Action Paranormal Web Novels & Betrayal Stories

Manolya Kara’s world is defined by what is missing. Her mother is gone, her father is an unreadable stranger wrapped in dangerous secrets, and now, the woman who raised her is losing her only sister to an unnatural disappearance. As the small Turkish coastal town of Akyaka descends into panic over a legendary creature that judges the guilty, Manolya is forced into a war she didn't know existed when she opens an antique box she was never meant to touch. The result? Guided by a snarky demon from the fall of Constantinople bound in the form of a cat, Manolya uncovers the Hellblades: rubied scimitars that bleed red light and force monsters into the open. Swept into the dangerous obsidian dimension, Manolya and her cousins must train under a ruthless weapons master and learn to fight alongside a demon, or become the next victims sacrificed to the darkness.

Scarlett and Alex meet on the first day of school in Pennsylvania. Scarlett notices his attractiveness, but also his aloofness. Alex seems to avoid her, yet he can't help but protect her when she gets into trouble with supernatural creatures. Upon discovering that Alex is part of a wolf pack, Scarlett begins to distrust him, sensing that he's hiding something important related to the book she inherited from her parents. However, their encounters become inevitable, especially after Alex saves Scarlett from an attack by Zafira, the gorgon. The tension between them grows, and although they both feel a connection, neither is willing to admit it at first. After several moments of closeness, Alex is forced to reveal to Scarlett that his pack is tasked with protecting the knowledge she possesses through the book. This puts him in a difficult position, as being close to Scarlett exposes him to rejection from his own pack. In a moment of vulnerability, when Alex confronts Ethan and returns wounded, Scarlett nurses him back to health. This leads to their first kiss, filled with intensity and pent-up feelings. However, Scarlett senses that something isn't right, fearing the consequences of a romance with a werewolf. ⚠️ Do not copy; I hold all copyrights. 🙏 This book is my original work, thank you 💜

When a tourist’s corpse is discovered in a tranquil Akyaka graveyard completely drained of blood and gnawed by ghouls, rookie detective Manolya Kara is thrust into the dark underbelly of her Turkish seaside hometown Akyaka. What the mundane police report calls a tragic accident, Manolya knows is black magic. Armed with her hidden hellblade and the telepathic guidance of her invisible angelic companion, Aziz, Manolya prepares to hunt. But the investigation grows complicated when the elite Wellness Alliance deploys backup: Kayhan, an insufferably arrogant shadowmender who views her as a fragile civilian liability. As a sinister force begins invading Manolya’s mind with terrifying visions of smoldering red eyes, her mental shields begin to shatter. To stop a nightmare capable of stripping away her magical defenses, Manolya must survive a rising tide of demonic forces and learn to trust the partner she desperately wants to punch. A predatory evil is watching from the shadows, hungry for a new vessel and power, and it has its smoldering red eyes set perfectly on Manolya.

They say I killed my father. They say I ordered my maid, my dearest friend, to poison him. They say she confessed before taking her own life. Lies. The real murderer stands before me, weaving her web of deception and has the entire Royal court in her grasp. Queen Andessa, my wicked stepmother. My father’s killer. She has stripped me of my title, my crown, my very birthright, and has offered me up as a tribute to the Dragon King of Drakarith. A mercy punishment, she calls it. But I am not broken. She thinks she has won. That I will succumb to defeat and forget who I am. But she's wrong. I am Dahlia Rhadaya Balerion, the rightful Queen of Velmira. And I will return to reclaim what is mine and rip out Velmira's corruption by its roots. Starting with Andessa's rotten fertilized eggs. My callous step-siblings. Velmira is my home, my kingdom, and I will not let it rot under the rule of vipers. But reclaiming what is mine will not be easy, especially trying to achieve that from the dragon lands of Drakarith, under the watchful vigilance of Azraelyrs, a dragon king I have heard rumors about his cold-heartedness and rules with an iron fist. To survive, I must play the game of seduction and manipulation against my enemies. To win, I must be sharper, stronger, and more ruthless than I have never been before in my life. Let the games begin.

“Who… who are you?” Kara whispered, struggling to catch her breath. She thought it was just another mission. ASA’s best agent, sent to investigate werewolves. But she was wrong. Very wrong. Captured, assaulted, and bitten by a pureblood wolf, Kara wakes to find her world shattered. She’s no longer fully human. She’s a Neotide a turned werewolf, despised by the pureblood wolves who rule the Shifter world. And then she meets him. Dylan Gasper. Alpha of the New Age Pack. Powerful. Dangerous. Impossible to ignore. The moment their eyes meet, the truth becomes undeniable. She is his mate. A bond neither of them expected… and one that should never exist between their worlds. While Kara struggles to survive in a society that hates what she has become, Dylan finds himself drawn to the very woman his kind should never accept. What begins as tension slowly turns into something far more dangerous—desire neither of them can fight. But Kara hasn’t forgotten why she’s here. Somewhere out there is the wolf who destroyed her life. The one who turned her into this creature. And when the truth finally comes to light, the bond between them may not survive the betrayal. Because the monster Kara is hunting… may be far closer than she ever imagined.

Clara Reyes fled her painful past to build a quiet life in the misty town of Silverpine, where she works long nights as a trauma nurse and keeps to herself in a secluded forest cabin. She thought she had escaped chaos until a brutally injured, silent man is rushed into her ER, bearing wounds that don’t look human. He disappears before morning, leaving only questions and a strange pull in her chest. Days later, she finds him collapsing outside her cabin. His name is Ash Thorne. He is not just a wanderer. He is a broken werewolf. And worse, he is the fated mate who once rejected her. Years ago, Ash walked away to save Clara from the violent world of pack wars, bloodlines, and ancient laws. The choice destroyed him and fractured his wolf. Now hunters stalk the forest, his ruthless Alpha brother wants Clara claimed, and the pack believes her blood holds dangerous power. With enemies circling and secrets rising, Clara must choose: submit to a destiny she never wanted… or run from the man who still owns her heart. Forced proximity, forbidden bond, and a love that refuses to die drag them together again as passion ignites where pain once lived. But loving Ash may mean becoming the very thing she fears part of the darkness that hunts them. As betrayals unfold and war brews between humans and wolves, Clara discovers that her fate is not to be claimed or destroyed, but to decide which world survives. To Love a Wolf is a gripping paranormal romance filled with rejected mates, possessive love, emotional healing, and explosive passion, a story where love defies instinct, destiny, and blood.

I was seventeen when Rowan Ashcroft promised we’d disappear together. I was eighteen when my father sold me to a monster. For twelve years, I played the perfect trophy wife to Julian Cross ruthless Alpha, billionaire, and the man who owned me in every way that mattered. To the world, I was elegant, untouchable, and flawlessly obedient. Behind closed doors, I was a prisoner, drugged into submission to bury the truth of what I am: a Silver Omega, the last of a bloodline the supernatural Council has hunted to extinction. But the drugs are wearing off. And I’m carrying a child that should not exist. When Julian discovers his “perfect” wife is pregnant with forbidden blood, he’ll do far worse than kill me—he’ll make me wish he had. So I run. I don’t get far. Rowan Ashcroft finds me first. Once my best friend and the boy I loved, he is now the Council’s deadliest Enforcer, marked in silver and colder than death itself. He hasn’t come to save me. He’s come to end the threat my bloodline poses. Instead, he offers me a devil’s bargain: Three months. A fake mating bond. His protection in exchange for my temporary submission. The bond is meant to be a lie—just a way to cloak my scent and hide me in plain sight. But when his mark sears into my skin, it awakens something ancient, feral, and unstoppable inside me. I was never meant to be owned. I was never meant to be erased. Julian wants his property back. The Council wants me dead. They’re both about to learn the same brutal truth: The woman they tried to break has finally become untouchable.

Amara has the life she was supposed to want — a handsome husband, a close family, a future that looks perfect from the outside. What she doesn't know is that the man she married has already decided what she is worth, and it is considerably less than she believes. When she discovers Antonio in bed with her sister Sasha, she gives him the only answer she has left — divorce. He gives her the only answer he has — a push down the stairs She dies. Hours later, he is holding her mother while she weeps. Trapped between worlds, invisible and unheard, Amara watches her own mourning and sees Antonio's performance for exactly what it is. Before she can be taken home, her spirit guide appears with a simple message — *it is time.* But Amara has one request. She has never asked for anything in her life. She is asking now. Send her back. Her spirit guide agrees, but the terms are non-negotiable. Three hundred and sixty five days, not a single one more, and a price she agrees to without fully understanding what it will cost her. She wakes up on March 19, 2019 — six years in the past, the morning of her own surprise engagement party. Antonio is bringing her breakfast in bed. The ring is still in his pocket. And Amara is the only person alive who knows exactly how the story ends. She came back for revenge. But Antonio is charming and calculating in equal measure, Sasha is warm and guilty and impossible to hate cleanly, and Jason — the man she walked away from long before any of this began — is a wound she packed away and called healed without ever checking whether it was. The clock is running. And she is already behind.

I thought being sold to pay my father's gambling debts was the worst thing that could happen to me. I was wrong. Dragged to an auction house for the supernatural elite, I became a blood servant to Lucian Aion, the coldest, most ruthless billionaire vampire in New York. He owns half the city, answers to no one, and treats humans like disposable toys. For two years, I survived his cruelty, his indifference, and the humiliation of being nothing more than his personal blood bag. I cleaned his penthouse, stayed invisible, and counted the days until my contract ended. But everything shattered the night I discovered I was pregnant. Impossible. Vampires can't have children with humans. Yet here I was, carrying what shouldn't exist. Before I could tell Lucian, I found him with Viviana Drakov in the council chamber, a pureblood vampire heiress and his ex-fiancée. She was pregnant too. And Lucian chose her. He threw me out into the streets like garbage, calling me a liar, a fraud, a desperate human trying to trap him. Fine. I'll survive. I always do. But three months later, when rogue vampires hunt me for the hybrid baby in my womb, Lucian comes crashing back into my life with a revelation that changes everything: I'm not human. I'm the last descendant of the Nightshade bloodline, vampire royalty everyone thought was extinct. My child isn't just a hybrid. It's the prophesied heir that will shift the balance of power in the supernatural world. And Viviana? She's been lying about everything. Now Lucian wants me back. His vampire council wants my baby. Viviana wants me dead. But they all forgot one thing: I'm done being anyone's victim. They wanted a war? They're about to get one.