Estelle wishes to die. She has spent the last decade of her life sleeping on the streets of the city, hunting alley rats for food and desperately struggling to survive her life of isolation. But she can't suffer any longer, so she decides that she's going to hike up the mountain, find the tallest cliff at the top, and gracefully fall to her death. But the mountain was forbidden. Long ago, hunters had run back to the city screaming of monsters and ghosts - bleeding with ugly wounds that were evidence of blades and steel. And the female hunters slowly began disappearing in the dark woods, the men claiming they were kidnapped by the shadows. The mountain was a death sentence. Except that was exactly what Estelle was looking for. But her plan takes a dark turn when a lighting storm forces her to find shelter in a cave. And she is not alone. She finds out there are creatures that have lived under the mountain in secret for centuries, creatures that are desperate for a mate. And here she was, alone in a cave with one. He is kind to her, he feeds her, he ensures her safety. And he demands for her sweet surrender. ----------------------------- Monster Romance 18+ One POV

I DON'T own any of the images used in this story or cover (unless otherwises specified), all images come from pintrest so I'm not entirely sure of the true owners. Deep in the wilderness, far from the noise of roads and the weight of human expectation, Lucia Woods has built a quiet life among the forgotten. In a weathered cabin nestled between trees and mist, she tends to injured wildlife with steady hands and a guarded heart. Known only in passing by the nearby village, Lucia speaks little, trusts less, and has long since stopped expecting the world to offer her kindness. Her solace lies in routine-tea left to steep too long, charcoal sketches of the animals she's saved, and the silent comfort of solitude. But something in the forest is changing. Strange tracks in the forests. A stillness in the trees that feels too intentional. Animals gone missing. And sometimes, when the wind is just right, she swears she isn't alone. Above and beyond that quiet world, Ka'renok watches. A veteran Yautja of gray-honor, cast to walk the border between honor and duty, he has no home but the hunt. Bound by silence and shaped by war, Ka'renok moves through shadow with reverence and precision. He distrusts humans-loud, deceitful creatures who glorify weakness and destroy what they cannot control. But in his path, one quiet human lingers like a flaw in his focus. She should be meaningless. Instead, she unsettles him. Sent to this world on a mission that requires to kill, observation and patience, Ka'renok expects nothing from Earth but complication. What he doesn't expect is Lucia. As their worlds begin to brush-first in glimpses, then in something deeper-they are both pulled into a quiet, dangerous bond neither understands. In a forest hiding more than scars and silence, hunter and healer must decide whether what connects them is worth the cost of being seen.

She's all tinsel and tight deadlines. He's tusks, tradition, and absolutely not part of her plan. Burnt-out event planner Clara Matthews is determined to pull off Seattle's biggest charity Christmas gala-even if it means working with a venue owner who growls more than he talks. Enter Gorvak Stonehide: a gruff orc businessman trying to prove his clan belongs in human society, not just in legends and bad headlines. They clash instantly. He thinks she's uptight. She thinks he's infuriating. Neither of them expected the mistletoe. Or the feelings. Or the kiss. As snow falls and chaos mounts, their working relationship turns into something much deeper-and far more complicated. Blending traditions is hard. Falling in love with someone from a different world? Even harder. But this Christmas, hearts will be carved, lines will be crossed, and one unlikely couple might just find home in each other.

#2 Fantasy Romance - 26th Nov 2025 An orc warrior. An elven archer. Years of friendship-undone by one primal season. When Rak's rut begins, he tries to hide it. But Faralei isn't blind. One kiss in the moonlight leads to a night of surrender-and orc tradition doesn't forget what's claimed. She thought it was one night. He thinks they're already bound. A steamy friends-to-lovers fantasy romance where instinct collides with love.

Evelyn didn't mean to fall for the quiet orc who reads romance novels and volunteers with human kids. But between his deep voice, devastating body, and the way he looks at her like she's a story he wants to read slowly-she's already hooked. Kalarak Hellgrip isn't like the orcs in stories. He's soft-spoken, bookish, and trying very hard not to ruin things by touching her the way he wants to. But when Evelyn leans in first... all bets are off. A slow-burn, high-heat modern fantasy romance where love is tender, desire is dangerous, and everything good takes time.

Twelve human women are captured to participate in the predators' game. Camila has no choice but to trust her hunter with her life. Original character/Predator(yautja) {highly explicit content/predator and human sex} (do not own pic) This fic has dark and non-consensual themes, if you do not like that please do not read and share your "opinion" with me.

To her kingdom she was simply a princess of no worth, a perfect commodity to use and trade at their will. Behind her back, the deal has been struck and the agreement signed. The worthless princess would save their planet from an impending attack as the new bride and payment for a mysterious prince-an invisible prince. (will contain dark dirty yautja smut) {do not own image btw} This fic has dark and non-consensual themes, if you do not like that please do not read and share your "opinion" with me.

Ashima has dreamed of space exploration her entire life. Finally embarking on her first mission, her excitement turns to terror when she crash lands on a planet of ice. Alone and ill-equipped to survive in such harsh terrain, Ashima is found near death by a 7 foot tall alien with lavender skin. Will he be the savior she needs, or is she destined for destruction on this planet who's residents' hearts seem to be made of ice as solid as the planet she found them on? Note: This story is meant to be enjoyable for any age, but there are moments of physical abuse and there are times where the main character remembers the events of her spaceship crash. There is no specific warning for these chapters within the book.

Exiled and left to die on a hostile alien planet for a crime she didnt commit, alita is saved by a alien native who wants nothing to do with her... Or so he thought. ~~~ ((limited time read!!!))~~~ Xanadis...A world deemed uninhabitable by humans and made into a penal colony where deathrow convicts are sent to serve out the rest of their lives, forced to fight to survive or subcome to the harsh enviroment and fall prey to the many creatures that live there. After being convicted of a murder she didnt commit alita is left stranded on the hostile world filled with carnivorous plants, ruthless criminals, hostile natives, and bloodthirsty monsters. She comes to realize the world isnt as unforgiving and cold as it seems. She's saved by a native who dislikes humans as much as the next guy but shes intent on sticking by his side in order to survive. The only issue being is the last thing he wants is a pathetic, weak human girl following him around. (Limited time only read!) (This story isn't professionally edited yet and im new to writing so sorry for grammar and typos! ) (THIS IS THE RE-WRITTEN VERSION OF THE ORIGINAL STORY AND WILL ONLY BE AVAILABLE TEMPORARILY UNTIL IT IS FINISHED OR IM FORCED TO REMOVE IT.)

You've built an empire out of cozy vlogs, candid Q&As, and a million followers who adore how "real" you are-even when you're jet-lagged, spilling wax on your leggings, or eating takeaway in a hoodie. Manchester is just another work trip: collabs, content, and unboxings. But then you keep seeing him. The hooded masked stranger who passes you on rainy streets. He doesn't care about TikTok, doesn't ask for selfies, doesn't even tell you his name. He's steady, silent, and far too handsome for the mask and shadows he hides behind. All stories are written by me and then edited in Grammarly for phrasing, spelling, structure, and polishing. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION