Protective Fantasy Web Novels & Forbidden Love Stories

The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now I know some of yall really wish we could get some peace some rest and some di…” “GOD DAMNIT MINA! WE HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED YET AND YOU BEING NASTY ALREADY!”

COMPLETED! * Ivanna did not expect Jax Alister, the man she hired as a bodyguard, to turn out to be a bloodsucker. She is entangled, enamored with Jax's attractiveness and slowly transforms into an indescribable feeling. However, there are many secrets in Jax's life that he doesn't know and slowly unfolds along with the common thread between himself and Jax. *** "Are you sure you want this? Because you won't be able to stop me," I said in between our extraordinary love making. Ivana nodded. "Go ahead, Jax. Do it harder and never stops."

Hypatos My life has always belonged to House Ares. Every battle, every scar, even the arm I lost, was given in its name. Loyalty forged me into a weapon, and I never questioned it… until I loved the one woman I could never claim. Losing her left me hollow, a man shaped by duty and nothing more. Then Saea steps into my world, sharp-tongued and fearless, seeing through every wall I’ve built. She doesn’t belong in my world, and I shouldn’t want her. But for the first time, I do. Even if choosing her means betraying everything I’ve ever sworn to protect. Saea I’ve always known my place, pouring drinks in an Olympian tavern where warriors and gods look right through me. Men like Hypatos don’t see women like me, even when I’ve been quietly watching, quietly caring, learning the weight of his grief from a distance. Wanting him is reckless. Believing he could ever want me back is worse. But when fate pulls us into the same fight, something changes. For the first time, I’m not invisible to him. For the first time, I dare to want more. A future where we stand as equals… if Olympus doesn’t destroy us first.

BLURB: "Bound by prophecy. Torn by fate. Will their choices save the world—or doom it forever?" Gaia Stormborne carries the weight of a bloodline destined to reshape the balance of power. Hunted for secrets she doesn’t fully understand, she’s thrust into a world where allies wear masks, and betrayal is a breath away. As ancient forces stir, her choices could ignite salvation—or plunge everything into darkness. Valtor Draven, a fierce Alpha haunted by his past, awakens to find the one person who might hold the key to redemption missing. Their fates are bound, their paths shadowed by danger, and every step they take could tip the scales of war. In a race against time, will they find strength in each other—or will destiny rip them apart?

A gentle, unwanted girl is sold as a monster’s bride to save a kingdom that never loved her. She does not tame the monster. She wakes him up—and he, in turn, teaches her that the world is allowed to burn for people who hurt her. Together they break an ancient curse, topple two kingdoms, and discover that love can be the most dangerous rebellion of all.

--- *The Current Between Us* > She took something from the sea. > Now the sea wants her back. > > Beatrice thought it was just a silver comb. > A pretty thing given as a gift of promise by the Prince. > She was wrong. > > The moment she touched it, the nightmares began. > A voice in her head calling her name. > A mark glowing on her skin. > And a man with black eyes who escaped police custody with spears in his hands. > > King Dave has three days left before the land kills him. > He needs the comb back. He needs the prince. > And according to the blood of the Court, Beatrice is the key to both. > > Hector doesn’t believe in monsters. > But he believes in Beatrice. > And he’ll do anything to keep her safe — even if that means fighting a war he doesn’t understand. > > As the tide rises and the Court hunts, Beatrice is caught between two worlds. > One pull is magic, ancient and claiming. > The other is human, steady and terrified to lose her. > > Some bonds are written in blood. > Some currents you cannot swim against. > > *Update 3x a week. Cliffhangers guaranteed.* > Enter the water. If you dare. ---

I was sent to reap her soul. Now, I am it prisoner." ​Sloane is a Wingless Reaper. For five centuries, he hasn't known mercy only the cold weight of his blade. His final mission was supposed to be easy: find the girl born with the Infinite Soul and kill her before she manifest and destroy his kind. Elena has spent twenty- four years in a guarded palace, hidden from the world and even the air outside by the ancient Ouroboros cult. She is a walking miracle whose blood holds the key to immortality. She doesn't know she’s a savior; she only knows she wants to be free. ​The cult wants her blood. The Wingless want her dead. When Sloane finally corners his prey, the universe intervenes. A golden brand sears into his wrist a Divine Shackle. A 24-hour countdown to his own death begins, and there is only one way to stay alive : He must protect the girl he was sent to kill. ​Now, the world’s deadliest hunter is her only protector. To the Ouroboros, she is a prize to be harvested. To the Fallen, she is a plague to be erased. To Sloane, she is a beautiful curse. ​As the prophecy draws closer, he realizes the most dangerous thing isn't the ticking clock on his wrist... it’s the heartbeat he could feel for his enemy. ​One HUNT. One LEASH. No ESCAPE.

Cian Xia, one of the Immortal world's masters, went into seclusion for twelve years, holding words of promise from his lover, Wun Lan, who died in a demon war. That their fates will be entwined once more after the promise years have passed. They meet again, but these time things are different. The lover he has been waiting for so long has changed, and their fate appears to have been assigned to someone else. Would Cian Xia accept reality and forget everything, or would he begin again with no love, promises, or disappointment?

Zeno: I was born to inherit the sea, Poseidon’s power. A House. A title. An arranged marriage. Children. A life shaped by expectation instead of love. Then Mitha returned to the Capital with fury in her wings and the Underworld at her back, no longer the hatchling I once saved, but a harpy guard sworn to Hades. I should have kept my distance. She was forbidden, bound elsewhere, and impossible to claim. But Olympus could call her demihuman, scandal, mistress. None of it could make her any less mine. Mitha: Zeno was the first Olympian boy to look at me and not see a monster. He saved me when I was a hatchling, then Olympus took him away and taught me exactly what creatures like me were worth. I survived, found the Underworld, and pledged my life to Hades. Years later, duty dragged me back before Zeno, now Lord Poseidon, married, untouchable, and still looking at me like I mattered. Loving him would betray every vow that made me. Letting him go might destroy what little softness I had left.