Protective Twisted Web Novels & Stories

Lyrica Wade Is a human who was born into a pack. Her father is a warrior and her mother is like her human, Her whole life she has struggled to fit in and find her place in the pack but she feels she does not belong there. She decides collage is the best route for her she wants to become a doctor with plans to move on from pack life, But its isn't so easy for her as she holds a secret that she has not told anyone not even her parents as she not sure how to or what will happen if she does, Its a choice that could destroy two packs and cause a war between them, and that's not something she is wanting, She may not find pack life for her but she does not wish harm on anyone there. She has also excepted that she unlike the others will not find a mate, She is twenty now and nothing, What she is not ready for is when the Lycan Prince comes to the pack to help with a rogue problem. Her worlds ends up taking a turn that she was not prepared for when the Lycan Prince claims her as his mate.

Lysan knows how this story ends. He killed the Demon King once. Then he was poisoned for it. When he wakes in a stranger's body sixty years before his own birth, he has one plan: disappear totally. But the Demon King is alive again—young, beautiful, and already watching Lysan like he's the most fascinating thing he's ever seen. Roman Da'Luka doesn't know Lysan killed him in another life. He doesn't know something ancient is sleeping inside him. All he knows is that he can't look away, that Lysan is different. That he can't stay away, and the more Lysan pushes him back, the more he wants to pull him closer. And Lysan—Lysan tells himself he hates Roman. That he's just a monster waiting to unfold. That every touch means nothing. But every touch burns. Every whispered promise feels like a warning. Roman offers him everything—answers, protection, a place by his side. And when Roman kisses him, Lysan kisses back. When Roman whispers that he wants him—Lysan's heart betrays him before his mind can catch up. Dyleon was the only person who looked at Lysan with pure, selfless love. Dyleon is gone now—walked out after watching Lysan kiss the monster he's supposed to hate. Now Lysan has a choice. He can let the Entity consume Roman and everyone he loves. Or he can get closer to the monster he's supposed to hate. Make Roman trust him—need him, and make Roman fall in love with him. But Roman's obsession is dangerous—and intoxicating. The more Lysan pretends, the more he forgets it's a game. The more Roman touches him, the harder it is to remember the lie. He's supposed to be saving everyone. Instead, he's falling for the one person who will destroy him and the one that makes him feel alive.

Cassandra Hayes is a nineteen-year-old college student balancing school, a part-time job at a flower shop, and caring for her aging grandmother. Her life is ordinary, predictable, and painfully small until a routine delivery goes disastrously wrong. Sent to the Gold Coast with an arrangement of white orchids, Cassandra arrives at the wrong address and stumbles upon the aftermath of a violent confrontation. Bullet holes riddle the walls. Furniture lies shattered. And a deep, dangerous voice demands to know who's there. She flees. She thinks she's safe. But the black SUV waiting outside her apartment tells a different story. Dante Moretti is twenty-eight, cold, calculating man and the head of an empire built on both legal and illegal foundations. When a delivery girl witnesses something she shouldn't, he should eliminate the threat. Instead, he's drawn to her in ways he doesn't understand. Then he sees the necklace she wears, a pendant that belonged to her mother, a woman he helped twenty years ago. A woman who died hiding evidence that could destroy powerful men. Cassandra is no longer invisible. Enemies who killed her mother now want her dead. To protect her, Dante makes a shocking decision, he claims she's his fiancée. What begins as protection becomes entanglement. Cassandra is thrust into a world of luxury, danger, and family secrets. Dante's parents despise her. His aunt torments her. And the truth about her parents' past threatens to tear everything apart. As the fake engagement blurs into something real, Cassandra must decide if she can trust the man who's both her protector and her captor. And Dante must confront the one thing he's never allowed himself to feel. Love. Because in Dante world, love is not safe. And Cassandra might be the missing piece that destroys him or finally sets him free.

"So your plan was just to fuck me and what?" The words scrape out of my throat as the file sliped from my hands. "I was just a freaking lab rat to you?" Aiden's jaw tightens, and for the first time since I've known him, there is no smirk, no cocky remark, no infuriating confidence that makes me want to punch him and kiss him at the same time. He just stands there looking completely defeated, and somehow that hurts more than if he had laughed in my face. "Kieran..." The sound of my name almost cracks something inside me, but I force myself to hold his gaze. "Tell me the truth" My voice comes out rougher than I intend. I want him to tell me the files are wrong, that I didn't just hand him my heart only to discover he was holding a knife the entire time. "You don't know the whole story." The words settle heavily between us, and a cold dread crawls through my chest because if this isn't the whole story. I used to think my biggest problem was Aiden Voss; the rival hockey captain who got under my skin…my childhood crush. The guy I couldn't stop thinking about.. until he kissed me, and my world came crashing down in the most dramatic way possible. What started as an obsession became a secret. What became a secret turned into an addiction. Somewhere between stolen moments, jealousy-fueled arguments and a twenty-one days challenge that was supposed to prove a point, I stopped seeing Aiden as my rival and started seeing him as the one person I couldn't live without. ___________ Content is Rated 18+ This is an explicit erotic BDSM novella\short story intended for mature audiences only.

One case of mistaken identity. One impossible deal. One love neither of them saw coming. Honey Owens has never had it easy — but nothing could have prepared her for the moment a powerful stranger looked at her like he already knew her name. He doesn't. Not really. And the truth of who she is, who *he* thinks she is, and what they're both about to lose could unravel everything. Some secrets are worth keeping. Some are worth dying for. Accidentally Head Over Heels With You… because the heart never asks for permission before it falls.

For years they treated her like a little sister. Then her twentieth birthday under the Blood Moon awakens something ancient, and the five most dangerous Alphas in the kingdom suddenly crave the one woman they swore they would never touch.

He came to steal her heart. She stole his first. Julian Vane is dying. His curse burns through him like molten fire, a biological mistake that destroys his bloodline by age 25. He has five months left to live unless he finds the Aethel Stone, a gem fused with human blood that can save him. The stone is embedded in one girl’s chest. Elara Vance doesn’t know she’s a walking death sentence. All she knows is that her father’s botanical gardens are dying, her family is bankrupt, and a mysterious drifter with dark eyes and calloused hands just showed up offering to save the only thing she loves. She hires him. She trusts him. She doesn’t realize he’s the billionaire who destroyed her father’s business or that extracting the stone from her heart will kill her in the exact way her father died. Then everything changes. When feral werewolves attack her family, Julian is forced to shift revealing what he truly is. In that moment, as his beast form towers over her in the rain, Elara discovers the terrible truth: the man she’s beginning to fall for is a predator. And she’s his prey. But Julian is facing an impossible choice. The stone is keeping Elara alive. Taking it means killing her. Leaving it means watching himself burn out from the inside while she dies anyway. His family demands the stone. His curse demands her death. And his heart that cursed, failing heart demands he save her. In a dying garden where nothing should survive, Julian and Elara are bound by a werewolf contract neither fully understands. As danger closes in from all sides, they discover that the most dangerous thing isn’t the curse.

Emily Turner thought signing a contract marriage would save her life. One signature. One arrangement. One powerful man who promised protection in exchange for a perfect illusion. Ethan Reed is everything she shouldn’t trust cold, controlled, unreadable. A billionaire who doesn’t believe in love… only control. But Emily has a past she can’t outrun. Jason, the man who once called her “baby girl,” is watching. Waiting. And getting closer. Now every smile feels like a lie. Every silence feels like danger. And every step inside Ethan’s mansion feels like she is being watched… even when she is alone. Ethan says it’s just business. A contract. A role she must play. But the way he looks at her says something else entirely. Possession. And Jason isn’t the only one who refuses to let her go. Because in Ethan Reed’s world… A wife by contract is still a wife. And letting her walk away was never part of the agreement.

Hayden Taylor killed his father, Alpha Jonathan, in a futile attempt to save his mother, Luna Stella’s, life. Because of the guilt and the many reminders of what had happened, the night his brother Harrison is sworn in as the new Alpha, Hayden rejects the pack and leaves. He manages to forge out a life for himself and quickly becomes one of the best recovery specialists there is. His job is to find werewolves who have gone missing, run away, or been taken, and safely return them to their packs. Most of the time, it is the spoiled child of an Alpha, but one case turns his life upside down. Krista Jones has newly arrived in the Blood Moon pack. Her grandmother is recovering from a stroke, and while she is a werewolf and recovering well, she needs the added help. Krista was happy to do it. She had tried to end a bed relationship, but her ex did not want to take no for an answer. Moving a thousand miles away to start over in a new pack was what she needed. Things were going well until her ex showed up in the middle of the night, and everything took a terrifying turn. When Hayden receives a call from his brother, Harrison, he expects it to be the usual check-in. Instead, Harrison asks him to return to the pack and help them find Krista. They know she has been taken, but it is not until Hayden finds her that he and Krista both discover they are mates, something that neither of them is happy with at first.

This collection is straight-up depraved. Expect rough breeding, degrading dirty talk, public humiliation, brutal domination, reluctant-to-ravenous submission, creampie obsession, and group violations that leave characters addicted and dripping.   No safe spaces. No regrets until morning. Just raw, pulsing, dripping sin in the places you’re most likely to get caught.   Once these pages grab you, resistance is pointless.

The only thing harder than planning his wedding was pretending she didn't want to cancel it. Rule number one: never fall for the groom. Zara Cole has built her entire career on that rule: three hundred and thirteen weddings, zero emotional casualties, one very effective emotional firewall. She is the best wedding planner in Lagos precisely because she treats love like a logistics problem. Solvable. Containable. Safely someone else's. Then Damien Voss walks into her life with a four-month deadline, a contract marriage dressed in designer linen, and the most inconvenient habit of paying attention to everything she says. He changes three hundred lilies to ranunculus because she mentioned once she couldn't stand them. He cooks pepper soup at midnight in someone else's kitchen and becomes, briefly, a completely different man. He says her name like he has been keeping it carefully. None of this is in the brief. Neither is the anonymous threat. The ex she buried resurfacing in a dark car park. The voice note detonates mid-rehearsal and brings forty witnesses to a silence so loud it has a texture. Or the photograph Marcus slides under her door, the one with the courtroom and the caption and the question it leaves behind that she cannot plan her way out of.

Ava thought Adrian Carter was everything she ever wanted charming, attentive, and the kind of boyfriend who made love feel effortless. To the outside world, he is perfect. To her, he is addictive. But perfection has a shadow. The night she meets his twin brother, Ashton, everything begins to fracture. Unlike Adrian, Ashton is quiet, intense, and unsettlingly aware of things he shouldn’t know. He speaks less but every word feels like it carries weight. Every glance feels like a warning. Then the messages begin. Late at night, an unknown number sends her cryptic warnings about Adrian. Small inconsistencies in Adrian’s behavior start piling up things he says that don’t match, moments that don’t feel real, and a version of him that feels different when Ashton is near. Ava is forced into a reality she never asked for: one of the twins is hiding something, and the other might be the only reason she’s still safe. But the deeper she digs, the more dangerous the truth becomes because love, lies, and identity are bleeding into each other, and Ava can no longer tell where Adrian ends… and Ashton begins. And in a game where two brothers share the same face but not the same truth, falling for the wrong twin might not just break her heart. It might destroy everything.

Everyone knows Dahlia Gray as the sweetest girl they could ever meet. She's beautiful, intelligent, soft-spoken, and always knows exactly what to say. She helps people, smiles at strangers, and never seems to get angry. To everyone around her, Dahlia is simply perfect. But perfection can be dangerous. Behind her gentle smile is a mind that doesn't work like everyone else's. Dahlia doesn't feel guilt the way she should. She doesn't fear consequences. And when someone gets in her way, she knows exactly how to make them disappear without leaving a trace. Then she meets Max Holland. Max is observant, stubborn, and strangely immune to Dahlia's charm. Instead of falling for her innocent act, he starts noticing the little things—the coldness behind her eyes, the lies that don't quite add up, and the way she never seems afraid. Dahlia should stay away from him. Instead, she becomes fascinated. What starts as a harmless game slowly turns into something neither of them expected. Because Max is getting closer to discovering the truth, while Dahlia is beginning to feel something she's never understood before. And when love becomes tangled with obsession, secrets, and blood, one question remains: Can a monster truly fall in love, or will she destroy the only person who ever saw through her?

Three years ago, Vincent's world fell apart when his soulmate, Majori, cruelly rejected him in front of everyone, choosing another man—his best friend, Brian. Heartbroken and confused, Vincent watched as the love of his life walked away, seemingly severing every bond between them. Now, Vincent has risen to power as the formidable Lycan King of the Blue Moon Pack, leaving his tragic past behind—or so he thought. Fate intervenes when he finds Majori once again, this time bloodied and broken, being hunted by a rogue pack. Torn between vengeance and the flicker of hope he dares not acknowledge, Vincent rescues her, only to imprison her in his own kingdom. But Majori is not the same carefree, mischievous girl he once knew. Hiding a dark secret that kept her away, she has suffered in silence, bearing the scars of a brutal past. As the tension between them rekindles the embers of their shattered bond, a web of lies, betrayal, and dangerous power struggles threatens to destroy them both. With old enemies closing in and Brian emerging as a formidable threat, Vincent must confront not only the truth about his mate but also his own tortured heart. As Majori’s health deteriorates and the stakes escalate, Vincent faces an impossible choice: let go of the past and fight for their future, or lose Majori forever. Yet, the biggest secret of all—the one Majori has been hiding for years—could turn Vincent’s entire world upside down and change the fate of the packs forever. In a battle for love, power, and survival, can Vincent and Majori overcome their painful past, or will the flames of betrayal consume them both?

Kryzelle Rivera is a hardworking and bubbly barista in a cozy café in Makati, well-known for her warm smile and her talent for crafting the perfect cappuccino. One day, a wealthy young entrepreneur named Zander Castillo walks into the café. He is known for his charm, striking good looks, and a slightly tsundere personality. Because of a small incident in the café—a spilled coffee and a misunderstanding—their awkward encounters begin, slowly turning into playful banter, heart-fluttering moments, and a sweet romance. As they get to know each other, they discover that both of them carry emotional scars and hidden secrets. Despite coming from completely different worlds—barista and rich businessman—it becomes harder to stop their feelings from growing. From simple coffee orders to fancy events, unexpected trips, and comedic situations, they slowly learn that love is much like a perfect cappuccino—smooth, warm, and balanced with just the right mix of sweetness and bitterness. Though their worlds are far apart, a love begins to bloom. But sometimes, love is like coffee—it needs the right blend, or it turns bitter. But what if one day, the man she loves is hiding a secret that should have stayed buried long ago? Will she run away from the struggle, or will she fight for love and protect the sweetness they’ve built together?

~ SORA HELL MORGATHOR ~ Since my appointment to the throne, my cousin on paper has fully embraced the role of archnemesis, dedicating every breath to my downfall. He is a walking tantrum in a tailored suit, still crying about a crown that was never going to fit his head anyway. My life wasn’t perfect, but ever since I was adopted into the Hell Morgathor family, staying alive has become a full-time hobby, mostly because every move I make is now at the mercy of men who treat human lives like disposable currency. It’s nice to know I’ve brought the city together; apparently, having me in charge is the only thing everyone can agree is a terrible idea. My cousin on paper views me as the ultimate gatekeeper, Largely thanks to the fact that I have the audacity to keep breathing while he wants my chair, treating my pulse like a personal insult to his resume. ☠️☠️☠️☠️ ~A-JUN HELL MORGATHOR ~ All I want is my family to stop being a shadow. A woman carries the family name, whereas my father is subjected to being the underboss. As if things aren’t bad enough, an adopted female child is coded to be the next Don, and she had the guts to accept the offer. I was fully prepared to end her life, but I was suddenly struck by lightning, or maybe it was just her impeccable skincare routine, and I decided to let it slide, distracted by her face and forgot why I was even holding a weapon. I'm currently temporarily blinded by her sheer audacity to be that gorgeous while I’m trying to work. But until when will I be distracted?