At Basgaith war college power is everything - and Evangel Tallance has none of it Branded a murderer, a traitor. As soon as she enters a target is slung onto her back. The weight of her name means she shouldn't survive Threshing - but Evangel isn't easy to kill. She has a dragon that shouldn't exist, a signet Navarrians cower before. And a vengeance she refuses to let go. But survival as Basgaith is more than just surving her enemies, it's facing the ghosts of her past and if she wants the truth she'll have to fight for it. She expected war but what she didn't expect was Garrick Tavis. Brilliant, lethal and unshakeable squad leader Garrick Tavis the only rider to show her no fear and to see beyond her walls. As enemies close in and secrets unravel Evangel will have to decide Will she become the monster Navarre believe she is? Or will she burn Basgaith to the ground trying to reveal the truth? [Garrick Tavis xOC] Set the year prior to Fourth Wing.

In a world where supernaturals exposed themselves, revealing an array of fantasy creatures, a complex hierarchy emerged among the rare races-shifters, fae, dragons, and formidable demons. Magic pulsed through their veins, power heightened in purer bloodlines, and all shared a commonality: the existence of mates, often within their own kind. An ordinary human, Anastasia, becomes an unexpected focal point when she discovers she is bound not to one but seven men, each the pinnacle of their supernatural lineage. These are no ordinary individuals; they are the most powerful among their races. As alliances are formed, and political intricacies unravel, Anastasia finds herself at the heart of a suspenseful narrative, where forbidden connections, untold secrets, and the impending clash between worlds create an atmosphere thick with anticipation. In this unfolding saga, bonds, both concealed and laid bare, hold the key to shaping the destiny of supernaturals and humans alike.

I felt a sudden heat that spreads through my whole body, yearning for his touch. I knew what it meant; he is my mate. The feelings were too strong that I end up swimming towards him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosa Poseitheas, princess of the sea and queen of the land. She is the last heir of Poseitheas. She had been searching for her mate for a long time. What will happened when she finally found him.... or them? Mate bond is sacred to love!

They said the Hunt was sacred. That if I was chosen, it meant fate. But fate didn't feel like a mouth on my skin or claws at my back. It felt like blood. Mine. For years, I stayed hidden. Quiet. Unclaimed. I stole seeds from the state fields, grew food in secret, fed my family from soil and silence. I did everything right - stayed beneath their radar, beneath their noses. I didn't make waves. I didn't ask for more. But monsters never forget a scent. And when the Hunt came, I was scented. Tracked. Taken. I stabbed him. I buried the blade in his shoulder and watched him bleed. It didn't matter. Because he still bit me. And the world saw. Now my face is on every screen. The girl who didn't run. The girl who fought back. Some call me a rebel. Some call me a mate. But they all forget one thing. I wasn't made to be claimed. I was made to survive. And if they want to collar me, cage me, crown me - they'll have to reckon with everything I've kept buried beneath the roots. Because I am not the flower. I'm the fire beneath it. Rewrite version of formerly known book Escaping the monsters Embrace

(18+) She's a small, cute, feisty firecracker and he's a quiet, shy gentleman. But when it comes to her, he doesn't wither away to show what he truly is--a monster wrapped in restraint, ready to burn the world if she's ever harmed. --- ARNOLD is Book 1 of the House of Vampires from the Court of Supernaturals series | Completely stand-alone : rated 18+ : dark paranormal romance : warning for mature scenes, erotic bite play, gory details, possessiveness, and a whole lot of yandere energy 😈 : may find some roleplaying shiz too | All rights reserved under © Michellemanisha 2025 ✨ Side note: This series is made of the books that got rejected by so many platforms (oops 🤷‍♀️). So I decided--fine, I'll just make a whole universe out of them instead! XP If you're into dark, intense, slightly twisted love stories, then welcome aboard. If not, no worries--you can always check out my other stories (if they're finished, that is 😉). Started: 4th August, 25 Ended: 19th Oct, 25 Total words: 164,562

"𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊 𝒎𝒐𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇." I was born untouchable-the dangerous daughter of one of the most feared men in the city. And then there's Elias Cross. My personal bodyguard. Six-foot-four. Handsome. Strict. Forbidden in every way that matters. It started as provocation. Now it's obsession. He's supposed to keep his hands to himself. But I will make sure it's impossible for him to not touch me because, Elias Cross was mine the moment he laid eyes on me.💋 👑 HIGHEST RANKINGS 👑 #1 in bodyguard- 29/01/26 #1 in action-romance - 08/02/26

She's mute. He's dangerous. An arranged marriage was never part of the plan-until it became their only option. She agreed to marry him for her adoptive parents' sake. He agreed to keep his demons in check. He works for the mafia. She's terrified of men. They're strangers with scars, bound by a deal neither of them wanted. But the closer they get, the harder it becomes to stay untouched. Because in a world of blood, fear, and secrets... Even silence can burn.

1 in #India 12 in #arrangedmarriage "You're mine, Jeea. Don't ever forget that." His voice is a siren, enchanting me, making me dizzy with the need to be close to him. "I know, Mr. Rathore. And you're mine." I peck his lips and he squeezes my neck in return. I can still feel the embers of his angry, lying just below the surface of his skin. "Always, jaan. It's a pleasure to be yours." His lips meet mine in a slow kiss which quickly turns into something passionate, neither of us willing to back down. I take his anger that he drowns into this kiss and show him my love in return. * Jeea Mehta has always lived in the shadow of her perfect older sister. But when a twist of fate forces her to marry Dhruv Singh Rathore-a wealthy, enigmatic man who was once promised to her sister-Jeea finds herself caught in a marriage she never wanted and a life she doesn't understand. But Dhruv is not an easy man to please. He's distant, ruthless, and heartbreakingly unattainable. And yet, beneath his icy exterior, Jeea glimpses something more-something that makes her heart betray her at every turn. As hidden truths unravel and undeniable chemistry ignites, Jeea finds herself caught in a dangerous game of love and resentment. Because while she was never meant to be his bride... she might just become something even more unexpected-his weakness. #1 in chicklit #1 in forcedrelationship

𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐂 ── .✦ 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 ιηтєηтισηѕ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Mature graphic content and non-consensual themes. Discretion advised. *ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ʳᵉᵛⁱᵉʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘˡˡ ˡⁱˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʳⁱᵍᵍᵉʳ ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "...𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨..." ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚After five years navigating unexplored space, Charlie and her crew arrive at a planet that promises salvation for post-apocalyptic Earth. But one mistake - one faulty scan that instills a false sense of security - sets her on a journey she can't come back from. Once she steps foot onto this sentient world, her fate is sealed. What begins as a mission of hope quickly becomes an inescapable nightmare. It won't let her wake, and the reptilian inhabitants ​𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Word count: 135,000 #1 in ScienceFiction - 04/13/2025-05/29/2025 All donations to my buymeacoffee link in my bio will be put towards self-publishing physical copies of my books! Thank you to all who donated!

Tara shifted slightly in his lap, her arms still wrapped around Lucien's broad shoulders, cheek pressed against the curve of his neck. The silence of her room was a kind of lullaby, warm and full. "You're such a dirty dog," she mumbled against his skin, voice lazy and teasing. Lucien's body rumbled with a laugh - low and pleased - before he pulled back slightly to look down at her. "You say that like it's a bad thing." She squinted at him playfully. "It is. You sneak into my room, bite me, sniff me like some possessed bloodhound..." He smirked. "Don't forget carry you around like a princess." Tara flicked his chest with her finger. "A princess who's seriously considering buying a leash. Maybe even one with spikes." Lucien's eyes sparked with mischief as he leaned in closer, their noses nearly touching. "Promise?" She rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the grin tugging at her lips. "You are incorrigible." "You're the one who keeps letting me in," he whispered, voice feather-light. "Maybe you like your bad dog after all." ____ "Say it," he commanded. She glared, blood trickling from the bite, her body shaking with defiance. "You want me to call you Alpha?" she spat. "Fine." Gothic. Haunted. Disappearing people. And a mansion that breathes. When Tara Lumin's parents buy a forgotten Gothic mansion in the eerie town of Atmani, she and her three boys-Dorian Vexley, Milo Ashbourne, and Pete Thornefield-move in expecting a fresh start. What they get is something... else. Something is wrong with Atmani. The townspeople act like they've seen ghosts. Some deny ever knowing people who vanished just weeks ago. There are names scratched out of yearbooks, family photos with missing faces, and screams in the woods no one investigates. She leaned forward, eyes blazing. "Alpha of assholes. King of mutts. God of rabid mongrels." His grin widened - like her fight only made her more perfect. "That's my girl," he purred. ---