicly called me a "gold digger."

I held the tray, silent, like a clown being punished.

Three years ago, I lived in anonymity with her in a basement, cooking and doing laundry for her, all because of the pure stubbornness in her eyes.

In return, she embraced her father's killer and trampled me into the mud.

The divorce agreement was signed quickly, and she got into a Porsche with her enemy.

I laughed.
The next day, a Maybach pulled up in front of the law firm, escorted by eight bodyguards. The sole heir to the oldest conglomerate on the East Coast had returned.

While she was watching the cheap TV in the supermarket, seeing me marry a European princess, she was kneeling in front of a cold shelf, being verbally abused by a homeless man over a moldy potato.

Everyone knows how much Gideon Moretti loves his wife Isabella.

We built this empire together—from street enforcers to rulers of all five boroughs of New York. He promised me the world.

I believed him.

For five years, I took bullets for him. Bled for him. Sacrificed everything so he could become the king of this city.

Then, just days before our fifth anniversary—on the same day I found out I was pregnant—I saw a video.

Gideon, in a bridal boutique, his hand on another woman's waist. Helping her choose a wedding dress.

Daisy. His first love.

Turns out, she's been back for two months. Every "business trip" he took? He was with her.

I made my decision that night. I would leave. Take our baby and disappear.

My child would not grow up in a house built on lies.

A past generations’ wrongful case makes Julian mistake innocent Sienna for his foe’s daughter. Exploiting her crush, he ruins her Cambridge dream on graduation night, destroying her family. For five years, Sienna works in a sleazy club to fund her sick mother’s care.
Their unexpected reunion leaves Julian torn between disgust and secret affection. When the truth surfaces, consumed by regret, he cancels his wedding and spends all his wealth to atone. Yet Sienna’s love is long gone. After settling her family with his money, she leaves forever.

WARNING: mature content ahead. If you are below 18years, please abstain from reading this story. If you find the content unsuitaitable for you, don't continue reading.

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NB: This work is not a sole creation but a partnership between two authors.

Mara Kim has never belonged anywhere… until someone decided she did.
Thrown into Isteros Academy—a world of old money, blood money, and cruel social games—she's an outsider by birth and an afterthought by design. Her sister Solyn is the school's untouchable queen and Mara is her favorite target.
Everyone expects Atreus to treat his fiancée’s scholarship sister like everyone else does—as if she doesn’t matter.
Instead, his dorm room sits directly across from hers, close enough that she can see his light go out at night. Some nights, he climbs the old maintenance trellis just to check on her. He teaches her chess. He shows up exactly when something's gone wrong—and never once asks to be thanked for it.
"Don't fall in love with one piece," he warns her, over a board neither of them treats like a game anymore. "It punishes the person who only sees half of it."
Mara doesn't understand why the boy who's supposed to make her life harder keeps quietly making it easier—not until she realizes the anonymous stranger she's been writing to every week already has a name.
His.
He doesn't know he's writing to her, either.
By the time they find out, it's too late to stop what's already happening. Far too dangerous for anyone to find out.
In an empty studio, in the middle of a rainstorm, she asks him: 'Am I the kind of girl who kisses a boy engaged to my sister?'
He doesn't answer.
So she asks: 'What are we?’
He told her not to fall in love with one piece.
She fell anyway.
And he was never far behind.

I have spent years living in the Underworld, a place of unending darkness where evil flourishes and evil is born. Returning to the Human Realm was supposed to be boring. My intention was to go unnoticed through this fragile world. And yet, all it took was him to shatter my plans.
A single human. That darn little prince. He always made it sound like I was a burden. With his small face and brownish puppy eyes, he did resemble a doll.
I felt a sudden surge of heat as his manhood, thick pressed against my thigh intensified. It was as if his body had responded to our closeness, and I could feel him growing harder. As we kissed, I felt myself getting lost at the moment, lost in the sensation of his lips on mine, his body pressed against me.

“When darkness sweeps in, an unlikely bond ignites.”

Avaris, a young nobleman betrayed and orphaned by those he trusted, faces death at every turn. His dark thoughts, driven by a desperate need for revenge, call forth Dyvian, a very powerful demon that has been dormant for years.

Dyvian grants Avaris's wishes, but at a steep price. However, their encounter causes an unexpected connection, binding their fates and weakening Dyvian's demonic powers.

Dyvian has to face his inner demons as his strength weakens. Now linked to Dyvian, Avaris must contend with a threat to both his and Dyvian's lives as Dyvian is forced to bring Avaris into his world of darkness.

Amidst the darkness, a forbidden attraction blossoms.

Four years ago, Lena Hartley made the most embarrassing mistake of her life. On a stupid dare from her friends, she tries to seduce Adrian Cole—the sexy teaching assistant every girl at the university had a crush on.

Lena discovered, far too late, that Adrian wasn’t alone. His girlfriend was there. And Lena was standing in front of them… naked.

Now Lena works quietly at a coffee shop, keeping her life simple and drama-free, until the bell above the café door rings and Adrian Cole walks in.

Betrayed, exploited, and left to die in a cold basement by the family she called her own, Eleanor Hamilton’s life ended in despair.

But fate grants her a second chance.

She wakes up five years in the past, back when she was still the submissive foster daughter trapped in a web of lies.

This time, she refuses to be their doormat.

Armed with memories of her tragic future, Eleanor vows to tear down the hypocritical masks of her adoptive mother and sister.

Yet, revenge is a dangerous game, and she needs power to survive.

Enter Tristan Douglas—the ruthless, enigmatic CEO who holds the city in his grasp.

He is the one man her enemies fear most.

What begins as a strategic alliance soon ignites into an intense romance.

Under Tristan’s absolute protection, the once-timid girl transforms into a dazzling queen.

As her enemies watch in horror, they realize too late:
the fragile foster daughter they discarded has returned, and she is untouchable.

"Stop calling me your son, Mrs. Carter…
I was never your son."

Adrian Blackwood whispered in his deep, rough voice as he trapped Evelyn against his strong body:
"I want you on your knees in front of me… I want to make you taste sin until you scream only my name."

Evelyn Carter, an elegant divorced woman and a mother at forty five, spent years running from her obsessive ex husband, moving from place to place until she finally settled in a new city as a university professor.
But Adrian, her new neighbor and her son’s best friend, a twenty year old man, came to burn every rule she ever had.

Every filthy word he whispers in her ear, every night he takes control of her mature body… pulls her deeper into a storm of forbidden pleasure and intoxicating shame.

He does not just want her in his bed.
He wants to own her.
Behind his wild desire and growing obsession lies a dark secret and a revenge plan built over years.

In a game filled with lies, control, forbidden heat, and real danger…
Will Evelyn surrender to the man she should never want?
Or will she realize that the monster who burns her every night will destroy her completely?

Warning 18+: explicit scenes, taboo, obsession, dark themes, power imbalance.

I was supposed to hate him. Instead, he stole everything: my freedom, my breath, my heart.

When Yara’s life collides with Rafael’s, it’s not by chance... it’s by force. Powerful, dangerously handsome, and untouchable in his tailored black suit, Rafael is the kind of man whispered about in fear. He’s ruthless. Cold. A man built on secrets and sins. The last person Yara should ever want.

But hatred is fragile when desire cuts deeper. Rafael grips more than just her wrist.. he grips her every thought, every heartbeat, pulling her into a storm she cannot escape. The closer she gets, the more his darkness feels like home… and the more dangerous it becomes to stay.

Every touch is a risk. Every look, a temptation. And when the lies between them shatter, Yara must decide if surrendering to the man she was supposed to hate will destroy her or set her free.

Stolen By the Man I Was Supposed to Hate is a dark romance thriller full of obsession, secrets, and a forbidden love that burns hotter than revenge.

Melissa Roger never wanted to stand out. A simple girl in the strong Moonvalley Pack lived in the shadow of her once-great family. But when her mate, the cruel Alpha Dennis Bruce of the Storm Pack, rejects her for her perceived weakness, Melissa’s world shatters. However, what was meant to break her instead sparks a flame deep within, pushing her on a journey to find a power hidden within her bloodline.

As pack tensions rise and a dangerous plot threatens the delicate balance between the rival packs, Melissa is caught between dangerous lovers, changing alliances, and enemies who seek to destroy her. But with every deception, Melissa only gets stronger.

Will Melissa rise from the ashes of her rejection and find the strength to face the guy who broke her heart? Or will she fall prey to the pack’s dangerous secrets?

She made a deal with the devil and called it strategy.

Reyna Brook is new to Blackwell Elite College…Quiet, timid, easy to overlook. At least that's what she needs everyone to believe. Because Reyna Brook isn't real. Detective Reyna Cole is undercover, and she has three months to prove that Aden Voss.. Cold, untouchable captain of the Blackhawks, knows more about her sister's death than anyone wants to admit.

The plan was simple. Get close. Get answers. Get out.

Then he offered her his protection in exchange for something she never planned to give, and she said yes, because access to Aden Voss is worth any price.

But Aden isn't what she built him to be in her head. And the closer she gets, the harder it becomes to remember which one of them is actually being tamed.

"Let me fuck you. Whenever I want.. you're mine for the duration." A pause. "Do that, and no one at Blackwell touches you again.”

“You really thought you could run from me, wife?”

Marrying Bratva king Asher Volkov was supposed to save my mother, not ruin my life. It was supposed to be a deal. A contract. A fake marriage.

Instead, I fell for the one man I should have feared.

The closer I got to Asher, the harder it became to ignore the dangerous pull between us. Every touch felt forbidden. Every glance felt like a promise I shouldn’t want.

Then I discovered I was pregnant.

When a devastating secret from our past came to light, I disappeared without a trace. But men like Asher Volkov don’t lose what belongs to them.

Now he’s hunting me down, obsessed with bringing me back to his side. The problem is, I’m hiding a truth that could destroy everything we have.

Because if Asher discovers what I’ve been keeping from him, he might never forgive me.

And if he doesn’t…

He’ll never let me go.

Three mates. Two warring clans. One forbidden bite that broke every rule.
She’s a werebear.
They’re alpha werewolf brothers.
And the moon has marked all three as fated mates. Jenny Monroe never meant to ignite a war between werebears and wolves. But when the Cagle alpha twins—Brennan and Mark—claim her as their one true mate, she’s forced to choose: obey her hate-filled father, or surrender to a bond hotter than the bonfire that first tangled their fates five years ago.
To stay with the men who own her soul, Jenny will let them sink their fangs into her skin… and rewrite her very nature. But as a shadow corruption poisons their kind and an old enemy rises, their triad bond will be tested by blood, magic, and a prophecy that names her the guardian the supernatural world has waited centuries to meet.
With a heartstone burning against her chest and two alphas at her side, Jenny will embrace her power… or watch everyone she loves burn.

blurb
Bound by Fate. Shattered by Lies.

Kathy thought finding her fated mate was the beginning of a love story blessed by the Moon Goddess. But one devastating moment changes everything—walking in on Alpha Bryson with another woman, his ex and rumored “true Luna.”

When a shocking accusation of betrayal and an impossible pregnancy test turn the pack against her, Kathy finds herself stripped of her title, her home, and her dignity. Rejected by the man destiny chose for her, humiliated by his vengeful ex, and haunted by dark memories of her past, she must fight to hold on to her truth.

In a world where loyalty is rare and power is everything, Kathy’s only way forward is to uncover the truth behind the lies… before they destroy her completely.

My flame-red dragon Theodore, the one I'd raised for seven years, had become wrong.
Normally, if I left for more than a day, he'd slam into me the second I walked through the door—tail coiled around my arm, head nuzzling my neck, acting like a hatchling fresh out of the shell.
This time I pushed open the door and Theodore didn't even look at me.
I reached out to touch his scales. He shook my hand off, irritated.
That night I tried to let him coil around my arm to sleep like always. He actually whipped me with his tail, then flew up to the top of the cabinet with pure disgust on his face.
I stared up at that arrogant dragon head perched on the cabinet, something tight and cold coiling in my chest.
Finally, I'd had enough. I pulled the crystal orb from my sleeve.

One month before the SATs, I saw my predicted score floating right above my head.
But every time I finished a practice test, the score automatically dropped by 20 points.
And if I skipped class to party for a day, it went up by 20 points.
In my past life, I partied for a whole month, and the score above my head reached a perfect 1600.
But when the results finally came out, I only scored a 400.
And my sister Seraphina got a 1600!
My father, Richard Vanderbilt, was absolutely furious.
My mother, Eleanor Vanderbilt, fueled the fire beside him.
She convinced my father to send me to a troubled teen boarding school.
They cut off my funds and threw me out of the mansion.
That very night, I was cornered by a group of street thugs in a dark alley and beaten to death.
As I lay dying, I heard Seraphina's voice.
"You always played the untouchable genius, Rhea. But you still got fooled by the score above your head."
That was when I finally realized the truth.
My SAT score had been completely controlled and siphoned by my sister.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to exactly one month before the exam.

At the celebration party, everyone was egging them on.
To kiss ass with the so-called "investor's daughter," James, started playing some flirty card game with Vivian right in front of me, feeding her chips and making out.
I stood in the corner holding his jacket like some pathetic coat-check girl.
When I confronted him, James looked pissed. "Sophie, it's just an act! Vivian's got the company by the balls—don't be so damn difficult!"
I laughed.
He had no idea that the "Vivian" he was desperately sucking up to was nothing but a fraud riding someone else's coattails.
And the real person holding his fate, the one who'd greenlit his precious S-tier project? That was me—the wife he called "completely useless."
The day after our divorce, I pulled the plug on all of James's funding.
He went ballistic trying to meet with the mysterious investor. When the doors opened, I was sitting at the head of the table. Right in front of him, I fed that S-tier project proposal into the shredder:
"James, this deal? I'm out."

"Let me borrow your husband for one night and I spare your dad's life." Trishia Meyer, the only daughter of Senator Meyer demanded.
To save her father's company, Arabella had agreed to marry the evil billionaire, Bill Sky.
She dared to kiss him to show off her ex-boyfriend that night but she never expected the kiss would deepen and he didn’t want to let go.
That night was just a mistake but they met again.
They agreed to sign a non-disclosure contract and they swore not to love each other.
Sacrificing herself to be with the domineering cold man and turning a blind eye to his sexual affairs with other women were just some of the things she needed to endure every day.
Now that she conceived his baby, he wanted it to be aborted instantly.
She thought that the baby inside her tummy would bring them closer together but he accused her of deceiving him.
Arabella Jones then made a promise to herself that she would do everything to live a happy life with her baby far away from him. Little did she know, it's not for her to decide, that if the billionaire's wrath would allow her.

“Are you sure you want me to paint on something else other than the canvas? I asked, my eyes still on him as I slid my hand under his shirt, my fingers grazing the warm skin of his back as I dragged him closer by the waist.
“Well,” he whispered, “I don’t mind being your canvas.” He smirked wickedly. “Give it your best shot, Mr. Flame and Fleur. Turn me into a masterpiece.”

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When Hollywood’s golden boy falls for the one man he’s not allowed to want, hiding becomes more dangerous than being seen. Aiden Vale has everything fame, fortune, and millions who worships him.

But behind close doors, his perfect life belongs to one man, Jamie, his assistant. The quiet shadow who manages his schedules, knows his weakness, and the only one who can bring him to his knees. To the public, Jamie is invisible, to Aiden, he’s a temptation he can’t afford.

Their love is forbidden, dangerous, and addictive. Every stolen touch risks exposure, every night together could end Aiden’s career and destroy the life they’ve built in silence. But hiding is its own kind of prison, and Jamie is tired of living in the dark.

As paparazzi lenses start catching more than they should and old enemies resurface with revenge on their minds, the line between secrecy and survival begins to blur.

Loving Aiden could ruin them both, and Jamie might be the one holding the match.

Spicy. Steamy. Addictive. Heart breaking.

💔 Forbidden Love
👨‍❤️‍👨 Celebrity × Assistant
😶‍🌫️ Hidden Relationship
❤️‍🩹Betrayal/Comfort
🔌Power Play (BDSM Undertones)
💫Public vs. Private Persona
💢Angst + Possession + Obsession
⛓️ MXM / BXB Dark Romance
🔞18+

I used to move through life with the gnawing belief that something inside me was tainted, wrong in a way I could never explain. Daylight felt like a lie I was forced to live under, its brilliance too harsh, too exposing. I never truly belonged in the sun. Maybe that’s why, when I saw him, cloaked in shadow and sin, I felt something awaken deep within me.
Agostino Santini was everything I wasn’t supposed to want, yet everything I craved. He looked like he had been carved from my darkest fantasies, his presence an intoxicating gravity I couldn't resist. The world called him many things: predator, monster, omen of death. And maybe he was. But to me, he was something else entirely.
He didn’t just save my life, he breathed something new into it. With every glance, every whispered word, he unraveled the tight threads of restraint I’d bound myself with. He touched me like he knew every secret my skin kept hidden. He gave me a taste of pleasure so raw, so consuming, it made me question everything I thought I knew about desire.
All he ever asked of me was my blood. But I knew if I surrendered that, I wouldn’t be able to stop there. I’d give him everything. My body. My heart. My soul. And I did. Willingly.
His dark magnetism blinded me to the truth until it was far too late. I was drawn to him like a moth to flame, compelled, helpless. And when I stepped too close, the fire didn’t just burn. It consumed.
That’s when I learned the most devastating truth of all. Love like this doesn’t end in happily ever after.
It ends in ruin.
And in the end, only one of us will survive.

Lucien leaned forward, his chest pressing against my back.

One hand snaked around to grip my cock, stroking me in time with his thrusts. The dual sensation was

overwhelming, and my cries turned to screams as I teetered on the edge of release.

"Cum for me," Lucien commanded, his breath hot against my ear. "Now."

The command was all it took. My body arched as I came, my vision going white. Lucien didn't stop, fucking me through my orgasm until he finally found his release, spilling deep inside me with a guttural groan.

———
I was never supposed to be here.

One moment, I was just a human trying to survive with my little brother. The next, I was trapped in the clutches of Lucien Vatore, the Vampire King-ruthless, possessive, and insatiable.

He claims my blood is golden, the key to his survival. But I see the way he looks at me—like he craves more than just my veins. His touch is fire and ice, his whispers are a deadly promise.

I should run. I should fight.

But when his lips graze my throat, when his hands pin me down, I realize something terrifying-I don't want to escape.

And Lucien will never let me go.

EMILY KATHERINE GAINES couldn't be bothered by petty things such as an arranged marriage, a strict father and being a workaholic, but a certain man with a body that looked like it had been painted by the great Leonardo Da Vinci himself, seemed to do more than bother her. How much further would she go to have him bring everything she had built up, down to the ground? How much lust could she control? How much heartache could she take? Emily didn't know the answer to all of that, but the one thing she did know was that she wanted this man. At any cost.

Lena Hart has been hurt before. Badly. So when Ethan Vale walks into her life—handsome, gentle, successful—she doesn’t know whether to trust him or run. He says all the right things. Looks at her like she’s the only woman in the world. For the first time in years, she lets someone in.

But love shouldn't feel like this.

Because soon, women who look just like Lena start turning up dead.

Strangled. No signs of struggle. No forced entry. Each victim wore the same perfume Ethan gifted Lena. Each one met their end after falling for someone who seemed… perfect.

Now Lena is watching everything: his words, his habits, his lies. And she’s asking herself the question she doesn’t want answered—

What if the man she’s falling for is the one hunting her?

As the city panics and the bodies stack up, Lena has two choices: run, or play along long enough to figure out the truth.

But in this game of love and survival, one wrong move could make her the next victim.

“I cut off his hands because he touched you. I gouged out his eyes because he looked at you. Do you want to keep playing games with me, Chloe?”

Eighteen years of being her father's heavily guarded mafia princess did nothing to prepare her for Christian Vaughn — a man who kills without hesitation, controls without mercy, and has just decided that she belongs to him.
She didn't choose him out of free will, signed his contract because the alternative was death at the hands of the Elites that wanted her gone.
Now she lives in his mansion, breathes the air he allows her, and plays the role of his devoted girlfriend while a target remains painted on her back and the bodies keep disappearing.
Christian doesn't love her. He doesn't love anything.
But he will burn the entire world down before he lets anyone else touch what is his.
And Chloe is beginning to realize that the most dangerous thing in her life isn't the killers hunting her.
It's the way she's slowly stopped being afraid of the one who already caught her.
Some monsters don't hide under your bed.
Some of them hand you a contract and tell you to sign.

Her fiancé murdered her family and sold her virgin cunt to the highest bidder in the North.

Ten million gold, and she’s on her knees, dripping, collared, and gifted to the Devil Alpha himself.

Vuk Kael Lasković is seven feet of cruel muscle and demonic cock.

He rips her open on the throne-room floor, knot swelling, fangs in her throat, and growls through the ruin:

“Fuck!! Look at you taking me raw—what have you done to me, little moon?”

He paid to hunt her.

He’ll spend the rest of eternity breeding her sloppy, marking every inch of skin, turning the last Lunar princess into his personal, whimpering, cum-soaked queen.

She was sold to be used and discarded.
She’ll be the filthy little slut who owns the Devil’s soul, one ruined orgasm at a time.

Ezmeralda is queen of the dark witches, she must learn how to not only lead her people but come to peace agreements with the Alpha King as well as the Vampire queen.

Though the road to full peace is long, it seems like they don't have as much time as they thought. With black witches threatening their way of life as well as harnessing power through the humans that they kidnap and rogues that they somehow control, Ezmeralda must act swiftly to nullify the threat to not only her people but other races as well.

Familiar faces reveal themselves; it leaves Ezmeralda and her people in complete shock. She must now face people she once thought dead; With the help of her powerful new found mate she is able to better protect everyone. Everyone pushes themselves beyond their normal limits but still have to tread lightly so that they don't become the soulless black witches they are fighting. Once straight lines are now blurred in the midst of everything and Ezmeralda knows she can't save everyone in the end.

Who will survive and come out on top? Read along to find out.

Rejected. Broken. Worthless.
Jane thought the worst part of being rejected by her mate would be the heartbreak. She was wrong.
When her own father—the pack’s respected Beta—stands before everyone and calls her a mistake, her world shatters. The man who should have protected her becomes the one who crushes her, branding her a stain on their family and wishing she had never been born.
“You’re nothing but trash. A stain on this family.”
Alone, humiliated, and stripped of her identity, Jane is left with an impossible choice: endure a life of rejection… or escape into the unknown and risk everything for a chance at freedom.
When the people who were supposed to love you most become your greatest enemies—
How do you survive?
And how do you rise?

As a low-ranking scholarship student, Saphielle learned that at Velmorne Academy mercy is a luxury she can't afford. Living as a toy for the cruel elite, she thought she had hit rock bottom, until her boyfriend dumped her publicly, stripping away her last shred of dignity. But as she ran from her shame, destiny intervened, leading her straight into the arms of Prince Azrael.
Azrael has spent four centuries haunted by a curse, hunting for the one destined to save him. When he encounters Saphielle, he finds a girl who should be an outcast, her lack of scent is a terrifying taboo among werewolves. Yet, her eyes trigger a hunger in him that no prophecy could have prepared him for.
Saphielle is the one Azrael shouldn't want. She belongs to his enemy, and she is the woman his fiancée wants destroyed. But Azrael doesn't care about the rules of men or wolves. He has found his obsession, and he will never let her go.


"Azrael! What are you doing?" I gasped.
He'd dropped to his knees before me, smiling devilishly.
"I told you," He lifted my dress and it took everything in me to not hide myself as he tugged down my panties. "I want to taste you."
My eyes widened but I stepped out of them, because really, I wanted this.
But… "Not…not here anyone could see!"
"Put your leg on my shoulder," he said instead.
And I did as he asked, placing my left leg over his shoulder.
"Good girl."
"What if someone looks for me. I've been gone for minutes!"
"Then let's see how fast I can get you to cum before anyone misses you."
I wanted to argue but my words morphed into a strangled gasp at the first swipe of his warm, wet tongue against my swollen clit.
Fuck. God's. Fuck.

Born in a pack that only valued beauty and fluidity on ice, Yvonne's weight and her wolf's fear of ice was practically a curse.

The day before the grand audition, a day that every werewolf teen looks forward to, she finds out her ice skating partner of two years and her boyfriend, had dropped her as a partner and gone for her step sister instead.

Heartbroken, she nearly gives up, understanding that she may either end up auctioned or as an omega if she isn't able to audition into the grand rink, especially with her commoner status.

And that is when Void comes in. Her best friend since they were both eight and she cleverly saved him from a snake, Void was the best ice skater in the pack and the alpha heir, the only one exempted from having to compete for a place in the rink.

But once Yvonne is left all alone, he steps in, offering her a once in a lifetime chance.

Dance with him on the ice. That was all.

Neither of them expected it to be messy. Especially not Yvonne. But it was, and amongst it all, she found herself looking at her childhood best friend a little differently.

To save her kingdom, Princess Elara of Vareth is given to the Devil’s son. But her new husband, Azael, seems more human than monster, and far too familiar.

When she finds a garden filled with statues carved in her image, she realizes her fate didn’t begin the night she met him. It began centuries ago, when she was Seraphine, the first Bride of Flame.

Now trapped in a cycle of love, death, and rebirth, Elara must uncover the truth behind the pact that binds their souls. Each secret she unravels draws her closer to the truth, and to the fire that could either save or destroy them both.

In a realm built on promises and ash, love might be her greatest curse of all.

"Don't call her a bitch, asshole," Sierra hissed.
"What's it got to do with you?" the greasy creep demanded.
"Oh, I don't know, Stimpy, maybe because you're harassing my woman and she just got here."
"Oh, shit, Orion. Sorry, man. Didn't realize she was with you."
Orion: As the heir apparent to the Primal Howlers' MC President patch, a chance encounter with a beautiful woman pulls me into a war I wasn't expecting that could bring the whole club down. But when she runs from me, I will pursue her to the end of the earth to find her and bring her back.
Whether she likes it or not.
Raquel: I moved to Monument, Colorado to write my thesis and get some much-needed distance from my overbearing family. What I didn't expect was to find myself hung up on a biker who appears to have nothing to lose.
I, however, have everything to lose and I'm worried Orion just might be my downfall.

I never meant to want him. Gianni Rossetti—tattooed, dangerous, twice my age, and my best friend’s father.

He was supposed to be off-limits. Untouchable. The kind of man you only fantasize about when you’re alone in the dark with your hand between your thighs.

But the night I caught him eating another woman alive by the pool, I couldn’t look away.
And he knew it.
The moment his dark eyes locked on mine through the glass, I became prey. His filthy smirk promised one thing—he saw me touching myself to him, and he wasn’t about to let me forget it.

Now, every time I’m in his house, I can’t breathe without thinking of his mouth between my legs.
I left my cheating boyfriend behind, only to fall into something even more dangerous:
a man who could ruin me, break me, and make me beg for his cock while his own daughter sleeps in the next room.

He’s too old. Too powerful. Too forbidden.
But Gianni doesn’t ask—he takes.
And I don’t want him to stop.

They bred me to be sold--a doll, a bargain, a tool with a crown.
When they gave me to Alric, the werewolf Alpha every soldier fears, I expected chains.
Instead, he saw me. Chose me. Made me feel, for the first time in twenty years, like I was worth something more than my price.
Then my father showed me what he truly is--eyes burning red, hands that can stop a heart between one breath and the next.
Savage. Inhuman. Utterly beyond anything I was ever prepared for.
He saved me. I don't doubt that.
But he is a wolf. I am human.
No amount of tenderness changes what lives underneath his skin--or the fact that the moon goddess never made us for each other.
He reaches for me like I'm something worth keeping.
I'm just not sure I'm brave enough to believe it.
Because what do you do when the only person who ever made you feel alive is the one person you were never meant to love?

“You are so wet for me, my little girl.”
“Yes daddy…ah…,” I whimpered, my toe curling...
“Look at me,” he commanded, his thumb lifting my chin with practiced ease. “I need you to see the way I undo you, see how I will make you shatter for the first time.”
I was about to close my eyes in pleasure as he rode me to cloud nine when I saw Cole through the glass door.
He seemed to have been standing there for a while from the look on his face and what made my heart fled to my mouth was that he was looking straight at us as Roman fucked me raw, his expression unreadable.
“Fuck! Cole is here.”
24 hours ago, I had a job, a boyfriend, and a promise to myself to stay pure until marriage.
But when I refused to perform oral sex on my boss, I lost everything—my career, my dignity, all of it.
Broken and desperate, I ran to my boyfriend Cole, only to find him in a groom’s tuxedo, marrying another woman.
He called me a nobody. He laughed in my face, mocking me for being old-fashioned and clinging to my virginity.
If he could betray me like this, why shouldn’t I sleep with his uncle Roman?
I thought it would just be a reckless, vengeful one-night stand.
Then Roman handed me a contract.
He said my scent was the only cure for his insomnia.
The deal would get my job back, pay for my brother’s medical bills, and let me finally support myself.
Do I refuse… or sign?