I don't do one night stands. I don't wake up in strangers' beds. I don't creep out of mansions at nine in the morning with my heels in my hand. And I definitely don't lose entire nights to alcohol and end up naked next to a man whose name I don't know. Except I did. All of it. **** "Do you have a boyfriend. A fiancé. A husband." "No." "Good." Just that. Good. Like it was information he'd needed and now had. **** Syrus King is dangerous, possessive, and used to getting exactly what he wants. I was supposed to be a mistake. A blackout. A bad decision. A name I'd never have to say out loud. But he found me. And he already knew things about me I'd never told anyone. **** ⚠️ Mature themes: violence, dark content. No explicit sexual content.

Mera, the pack healer, is sent on an emergency mission to treat a feral wolf hiding in an underground cave. I barely have time to register the movement before his body slams into mine. He tackles me with surprising force for someone so injured, driving me back against the concrete wall before spinning me to the ground. In seconds, he has me pinned-his forearm across my throat, knee pressing into my hip, his other hand trapping both my wrists above my head. Even wounded and fevered, he moves with strength and fluency. The heat radiating from his body is almost burning. "Identify yourself," he growls, face inches from mine. Hey everyone! I got so interested in these characters while writing my main novel that I had to explore them more in this short story :)

«It is said that when Lycans don't find their soulmates, their animal side takes over and they become feral, ferocious and deadly. They become monstrous beasts that only thirst for blood and vengeance.» And what if they do, ma? I asked her curiously as I hugged my knees to my chest. The story of lost souls searching for one another, how can one not long for such love? «Beasts remain beasts, my dear.» She shushed me as my eyes searched hers for more answers, for how can one not yearn for their missing piece of puzzle? «They aren't meant to be loved, my child.» She pulled the blankets over my cold fragile body, a yawn indicating my sleepiness. She paused - «The Lycan King is the best example of them all. A monster hungry for blood and murder.» But, ma! I protested, my eyes big and round, has he not found his lost soul? She never answered, her lips only thin and frail and wished me goodnight, signaling the end of my bedtime story. This is a tale a deadly Lycan King who has long forgotten his human side and an innocent girl -afraid of monsters- who has suddenly found herself in the arms of the creature she feared her entire life.

Death. A man who despises mortals with a vengeance to end them all. After abusing his powers and sending innocent souls to the Underworld, the God of Death is sent to an unknown realm to pay for his crimes. Unable to leave, the God causes destruction across the realm and resides in an indestructible fortress whilst he searches for his freedom. Sera, bound to a man she once loved, used to wish for death. But after catching her hated lover in the embrace of another woman, her bloody hands and murderous rage cause her wish to turn into fear. Chased onto the God's lands, the tormented girl finds herself in the palm of Death's hand. And his grasp is unforgiving. MATURE CONTENT. This includes detailed descriptions of violence, strong language and sexual content.

Although no one knew it, Desire was struggling. It was highly unbelievable because as a top worker in one of Lagos' most exclusive and influential night clubs, she was making thousands every night. All her other friends were living large, and building houses, so why couldn't she? Her father had died five years ago, leaving them drowning in a sea of debt. Her mother was sick, and couldn't do anything, so from an early age Desire had had to wear the mantle of responsibility. A twenty six million naira debt was on her neck, and for five years, Desire had consistently been paying it off; while simultaneously keeping a roof over her mother's head, and saving up money for school. Salvation came at last; but in form of the hardest, most handsome man she had ever laid eyes upon? General Babalola Halal. He was offering five million Naira for a whole month of exclusive sex. Pure, undiluted gratification. It was her job, and this offer was coming on a platter of gold. Even more tempting was the fact that it was the exact amount needed to be free of her father's debt. Completely. But he was hard, and demanding, and excruciatingly virile. Accepting this posed a risk far greater than millions. The stark reality of losing everything she stood for, and gaining nothing in return because a man like this never gave anything of himself. He was rich, five million Naira meant nothing to him. But she knew what she was getting into, she knew how addictive his touch was, and how hard it was to stay sane around him. Could she do this? Was losing her sanity a price she was willing to pay?

Aurora Saints has learned how to disappear in plain sight. At twenty-seven, she is a nurse who works double shifts, a daughter holding together a fragile home, a sister who never lets herself need first. Quiet. Careful. Good. The kind of woman the world leans on without ever stopping to ask what it costs her. Matteo De Luca is a man the world listens to. A brilliant lawyer from one of the most influential families in the city, he commands rooms without raising his voice and carries his power like a second skin. Wealth, legacy, whispers of darker ties-none of it has ever shaken him. Control is his language. Restraint is his choice. They meet where power is not supposed to matter-hospital corridors, late nights, stolen glances that linger too long. Matteo sees her immediately. Aurora feels it-and resists. He does not chase. He does not corner. He waits. Because he knows that when she finally steps forward, it won't be because he took something from her... It will be because she chose him. And when a man like Matteo De Luca is chosen, he does not give pieces of himself. He gives everything. Slow-burn tension. Quiet dominance. Possession without control. A love story where restraint is the most dangerous thing of all.

Amara Avery thought she used up all her luck when she won VIP tickets to Lollapalooza Mumbai. It was supposed to be the ultimate girls' trip: three days of music, partying, and forgetting about life in Macon, Georgia. She didn't expect Rudra Singh Rajvansh. And she definitely didn't expect him to step on her favorite sneaker in the VIP lounge. He didn't apologize. He just looked at her like she was the only person in a crowd of thousands. Rudra isn't a fairytale prince. He is a beautiful, terrifying monster in a bespoke suit who rules the city from the shadows. He doesn't ask for things he takes them. And the moment he ruined her shoe, he decided he was going to own the woman wearing it. Now, the festival is over. Amara packs her bags, heads to the airport, and hands over her passport. DENIED. She isn't missing her passport. She's on the No-Fly List. Placed there by the Crown Prince himself. He says the world is too dangerous for her to roam free. She's starting to realize the most dangerous thing in India is him. "You didn't lose your slipper, Amara. I stepped on it so you couldn't run."

The mountains were supposed to be her escape. Instead, they gave her to him. After a five-year relationship goes up in flames, Nahiry "Nai" Carter packs what's left of her life into an overstuffed SUV and leaves Atlanta behind. A fresh start as an executive assistant at Freight Technology Distributions in the hidden town of Crystal Lunar Springs sounds like exactly what she needs-good salary, clean slate, no more lying men. Then she meets her new boss. Trenton Steele is more than a ruthless CEO. He's the Alpha Hybrid of the Crystal Lunar Pack-Lycan and ancient moon warrior in one terrifyingly controlled body. Dominant, cold, and impossibly powerful, he rules his company and his pack with effortless precision. He doesn't want a mate. He doesn't believe in weakness. And he definitely doesn't want a soft-hearted human who asks too many questions and looks at him like she sees more than he wants to give. But the moment Nai walks into his glass-walled office, something ancient snaps awake between them. She feels a strange hum under her skin when he's near. Sparks when he touches her. A pull she can't explain and heat that builds under her flesh when the moon rises over the mountains. Nai doesn't know that Trenton is fighting the same instinct-only he understands what it means, and how dangerous it is for her. Because human bodies were never meant to bear the full force of an Alpha Hybrid bond. And every time he tries to save her by denying it, he's slowly destroying them both. In a town built on secrets and ruled by wolves, Nai will have to decide if surviving her past is worth risking her future... and if loving a monster born under a crystal moon is worth the price of her own heart.

#1rst in fairies 12/11/25 #1rst in Vampire/Werewolves on 08/02/2026 #1rst in Gamma on 18/02/26 #2nd in Elves 13/11/25 #7th in Mates on 18/04/25 Shade Shadows is what the pack calls a Keffer, a cursed name for a being without a wolf and therefore denied the moon goddesses' greatest gift, a mate. She is Bullied, tormented, shunned, and finally slaved to the Night Court, the cruelest court in the 4 territories. However, there are a lot of secrets and hidden truths behind her cursed veil. of the rare gift she wields, of the Night Wolf demon Alpha she's bewitched and of the war that dawns for the sake of her blood. Updates Every Saturday! Advanced chapters available on Patreon, Link in bio!