OLIVER
“Let me taste you, Oliver,” Arias’s voice strained, his large hands holding the male he loved against him.
Oliver’s brows dipped, coming together, pain etched across his features. “W-what?,” he stuttered, shocked at the enormity of Arias’s request. “W-we can’t do that.”
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I was supposed to marry her. The female my father chose, the one who would bind our packs together and make me the alpha everyone expected. But gods, I didn’t want her. I wanted him. Arias fucking Thorne, the youngest alpha of the nine packs, dangerous and overwhelming and everything I couldn’t be.
My father would kill us both if he knew. We’d be banished.
But while I was busy trying not to burn for the wrong wolven, something worse was stirring in the shadows. Wolves were turning into nightmares, creatures with bloodshot eyes and bones that bent wrong. And somehow, my blood, the forbidden fire I’d spent my life hiding, was the key to it all.
The packs were splintering. An ancient evil was rising. And I was caught between duty and a male who made me feel like I was worth more than just my title.
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Chapter: Chapter 17“Explain this!” Father's voice boomed across the throne room. He was still in his daily attire when we met him, his eyes wild. He'd stared at the both of us with confusion and then, the next minute he was racing towards me to check all over for cuts or injuries.Arias had explained to him what occured at the hallway, and he was vibrating with so much fury, I was certian he'd shift.But he didn't.Instead, he calmed himself and sent for the guards. They’d walked into the room dumfounded, and unable to answer father's questions.Father shoved his hand into his hair, then pulled it down his face. They were no longer in their usual braids, flowing down his back in thick dark waves.“Father,” I finally spoke up when the guard he was questioning was close to sprinting out of the room, consequences be damned.“I don't think you understand the enormity of this, Olivier!” Father snapped, his eyes blazing with fury and just beneath, I saw it.The fear that radiated from his entire being.He hel
Last Updated: 2026-01-28
Chapter: Chapter 16I stumbled on my feet, catching myself by the wall. The embers threatened to reveal themselves, each breath I took hotter than the last.My vision blurred, as I managed to standup right. The temperature around me dropped, then rose—like the embers in me were physically fighting whatever it was that had tried to attack me. Right in front of Arias were shadows. I squinted my eyes to get a better look at what I was seeing, or not supposed to see. The shadows, they swirled and sizzled, clinging to the air.I watched them throb faintly, moving forward. Arias growled, careful not to attack full on. None of us could. We had no idea what we were looking at. The shadows dissolved slightly, revealing something that resembled a hand. It was stripped of flesh, its bones visible. I stared, my eyes widening a fraction as the shadow continued to dissolve, revealing legs. Actual legs. My gaze went lower and I noticed it was barefoot, claws tipped on every nail.My jaw clenched as I dipped low to w
Last Updated: 2026-01-25
Chapter: Chapter 15“All I’m saying is you give her a chance!”“A chance!?” My neck tilted, arms folded against my chest. Beside the wall I was leaning on, Keyleth stood staring at her reflection on the other end.“Give who a chance?” Another voice joined in, forcing me and Keyleth to stare at the entrance to find Aunt Aurelia, one eyebrow lifted and the corner of her lips raised in a knowing smirk.My expression went from blank to horrified all at once. I kicked off the wall and made to exit the room through the space beside her. Aunt Aurelia saw it coming, and was—unfortunately for me—faster. She blocked the space with her arm right across. “Stella.” The amusement evident in Keyleth's tone. She stepped away from her reflection after running her index finger just below her bottom lip and faced us.Aunt Aurelia's smirk faltered slightly, and her eyebrows pulled in worry. “What's wrong?” “Everything.”“Nothing.”Both Keyleth and I replied at the same time. I growled, flashing her a fang, my eyes practic
Last Updated: 2026-01-24
Chapter: Chapter 14The mirror in the corner of my bedroom gleamed, forcing my reflection back at me. Jaw clenched, I dug a hand into my hair, tugging at the roots and letting stray strands fall across my face. It was the night of the feast. I could already hear the sound of people gathering, soft chattering and music beyond the walls. The dark red tunic delivered to me to wear was slightly tight, clinging to my frame and revealing the shape of my biceps. Brown pants, looser and mismatched in size compared to the tunic I wore, fell freely over my legs. The colour of my eyes—a deep grey—stared back at me with the same intensity I was accustomed to. I let my shoulders slacken, noticing the way it dulled the same time the embers settled. They were never fully asleep. Always there, bristling beneath the surface.Sighing, I pushed away from the mirror, and walked towards the entrance of my bedroom. Dark boots clacking against the hard floors with each step I took.I was done checking my reflection.My door
Last Updated: 2026-01-22
Chapter: Chapter 13A slight smile broke out on father's face the moment he noticed who it was. He stood abruptly, “This council is dismissed.”Both Theophilus and Rhain pushed away from their seats at the same time, bowing their heads at Father and then, at Aunt Aurelia before scrambling out of the room.Aunt Aurelia stepped fully into the chamber. She was dark skinned like Father, her complexion smooth and deep, catching the light as though it belonged there. Her hair fell in long, dark waves down her back.There was a quiet authority to her presence, each step measured, each step calculated.“Aunt Aurelia!” I broke the silence, traces of excitement evident in my voice. I pushed out of the chair I was still seated on and moved towards the arm she had wide open. Engulfed in her embrace, she squeezed her arms around me. When she noticed the denser biceps on my arms than the one she was accustomed to, she leaned back, cracking a smile. Gods, you could see the resemblance between Father, Keyleth and her.
Last Updated: 2026-01-20
Chapter: Chapter 12Father leaned forward on the large table, his hands clasped in front of him and his eyes, sharp. To his right, Theophilus sat straight in his seat, his lips pressed in a thin line and his usual scattered hair sleeked back.The council room had already been occupied by the time I walked in, leaving me with a seat in between Alpha Arias and father who sat at the head of the table. I sunk into the chair, my back stiff and eyes hardened, as my gaze met the other members. Rhain, the warden of the lands was beside Theophilus. His brown skin had a sheen to it, dark brows outlining the dark blue colour of his eyes and a chisel-sharp jawline. I felt the quiet tension in the room press down me, my attention flickering from one face to the other before finally landing on father. The alpha of the Valeras pack cleared his throat, and glanced at everyone seated. “Although, it was quite impromptu, this council had to be called,” he began, levelling his brows. “Yesterday, something entered our terri
Last Updated: 2026-01-19
The Darkest Obsession
“You’ve come to kill me detective?” He whispered against her skin as he gently grasped her arm and turned her to him. Jude swallowed a gulp and looked up at him. His eyes were a cobalt shade of blue behind the mask, daring, cold and terrifying.
“And you’ve come to me to be killed?” She replied in a hushed tone, gathering a lot of nerve and taking a step closer to him.
Detective Jude Laurent should arrest Cassien, the deadly Maestro who now controls The Black Rose syndicate. Instead, she finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of cat and mouse, risking everything to uncover the truth about the organization that has haunted her since childhood. The same organization she believes holds the answers to her parents’ death in what everyone called a tragic house fire.
But Jude has no idea she’s been walking straight into a trap years in the making. The real mastermind behind The Black Rose has been watching her every move, orchestrating her pain from the shadows. Someone who shaped her into the perfect weapon for revenge. And they’ve been waiting for this moment since the night her world burned.
Now, as Jude hunts the man who’s becoming her obsession, and Cassien finds himself equally captivated by the detective who should be his enemy, neither realizes they’re both pawns in a much deadlier game. Because the person who destroyed Jude’s world isn’t the criminal she’s chasing. It’s someone far closer than she could ever imagine. And their final move is about to destroy everything she’s ever believed about her past, her purpose, and the man she can’t stop wanting.
Some obsessions are worth dying for. Others are designed to kill you.
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Chapter: Chapter 118June ninth.I lost another piece of me. The golden hue of sunlight that shone over the balcony hit my skin, warming the cold that had threatened to seep in. The sun was bright today, almost too bright.It had been almost two weeks since that day at the base. I stood on the balcony with a cup of coffee warming my hands, staring out at the city below that stretched endlessly in every direction. My fingers grazed the skin of my neck, tracing the bruises that still remained from where Ronald had wrapped his hands around my throat and squeezed until I saw stars. They'd faded from that angry purple to a sickly yellow green that looked worse somehow, a constant reminder every time I caught my reflection in a mirror or a window.June ninth. The day I'd finally learned the truth I'd been chasing my whole life, the truth that had consumed every waking moment since I was thirteen years old and smelled smoke in my nightmares. The day someone else paid a price for me not letting go, for obsessing
Last Updated: 2025-11-15
Chapter: Chapter 117Ronald's grip on my throat loosened, his fingers slipping away as his body went slack. He dropped to the ground beside me, landing with a heavy thud that sent dust scattering across the concrete floor. His eyes were open, unblinking, staring at nothing as blood pooled beneath him.I choked and coughed, my throat burning as air rushed back into my lungs. My vision was still spotty, black dots dancing at the edges, but through them I saw a figure moving toward me. Brown sandy hair, broad shoulders, green eyes that I'd know anywhere.Kyle."K-Kyle?" His name came out as a broken whisper, barely audible over the sound of my own gasping breaths. Tears rushed down my face, hot and fast, as I blinked at him in disbelief. He was here, actually here.He was on his knees in front of me in a second, his hands coming up to cradle my face and pull me toward him. We were mere inches from one another, close enough that I could see the concern written in every line of his face, could feel his breath
Last Updated: 2025-11-14
Chapter: Chapter 116Ronald's head cocked to the side, his eyes distant as if trying to remember something before smoothening out. He clasped his hands in front of him and looked back at me. "We created the black rose." His voice drifted throughout the space of the room. My vision was blurring as I struggled to make out the figures in it. Seeing no other besides Ronald and the fucker, I glared at Ronald through the thick strands of lashes."Created?" My voice came out croaked, the air I took in felt like a burn in my chest."La Rosa Nera was what Jacob named it, being Italian and all," he skipped a step. For some reasons he couldn't stay still. "Valentine and Isabel preferred it be called the normal way in English, The Black Rose."My face drained of all colours as I tried to comprehend what Ronald had just said and failed. My parent were part of the black rose?Pressing my lips into a thin line, I kept silent for him to continue.Ronald began talking, his voice taking on a wistful quality that made my s
Last Updated: 2025-11-13
Chapter: Chapter 115My brain scrambled, thoughts fragmenting and scattering like broken glass as I tried to find a way out of this. Any way out. Face pinched in pain, the throbbing in my cheek where Ronald had struck me radiating through my skull in waves that made my vision swim.Cassien was still holding his shoulder, blood seeping steadily between his fingers and dripping onto the floor beneath him. His face was taut, pulled tight with pain and fury as he stared at my uncle with murder in his eyes. At my side, Elias was almost unconscious, his body slumped forward in a way that made my stomach twist with fear. I could see the shallow lift and dip of his chest through my now blurry vision, each breath so slight I had to focus to make sure he was still breathing at all.My ears still worked though, as I heard my uncle continue talking, his voice drifting through the space like poison. And then my mind went to Duke, to the way he'd disappeared so suddenly from the base. Like something had snapped into pl
Last Updated: 2025-11-12
Chapter: Chapter 114Shock wrote itself across Cassien's face, his features frozen in disbelief as he stared at the man in front of him. Then dread crept in, slow and suffocating, like he wasn't sure who he was seeing or if what he was seeing was even real. His gaze found me on the ground and I watched the rage settle into his features, watched the way his jaw tightened until the muscle jumped beneath his skin. His hand moved to his back, fast and fluid, and in one motion he had a gun pointed directly at Ronald's head."Let her go." The words came out like fire being spit from his mouth.Ronald's smirk grew slowly, stretching across his face until it became something monstrous. And then he laughed, the sound echoing through the space and bouncing off the walls around us. When he was done, when his laughter finally died into something quiet and dangerous, he asked, "Where are your manners, Cassien?"Suddenly there was cold metal pressed against my temple, the barrel of a gun grazing my skin. I hadn't even
Last Updated: 2025-11-11
Chapter: Chapter 113I couldn't believe what I could clearly see. It had to be a dream. I had to be fucking dreaming. The burn on my bounded wrists told me otherwise. My head fell forward, taking in a staggered breath. A crazed laugher left my lips. I jerked back, and laughed. I laughed till the corners of my eyes started watering. I laughed till I couldn't feel the burn on my wrists anymore. I laughed till I drowned the sound of Elias ragged breathing beside me. "I want to know what's so funny, niece?" The man dressed in a black suit, standing in front of us adjusted the collar of his shirt. My uncle was alive. Ronald Laurent was alive and standing in front of me.I was on my knees, the cold tile biting into my skin through the fabric of my pants. My wrists were bound behind my back, the zip ties cutting into my flesh so tight I could feel my fingers starting to go numb. My hair hung in fiery waves around my face, stuck to my cheeks and forehead by sweat and dirt and God knew what else. Every breath I
Last Updated: 2025-11-10
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