Valleria never meant to fall for them. She only wanted revenge. After her mother's death, the quiet healer hires a band of mercenaries to help her destroy the man who once owned her-the cruel plantation lord who shattered her past. But when she discovers he's her father, everything unravels. Including her resolve. Because the mercenaries she hired? They're impossible to resist: • Meredith, the fierce leader whose dominance ignites something primal in her • Kaigan, the rogue who flirts like it's foreplay and lies like it's love • Davur, the gentle giant whose soft touch belies his brutal strength • Ahfi, the dark mage whose magic coils around her like a lover's whisper As danger closes in, so do they- each mercenary pulling her deeper into a web of desire, devotion, and slow-burning seduction. Valleria thought she was in control. But in their arms, she's unraveling... and she's starting to like it. Four mercenaries. One mission. And a healer caught between vengeance and the kind of pleasure that could ruin her. Love and vengeance is never black and white. IRON TALONS: Ebony & Ivory- a spicy adult fantasy reverse harem romance Golden Fleece revenge adventure novel

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A spirit who hasn't been able to sleep for 500 years ends up possessing the body of a boy who accidentally overdosed on heroin. He does everything he can to get a good night's sleep and befriends an angel whose mission it is to send an escaped demon back to Hell. If you like this story, tell your friends.

Iris's brother has done a stupid, stupid thing by challenging a shadewalker from the Veil family to a game of Creznen Roulette. Unfortunately, he won. Now, the shadewalker's older sister is demanding Iris's life in retribution. In desperation, Iris's father has gone to Adrian Colt, another shadewalker, begging him to protect his family. Adrian has agreed, but the price is that Iris must marry his son. Iris, however, has no intention of being married off - even if it is for her own protection. Special thanks to @plutointhestars for the gorgeous cover art! Author's note: This story is being written for ONC 2024 and is based on the following prompt: Prompt 88. Your father is forcing you to marry someone you have never met. The night before your wedding you tie your sheets together and make your escape through the window. Half way down you make eye contact with someone doing the exact same thing a few windows over.

Heba Badran grew up in a funeral home, raised by an Egyptian mortician. She believed her night terrors were nothing more than bad luck. Until they spoke on her sixteenth birthday. The protection of her Anubis amulet waned, and the voices were no longer contained: they were horrors forged in chaos, hunting for demigods' hearts... And they wanted hers. Soon, Heba discovered a hidden world filled with children of the gods who are ruled by laws, judgments, and Egyptian deities who do not forget. Silence, anger and pain once kept Heba safe. Now it may be the reason she's hunted. **FIRST DRAFT** + SHORT CHAPTERS + INCLUDES DIGITAL DRAWINGS + POLLS AFTER EVERY CHAPTER +WEEKLY UPDATES Follow the story in real time. 👻✌️💀

When the fire took everything from Zac Virell, it left only ash, guilt, and a city collapsing under its own corruption. Sanctum's Reach is rotting from the inside-its guilds, courts, and guards bought and broken. But when a shadowed figure known only as The Elder offers Zac a place in the Veiled Blades, a secret order sworn to cut out the rot, he's given something he never expected: A second chance. A purpose. A war worth fighting. As Zac descends into the city's underworld, he uncovers betrayals, buried truths, and a darkness inside himself far more dangerous than any criminal. If he can't control it... ...it will consume everything he has left. In the neon-lit ruins of Ravencross, Zac must choose: Become the city's last hope- or its next ghost.

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Life is slipping away in slow motion. Days fold into each other, laughter fades, and silence stretches endlessly. He floats through the monotony, seeking comfort in moments that never last. And then there is something else. Something unnameable, hovering in the corners of thought-a presence that teases, that haunts, that makes the dull edges of life suddenly feel sharp and alive.