The captain’s darkest sin
Nikolai Volkov is the Beast of the Ice—a scarred, aggressive hockey captain and the future leader of the Northwood Demon Syndicate. He lives for two things: the violence of the game and the burden of his father’s dark legacy. To save his family's future, he’s agreed to marry Chloe Moretti, the perfect, golden-haired woman the world expects him to want.
But Nikolai has a secret. One night of masked passion with a stranger has left his inner demon burning for a woman he doesn’t know.
Enter Bella Moretti. She’s cold, brilliant, and a powerful vampire hired to manage Nikolai’s chaotic career. She’s also Chloe’s sister. The moment they lock eyes in the boardroom, the truth hits like a body check: the stranger from the club is his future sister-in-law.
Bella is no damsel. She’s a vampire who runs a business empire and isn't afraid of Nikolai’s horns. They are fated mates—a dynamic so rare for demons it is thought to be a myth—bound by a blood-link that could destroy two powerful families and a multi-million dollar hockey franchise. Now, they’re forced to travel together, work together, and pretend they don’t want to tear each other’s clothes off—all while the wedding countdown begins.
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Chapter: The Shadow RoomBella POVThe basement office for community outreach was small, cold, and smelled like old paper. It was tucked down a back hallway near the storage rooms, far away from the main ice rink and the executive offices upstairs.I set my box of files on the plastic table in the center of the room. A single lamp lit the desk, casting long shadows across the empty shelves.My father thought this would break me. He thought hiding me away in the basement would make me give up and accept my place in his shadow while Chloe took over my life's work.I pulled my tablet out of my bag, turning it on to check the team system. My main administrative access had already been blocked. I couldn't view the travel logistics, the medical updates, or the line setups for our upcoming home game against Chicago.My chest felt tight, a dull ache settling behind my ribs. Two years of hard work, torn away in less than an hour just to keep me quiet.A quiet knock at the open doorway made me look up.Nikolai was stan
Last Updated: 2026-11-03
Chapter: The Landing TrapBella POVThe hum of the plane engines quieted down as the charter touched the tarmac back home. Outside the small window, the sky was gray, a drizzly morning rain washing over the runway.I looked down at my hand. Nikolai was still holding it, his broad thumb rubbing steady, slow circles across my knuckles. The warmth of his kiss from last night was still sitting on my lips, quiet and real, but the heavy reality of being back in our city was already creeping in."We're on the ground," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper.Nikolai slowly let go of my fingers, though his blue eyes stayed fixed on mine. "Don't let them get in your head today, Bella. We did our job on the road. Whatever they try to pull inside the building, we face it together.""I know," I said, taking a slow breath as I reached down to grab my bag. "Just be ready. My father doesn't stay quiet when he gets pushed into a corner."When the cabin doors opened, the cold damp air rushed inside. The guys packed up t
Last Updated: 2026-11-01
Chapter: The Quiet After San FranciscoBella POVThe silence inside the charter plane was deep and peaceful. Most of the players were fast asleep, worn out after sweeping all three games on the West Coast road trip. Winning in San Francisco earlier that evening had capped off our perfect week, leaving the entire team in high spirits before fatigue finally took over.I sat in my seat near the back, my laptop open on the tray table. The overhead lamp was turned off, leaving only the soft glow of the screen illuminating my notes. I was double-checking the practice schedule for when we landed back home tomorrow, trying to keep my mind busy.A gentle movement in the aisle made me look up.Nikolai walked down the narrow path, his steps quiet on the carpet. He had swapped his suit for a simple dark long-sleeve top and track pants. He looked tired, but his dark blue eyes were soft and clear as he stopped beside my row."You're still working," he said, his deep voice barely above a whisper so he wouldn't wake anyone up."Just finis
Last Updated: 2026-10-30
Chapter: The San Jose BattleBella POVThe morning skate went by quickly. The team felt light on their feet, moving around the rink with an easy rhythm that showed in every drill. Winning in LA had lifted a huge weight off everyone's shoulders, and even the head coach had a relaxed look on his face as he blew his whistle to end practice.By seven in the evening, the arena was loud and full of energy. The fans here were aggressive, pounding on the glass behind our bench and yelling at the guys while they warmed up.I stood in my usual spot by the bench door with my clipboard in hand, checking the line sheets.Nikolai skated past, stopping near the boards to grab his water bottle. He looked completely centered, his posture calm despite the loud noise shaking the arena."They're going to come out hard in the first ten minutes," I said, leaning closer so he could hear me over the crowd. "Their defense plays tight on the blue line."Nikolai took a sip of water, his dark blue eyes fixing on mine. "Let them try. We'll d
Last Updated: 2026-10-27
Chapter: Late Night in San JoseBella POVWe landed in San Jose late the next evening. By the time our team bus pulled up to the hotel, it was already past eleven. The guys were quiet, carrying their travel bags inside with tired steps after a long day of flying and practice.I stood by the front desk, making sure all the room keys were handed out properly. The lobby was empty except for two night clerks and our coaching staff.Nikolai stayed near the entrance, waiting until the last player took his key and headed toward the elevators. Once the lobby cleared out, he walked over to where I was standing, setting his bag down on the floor."You look like you're about to fall asleep on your feet," he said softly, looking at me."I'm fine," I said, handing the extra room list back to the clerk. "Just tired from the flight. The schedule for tomorrow's morning skate is already printed out for the coaches.""Good," Nikolai murmured. "Now go to your room and get some rest."I grabbed my bag, but my phone buzzed in my coat po
Last Updated: 2026-10-26
Chapter: First Shift in LABella POVThe arena in Los Angeles felt different from home. The morning skate was relaxed, light bouncing off the fresh surface of the ice as the guys passed pucks around and tested the glass. Without my father or Dante hanging around the tunnel, the usual dark pressure hanging over our heads was completely gone.I stood by the bench holding my tablet, checking off the equipment lists for the night's game.Nikolai glided over to the boards, leaning his arms over the top edge. He was breathing lightly, his dark hair damp from sweat, but his face was completely relaxed."Everything on schedule, Manager?" he asked, tapping the toe of his skate against the wall."We’re ten minutes ahead, actually," I said, looking up from the screen. "The ice crew wants us off in five, but the bus back to the hotel won't be here until noon."Nikolai wiped his forehead with the back of his glove. "Good. Gives the guys time to stretch properly."Dmitry skated past, spraying a bit of ice toward the bench. "
Last Updated: 2026-10-25
Property of the King’s
For two centuries, the Lycans have been scapegoats, blamed for starting the brutal war that shattered the peace between species. Now, Werewolves, Lycans, Vampires, and Fae cling to their deep-seated hatred, only cooperating for the necessities of survival.
Nova Hayes is the most fearful, meekest Fae in the Ghetto, ridiculed for the unique, incomplete Mate Mark she hides on her wrist. Her dread of the outside world is absolute, especially her fear of the brutal rulers: Alpha Riccardo (Werewolf), King Leonidas (Lycan), and Lord Rafael (Vampire).
When Nova is forced to deliver supplies to the savage Werewolf King, her shame-mark explodes. Riccardo finds himself bound to a Fae he despises, but whose raw scent ignites a primal need he can’t deny. He claims her as a captive, sparking a volatile, love-to-hate dynamic. But when Nova accidentally unleashes her terrifying power during a high-stakes meeting, she discovers she is tethered to three of the most dangerous men in the land.
Trapped in a love and hate relationship with men who hate her species but are enslaved by their shared lust, Nova must survive assassination, master a dangerous new power over nature and death, and awaken the silver-white warrior within before the Witches of the Obsidian Coven finish destroying the divided world.
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Chapter: Return to the PackhouseThe morning of our departure arrived with a cool, quiet fog that hung low over the grass. I packed our few belongings into small bundles, making sure Silas had his warm coat buttoned up to his chin. He looked so much better than he had a week ago—his color was back, his dark eyes were bright, and he moved with steady, easy strength.Leonidas walked us to the edge of the Lycan territory, where the dirt path met the neutral stream. Two of his guards followed at a respectful distance, carrying our bags. Aura walked silently beside me, her eyes darting nervously to the trees every few seconds, her fingers tightly clutching her blanket roll.At the riverbank, Leonidas stopped and turned to look at me. The claw mark on my neck hummed with a gentle, reassuring warmth as his tall frame blocked the chilly morning wind."You don't have to do this if you feel uneasy, Nova," he said softly, his green eyes searching my face with quiet concern. "My doors stay open for you and your brother. If anyth
Last Updated: 2026-11-06
Chapter: The Summons of the ThreeThe morning sun had barely cleared the mountain ridge when a horn echoed across the neutral border stream. It wasn't the sharp, frantic blast of a coven raid, but the measured, two-tone call reserved for official meetings between leaders.Leonidas stood near the edge of the camp clearing, his broad shoulders squared as he buckled a simple leather belt around his waist. I walked up to him from the cabin, my boots sinking quietly into the soft pine needles. Silas was resting inside under Javier’s supervision, and Aura was quietly folding blankets on the porch, her jumpy dark eyes following my every move."He came back earlier than expected," Leonidas said softly as I stopped beside him. He looked down at me, his wild green eyes calm and steady. "Caleb crossed the river an hour ago with a formal request. Riccardo wants a sit-down on neutral ground.""Is it about the coven?" I asked, adjusting the dark cloak around my shoulders."Partly," Leonidas replied, stepping onto the dirt path that
Last Updated: 2026-11-03
Chapter: A Moment of WarmthThe cool mountain breeze carried the clean scent of pine needles as Leonidas and I walked up the winding dirt path behind the Lycan Citadel. The sun had set an hour ago, leaving the sky painted in dark purple and deep grey. Below us, the lights of the citadel twinkled like tiny stars scattered across the valley.Silas was sleeping soundly back at the cabin, and Aura had gone to rest early. Leonidas had come by after his evening rounds, asking if I wanted to get some fresh air away from the crowded camp. I had agreed without hesitation.We stopped near the edge of a high cliff that looked out over the whole valley. A flat wooden bench sat under a large oak tree, looking out at the wide expanse of mountains in the distance."I come up here when the noise downstairs gets too loud," Leonidas said, his deep voice low and calm in the quiet night air. He pulled a thick wool blanket from his shoulder and laid it out on the wooden bench before looking at me. "Sit down, Nova. The wind gets cold
Last Updated: 2026-11-01
Chapter: The Alpha's VigilMy wolf was pacing a raw path inside my skull, clawing at my chest until every breath felt like drinking hot needles. I walked the outer boundary line of the pack territory for the third time since midnight, my steps heavy against the damp earth. The cold wind blowing from the north carried the scent of wet pine and distant rain, but none of it cooled the burning empty space in my blood.Nova was miles away, sleeping in the Lycan camp.Every second she spent near Leonidas Vash felt like an open wound across my throat. The mate mark on my skin throbbed with a constant, dull ache that wouldn't let me sleep, eat, or rest. The kitchen staff had left meals on my desk for two days straight, untouched, until the meat went cold and grey. I couldn't stomach food when my beast was screaming that my female was in enemy territory.A figure stepped out from the shadows near the guard post."Alpha," Caleb called out softly, stepping into the dim light of the torch mounted on the post. His brown eye
Last Updated: 2026-10-30
Chapter: A Divided LoyaltyBy the time the guards finished fixing the broken fence at the northern line, dusk had settled over the Lycan camp. The air turned crisp and quiet, carrying the faint scent of wood smoke from the small cabins scattered through the trees.I walked back to our cabin with slow, steady steps. My hands were warm now, the frost completely gone, but the image of those dark beasts kept playing over in my head. They were getting bolder, pushing right up to where people lived.When I pushed the front door open, the room was soft and quiet. Silas was sitting at the wooden table, carefully carving a small piece of pine with his pocket knife. Aura sat across from him, sipping warm water from a clay cup. She looked much better than she had last night—the dirt was washed from her face and her blonde hair was pulled back, but her dark eyes were still jumpy, darting to the door every time the wind rustled outside."How are things out there?" Silas asked, setting his knife down on the table as I steppe
Last Updated: 2026-10-27
Chapter: The Coven's First StrikeforceAura slept for almost the entire next morning, her body completely worn out from running through the woods. Silas stayed inside the cabin with her, making sure she had water while he quietly rested his own chest. I sat near the front porch steps, watching the grey clouds roll over the treetops, my mind heavy with everything Maria had shown me in the mirror.Around noon, a sharp horn blew from the edge of the camp.It was a short, harsh blast that cut straight through the calm afternoon. The quiet rhythm of the camp shattered instantly. Lycan warriors dropped what they were doing and sprinted toward the northern treeline, drawing long blades from their belts.My heart started beating faster. I stood up from the wooden step, my eyes fixed on the forest path where the guards were running."Nova! Stay inside!" Silas called out from the cabin door, his face pale with concern."Keep the door locked, Silas!" I shouted back, already taking a step toward the commotion. "Stay with Aura!"I didn
Last Updated: 2026-10-26
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