16 Book(s) Related to nikki cross

"I need an heir, would you like to have a baby with me, my mate?"

***Keegan Suzy Madison was trying to do is raise money for her father's kidney surgery. She was on her way home to sell the last of her properties to pay for her dad's oxygen when a car ran into her.

Cruise Tyson White is the Alpha of the Dark-Cross Moon Pack. He is the most feared Alpha and has made his pack the most powerful in the whole of Virginia.

After the death of his father, Cruise is set to pick up his inheritance and return to Washington where his multimillion wine company and girlfriend were. To get the inheritance, he would have to bring forth an heir.

Suspense/Romance.
Rachael Sinclair is a half Native American (Lakota) Police officer with Red Ridge PD in a tiny town in Montana with a new identity because her father was the nation's first native American serial killer.
She is 30 years old and because of the disappearance of her mother, the abuse suffered by her father and the things she was subjected to seeing in his cellar, and testifying against him at his trial, Rachael has become a depressed alcoholic, attempting to self-medicate her pain away.

She has questionable behaviors for someone that is law enforcement and a stalker.

When one body found on her patrol route turns into another, each in the same manner as her father. The FBI is called in to assist with the manhunt for the copycat killer.

Enter Roman Hanshaw, The FBI agent assigned to help Rachael find the truth behind these murders.

Their relationship takes an erotic turn when Roman realizes he sees the real her and he could be exactly who she needs to help her heal.
One reckless decision helps Roman make his mind up about wanting Rachael, but will she feel the same way?
Who is the killer?
Why are they targeting Rachel?
Can Roman and Rachael uncover the truth in time?
Can Rachael handle the twists and turns life throws her while uncovering this truth?

Tropes and Triggers (minimum)
Depression
Suicidal ideology
Child abuse (mentioned)
Death and dismemberment
Abuse of a corpse (eyes cut out, chest marked)
Police officer FMC
FBI MMC
Twists and turns
Erotic novel, 5 chili peppers
Bullying (co-worker and mentioned childhood off page)
Snarky, minority FMC
He falls first
Breath play
Dirty talk
handcuffs
Slow burn
Slight enemies to lovers
He breaks down her walls
Betrayal
secrets
Stalker
serial killer
touch her and die
one bed

Hera finds herself being the decoy of a mafia boss’s wife after the wife has been kidnapped. Hera’s brother, king of ALL Mediterranean mafia families, is against it from the beginning. But Hera has a secret she’s only told her aunt. And when the identity of the boss she must pretend to be married to is revealed, her whole world gets turned upside down. Hera and the mafia boss fall in love, but this complicates things for Hera’s brother. Whom dispatches someone under his direct ranks to go to America and keep Hera distracted while the brother plots against the boss.

On the Island of Niapachad, some rumors and mysteries will bring you back in time as the inhabitants of this island are a blast from the past. They talk strangely, dress strangely and the community is strange. They still acquainted themselves with the old ways, having gentry as the social hierarchy. There is so much to learn and discover when you're here: the wonderstruck balls, the dazzling operas, and spectacular views from all over the island.
But beware, for you don't know what's lurking in the shadows and something might be more than just a beautiful dream you wanted.


Six powerful bloodlines. Six ingenious lords. Six badass ladies.
Each one of them had a story to tell. Come! Step into the shadows where they will take you on journeys of love, danger, and rebellion. If one dislikes being confined into the world of rigidness of reality, step right up into this alternate universe based on the Victorian Era England.
However, readers, beware! For what lurks in the shadows might change into something more and who knows, in time, you will be asking for more...of them.

“Athena, our mate is here.” My wolf pants in my head. “He isn’t apart of the pack though. I can feel his strength and his powerful aura. He must be an Alpha.”

We need to keep leveled heads. He must be one of the wolves captured by us.


Athena Goldstein, a daughter, a twin, a friend, a lover, but an Alpha?

A potential future Alpha of the most formidable and largest pack in the world, but when a group of rouges attacked through Athena’s life into complete Chaos. Not just any rouges, Lunar rouges. A race of wolves that we thought were to be extinct 20 years ago have resurfaced.

Then she meets the dark, humorous, but beautiful Silas Black. The Alpha of the illusive and dangerous Lunar wolves. He brings out a new part of her not even her own best friend hasn’t seen. A new daring, sexy, and dangerous Athena Goldstein.

With a Lunar wolf as her mate makes Athena look suspicious in her own packs eyes. Even in her own twin brothers eyes. Will Athena Become the next Alpha of the Mystic Evergreen pack even though she called “traitor” “hypocrite” and “freak” ??

For Mature audiences

I used to bring him chocolates every morning. Handwritten letters. Smiles he never returned.
Kristoff Ricafort didn’t just break my heart—he threw it in the trash. Literally.

“Stop forcing things that aren’t there,” he said.
So I did.

I stopped showing up. Stopped hoping. Started choosing myself instead.
But now? He won’t stop staring. He follows me home. He even showed up on my bus, in my part of town—where the streets are cracked and my uniform doesn’t fit the same way.

He saw my bruises. My art. The sketchbook full of him.
And instead of walking away… he stayed.

But I’m not the same girl who used to beg for scraps of his attention.
Let him chase. Let him wonder.
Because this time—I’m the one who gets to walk away.

He brought his first love home. My son said, "I want her to be my mommy."
That was the moment I realized—I had been nothing but a fool for five years.
I gave up my dream of becoming an architect. I became a full-time wife and mother. I loved him with everything I had. But he never looked at me. Not once.
When his first love returned, he brought her into our home. My son adored her. My husband defended her. And I became the outsider in my own family.
So I signed the divorce papers. I took back my dreams. I said yes to a new job offer.
Now he's chasing after me, begging me to stay. But it's too late.
I'm done being invisible. This time, I'm choosing me.

Born blind but blessed with the rare gift of seeing auras—and the full memory of her past life—Ariella has learned to navigate a world she cannot see with quiet strength and sharp instincts. She dreams only of a peaceful existence… until fate claws its way into her life.

At fourteen, she is discovered to possess an extraordinary resistance to Dragon energy—a trait so rare it marks her as a prize. Torn from her quiet life by a power-hungry noble, Ariella is offered up as one of the human brides to the enigmatic Dragon realm, where ancient beasts take on human form, and danger simmers beneath beauty and flame.

"I'm pregnant," I whispered to the empty room, clutching the positive test while my husband zipped up his brother's widow's dress in the next room.

It was our one-year anniversary. I had spent weeks stitching a shirt for Alaric, hoping he’d remember me. Instead, I found him with Tazira. He didn't just ignore me; he looked at me with cold disgust, as if I were the dirt beneath his boots.

"I want her," he had claimed a year ago. Now, he only wanted to hurt me. He forced himself on me, using my body like a vessel for his rage, then left me bleeding on the couch to comfort her.

When the fire started—lit by Tazira’s own hand—I was tied up, suffocating in smoke. I screamed for him. I begged him to save our unborn pup. He burst through the door, looked me dead in the eyes... and turned away. He scooped Tazira up and carried her to safety, leaving me to burn.

That was the moment I died. Not physically, but my heart turned to ash. Through the roaring flames, I forced the bond to snap. "I, Elowen, reject you, Alaric Veylor."

He thinks I’m dead. He thinks he’s free to marry her. But I survived. And when I return, carrying the blood of a Queen he never knew existed, he will kneel in the ashes of his regret.

I told myself to only check his wound, but my gaze betrayed me--sliding back to his lips again and again. Thin, pale, but so inviting it made my throat dry.

What are you doing, Matilda? Stop!

My hand trembled as I nearly touched them. Just a little closer… Then, as if fate wished to humiliate me, his eyes opened. Golden amber, locking straight into mine.

"Want to kiss me?"

"No! I—!" My whole body jolted backward.

I stumbled, about to fall flat on the floor but in that instant, his hand shot out. His grip was firm, pulling me forward instead of letting me fall.

My body lurched, and before I knew it, I dropped my fucking ass on his lap.

His gaze instantly dropped lower, stopping at my breast. I froze, realizing my nightwear left little to the imagination. The sudden awareness of it made my entire face burn.

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

This is why I always get dumped! Because I lose my head the moment I see a handsome man!

★★★

Matilda Lawson is just an ordinary investigative journalist in Sydney, chasing murder stories while surviving her string of failed romances.

Whilst Blake McAllister is anything but ordinary... Alpha of the powerful Blue Mountain Pack, hiding his beast behind the mask of a cold and untouchable CEO in the human world.

One night was enough. Her human scent branded itself into his soul, and Blake lost control. From that moment on, Matilda became his obsession... the woman he would never release, no matter the cost.

"Her scent was his deadly obsession--her body, his temptation. And her heart... whether she wanted it or not, would only ever belong to him!"

Six years ago, my half-sister drugged me and locked me in a room with a stranger. I fled New York overnight—only to discover I was pregnant with triplets.
Six years later, I return as "Jane," an internationally acclaimed designer. My mission: reclaim my late mother's brand. But Ethan Blackwood—that cold, powerful CEO—keeps getting in my way.
He doesn't know that the three genius children who call someone else "Mom" are actually his. He doesn't know that his trusted "girlfriend" was the one who set me up.
He thinks I'm the villain. He has no idea who he's messing with.
This time? I'm not running anywhere.

I loved him for seven years. I gave up my career as a genius designer, supported his rise, and gave him everything. But he betrayed me in the worst way possible.
He gave my only family—my beloved dog—to his so-called white moonlight and watched her torture it to death. He let her wear my wedding dress, take my ring, and destroy everything I cherished.
When I was hurt and broken, he never defended me. He chose her lies over my pain.
In that moment, I woke up. I ended our engagement, walked away, and returned to reclaim my throne as a top designer. I will make them regret every cruel thing they’ve done.
You lost me when you betrayed me. And you will never get me back.

He married me because I look like her.
For three years, I played the role. I cooked his meals. I warmed his bed. I smiled when he forgot my birthday. I stayed quiet when he left in the middle of the night to hold her hand.
I told myself it was enough. I told myself I didn't need his love.
Then I got pregnant.
He said he hated children. So I didn't tell him. I was going to keep it. Our baby. The only thing that was truly mine.
But my body had other plans.
When I called him from the hospital floor, bleeding out, begging for help—he didn't come. He said I was lying. He was too busy with her.
That night, I lost everything.
The baby. The hope. The lie I'd been living.
Now he's calling me. Again and again.
But the substitute wife? She's not picking up.

The letter arrived while I was fighting a burnt piece of toast.
There was no name on the envelope, but I knew where it came from—Star Ring Academy. A place I thought only existed in my mother's diary. A place that could teach me to control my magic. A place where I wouldn't have to keep pretending to be "normal."
What I didn't expect was that this place had its own marked person too.
Kain Ashworth. Every student and teacher avoided him. They said he was a curse. Dangerous. That everyone who got close would disappear.
So when he sat alone in the last row, I walked over and sat down next to him.
Everyone thought I'd lost my mind. But they didn't know that I understood loneliness—the kind where the whole world turns its back on you—better than anyone.
Then, out of nowhere, he recognized my last name. And he said to me: "You and I are the same kind of people."
I didn't quite understand. Was he saying he knew my secret?

My husband swore I was the only woman he would ever love.
Then my half-sister handed me her ultrasound. His baby. Growing inside her.
Three years of marriage. Three years of building everything together. Gone in one moment.
I should have thrown the proof in his face.
But my doctor gave me news that made his betrayal feel like nothing.
So I did something he will never expect.
I disappeared.
Let him search. Let him lose his mind.
He will never find me.