1299 Book(s) Related to blood and betrayal

"She was mine first," Dimitri whispered, his voice deadly calm.
"And you stole her in the dark."


Dimitri and Alexei Volkov are twin brothers, mafia kings, bound by blood and loyalty. When one bleeds, both bleed. When one kills, both kill. Nothing has ever come between them.
Until her. Irina was Dimitri's maid, his peace in a world of violence. The only woman allowed close enough to touch him, to see the man beneath the monster. He fell for her quietly, deeply, and completely.
But one drunken night at a party, Alexei stumbled into his brother's darkened room. He wore Dimitri's robe. She thought he was Dimitri.
And in the shadows, a line was crossed that could never be uncrossed.
Now Irina carries the child of her master's brother! When Dimitri discovers her pregnancy, rage consumes him. When Alexei claims her as his own with a cruel smirk, something breaks between the brothers. The bond that made them invincible now threatens to destroy them both.
Two brothers. One woman. A baby that will crown one king and condemn the other. In the world of the Volkov mafia, betrayal is paid in blood. When this war is over, will any of them survive?

Anya Kozlov was never meant to matter. Youngest daughter of a once proud Bratva family, she was born to be dismissed and dominated. To be weak. To be broken. Told she would be safe in an arranged marriage to lawyer Marcus Webb, her last hope for security is stolen when she catches Marcus cheating with her sister, Elena. Elena, who has always had the power and respect Anya never did.

The night the jilted daughter gets her revenge with witnesses present, everyone she loves is destroyed. Elena's marriage implodes. Marcus's career is ruined. The Kozlov empire is burned to the ground. Blamed for the tragedy, Anya is tossed out with nothing and spends years struggling for the little scraps of freedom she can cobble together, working two jobs and sleeping in alleys, while every living part of her fights just to survive.

Until the night she decides to fight back.

When armed men walk into the art gallery where she's working and she refuses to give in, it catches the attention of the last person she expects. Viktor Petrov. Heir to one of the city's most violent Bratva dynasties. Ruthless and legendary at thirty-one, he's known as "the Devil" for good reason.
But when Viktor sees the quiet fire behind Anya's fierce stare and bloody bruises, he doesn't see weak. He sees an equal. The obsession that ignites between them is instant, volatile, and deadly.

Fueled by a dark love built in blood and violence, as Viktor drags Anya deeper into his world, she uncovers a truth her family kept from her for years: she was never meant to be weak. She was meant to be dangerous.

And now, she is his queen.

When mafia princess Isabella Romano wakes up with no memory in the arms of her family's greatest enemy, she doesn't know that Kieran Blackwood - the dangerous werewolf who kidnapped her - is the same boy she once saved from a bloody massacre. Now, as both the mafia and werewolf clans hunt them down, Isabella must choose between recovering her dangerous past or embracing a love that could destroy everything she's meant to protect. In a world where family loyalty means everything, some bonds are stronger than blood - and some loves are worth dying for.

"Betrayal cuts the deepest when it comes from family. But what happens when fate ties you to a man more dangerous than your worst enemy?"

On the night of her 18th birthday, Tanya’s life shatters when she catches her boyfriend in bed with another woman. Drowning in sorrow, she drinks herself into oblivion—only to wake up beside a dangerously powerful stranger.

But the nightmare doesn’t end there. The woman in her boyfriend’s bed? Her own sister.

As Tanya fights to clear her name, she becomes entangled with Marco, a ruthless and cold Alpha with secrets as dark as his piercing blue eyes. Her betrayal was just the beginning, and the real danger is only starting.

Some bonds are meant to be broken. But others? They are fated by destiny itself.

"Say another word and I'll bite your tongue off, you'll lose it."
He replied in a daring tone and my sense told me that he wasn't playing this time around.
I would rather endure the pain than to make sure that I lost any part of my body.
"I would prefer I die... Ah!" I screamed when his fangs sank into my neck drawing blood like it was a fountain gushing out.
I was stupefied but my hands couldn't move anymore.


Naomi： a human girl who had been a slave for many years of her life, and now had zero hope of escaping it after being trafficked.
Lucian： the vampire lord and leader of the Pure Bloods, and a very successful business man who is a Billionaire.
What happens when both of their worlds collide, after Lucian agrees to work with the government of the country to unveil the underworld?
This is a story of love, crime, and of course blood.

“So impatient.”
“Shut up and kiss me,” she responds.
He needn’t be told twice. In a beat, Lorcan scoops her up in a motion too fast for the human eye to see. Hooking her legs around his waist, he carries her toward the bed while their lips wage war. He is already incredibly hard for her, his trousers becoming excruciatingly uncomfortable by the second as his patience hangs by a thread.
“This…” he says and tugs at the back of her dress, “…needs to come off.”
“Take it off,” Elle just about orders him, as if she is the queen and he the servant.
He growls at the command – not a threatening sound that dares her to order him around again, but rather a lusty sound as the authoritative tone in her voice makes his loins pulse.


Every hundred years, a new vampire king is crowned and hosts a kingdom-wide ball where he is to choose a mortal woman to sire an heir. It is enforced on each noble family to send one of their daughters to attend the ball.
After her father’s death, Elle became a maid to her cruel stepmother and stepsisters. But when word of the upcoming ball reaches the ears of the Clandestine family, Lady Clandestine forms a plan that will keep her daughters out of the clutches of the vampire king: send Elle in their place, disguised as a noble.
For what are the chances that the vampire king will choose her? And if he does, he will never know she is but a common maid. However, if he finds out…the punishment will be deadly.

She didn’t think. She didn’t care.
Mara shoved him against the cave wall, her fingers clawing at his torn shirt, ripping it away to reveal the hard planes of his chest, scarred and glistening with sweat.
His growl vibrated against her mouth as he spun her, pinning her beneath him on the cold stone floor.
His hands gripped her thighs, bruising in their intensity, as he drove his rock hard cock into her, their pace quickening, desperate, and needy until the world narrowed to the heat.
They lay there, breathless, the cave’s silence broken only by their ragged breathing.
But the desert night held its secrets, and somewhere beyond the cave, a faint, ominous hum stirred the air—a reminder that their fight was far from over.


Mara Kane—battle-hardened, relentless, and haunted by her brother’s mysterious death—hunts a monster. Her target is Silas Varkis, a centuries-old brooding vampire, hiding as a mechanic in the dying desert town.
Their first meeting is a brutal collision of steel and fang… until a blood cult crashes the fight, forcing hunter and hunted into a fragile truce.
Bound by danger and smoldering desire, Mara and Silas are thrust into a deadly game of cat and mouse with the Crimson Veil.
As they race across arid landscapes and through perilous secrets, their enemies multiply—and so do the stakes.
As the cult closes in and ancient evil awakens, Mara and Silas must face the darkness within and between them.
Love blooms where blood is spilled, and redemption comes at a brutal cost.

“He held my robe and ripped the buttons off before he bit my neck.
He began to suck on it like he was looking for something and without being able to control it, I began to let out moans of pleasure.
"You smell so delicious Astra, don't wear this perfume around anyone that isn't me" he said before he began to trace his tongue down from my neck to my chest.
"Open your legs" I felt his cold wet tongue touch my clit as his hands traced down the wall of my cunt.
"I want to eat you." His voice growled, it was only then I realized what he was about to do.


Astra, the illegitimate daughter of the King of Eldoria, is born from an affair with a mage disguised as a maid.
Her life is full of sorrow, made worse when she watches her mother die in place of the queen, sacrificed by Morgoth, the Dragon King. Morgoth demands the king produce a daughter to marry his son, sealing Astra’s fate.
Betrayed by her family, Astra is sent away under the lie of marrying a distant duke, only to discover she is the chosen bride for the Dragon Prince. At first, she sees a kinder side of him, but his darker nature soon drives her to flee. Pregnant and alone, Astra must wrestle with her growing magical powers and her role as the mate of the King of Dragons.

Mika is a data scientist. Quiet. Observant. A ghost in her own life.
Until she sees something she was never meant to—
a murder on a crowded subway.
No one else saw it. But she did.
And worse—he saw her watching.

Seamus is a contract killer. Controlled. Ruthless. The best at what he does.
He’s not supposed to have weaknesses.
But there was something in her gaze—something curious, fearless, alive—that he can’t shake.

He lets her go.
Then he starts watching her.

And when her name comes up as his next target, he makes a choice that will change everything.

What begins as a hunt becomes a fixation.
What should’ve ended in blood becomes an obsession.

Now she’s trapped in his world.
And the more he tries to keep his distance,
the more he wants to destroy anything that touches her.

This is not a romance.
It’s a possession.
And neither of them will come out clean.

Elena Marshall, the product of a dark lord vampire and a fierce Alpha is forced to paddle through her travails whilst fighting her attraction to Cassius.
A one-night stand between two synced yet different creatures awoken the long-buried curse that was chanted a millennium of years ago by the most powerful lineage of witches who got wiped out by the creatures of the dark.

Seventeen-year-old Elena is more concerned with school work and practicing magic spells behind her parents than pandering to quarter politics and quests for powers between the four quarters of the vampires, witches, werewolves, and humans.

An elder witch soon begins to mutter about a prophecy of doom that is bound to cause havoc and death. Her entire world is thrown into disarray.

Irrespective of the danger looming ahead, Elena is undoubtedly drawn to her mystery mate. An allurement is the last thing she needs but how long can she resist and deprive herself of that sweet magnetism?

In the languid twilight of existence, where the air hangs heavy with the scent of forgotten dreams, a figure lurks within the confines of the Vampire Zoo, a private prison adorned with the grotesque glamour of human fascination. Bohdan the Vampire Ripper, a creature of legend and lore, finds himself ensnared in a gilded cage, revered by a chorus of prison groupies whose adoration masks their own morbid curiosity. He is the star attraction, a cash cow for the proprietors of this macabre establishment, each day a performance, each night a descent into the abyss of his own despair. The years stretch out like the shadows that dance upon the walls, and Bohdan, with his haunting gaze and an insatiable thirst for freedom, yearns for the embrace of the world he once roamed—a world that has forgotten his name.

Yet, within the murky depths of this prison, an ally emerges. Lila, a ghostly figure shrouded in secrecy, possesses the uncanny ability to slip through the cracks of time, her essence woven into the fabric of the very shadows that Denise so deftly manipulates. As a fellow prisoner with dreams of liberation, she offers Bohdan a glimmer of hope, a chance to escape the clutches of those who profit from his torment. Together, they plot an escape that will shatter the delicate balance between the past and the present.

Meanwhile, Denise, a woman consumed by obsession and endowed with the power to bend shadows to her will, prowls the underbelly of the city. Her heart races at the thought of capturing the infamous vampire, her mind racing with visions of their intertwined fates.

Ava Monroe is haunted by nightmares that feel more like memories almost feel too real.

Running through forests on four legs. Claws slick with blood. Darkness closing in. She doesn't know what these visions mean only that they're pulling her toward Varex Group, the most powerful company in the world. A family shrouded in mystery.

But the Varex family harbors deadly secrets.They are the last sunwalkers vampires immune to daylight, wielding telekinetic power that kills with a thought.

When Ava's suppressed werewolf nature awakens, she discovers the truth: she is the last of the Lunaris Pack, hidden since birth from the brutal Umbrax clan that slaughtered her people.

Two worlds collide.

Vampires. Werewolves. Ancient feuds. Forbidden love. A war waiting in the shadows. And a life Ava never planned for.

Arabelle, a 20 year old girl was born into poverty along with her sister and her single mother. As the eldest, she has been juggling in between jobs to support her family. Her sick mother can't do anything about it but to accept their fate. They have to live from the mercy of other people just to get by. She knows that their lives will never change unless she gets a job with good compensation. That's why when she saw the job ad as a maid in a mansion, she didn’t hesitate to go and apply for it.

Little that she knows her employer will be a vampire. Ralph is almost 200 years old and lives amongst humans. He hires maids just to make sure that he will not be discovered. After all, having a human around is like having an emergency snack. Every maid who has been to the mansion has mysteriously disappeared. As if they never existed since there is no body that has been found. Arabelle didn’t know about it. She will soon find out the mystery about the missing people from the mansion.

Amidst the mystery, she will find herself falling for Ralph. After all, it 's hard to resist his vampire charm whenever she looks at him straight to his eyes. As if he always has something to tell her. While Ralph seems to be drawn to her because of his past. Arabelle doesn't have a clue since he's being careful not to show her. They are both trying to hide their feelings from each other. But the more they hide it, the more their feelings for one another shows. As if betraying both of them in the process.

Nothing good comes from a knock at the door after sunset—especially not when Javier Briar’s corpse is cooling upstairs, his blood still soaking through my silk sheets.

So when Detective Clive Morrow appears on my porch one suffocating New Orleans night, I expect fear, hesitation, the usual human trembling. Instead, he looks at me with steady calm, claiming he’s here to investigate Javier’s disappearance. I know he’s lying. The question is why.

Clive is too observant, too composed, too familiar with the way monsters move. Our conversation shifts from interrogation to a dangerous, magnetic pull neither of us expected. I smell his suspicion… and something darker beneath it. Curiosity. Desire. A warning.

Then the manuscript pages begin to appear.

Pages written in my handwriting, describing Javier’s final night with chilling detail—the betrayal, the fight, the blood. Pages I have no memory of writing. Each one contradicts the last, casting me as villain, victim, or something far worse.

As we dig deeper—uneasy allies bound by secrets—we uncover that Javier was connected to a hidden ring hunting supernatural beings. Someone manipulated him. Someone staged his body. Someone crafted the manuscript to destroy the fragile trust forming between Clive and me.

And that someone wants him to kill me… or wants me to kill him.

When the true enemy reveals herself, the trap snaps shut. Clive becomes a weapon against me, forced by compulsion to strike. The only way out is a secret I’ve buried for a century—my blood can rewrite memory. One taste breaks the control and binds us in ways neither of us foresaw.

But victory leaves scars. Clive remembers everything. I remember every sin. And upstairs, where Javier died, a new page waits—one neither of us wrote.

A teenage girl moves to a small town and discovers she's a hybrid- half werewolf, half vampire. A secret her abusive, alcoholic father kept from her. She finds herself drawn to two fated mates: an alpha wolf and a vampire. The vampire resents or fears what she is and tries to eliminate her, forcing both mates to put aside their rivalry to protect her.

I gently shut my eyes as his soft breaths caressed my face. I wanted to live in this moment forever. To forget about everything else. Families, duties, nature, everything. I didn't want to be the future leader of my coven at that moment. I didn't want to be weighed down with responsibilities and expectations. I just wanted to be me. The keeper of nature that was in love with two of nature's forbidden entities. The girl who abandoned the light and chased the darkness. The witch that was in love with her nemesis.

Arielle never imagined one night could change everything.

Now she’s carrying a secret, one that could destroy her best friend, ruin her life… and awaken a dangerous desire in the man she was never supposed to want.
Secrets, lies, forbidden attraction and a ticking countdown to the truth.

One wrong decision, and nothing will ever be the same.

The night before our mating ceremony, my Alpha boyfriend was tangled up with my brother's fiancée.

He was my brother's ride-or-die companion, and the son-in-law our pack cherished most.

My brother was devastated by this betrayal and charged toward the border that very day, never to return.

Yet everyone kept urging me to forgive them.

His comrade pleaded: "Kael knows he messed up. For the sake of all these years of brotherhood, just give him another chance."

The Elder advised: "I know you're angry, but he's now our pack's Alpha. Making things too bitter won't be good for your future either. Elara, let it go."

Even the usually fair Council Chief was persuading me: "Elara, he's a war hero. It's not easy for a pack to cultivate an Alpha... some things... require considering the bigger picture."

I stopped arguing and simply knelt before my brother's grave for an entire night.

Then I submitted my severance application and moved to new territory with my parents, who had gone white-haired overnight.

Before leaving, Kael blocked my path with reddened eyes: "Elara, do you hate me this much? Won't you even give me a chance to atone?"

I looked at him calmly: "Your sin, like my brother's life, can never be repaid."

After that day, he continued rising through the pack ranks, earning honors, as if nothing had ever happened.

While our family stayed away for three whole years.

I thought I'd never have any connection with Kael again in this lifetime.

Until a recall order brought him back before me once more.

"Elara, long time no see."

I heard a suppressed moan of ecstasy coming from my twin sister's room, but it was my husband’s voice growling her name.

My heart froze. I pushed the door open, and my world shattered. There, tangled in the sheets, was Sophia, my own sister, wrapped intimately in the arms of Nelson—the man I called my mate.

He looked at me with cold, indifferent eyes, not even bothering to cover his nakedness. “He loves me, Nora, not you,” Sophia sneered, her voice dripping with malice. “I saved him. I was supposed to be his Luna. You just stole him.”

I fell to my knees, clutching my stomach as a searing pain shot through me. “I, Nelson, Alpha of Red Moon Pack, reject you, Nora, as my mate.”

The bond snapped like a brittle thread. Weakness washed over me as blood began to flow down my legs, soaking my dress red. I was miscarrying… our child, the secret I had come to tell him. As darkness consumed me, I whispered one last prayer: “Moon Goddess, avenge me.”


Nora was the perfect Luna, but her mate, Alpha Nelson, rejected her for her own twin sister, Sophia, leaving her to die in agony along with their unborn child. But death was not the end. The Moon Goddess granted Nora a second chance at life—but with a cruel twist. Nora wakes up in the body of Becky Stone, the daughter of the rival pack's Alpha, who murdered her parents.

Now trapped in the body of her enemy and forced into an arranged marriage with the ruthless and terrifying Alpha Ethan, Nora must navigate a dangerous web of lies. She is no longer the weak wolf who died for love. She is out for blood. As she plots her revenge against Nelson and Sophia, she finds herself in a dangerous game of seduction with her new husband, Ethan. Will she destroy those who betrayed her? And can she resist the dark, possessive love of the Alpha she was forced to marry?

"Oh f*ck baby, I love the way you eat me out," Grace moaned out loud as Orion buried his head further.
My sobs became louder as I felt my heart go through excruciating pain when I saw this.
Orion never did this with me. Whenever I brought it up, he always refused, claiming it felt unhygienic due to his cleanliness.
The longer he spent, the more my sadness turned into rage and humiliation. My body shook with rage, my blood was boiling, and I felt my anger course through my veins.
He teased her as he lay her on the couch and spread her leg wide open, before sliding into her.
"You are so good at this, you do it better than my stupid wife," Orion complimented as he fucked Grace faster.
"Say that again!" the stupid bitch replied, it was obvious this wasn't their first time, I never could have thought Grace held that kind of resentment towards me.
After what felt like an eternity, they both collapsed on the couch, breathing heavily. "Why didn't I marry you instead?" Orion said, giving Grace a peck on the cheek.
"What about your wife?" Grace asked, tracing her fingers all over his chest.
"She's so awful at this," he says with disdain. "Every time I see her tasteless outfits and boring moves in bed, I feel sick,"
I couldn't watch this any longer. My anger was threatening to devour me.
What you can do if you discover your husband and friend's betrayal?

"You bear my mark now, little rose. On Christmas Day, you'll either become mine forever... or die screaming."
Lyra Thorne has spent three years as a registered blood donor in Nocturne Heights—selling her blood to live, seeing her dignity slip away drop by drop. She's invisible, useless, just another human commodity in a planet governed by eternal predators. But she bears it all for one reason: to pay for her younger sister's treatment, keeping the only family she has left alive.
Everything changes on the Winter Solstice, the most important night in vampire society.
Summoned to the Crimson Spire for the elite's old festival, Lyra expects another humiliating night of being treated like living animals. Instead, she falls into a restricted ceremonial room and disrupts something forbidden—Lord Kaelen Nightshade, the vampire prince, executing a blood rite meant exclusively for eternal brides.
One drop of her blood on antique stone. One instant of eye contact beneath the crimson moon. One mark scorching into her flesh like liquid fire.
The harm is done.
Kaelen is the most dreaded vampire in the city—ruthless, coldly attractive, and bound by laws older than human history. For ages, he's rejected every noble vampire brought to him, and vampire rule is absolute: he cannot marry a human as his wife. The inadvertent marking should be impossible. But the tie has awoken, scorching through both their veins, and it cannot be undone.
Now Lyra has twelve days till Christmas, when the mark will fully grow. If Kaelen claims her, she'll turn into an immortal—but the Vampire Council will murder them both for breaching holy law. If he rejects her, the imperfect relationship will eat her from inside, murdering her in the most torturous way conceivable.

He was my mate, my Alpha, my everything… until he rejected me.

Scarlett Hilary thought being chosen by the Moon Goddess to be Alpha John’s mate would save her from a life of slavery. Instead, it became her greatest curse. Publicly humiliated, stripped of her Luna title, and forced back into the slave quarters, she watches as her mate pledges his love and his child to another woman.

Broken. Betrayed. Forgotten.

But when the Moon Goddess herself whispers of a destiny greater than rejection, Scarlett realizes her journey has only begun. She may have been cast aside as an enslaved Luna… but one day, she will rise higher than anyone ever imagined.

Larkin thought she had the perfect life. After a tragic accident as a young girl leaves her family broken, she finds happiness later in her husband Eric and their children. During her last pregnancy however she discovers that the two people closest to her have committed the ultimate betrayal. Faced with the impossible Larkin finds an ally and love where she least expects it, and he waste no time in claiming her heart and body.

I used to be the Federation's top agent, codename Frostblade. Until my fiancée and my partner stabbed me in the back and threw me into Blackrock Fortress—a black site hellhole that doesn't exist on any map. Against all odds, I broke out and made it back home, only to find my family's graves dug up, my mother murdered in the bathtub, and a shell casing stamped with a cartel insignia. My sister is missing, my father has been framed, and six of my informants were butchered—all signs point to the exact same name. Nobody believes a man who was supposed to rot in a cell can flip the board, but I'm back.

The wolf pack was wiped out, she suddenly lost her voice, and her wolfish instincts were gone. Eight-year-old Fiona lost her whole world.

Michael appeared; he was her destined partner, the "brother" who protected her.

But on her 18th birthday, everything suddenly changed. "How could it be you? Everything is ruined!" Michael roared at Fiona.

Five years of secret marriage; Fiona was merely his shadow, while he was intimately involved with someone else.

When the pregnancy test showed two red lines again, he had caused her to miscarry last time. Facing this new life again, would she continue like this?

Liora, a slave sold by her own aunt, kills the knight who tries to violate her. As a mere slave, her fate is sealed; execution. But King Malachai has other plans. Knowing the power in her witch bloodline, he forces her into marriage with his cursed, illegitimate son, Kieran. No one has seen Kieran’s face. They whisper of a monster, a beast who returns from war without an army yet always victorious. The truth is darker, he is a werewolf, cursed for a sin that was never his. Now bound to a man feared by all, Liora must survive his world of blood and secrets.

"You wear her face, but you bleed differently. Tell me, pequeña mentirosa, who are you really?"
When Isabella Moreno identifies her twin sister Sofia's mutilated body in the San Isidro morgue, her world doesn't just shatter—it ignites.
Sofia wasn't supposed to be anywhere near the cartel underworld. She was the good twin—sweet, trusting, working as a trauma nurse, engaged to a respectable doctor. She was everything Isabella wasn't: innocent, hopeful, loved.
But someone put three bullets in Sofia's chest and dumped her body in the River Rojo like garbage.
The police call it gang violence. Case closed. Another statistic in a city that bleeds daily.
Isabella knows better.
She's spent five years as a DEA intelligence analyst, building cases against the very cartels that rule San Isidro. She's seen the patterns, knows the players, and recognizes the signature of a professional hit when she sees one. Sofia's murder wasn't random—it was an execution. And every trail of blood leads to one man:
Damián Flores, heir to the most powerful cartel in Mexico.
Devastatingly handsome, Princeton-educated, and colder than the blade he's rumored to wield personally, Damián took control of the Flores Cartel after his father's assassination three years ago. He's turned the organization into an empire—ruthless, efficient, untouchable. The DEA has tried for years to build a case against him and failed. He's too smart, too careful, too protected.
But Isabella has something the DEA doesn't: Sofia's face.
The twins were identical—same dark hair, same amber eyes, same delicate bone structure. When Isabella assumes Sofia's identity, no one questions it. Not Sofia's grieving fiancé. Not her hospital colleagues. And definitely not Damián Flores, who appears at Sofia's favorite café three days after the funeral with an expression that makes Isabella's blood run cold.

As a wife and mother, she came home one day to find another woman in her place.
That was when she knew. This marriage was beyond saving.
The lies and deception were just a thin veil no one bothered to see through. The favoritism. The blame. Year after year, cutting into her like glass.
When the birthday cake she had fought so hard to get ended up in the trash, she swallowed her tears along with the bitterness.
Giving up became inevitable. So did the divorce.
It wasn't until dust settled on her vanity table that her husband and children finally realized—home had become a cold, empty coffin.

"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 strongest warrior of the wolves, feared by her enemies and respected by her own kind.
Victor was a vampire who took pleasure in slaughtering both humans and werewolves, a monster whispered about in every pack.
Wolves and vampires had been mortal enemies since ancient times.
Whenever they met, there was only one rule: kill, or be killed.
Yet the first time Maya saw Victor, something was wrong.
Her usually calm wolf, Raven, suddenly grew restless, and in that heavy, wordless pull Maya understood the truth—Victor, the vampire she was born to kill, was her fated mate.
When fate and blood stand on opposite sides, when her mate is the monster she were born to kill—
what path can Maya choose?

I’m Sofia Bianchi, traded into marriage to pay off my family’s debt. My new husband, Marco De Santis, is a widowed underboss with a lethal reputation, a locked black door he won’t talk about, and a little girl who decides I’m her new favorite person over waffles.
On our wedding night, I lay down rules—no sex, no kids, I finish my degree, I keep my career—and he agrees. All of it.
He doesn’t try to break me. He gives me space, security, and just enough power to be dangerous.
I went into this marriage ready to fight him.
Now, I’m terrified I’ll lose my heart to the one man I was never supposed to love.

In the shadowed halls of the Malroy pack, human Luna Alisha Tabor has endured years of silent betrayal, her mate Alpha Zaden’s cold indifference, her son Ben’s rejection, and the slow poison of a bond her body cannot survive. When she overhears their cruelest truths and collapses coughing blood, she chooses defiance: public rejection, a daring fake death, and escape into the human world. Five years later, as Dr. Lia Marrow, she returns, not for forgiveness, but to shatter the life that nearly killed her.

After a decade-long fiancé abandons her at the altar for her best friend, CIA agent Alexandra "Lexi" Thompson numbs her pain with reckless abandon. A drunken night at the club leads to a torrid affair with the ruthless Mafia Don, Leonardo De Santos. As Lexi falls deeper under his spell, the CIA discovers their illicit relationship and leverages it to extract intel. Faced with an impossible choice: betray the man she loves or save her brother, wrongly accused and imprisoned, Lexi must navigate a treacherous web of loyalty, duty, and desire. Will she risk everything for love, or sacrifice her heart for family?

Freya has spent her life as an outcast—beaten, humiliated, and branded a disappointment. A servant in the house of the man who once called himself her father. But on the night of her eighteenth birthday, everything changes.

She awakens to a truth more dangerous than the chains that bound her. She is not just a disgraced wolf. She is something more—something both feared and hunted.

Prince Dorian Damon, ruthless heir to the throne, knows what she is.

She is his mate.

The one fate has bound to him in ways he never wanted. But to him, she is also a weapon—a pawn in the bloody war against the hunters. He takes her and keeps her not out of love, but control.

"You think I won’t reject you?" Dorian’s voice is low, edged with cruel amusement as he presses her against the cold stone wall of his chamber. "I will. The moment you become useless to me."

But there is another. Tiberius, the legendary hunter with emerald eyes that see too much and a touch that burns her differently, has searched for her his entire life. He was raised to despise wolves, to slaughter them without hesitation.

Yet when he looks at Freya, he does not see an enemy. He sees his mate.

Caught between two kings, two destinies, and two deadly temptations, Freya must decide who she truly is. A key to destruction, or a bridge to salvation? But what happens when the wolf prince refuses to let her go… and the hunter king refuses to let her fall?

A brutal prince. A vengeful hunter. A woman bound by fate. One will break her. One will save her. Or will she choose to save herself?

She married him to destroy his world.
He trusted her with his heart.
Forced into an arranged marriage to end a mafia war, Alessia Scarpetti plays the perfect crime princess—while secretly working undercover for the FBI. Liam O’Sullivan, heir to a ruthless Irish syndicate, believes their union is a necessary evil… until desire, loyalty, and shared scars blur the lines between enemy and ally.
But when Alessia’s mission threatens everything Liam has left to lose, love becomes the most dangerous lie of all.
When the truth comes out, will she choose justice—or the man she was sent to betray?

I died wearing his mark. A barren wife. A discarded toy. A fool who bled for a man who fucked my sister while I suffered the pain of being called infertile.

The day I caught my Alpha buried between her thighs—his fangs marking her where mine should’ve been. And when I uncovered a secret that could destroy him, they shot me dead.

But death didn’t stick.

The Moon Goddess sent me back—dripping with fury and vengeance—to the day he proposed. Back to when I should’ve laughed in his face and walked away.

This time? I’ll play the perfect Luna. Wear his ring. Moan his name. Let him fuck me raw, thinking I’m still his.

But every kiss is poison. Every sigh, a lie. Every time he cums inside me, I’ll pretend it’s him I’m coming for. While he’s lost in the heat of my body, I’ll smile—because his empire is already crumbling in my hands.

But my revenge doesn’t end with him. There’s the rival Alpha who’s always watched me with dark, possessive eyes. The one who wants to ruin my husband as much as I do.

So I’ll offer him a deal: Use me. Let me use you. Help me break him, and I’ll let you do much more. You can touch me. Claim me. Bite me where my husband’s mark once was.

I’ll ride him in the shadows, let him growl my name while we tear my husband’s world apart.

But here’s the truth, Alpha: You think I’m yours? Darling, I’m nobody’s.

And when the final strike comes—when my husband chokes on his own blood—I’ll be the one smiling down at him. Let him die loving me. Let him die hard.

Revenge so sweet, it’s filthy.

Mira thought she had everything, a mate who completed her, a pack that accepted her, and a future bright with promise. But on the night of her Luna ceremony, her world shattered when she discovered her husband, Alpha Kade, tangled in the arms of her stepsister, Delilah.

For three years, Delilah had played the perfect sister, the loyal friend. But like the biblical temptress she was named after, she'd been weaving a trap all alongto steal Mira's mate, her position, and her life.

Broken and humiliated, Mira accepts the divorce Kade throws at her feet. She vanishes into the night, carrying a secret that could change everything. But the Moon Goddess has other plans. When Mira returns two years later, she's no longer the weak, trusting girl who left. She's powerful, dangerous, and has caught the attention of Zane the ruthless Alpha King who's never wanted a mate.

Now Kade realizes what he's lost, and he'll do anything to win her back. But Mira isn't interested in second chances. She wants revenge. And in a world where wolves play for keeps, she's about to show them all that a woman scorned is deadlier than any Alpha.

Some betrayals can't be forgiven. Some hearts can't be unbroken. And some wolves... should never be crossed.

She entered his court as a servant of shadow. He will rule it on a throne of blood and scale.
For years, the Vampire Lord Kaelen’s cold reign has been absolute. For Elara, a hidden dragon shifter living as a lowly maid, it is a reign that must end in ash. Her vengeance for her slaughtered clan is a fire she has carefully banked, waiting for the moment to reduce his world to cinders. That moment comes on the night of the Blood Moon Masquerade, where a single, searing encounter with a masked stranger offers the perfect path to revenge.
It was only meant to be a weapon. A way to get closer to her enemy.
But one night of forbidden passion unravels everything.
Now, Elara carries an impossible secret—a child that is both fire and blood, a living symbol of the war between their kinds. Her destiny is no longer just vengeance, but survival. When her dragon nature can no longer be concealed, Kaelen discovers the truth: the woman he cannot forget is the same one he has never truly seen, and she holds the key to his destruction… or his legacy.
A night of passion. A lifetime of consequences. A war of bloodlines.
As ancient enemies close in and the truth of the past ignites a new war, Elara and Kaelen must choose: will they cling to the hatred that defined them, or seize a throne built from the one thing that can save or damn them both—their forbidden love?

Is it a sin to love? If secret love is a sin I am willing to accept whatever is at stake.

I'm Marina Daughn Welch, who will pretend to be the wife of my twin's fiancé.

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...

He left without a word.

Now he’s back — holding a gun and calling himself my bodyguard.

Silas Raveen was my father’s deadliest weapon.

Cold. Precise. Untouchable.

I loved him anyway.

Three years ago, he disappeared the same night my mother was murdered.

Now I’m engaged to a man I don’t love, trapped in a family falling apart.

And Silas? He’s been assigned to protect me.

He won’t say why I’m being hunted.

He won’t talk about the past.

But every time we’re alone, the air cracks — with tension, with questions, with the kiss we never got to finish.

I hate him for leaving.

I hate him more for still making my heart race.

And I hate that I’m starting to trust him again.

Because if there’s one thing I know for sure…

The man who saved my life is the same man who destroyed it.

In 1932 Paris, "half-breed" is a slur, but "unprecedented" is a target.

Celeste Moreau spent eighteen years believing her biggest mystery was why her Fae father walked out on her. She lived a quiet life in the 6th arrondissement, watching her mother use "small magic" to keep the winter pipes from bursting. But at her mother’s wedding to a Fae aristocrat, Celeste doesn't just catch the bouquet—she shatters the ancient binding stones with a power that shouldn't exist.

Now, she’s being hauled off to L'Academie des Courants, a hidden academy in the Loire Valley for "containment". Her escort? Lucien Vael—her new stepbrother, a man so beautiful he’s a threat, and the only person in the room who didn't look surprised when she broke the world.

At the academy, everyone has a plan for her:

The Mentor: A professor whose kindness feels like a trap.

The Rival: A cousin who prefers institutional ruin over open hostility.

The Regent: A nameless power who has been waiting for a girl with Celeste's blood for a very long time.

Lucien calls her "sister" in front of the nobility, but he’s been watching her since before they were family. Celeste needs to find out what he knows before the people "invested" in her future decide she's too dangerous to have one.

The stones are already cracked. If Celeste can’t control the light in her veins, she’ll be the next thing to break.

Paris is burning. The Academy is waiting. Discover the secret of the 6th Arrondissement.

A centuries-old curse threatens to devour Black Hollow, reigniting the blood feud between werewolves and vampires. Forced into an uneasy alliance, werewolf heir Lyra Thorn and exiled vampire prince Cassian Draven must unravel ancient secrets before darkness claims their world. As violence and magic spiral out of control, their forbidden bond may be the only hope for peace. Together, they risk their hearts and their lives to break the curse, but will love be enough when their pasts refuse to let go?

WARNING🔞: A dark, sinful mafia and psychological thriller romance.

“Touch me again, Julian, and I’ll stop holding it all in.”
Seraphina’s voice trembled, shivers of raw need coursing through her veins.
Julian’s tone dropped low, rough and dangerous.
“Then stop holding it in, little heiress. You ran once- try it again, and I’ll chain you to my bed this time.”
~

After her father’s sudden death, Seraphina’s inheritance was stolen by her stepsister, and she was cast out into the cold.
Five years later, she’s back from the brink to reclaim her empire.
But fate has bound her to Julian—the man she swore to escape. A crucial diary, the key to everything, is in his hands.
Worse yet, Julian is the man who shared her one reckless night five years ago, the father of her hidden genius child...Or was it his twin brother she fell for?
A revenge and love story, gambled on marriage, unfolds amidst family secrets and power struggles.
And what Julian demands? Her complete, unguarded sincerity.

She wore black to her wedding.
He smiled when she defied him.
And together, they sealed a marriage in blood.

Lucia Moretti was meant to be a sacrifice, a bride bartered for peace. Dante Vitale was meant to be her cage, the ruthless Don feared across Italy.

But fire doesn’t bow to steel.
And when defiance meets obsession, vows become chains, and blood becomes the price of survival.

Twenty-one-year-old Iris Kane thought she was just another college student until gunmen stormed her campus. Now she's hiding in the last place the FBI would look—the mansion of Alessandro "Alex" Torrino, heir to Chicago's most dangerous crime family. At forty-two, Alex is everything she should fear: cold, ruthless, and powerful enough to make people disappear with a phone call. But when bullets start flying and enemies close in, the man twice her age becomes her only protection. What starts as a desperate lie for survival ignites into a passion that could destroy them both. Because Iris isn't just any girl seeking shelter—she's the secret daughter of FBI Director Robert Kane, the man who's been hunting Alex's family for twenty years. In a world where love is weakness and trust gets you killed, their forbidden romance is the deadliest secret of all.

"This marriage is a lie, our relation is a lie, it's just a stupid contract."

He was a pro, in the game of lies he was a king. he pulled me to him by my waist like it was the most natural thing he did, I gasped lightly. Everywhere he touched my skin tingled, he held my waist possessively, like showing ownership in some weird way I liked it.

Erika Price has been married to Dimitri Price for almost four years, seeing that this marriage was going nowhere, she decided to as for a divorce. Yet unexpectedly, Dimitri rejected her.

TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️
FOR 18+ ONLY


Watching her fuck herself to the thought of me drove me insane. Like a creep, I stood beside her bed in my demon form so as to be invisible, I pumped my cock back and forth in my hand while I watched her two fingers plunge in and out of her beautiful, wet pussy.
"Yes! Spank my pussy Sir," she moaned, her imaginations running wild. As she quivered and came on her fingers, her essence rose up to meet me and I lost control of myself, cumming so hard.
"Boss?" My human secretary exclaimed.
"Shit!" I gasped, noticing that I was in human form.


Aria Morales was burdened by extreme badluck. It was so intense that she took bandages with her everywhere she went because she was always hitting her leg somewhere or sometimes falling face flat on the ground. Abandoned by her family, she struggles to finish college but no one would employ her because of her clumsiness. Unwanted, unlucky and frustrated, she decides to try one last time to changer luck.
Then she met Alaric Denver.
Alaric Denver is your every day Billionaire and owner of Legacy Empire but behind that facade is a demon; an incubus and the Prince of Hell. He was a sex demon but he only gave pleasure, barely ever receiving it. He's also a defect, half demon, half human so hell's energy was toxic to him. He had to live on earth and he fed on human desires and vices but it was never enough.
That was until he met Aria Morales

In Lunar Falls, Damon Knight, the newly-crowned Alpha of the Moonrise Pack, discovers Aria Westbrook, a fiery florist with a hidden magical heritage, is his fated mate. But Aria, scarred by betrayal and unwilling to trust, pushes Damon away. As outside threats grow, including Silas Moore, a ruthless Alpha who wants Aria’s powers, Damon must choose between his pack and his love for her. In a world of danger and deception, can their bond survive, or will their pasts tear them apart?

A billionaire romance with second chance love and heartbreak!
This story is of the struggle that Giselle goes through when the boy that captured her heart is the one that breaks her heart! The ups and downs that they face in their relationship. Forced into a contractual marriage, Colton shows averseness towards Giselle. He never showed her love nor any kindness. Giselle's love for Danny starts to fade due to his indifference towards her and things only get worse between them soon. At the same time, Giselle meets an old student of her father's, who also happens to be her childhood friend. Giselle decides to part ways with Colton but stupidly acquiesces to his request to have one last night of passion with him.
Follow their journey to see if Giselle’s decision to fulfil her first love’s last wish brought her sorrow or filled her life with happiness.

In the mysterious town of Eldermoon, Mila, an enigmatic and independent young woman, finds herself entangled in a world where moonlit secrets and ancient betrayals collide. Unbeknownst to her, a hidden curse binds her fate with that of a charismatic werewolf, Adrian. As the bond deepens, Mila discovers the dark past that shadows their love, unveiling a web of deception and heartache. In "Mila's Betrayal," passion intertwines with peril as she navigates love's treacherous path, torn between loyalty and desire. Can their love survive the haunting secrets, or will betrayal shatter the fragile connection between human and wolf forever?