• Levi • I've wished for death too many times to count when I was a child. Too bad only my soul died, not my body. Now that i'm older, I refuse to give up.I want answers. Answers that my family can give me. A family that doesn't even know I exist. What the hell am I getting myself into? • Mayhem • I was born into this life. The club life. Violence, drugs, murder, woman, the brotherhood. It was always part of my life, minus the woman. I stay away from woman. I don't trust them, I hate them. I don't want them around me. But the little sister of my President apparently is an exception, since she won't get out of my fucking head. I'm obsessed. I hate her. I want her more than I hate her. I will get her, she will be mine. *This story contains violence, mature language, sexual content and dark themes* **I don't own any of the pictures used in this story; all right go to their rightful owners**

In the quiet town of Paradise, Lyra has spent her life hiding in plain sight-haunted by dreams that feel like memories, chased by whispers no one else can hear. She tells herself she's ordinary... until the day a stranger walks into her café and everything tilts. Alastor Morningstar is no ordinary man. Son of Lucifer. Heir to the Shadow Realm. Executioner of angels. A creature who vowed never to love-and has never once broken a vow. Until Lyra. Because Lyra isn't merely a girl with gentle smiles and soft laughter. She is the Hollow-born-an omen Heaven wants erased and Hell wants claimed. Angels hunt her. Demons circle her. And in the corners of her dreams, something ancient watches, waiting for her to remember its name. As the realms slide toward war, Alastor is torn between desire and duty, loyalty and damnation. And Lyra must face what she is becoming-power forged of ash and flame, destined either to restore balance... or end creation. Love can be salvation. Love can be ruin. And in a world where vows demand blood, devotion becomes a weapon. Heaven says destroy her. Hell says bind her. He says-mine. Top Ranking Milestones #54 out of 38K in Fate (11/25/25) #54 out of 100K in Demons (11/26/25) #3 out of 28K in Spicy (12/6/25) #3 out of 19K in Challenge (12/8/25) #37 out of 52K in Fantasy Romance (12/23/25) #34 out of 35K in Hell (12/23/25) #4 out of 14K in Prophecy (12/23/25) #24 out of 20K in Heaven (12/23/25) #45 out of 101K in Demons (1/31/26) #24 out of 38K in Fate (1/31/26) #18 out of 34K in Mythology (1/31/26) #17 out of 20K in Heaven (1/31/26) #6 out of 35K in Mythology (3/8/26) ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ This story contains dark romance, religious and mythic themes, obsession, psychological horror, nightmares, blood, violence, death, and sensuality. Proceed only if you crave beauty where it shouldn't exist. © 2025 All rights reserved.

Clara My heart has belonged to Spencer Fisher since that day in high school, when he winked at me during Mrs. Doyle's chemistry class. For twelve years we've been together through the good, the bad, and everything in between. For twelve years I've stood by him and supported him and watched him as he realized every single one of his dreams. But when Spencer's father is diagnosed with terminal lung cancer and he starts pulling away right when I need him most, we might have finally found the one thing that will tear us apart. Spencer I thought I had it made. But now I'm feeling it all slip away as the pressures of work and bills and hard decisions mount. And above all else, I have to watch my old man slowly wither away. I'm not used to feeling helpless, and now all I can do is watch the man who has always been larger than life to me die. I know Clara's doing her best to support me, but lately it feels like all I do is let her down. When my colleague introduces me to his sister Laney, it feels harmless at first. Laney listens without making demands. She's sympathetic. She reminds me to take care of myself. If she flirts occasionally and I find myself enjoying it? Well, that's probably harmless too. It's not like I'd ever act on anything. I'd never betray Clara. But the road to hell is paved with bad decisions, and by the time I realize what a fool I'm being, I might be too late to stop myself from losing the woman I love.

Rhea Shah lost her cheating scumbag of an ex-boyfriend of 10 years, she lost her sanity, and most recently...she lost her job. After getting fired, she ends up at the hospital with her laboring friend and meets Connor Brooks, a bad boy OB/GYN, who is allergic to anything involving emotions, relationships and love. Rhea knows Connor is charming and...ahem...hot, but she's got 99 problems and getting involved with an emotionally unavailable doctor ain't one. A careless comment made in anger by Connor impacts Rhea in the worst way possible. When she finds out about his true intentions, she vows never to get within 10 feet of him. But fate has other plans.

She ran from a monster... straight into the arms of a dangerous stranger. Wren Vale is twenty-one, bruised, and alone. After a lifetime of shrinking into the shadows to survive, she flees one night with nothing but what she can fit in her beat-up car. When her car dies on a rain-soaked road, she stumbles into the territory of the Shadow Legion MC - and into the path of their president. Knox "Ghost" Harlan is an ex-Navy SEAL turned biker: tall, inked, silent, and lethally protective. One look at the trembling girl with haunted eyes and fresh bruises, and something dark stirs inside the man who never lets anyone in. He should send her away. He doesn't. In the fortified heart of the Shadow Legion compound, Wren is safe from the world outside - but not from the man who has decided she belongs to him. A dark, possessive MC romance full of raw obsession, scorching tension, and a love fierce enough to heal even the deepest scars.

Melanie and Benjamin have known each other almost their entire lives, together for a decade, married for five years, and in a matter of moments, all that is thrown away when Melanie discovers her husband's betrayal. Heartbroken, outraged, and pregnant, Melanie struggles with the biggest decision of her life. Should she stay and try to fix it, or should she start over? Benjamin knows just how badly he screwed up but Melanie doesn't. If his wife ever finds out the full extent of his screw up she will leave him in heartbeat.

I died. Came back. Now I'm living in a soap opera-and no, I don't get a script. Transmigrated as the older twin in a wildly rich, wildly dramatic family, I'm surrounded by love triangles, overprotective parents, and the kind of chaos that would give reality TV execs a stroke. My sister's perfect. I'm... not. And while she collects admirers, I collect emotional damage-and maybe one terrifyingly attractive, possibly robotic boyfriend who understands me a little too well. There are secret pasts. Public scandals. Too much glitter. This isn't a romance. It's survival. And I'm done playing the sidekick.

He had the money, the charm, the world at his feet... But he didn't have her anymore. Michaela Ravens thought she had finally moved on. From the man who broke her heart. From the life she never chose. From the past that wouldn't stop following her. But she was wrong. They say love is sweeter the second time. But what if the second time comes with more pain, more secrets, and more reasons to walk away? Now, stuck between the ghosts of who they were and the ache of who they might still be, Mika must ask herself: Can she forgive him? Can she forgive herself? Can she move forward... or will she fall back into his arms all over again?

BOOK 1 OF THE BIG BAD WOLF SERIES: "R-Roman, stop," He lingers on each kiss, teasing me with his tongue. Sparks erupt. "You make me so damn angry," He says huskily, fanning his warm breath on my neck, making another shiver course through me. He places a kiss right below my ear, and I visibly shudder. He notices. He starts attacking the spot with his lips, and I bite my lip hard trying hard to not let the moan escape me. I involuntarily close my eyes. Everywhere he touches me sparks erupt. He starts sucking on the spot. "R-Roman, pl-please, st-top," I push lightly on his chest, but he doesn't even flinch. I didn't want this to happen, not when he was just being a total asshole 2 seconds ago. "Roman," I practically moan out his name. He starts gently biting me, and I melt into him. I put my hands on his shoulders and push him again, slightly harder this time, but as he keeps attacking my neck, I feel as though all the energy has been drained from me. "You're mine," he says huskily in between kisses. I self consciously nod. "Only mine-" He starts kissing and sucking my jaw, and I refrain from letting out a moan. "And you'll never talk to Dimitri or any of the warriors again." I open my eyes wide at his comment, and I push him back with all my strength. *** They said the Big Wolf was bad... They said no one could tame him... That his heart was made of ice... That he couldn't love anyone and no one could love him. His pack was ruthless... Killed without a second thought. They said Little Red was Human.... They said she was shy and quiet.... They said her innocence was like no other... That she was pack less. Helped without a thought... At least... That's what they say... Let me tell you the real story... *** WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL THEMES, ABUSE, VIOLENCE, KIDNAPPING, DEATH AND HARASSMENT. IF THESE ARE TRIGGERS THAN CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK!