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When seventeen-year-old Eleanor discovers her parents plan to sell her permanently to a vampire on her eighteenth birthday, fate intervenes—she's purchased by the ancient vampire Sebastian Astoria.
For ten years, Eleanor has been forced to provide blood to vampires, treated as nothing more than a commodity by parents who deemed her "evil" from birth. But under Sebastian's protection, everything changes. In his mansion, she learns she's a rare dhampir (half-vampire) with extraordinarily valuable blood, and as his servant, she finally experiences respect and kindness.
Boundaries between master and servant begin to blur. Her quick wit and compassion awaken something long dormant in the ancient vampire, while his protection offers her the first taste of safety she's ever known. But can a servant girl truly trust the promises of a creature who has lived for centuries?

Lavelle Wynstella, used to believe that life is a curse of dying art. Being a victim of domestic violence, being a troll of her classmates, dealing with the biggest effects of major depression that getting worse day by day. Everything burdens her so much that she wants to go away as soon as possible. She hates everything in her life, even though she had Mark and Daniela as best sidekick that known about her mental illness.

Someday Lavelle jumped into the rivers, and she's been comatose for a week, she told Mark to take her to the cabin in the middle of the forest that she bought by her freelance's gigs money. Mark was hesitant to do that, but Lavelle kept forcing him. Lavelle thought when she fled away, she'd get a better life. But it's wrong.

Everything that could be an impossibility that finally made Lavelle into their world. The weird world of unnatural creatures that she hasn't met before. One by one Mark's secrets opened by the time, when he dragged her into isekai world.

Being a struggle for three opposing vampire camps for power. Unable to escape after being hypnotized by a handsome vampire when she got lost on the edge of the lake.

Can she escape from the vampire's target?

Or does she have to be trapped forever by the vampire's beautiful eyes?

In a city where magic and darkness intertwine with ancient secrets and futuristic technology, two siblings marked by a hidden past seek redemption. Izabella, a young witch with a deep connection to the moon, and Brandon, a banished wizard with uncontrollable power, become entangled in a conspiracy that threatens to destroy their world. The arrival of an enigmatic vampire, Lord Lucien, unleashes a forbidden passion between him and Izabella—a desire that defies old alliances and ignites a dangerous game of seduction. As forces of night and light clash in an epic battle, an ancient prophecy called "Miss Atomic Bomb" reveals that only the union of love and sacrifice can save their destiny. Amid secrets, betrayals, and forbidden love, the protagonists must confront their own demons to prevent total destruction from consuming Luminara.

You live to serve me. You serve to satisfy me. You satisfy to die for me, my vampire pet.
What will happen if a woman who's only twenty-two encounters a rude CEO? Their paths crossed but when he told her that he was not human, fear occupied her immediately.
He's one of the seven deadly sins: the sin of greed who's always greedy. One of the top vampires has an extremely handsome face. Women admire him. When he found her scent, he became only addicted to her and only she can be the vampire pet.

When the alpha of the black moon pack is attacked by a group of rouges, he never expected for anyone to help him specially his mate. One who is hiding a secret and is as unique as him.
Will they find love within each other of be torn apart by some one unexpected.

His lips were on hers, hard, demanding and devastating. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her flush against him, making her feel every inch of his dominance.
She moaned against his lips, her fingers threading into his dark hair, pulling him closer.
The energy in the chamber shifted. The symbols on the walls glowed, reacting to their unbreakable seething bond.
Damian pulled back just enough to meet her gaze. His silver eyes burned with something she had never seen before, something ancient, something dangerous.
"This bond," he murmured, brushing his thumb over her lips, swollen from his kiss. "It’s more than just fate, Isla. It’s something that was written in the stars long before we ever met."


To repay her father's debt, Isla steps into the world of Damian Wolff, an enigmatic and dangerous Alpha of a powerful werewolf pack. What begins as servitude quickly becomes something more, as an undeniable pull binds them together.
But Isla is no ordinary human. Strange visions, violent dreams, and a power she can't explain begin to awaken, catching the attention of ancient forces determined to control or destroy her.
As Isla's connection with Damian deepens, truths about her bloodline unravel and a long-lost prophecy connected to their legacy threaten with reshaping their world.
Allies fall, enemies rise and forbidden bonds emerge as the future is in Isla’s hands.
Torn between love, duty and destiny, Isla must make an impossible choice: protect those she loves by surrendering herself or rise as the force she was born to be, even if it means tearing everything apart.
Passion, prophecy and betrayal weave a story where one woman’s fate could change everything.

When your bf cheated and dumped you on your birthday
You ordered a skilled call boy for yourself to take your v-card
He was indeed skilled and crazy hot. You left cash and run away the next morning.
Later, you run into the "call boy" in your classroom and found he's in fact your new Professor
“You forgot your stuff”
He gave you a grocery bag in front of everyone with a poker face
"What...?"
It was the cash you left...and your bra

Kalani is a college senior with a packed schedule and zero time for dating, partying, or anything remotely fun. But all of that changes on Halloween night when she unwittingly becomes the target of a cruel prank—one that sees her offered up as the vi-r-gi-nal bride of the town’s most infamous legend: the Prince of Darkness.

Convinced it’s nothing more than a ridiculous urban myth, Kalani sets out to prove it wrong. But when the Prince of Darkness himself shows up to claim his bride, her world is turned upside down.

Suddenly, she’s married to a dangerously alluring and mysterious vampire. As she struggles to adjust to her new reality—including the whole undead, immortal wife thing—Kalani realizes that becoming a vampire has awakened an eerie new ability: she can see the dead.

When the ghost of her murdered sister-in-law appears, begging for justice, Kalani is thrust into a deadly mystery that forces her to dig into the shadows of her husband’s past. The deeper she goes, the more she begins to question everything—including the man she’s bound to for eternity.

Vivianne
I hate vampires. They killed my mother and took the only man I ever loved—my first love, who died years ago, leaving me with a daughter to raise whom I love more than life itself.
Since then, I learned how to survive without a man in my life or any kind of romantic entanglements. Or at least, I thought I did.
Until I saved a dying man on the side of the road in an unfamiliar place.
Alaric. The most feared vampire in the world. But he cannot survive without me.
And the longer I stay by his side, the more I start to lose control around him.
Then I met his younger brother and felt equally drawn to him and it confused me.
I fear for both my daughter and me in their dangerous circles, surrounded by their enemies.
One day a man who looks exactly like my lost love crosses my path.
I try to tell myself he is not the same man but my heart yearns for that lost love.
I discover he’s also part of Alaric and Bryce’s dangerous world of vampires.
Then one day he whispers to me
“The one who killed the man you loved, is Alaric.”
So I approach him with love. I kiss him with the intent to kill.
I try to protect my daughter, my friends, and myself, but I am powerless against their strength
But the truth was never meant to be uncovered.
And once I start digging, there is no way back.

She's a werewolf and vampire.

Alexis feels her life is full of danger. Ever since she saw the vampire killing someone in the hallway, she felt watched. Remembering the silver-colored eyes that the vampire had made Alexis start to lose her mind. But when Alexis meets him, the vampire did not hesitate to claim her as his fate.

Tonight will be ours!
I’m going to show him just how much I love him and want to be with him. I will do anything that I can to keep our relationship moving forward. He’s so good to me, and now I have his parents on my side, and I could not be any happier than I am right now!
“Nothing will mess this up for us,” I thought to myself.


Micah, the son of Jasper, becomes stronger and stronger as his father gives him powers to become the king vampire. When Micah sucks the blood from a woman named Malena, she becomes a vampire and Micah’s lover who Jasper grows to accept. As Micah and Jasper hunt for more humans to make
their pack stronger, Malena gets powers that she never had and must learn to use them as a protector and healer. But when Malena is captured by vampire hunters, Micah must save her… before she dies or becomes human again.
The Rising: Vampires Forbidden Lover is created by Christina Funera, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Lucille was one of the most skilled female assassins, and on the previous night, she embarked on a top-secret mission. However, the mission's details were leaked, leading to her untimely demise at the hands of a traitorous companion. She never discovered the identity of the person who betrayed her before her death. But by some miracle, she was granted a new life, and was reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover the truth and seek revenge for her family, Lucille seized her second chance at life. She planned to avenge her loved ones. However, her plans were complicated by Joseph, an apparently frail man who was actually skilled in martial arts. And he seemed to fall for her deeply, now this newfound knowledge only added to the complications of Lucille's revenge plan...

On the night of her mate ceremony, Selena Frost is publicly rejected by her destined mate and betrayed by her best friend. Fleeing into the night, she collides with Damian Blackthorne, the ruthless billionaire Alpha whispered to be cursed by the moon itself.

Damian offers her a chilling bargain: become my contract bride, and I will protect you from those who want you destroyed. But the closer Selena comes to Damian’s world of wealth, power, and shadows, the more she uncovers secrets both dangerous and irresistible.

For under the velvet moonlight, a beast waits to be unleashed, and only Selena holds the power to tame it… or be consumed by it.

"Kane stays unmoving, and I realize he’s barely breathing. I don’t think he needs oxygen to stay alive, so that’s not too surprising, but I can’t’ figure out why he is so still. His hand at my waist is so very close to my breastbone, the longing for him to slide it up only a few inches, to touch me in places no one ever has before, has a gasp leaving my lips. I have to bite down again to keep from moaning, and he hasn’t even kissed me yet."
Emory: I was born to be the Alpha of my pack, my father's first born daughter. But now... I am here, in the castle of our greatest enemy, the Vampire King. I should hate Kane Alexander, but the more time I spend with him, the more I long for him in ways I cannot understand. I am not here to be his lover, though. I am here to be his feeder. But even before his lips graze my skin the first time, I know I would give myself to him in every way imaginable if only he should ask. Kane: I long to taste the wolf shifter, but not her blood, her body... her essence. I want her in every way imaginable. But I'm already betrothed to marry another blood-born vampire, and if I call that off, I have resigned my kingdom to yet another war. There has to be a way to keep Emory Moonraker as my feeder but not claim her in my bed. I just haven't figured it out yet, and every time I look into her jade eyes, I forget everything and everyone but her. But I have enemies, and every moment she spends here in my home, Castle Graystone, she's in danger.

Book 1 The Devil's Bride
Book 2 The Elder's Kitten
Book 3 The Vampire King's Bride
Can be read stand-alone.
Warning: Mature Content
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I could tell that she wanted nothing more than to kiss me, and from the way she was gazing at my fangs, I knew she imagined what it would be like if I were to drink from her. A thing I’d found myself unable to stop thinking about for years now.
Bast was fighting so hard against herself, doing everything she could to convince herself that she didn't want this, that she didn't want me. Unknowing that she was fighting a losing battle, as she'd already made up her mind to be mine, and was only wasting her own time by denying it.
After giving her a few moments to tell me no, and hearing no refusal, I gently traced my hands down her form until they met her thighs. Once I saw that she had no issue with it, I lifted her, so our faces were even with each other. "Why are you fighting against what you want, kitten?" I whispered as I brushed my lips against hers, torturing myself just as much as I was torturing her.
"I don't know," Bast responded as she looked down, trying to catch her breath.
I put my hand under her chin and tilted her head back, forcing her to look up at me. I hesitated for just a moment before finally giving in and bringing my lips to hers. Though I'd been thinking about it for years, the reality far exceeded expectation as I finally felt her lips against mine, heard her tiny purrs of pleasure and excitement as I allowed my hands to explore her body.
Finally, being able to touch and caress her, feeling her tightening her legs around me as I explored her tongue with mine, it was like a climax of its own. Her heartbeat was erratic as she leaned into me, a small moan escaping as I explored her curves with my hands, her nails digging into my chest as she gripped my jacket to pull me closer. She couldn't hide how much she wanted me. Not now, not while her body was begging me to continue...

"Be my slave,” Gerald claimed shortly.
“WHAT???” shouted Lisa.
“Be my slave,” whispered Gerald one more time.
“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?” Lisa screamed.
“No other option! The only way is agreeing to be my slave,” said Gerald once more to convince her to agree with his wish.
“NO WAY. I AM NOT GOING TO BE ANYONE’S SLAVE!” said Lisa proudly.
“Just wait and see. How long will you stand with your choice? Nobody will help you to get out from here. In the end, you will give up and beg to be my slave.” answered Gerald.
"NEVER," said Lisa.
"You will," said Gerald.
Lisa was saved by Gerald, who is a vampire prince.
But her real nightmare has just begun.
To be the vampire prince's slave, or to die.
What is Lisa's choice?

A dark romance, vividly grotesque, morally questionable, fate-defying, vampirically induced tale of happily ever after. With a little bit of dark humor, of course.

Tessa was one of the best assassins for hire, she lives for the thrill of the kill. The blood of her victims never tainted her subconscious.

Until one day there was a threat to her life. She had three months to live. Tessa was doomed, she had tried everything and she knew she couldn't get out of her impending death. And what did Tessa do when she only had three months to live? She made a bucket list.

She had been busy with her lust to kill that she didn't get to live a normal life, after all, she was a psychopath.

Fun fact: Psychopaths are almost incapable of truly loving another.

Will Tessa manage to cross everything on her list?


The Angel of Death, that was what they called him. Nero Severus Xerxes was a vampire King who was among the oldest.

Nero had taken lives, he had taken humans, vampires, and other supernatural beings, yet none would challenge him. He was a possessive bastard, he was a ruler, a sadistic male who protects what was his.

One day Nero was faced with the most beautiful woman with a strange view of death. She even had a bucket list. As a vampire King who had lived a thousand lives her careless attitude intrigued him.

Will Nero fall for her and resist all temptation and let her slip through his fingers because of her stubbornness?

Lucy had always hoped for a quiet peaceful life. That all changed when she was betrothed to the devil himself, the vampire king.

His eyes traveled all over my body, from head to toe. It made me self-conscious for some reason.

"The dress fits you well," then he paused and murmured, looking at the floor. "I

was wondering if you'd like it or not." "Huh?"

His head turned to me again as if he was freed from a trance.

"So now will you tell me what I have to do for you, sir?" I said sarcastically. "What?" He looked at me with surprise.

"What? You have to have some purpose for keeping me here by force," I said, pressing on the last two words.

He paused for a few seconds and then the lamest thing I could have ever imagined came out of his mouth.

"Yes, you are here to serve me," he stated blankly.

"What? Did I hear you right? You knocked me out, kidnapped my sister, and

blackmailed me into coming here just to be your servant?" I cried out in disbelief.

A smirk began to settle on his face as he took in my reaction. He was enjoying this absurdity even more!

"Yes, dear. You are here to serve me. From now on, you will be with me 24 hours. All matters regarding me are your responsibility from now on."

This is insane! Is he really a pervert? What is he trying to pull?

"But you already have a lot of servants!" I protested. 'And they're always at your beck and call too! Why the hell would you have me kidnapped for this? And who gives new clothes and breakfast in bed to a servant?"

This was driving me crazy. Was he playing with me? Probably, a rotten rich vampire prince playing for fun. But I was not going to play hooky with him. No way!

He kidnapped her sister and forced her to be with him. She waited for the right time to get herself and her sister free. But when the time will come, will she want to get away from him?

“You are certainly handsome, for a bloodthirsty vampire.” I blurted, unable to stop the words as they slipped from my lips.
“Funny, no one has ever complimented my looks in the thousands of years I have walked these halls.” He smiled, his elongated fangs almost piercing his lips.
I took a sharp breath, forcing myself not to stare at his mouth. “Then you are clearly surrounding yourself with the wrong people.”

*******When Ariel finds her sister just and she is murdered and thrust into the same world her parents died in, how would she even begin to survive? She becomes the king's most valued and most hated asset, a weapon for the vampires.

Ariel is the last Ariss witch, her bloodline is well sought after. Once the news of her marriage to Calen spreads, it isn't only The Chosen who come after them. Its other clans also, demand that Ariel submits to them and help them get what they want.

They come to a deal that Ariel would meet with the princes of the other two main clans as well as some of the lesser clans to see if she would find any of them a worthy partner.

She picks two suitors, Tristan and Samuel. One from a lesser clan and the other from one of the two bigger clans.

It was the kind of cold that seeped into your bones.
In my past life, I was locked in the abandoned freezer beneath St. Jude Preparatory Academy.
Outside the door stood my biological brother Spencer, along with Landon—my boyfriend of three years. And between them, wearing Landon's oversized football jacket, was my stepsister Lacey.
"Blythe, just admit you bullied me. Post an apology video to the whole school, and Spencer will let you out." Lacey's voice trembled, fake tears glistening at the corners of her eyes.
Spencer's voice cut through the metal door like ice:
"Blythe, you brought this on yourself. You've been terrorizing Lacey at school, pushed her to the edge. Maybe some time in there will teach you what decency looks like."
Landon's voice dripped with disappointment: "Jesus, Blythe. I thought I knew you. This isn't who you are."
I pounded on the iron door until my fists were raw, screaming until my voice gave out.
I told them the truth—that I never touched Lacey. That she was the one forcing girls to their knees in the bathroom. That she stole my exam. That every shred of "evidence" was manufactured.
No one believed me.
I froze to death in that sub-zero hellhole.
As the cold claimed me, staring at my blue-purple fingers, all I felt was pure, burning hate.
Then I opened my eyes again—back to the day it all began.

Four men, four hunters, four lives transformed through encounters with vampires....

Aaron never wanted to be a vampire hunter, but when he’s faced with protecting his family in an Ireland affected by the potato famine, he’ll do what he has to in order to keep them safe. Follow his journey from a simple farmer, to learning to control his powers, hunting Jack the Ripper, sinking with the Titanic, and witnessing the bombing at Pearl Harbor.

Jamie wants to be a surgeon and nothing more, but when he is forced to save his sister’s life, he’ll transform into the greatest healer the vampire hunters have ever known. Unlucky in love, he feels like he’ll always be alone until he meets a beautiful blonde. Can he save her from the undead?

Elliott knows he’s got special powers long before he sees his first bloodsucker. When tragedy strikes his life yet again, he’ll be faced with a choice. Give up everything he’s ever known to fight the paranormal forces influencing his life—or do his best to hide.

Christian is the man we all love to hate. Find out the mysteries surrounding his first love and his journey through the most famous portal of all of them.

A Vampire Hunter’s Tale follows three of our favorite characters from The Clandestine Saga and takes a closer look at how they got their starts. Perfect for lovers of the paranormal and alternate history. If you like the kind of characters you can cheer for and the sort of story that will keep you up late into the night, then this is the journey for you.

Prince Rafe leans over me, holding himself up on one elbow as he gazes at my face. I feel his eyes wandering over every surface from my brow to my eyes, down my nose, to my lips and chin, and then returning to hold my gaze for a second. The small smile at the corner of his mouth makes me think he likes what he sees.
His hand is cool when it brushes a loose curl from my cheek, but I don’t jerk away from him. I have no idea what’s going on. I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. It seems like a lot of powerful people want me—dead or alive. And yet, all I can think about right now is how badly I want this vampire’s hands on my body.


I live in a desolate village on the edge of the Vampire King’s lands. This used to be wolf shifter territory, but now, we are just trying to survive.
When I mess up and find myself in a culling, I know I’m dead. No wolf shifters ever survive these events.
And after the stunt I pulled in the middle of the village, Prince Rafe probably wants me dead.
Is it a good thing or a bad thing when a vampire looks at you like you’re a snack?
Something tells me, once I reach the castle, I’ll be missing my miserable existence in the village.
But then—it turns out I have no freaking idea who I even am, and when the royals start referring to me as Princess Ainslee, I realize my life is about to take a turn—for better or worse.

"A secret Love is a Beautiful, Sweet and Sacred when it's just a light infatuation, but when that person reaches over and touches you in the heart, making it alive in a way it has never known, that secret love becomes frightening, because you can never make them love you, you would never want to make them Love you but all the same, no matter which way you view it, they don't love you and your heart doesn't know how to beat the same. " _ Lucas Mionner

Raven was a normal girl with normal goals for her life. All she wanted to do was see and experience the world before she settled down to those goals. So her parents got her a ticket to fly to Ireland and spend a month away, hoping that would sate her enough to bring her back home safely. Little did they know that Raven's wanderlust would get her in trouble and cost her three years of memories and possibly more...

Unfold the story as Raven unravels her missing memories. The secrets of the past may hold the answers to her future but they might also bring more questions than answers.

Warnings ⚠️
Contains strong mature content.


“I'm sorry, master,” Star shivered as the vampire slipped his finger into her wet slippery p*ssy.
“It's late for this. You broke a law, princess. It's time to receive your punishment.” He inserted another finger into her wet pink virgin hole.
“Ahh.” The princess cried out when he added yet another finger. “Please, stop—”
“Take it, whore. This is your punishment.” He joined the fourth finger to the ones already inserted.


Who would have thought going on a hunt will bring these many problems for the young princess?
Headstrong and arrogant, the young Princess was always ready to cause trouble.
A headache to her father, and her mother's pride.
She thought the world was hers to do as she pleases.
But that was until she stepped foot into the forbidden castle, unknowingly awakening a vampire Lord who was determined to make the feisty Princess, his pet.
What happens when miss arrogant meets an arrogant master?
Read to find out!
Note: This book contains strong mature content.

She married a monster to save her family. Now she's trapped in a gilded cage of blood and betrayal.

Cassandra never imagined her wedding vows would bind her to Alexander—Wall Street vampire lord by day, apex predator by night. As his exclusive blood source and unwanted wife, she endures his cold brutality while her half-sister Serena, newly turned and dangerously beautiful, schemes to steal everything Cassandra never truly had.

When Alexander's jealous rage nearly kills her, Cassandra realizes the cruelest prison isn't the gothic manor or silver chains—it's loving a man with no heart. But overhearing Serena's deadly conspiracy with enemy clans changes everything. The upcoming Blood Moon Ball will end in chaos, blood, and her planned murder.

Perhaps being destroyed is exactly the freedom she needs.

In a world where vampires rule the night, one human woman must decide: break free or break completely.

I was their real daughter.

The lost princess they found, brought home, and promised to protect.

But every time she cried, I was the one punished.

Every time she bled, I was the one accused.

When she disappeared, they said it was my fault. They tore my memories apart to prove it.

Fine , only if they stand where I stood, feel what I felt, will they ever know my pain.

“Alaric... more... more... please!” This causes him to penetrate one more finger, increasing the rhythm of the movement of his fingers. A scream escapes my lips as I feel his teeth penetrate my flesh, causing a burning sensation similar to the one I felt in my neck.
As the penetration of his fingers intensifies, he sucks my blood, making me close my eyes. My hands grip the bedsheet tightly, pulling it up.





My whole body trembles, showing that I’m at my limit, my intimacy contracting around his fingers as I reach the peak of pleasure. He stops sucking my blood, takes his fingers out of me, and starts sucking again, sucking so hard that I try to close my legs, but I’m interrupted.

Alaric slides his tongue all over my entrance, up my clit.

“Delicious, even more delicious, young lady.” He gets up and climbs onto the bed, sinking into the mattress with his weight, getting between my legs. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

My eyes slide down to his member, so rigid, with the veins protruding, demarcating the entire length. He follows my gaze, smiling mischievously, putting the weight of his body on mine.

“Do you want to feel my cock penetrating you hard, young lady?”

Nyra let her desire speak louder, but will that be enough to make her leave her past behind?

Alaric had never been as attracted to a woman as he was to Nyra, especially after tasting her blood. He knew she was different from his concubines, perhaps some rules were needed to make Nyra his alone.

“From now on, you will be mine alone. Understand, Nyra?”.
Rating +18

Warning (R-18 )
Mature content # Rape # Abuse # Kidnapped # Vampire # Werwolf # Age Gap

I was all chained on wall my body is dripping blood like I never can think, never I thought it would be this dangerous, but my one mistake lead me to this way .

I heard footsteps and my entire body start shivering in fear I can't deny but I can pee here on the spot because I know how I m going to suffer.

And then I heard the same voice which can make me weak on my knees .
Monster who is here to cage me, who is here to kill me slowly because I m someone he is seeking revenge from .

Shhh! Little one don't cry, there more coming to you, so don't cry because you are going to have reasons to cry to the point Where you are going to have your tears dry .These are the last words I heard before losing my conciousness.

Love is something he was not seeking for it all start from revenge neither he is someone who is perfect but he is perfectly ruined monster who want to claim his revenge from his slave .

"She lied once. He showed up twice. Now she cannot make him leave."

Zoe Lark has one rule. Stay invisible. Do not attract attention. Do not give Sienna Holt a reason to make her life worse than it already is.
She breaks that rule in one sentence.
Cornered at a party she never wanted to attend, Zoe blurts out that she has a boyfriend. Not just any boyfriend. A vampire boyfriend. Tall. Dark-haired. The kind of face that stops traffic. Eyes like winter. Always dressed like he owns every room he has not walked into yet.
She makes him up on the spot.
By midnight, he is standing at her door.
Caden Voss is not a story. He is not a rumor. He is exactly what she described and a hundred times more dangerous. And for reasons he will not fully explain, he agrees to play the role she invented.
What starts as a deal becomes something neither of them planned for. Caden does not do anything halfway. When boys get too close, he steps in. When the whole campus thinks Zoe Lark finally has someone in her corner, he makes them believe every single word.
The problem is, so does he.
Because Caden is not just acting like a boyfriend. He is marking her as his in a way that goes much deeper than pretending. And when the real dangers of his world come looking for Zoe, the line between performance and truth disappears completely.
She lied to survive one night. He showed up to end three centuries of waiting. Now they are both in serious trouble.

"You still haven't told me your name," Krauss suddenly said. "I find that terribly rude."
"Fuck you, Krauss."
"You know me?" He sounded pleased. Like a child who'd just been recognized at a school play.
"Victor Krauss. Wanted dead by pretty much everyone with a functioning moral compass."
"Ah, but you can't deny that hatred is a form of attention." His smile widened.


Maya was the finest warrior among the wolves, while Victor was a vampire who delighted in slaughtering humans and werewolves alike.
Wolves and vampires had been mortal enemies since ancient times. Once they crossed paths, it was kill or be killed.
Yet the first time Maya laid eyes on Victor, her usually calm wolf Raven became restless and agitated.
What? Maya snapped at her. What is it?
And then, clear as a bell, Raven spoke. One word. One single word that made Maya's blood run cold.
Mate!

I lay in my cage sleeping soundly when I was awoken by the Pet Master kicking my cage.
"Wake up you little bitch." the Pet Master growled and moved on to the next cage. He was followed by a tall man with a blonde hair.
"What is your name?" The man asked as he stopped in front of me. His voice was low and it sent shivers up my back.
"Mia." My voice shook as I stared at the floor.
"From now on you are to call me Master." He said to me and then turned to the Pet Master. "I'll buy her."

It has been 15 years since I was born and trained to be a pet and now I am awaiting my fate to see who will buy me.
I've never known a life outside of the pet shop and I've seen many people come and go with my friends. Maybe one day I'll be brought and I too will have a master.
But I didn't expect the day would come so early...

This book series include Book 1 -- Owned by a Vampire, and Book 2 - Prisoner to the Darkness.

The best intentions can go to hell.
I walked into a dark alley with the best of intentions and look where that got me. Drugged, kidnapped and thrown into a world I didn't even know existed.
Now I'm held captive by a brutal vampire while trying to keep his wife from killing me and, oh yeah, he's the leader of the Russian mob and suddenly I'm a target. good for me! I can
safely say that I'm not sure I'll ever do anything for anyone again.

Since ancient times, Vampire hunters has existed to give humans a chance to survive in the face of the blood-drinking monsters. Cheryl used to be the strongest female hunter in the hunter camp. However, during a mission, Cheryl was tragically killed but she lost the memories of the day being killed and surprisingly woke up again in a strange snowy land. Cheryl wanted to find out the truth about her death, so she returned to the hunter camp again, but her little brother who she had cared for for twenty years shoot her with her weapon upon seeing her. Cheryl had to flee temporarily, but on the way to escape she was hypnotized by the powerful vampire Prince and brought back to his manor. When Cheryl woke up again, she just realized that she had been reborn into the body of a woman named Chris, who was not only the lowest of the low vampires, but also the Prince's fiancée...Cheryl wanted to figure out the truth about her death, but could she escape when she's trapped in the monster’s manor?

Born in the slums, Wendy was heartlessly dumped by her self made boyfriend.
"You're not good enough for me."
She sneered, smashed his Ferrari, then climbed into a limited edition hypercar and drove away.
What her ex never knew was that the "burden" he abandoned was the one who made him successful.
Then her birth mother, who had abandoned her years ago, suddenly returned and demanded that Wendy go home and marry in place of her disabled sister.
Wendy smiled.
"Fine. If you all want me back so badly, I'll come home. And I'll repay every single one of you."

I was the hottest A-list actress in Hollywood, until a few deepfaked videos of me "abusing assistants" and malicious photos of my "rotting face" dragged me straight to hell.
In just one month, I became a monster despised by the entire internet.
Facing tens of thousands of death threats telling me to "die with a rotting face."
They wanted me to die crying. I didn't. Instead, I decided to express my deepest gratitude to the bullies who ruined my life.
And my "thank you" is going to cost a fortune.
But I never imagined the real monster wasn't hiding behind a screen—he was holding the syringe.

“Stop.” She breathed against his lips. “Fondling me wasn’t a part of the ‘one kiss’ offer.” She grinned, leaning forward to press a fleeting kiss on his parted lips. A bold move even for her but the look in his eyes made it worth the shift in her priority.

The words to respond were sparse. He’d never had someone melt into his arms so willingly. Nor had a woman ever asked him to stop once the act was under way. He untangled himself from her and watched as she smoothed her hair and skirts, “Am I decent?” she had the gall to ask him.

“A misfortune to mine eyes.” He commented as a silence fell over them.

“It was a pleasure meeting your acquaintance.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously.

“A pity it must be cut short.” He teased, waiting for her to either sink into him or leave so that he may relieve himself.

“If you’ll excuse me,” Mendora had finally caught her breath, recalling Ginger would be on the lookout for her by now so that even if she wanted to stay, it was impossible, “I have been away for too long.”


Mendora Agnus Garrick, a young debutante prone to appallingly unusual notions had found herself doing that which she had sworn off...falling in love and with notorious rake Solaire Gidean Demaris, a man unlikely to consider the prospect of marriage or love.


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A witch prophesied at my birth—I carried special blood, I could bear the strongest children.

Two Alphas I'd loved for ten years—the Wolf King's sons—swore they'd protect me forever.

Then she showed up. Maggie. My cousin. All wide-eyed innocence, claiming she had the same gift.

Suddenly, I was the jealous one. Every trap was mine, meant to hurt her. Every wound on me was fake. She cradled the silver fox I'd killed, tears falling right on cue.

They handed me the moonflower wine. Bryan said, "Don't ruin the mood."

When they accused me of treason, Ronald said, "Exile."

They dragged me past the borders themselves. Poison fire in my veins, bones breaking under moonlight.

I hit the ground. The last thing I saw was Maggie's smirk...

Six months ago, a yacht explosion consumed everyone I loved: my husband Leonard, my parents, and my brother.
I escaped only because of stomach pain that kept me from boarding. My adopted sister Claire became the sole survivor.
Since then, I've become an empty shell.
Even after being diagnosed with terminal uterine cancer, even while carrying my late husband's child, I've endured the agony of chemotherapy alone, exhausting what little strength remains to scrape together money for Claire—who hides away in a private care facility, claiming severe PTSD.
Until this winter day, with a blizzard approaching.
Dragging my dying body to my husband's memorial to pay respects, I discovered a credit card statement—charges made three months after his death.
Following the address on that receipt, I pushed open the door of a luxurious suburban villa.
Inside, it was warm as spring. My parents and brother, who should have been at the bottom of the ocean, stood there perfectly alive.
At the center of the room, my husband—the man I'd grieved for day and night—was kissing my adopted sister, his lips tender against hers.
The whole family was celebrating, raising glasses to toast the infant cradled in Claire's arms—barely a month old.
There had never been any disaster at sea.
It was all a meticulously planned hoax—their twisted way to erase me from their lives forever.

“How much for this temptress?” Beta Daniels asked causing me to flinch at the name.

“ 100 jewels.” Came a voice from someone sitting up front.

“200.” Came another voice.

“500” Hollered another.

The room was silent for a moment.

“500 going once, 500 going twice, Sold to Lord Issacson,” Beta Daniels announced.

I felt my heart skip a beat. I had been sold.

“ I want her.” Came a loud snarl.

Everyone in the crowd grew silent.

“Your…Your highness.” Stumbled Beta Daniels, bowing down onto his knee. “We weren’t expecting you tonight.”

“ I want her,” the Vampire King said again. “She is mine.”

“But your highness. She’s already been sold.” Beta Daniels spoke timidly.

“ I don’t care. I want her.” He responded. “ What the king claims, the king gets.”


There’s talk around the supernatural community that Nikolai, is growing weak without a Queen by his side. As the king of vampires, the ruler of the supernatural world, who has been on the throne for a millennium, he would never fall in love with a blood slave he brought from a slave auction.

Wouldn't he?

Soraia was just an ordinary girl until she became the plaything of a vampire and a werewolf, but it was into the cruel vampire's dark world of passion and blood that she sank-and he only wants her for one purpose, to bring his beloved back from the dead and discover what is so valuable hidden in Soraia's blood. But Augustus, the Alpha of the powerful werewolf pack of Lacrimal City knows that Soraia is his true love and with the help of his mother, a gypsy wolf, is willing to do anything to protect her. Miranda was brought back from the dead for one purpose only - to protect Soraia from the hands of Julius Caesar, the vampire who killed her in the distant past. Amy was also just an ordinary girl and Soraia's best friend until she was bitten by a vampire, but it was not the bite that transformed her, but the fire that runs in her veins. Deaths and attacks by beings until recently heard of only in folklore are making the police officers' hair stand on end, and even Deputy Sergio's skepticism is being shaken, not to mention that his investigator is hiding something from him. Malvina faces frequent vampire attacks, but the hardest part is hiding who she really is from her colleagues and the chief of police.

The vampire kingdom teeters on the brink of chaos as twin brothers, Adrian and Cassian Valerius, wage war for the Vampire King’s throne. One seeks power, the other seeks freedom—but fate has bound them in a far crueler struggle.

When Seraphina Moreau, the ruthless leader of the Vampire Hunters, crosses their path, neither is prepared for what comes next. They should want her dead. Instead, they are BLOODED—a rare and deadly phenomenon where a vampire's dead heart reawakens upon meeting their eternal bride. But Seraphina is not just their Blooded Bride; she is their sworn enemy… and the key to either the vampire race’s salvation or its ultimate downfall.

I was sold by my very own father into slavery, left to be either a tool to be exploited, sucked dry, or killed… either way, my life would still be miserable.

I was bought by a vampire prince who didn’t see me as a person....just a trophy for his mother and her council.

That night, I prayed he would feel every ounce of the pain I had endured. I should have been more careful.

The next morning, I woke up as him… and he woke up as me. Some days I live in my own body. Some days in his. And every day, I never know which is coming.

He is learning what it means to be powerless. I am learning what it means to be feared.

The only way to break this curse is to fall in love.

A prince who rules a city of monsters.
A slave girl who just wants to survive.
I hate vampires… but could I really fall in love with one?

This wasn’t just a love story—it was a war. A battle of control and surrender, of pleasure tangled with power, of a hunger that burned hotter than hate.

Draven Nightbourne didn’t take Reyna for her blood. He didn’t steal her away for power or revenge. He took her because he had to—because fate had bound them together long before she ever knew his name. A prophecy warned that if he failed to protect her, she would be his downfall. But with every whispered command, every slow, torturous test of her submission, he wondered—was she here to destroy him, or to make him kneel?

Reyna swore she would never yield to him. She fought him at every turn, even as her body betrayed her, even as the lines between fear and desire, pain and pleasure blurred into something darkly addictive. Draven never forced—he controlled, breaking her down with silk and steel, binding her in ways that had nothing to do with chains.

She was his captive, his obsession, his mate.

And when his hands pinned her in place, when his mouth brushed the pulse at her throat, when he whispered “mine” like a vow—

She knew she already was.

"You're being married to a prince," he said, cold and measured. "You claim you can't contribute to this pack as a warrior? Fine. Then this is your chance at redemption."
"Honor?" I spat the word like poison. "You and the king are exactly the same—both fine sacrificing me for your precious legacy."
"Enough." His voice dropped, dangerous and quiet. "Do you want to spend decades unable to shift? Watching everyone you trained with surpass you? Is that the life you want? Really?"
The denial stuck in my throat. We both knew the answer.
"So leave." Softer now. "You're my most stubborn daughter, Elara. This choice is brutal. Unfair. But at least it's a chance to prove you're still the warrior you claim to be."
He paused at the door. "Some wolves come late," he said quietly. "The ones you have to fight for — they're often more beautiful than anyone ever imagined."
Then he was gone.

She trained like a warrior. Fought like a warrior. Thought like one, planned like one, bled like one — just like the legendary parents whose name she was supposed to carry on.
She just never turned into one.
Every wolf shifts. Elara didn't. One failure erased everything else — no command, no place on the battlefield. Just a wedding dress and a one-way trip to vampire territory.
The last bride sent to secure this same alliance took her own life. Elara is the one they scrambled to send in her place — before the ink on the treaty could even dry.
She tells herself she just has to survive where her predecessor couldn't.
She has no idea what's actually waiting for her in that castle — and by the time she finds out, it's already too late to run.

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Josie Braille has been in love with her next door neighbor since she was 14, too bad he only has eyes for her younger sister.
But then, the night before she begins her first job, masked men break into her house and kidnap her father. She turns to Grayson for help and all evidence point to one culprit, Vladimir Sedof. He was a self made billionaire with mafia ties and his very presence makes Josie loses all sense of awareness except the need to submit to him. Everyone told her that Vladimir was the devil reincarnated and to stay away from him, unfortunately, Josie has never been good at doing as she was told. Besides, Grayson paid more attention to her ever since Vladimir came into the picture. Could he be jealous?
The longer she stays in Vladimir's company, the greater the pull she feels to him and the more restless Grayson gets. All she wanted was to make Grayson jealous, but she ends up falling for Vladimir's dominant personality. Now she has a decision to make between both men. At least she thought she did.
What happens when Josie discovers that she is the only one in love and Vladimir doesn't want her and Grayson was never after her heart?