Possessive Paranormal Web Novels & Stories

Sofia spent years as the Luna of the Sunlight Pack, waiting for her missing mate, Liam, to return. As four years passed and his mark on her began to fade, she slowly lost hope. But at the Grand Moon Festival, the mate bond awakened again—not for Liam, but for Aiden, the Alpha of her rival pack. How could a Luna already marked by one Alpha be fated to another?

“I’d rather embrace death than let that man lay a finger on me.” Those were the last words I hurled at him before darkness claimed me.

To the mortal underworld, he is Valen Vance—a ruthless mafia lord ruling the dark, rain-slicked streets. To the supernatural, he is Valerius Dragomir, an ancient Vampire King whose heart froze two centuries ago. Until Aria Linley steps onto a smoky club stage. A desperate 22-year-old singer trying to save her dying mother, Aria’s haunting voice triggers the impossible: it forces the Vampire King's dead heart to beat for the first time in two hundred years. When her life shatters after being betrayed by her boyfriend and hunted by hitmen, Valerius rescues her in a brutal, blood-soaked alleyway—at a devastating price. To save her mother and reclaim her stolen legacy, Aria must sign a lethal blood contract: in private, she must sing to soothe the monster's burning thirst; in public, she must wear his ring as his devoted, submissive fake fiancée. Trapped in a glittering cage of mafia danger and dark desire, Aria soon realizes that surviving the underworld is easy. The real danger is stopping the devil from claiming her heart.

“Are you going to kill me?” Shawn whispered. Owen’s fingers slid up his throat, squeezing lightly as he backed him against the wall. “If I wanted you dead, you wouldn’t still be talking.” Shawn swallowed hard. “Then what do you want?” His mouth curved, giving him that dangerous rugged smile. “I’m deciding.” *** That morning, Shawn only wanted to finish his shift, collect his pay, and get back to the real problems waiting for him outside the hotel: tuition he couldn’t afford, a mother dying in a hospital bed, and a younger sister who still believed he could fix everything. Then he walked into the wrong suite. There was blood on white sheets. Fangs buried deep in a dying man’s throat. Crimson eyes meeting his across the room. The creature should have killed him. But no, it didn't. It let him run. Now it’s everywhere. In his dreams, his space and in his thoughts. Watching him. Waiting… And just when he thinks the nightmare can’t follow him into daylight, he learns. The vampire has a name. Owen Rothwell de Valemont, as old as history. And he’s Shawn’s new boss. Owen doesn’t chase him. He doesn’t threaten. He simply moves closer, adjusting the world around Shawn until escape becomes impossible. And Shawn, fear should drive him away. Instead it turns into something darker. Something harder to resist.