Action Web Novels & Rebel Forbidden Love Stories

Octavia a well trained spy is sent as an undercover agent to infiltrate one the most powerful Mafia bosses Alfredo De El. Betrayed by her ex lover, and his mother she builds an ice stone heart that is melted the moment Alfredo picks interest in her and her true identity comes between their love.

She was meant to be a favour for an old friend. But now she means more to him than he could ever put to worlds. He tried to resist her, but sh looked so pretty as she came on his cock.

Nicole Jane Parker is an incoming grade twelve student who lives in luxury and enjoys her freedom as much as she can. But even though she has the privilege to do whatever she wants and get anything that she asks for in life, it’s not enough to fill the emptiness in her heart. Having trust issues with other people, she grows up with no friends at all. While her parents are always away on business trips. These are the reasons that pushed her to live independently. Things will then start to change the moment she transfers and sets foot at Clarkson Academy. There she will meet Kyle Ethan Clarkson, who is treated by the students and other people in the academy as a prince. But as she starts to get along with him, she will discover something about him that is beyond her imagination. Because Kyle Ethan Clarkson is the Pureblood Prince of the Vampires—the creatures whose existence is unknown to humans and the one destined for her to marry.

In Alabama’s rot-soaked bayous, Drucilla Drakes survives by three rules: silence, scars, and never letting Louise—her Bible-thumping captor—catch her hoping. But when a schoolyard ambush leaves her bleeding beneath a stranger’s leather jacket, invisibility becomes a death sentence. Enter Dragon Morales: New Orleans’ most notorious runaway, a cartel prince turned outlaw mechanic with grease-stained hands and a death wish. He doesn’t save people—he survives them. Yet in Dru’s lashed flesh and hellfire gaze, he sees his own shattered reflection. Their bond is gasoline and matches. Dragon’s father—Colombia’s cartel kingpin—hunts them relentlessly. Louise, armed with voodoo rites and the chaos-hungry loa Marinette, vows to break Dru. Their only allies? The Lou Nwa, a bayou biker gang trading in bullets and black magic, and Papa Legba, the crossroads spirit who offers Dru a lethal bargain: *“Her soul or yours.”* Fleeing through the Deep South’s cursed underbelly, they dodge cartel hitmen, haunted swamps, and safehouses reeking of betrayal. Dark magic seeps into old wounds; family secrets tighten like nooses. Dragon swears he’s too ruined to love. Dru knows she’s too shattered to trust. But in the bayou’s choking heat, desire is a grenade they can’t outrun. This isn’t a fairytale. It’s switchblade kisses and saintly curses—a collision of fire and ruin where protectors become predators. Dru doesn’t need saving; she needs an inferno. And Dragon? He’s got a lighter and nothing left to burn. Will they raze the South to ashes, or become the sacrifice the crossroads demands? One truth remains: in the bayou, even survival leaves scars. **Warning:** No princes here. Just bayou smoke, blood-soaked magic, and the kind of love that devours.

When Vick returns to her brother's biker club seeking refuge from her dangerous ex-boyfriend, she finds herself under the reluctant protection of the club's ruthless enforcer, known only as Death. As danger closes in and old wounds resurface, Vick and Death must navigate their complicated pasts and their growing attraction. Can they survive the threats that surround them and find a way to a future together.

The safest cage is still a prison. In the blood-soaked underworld of Saint Petersburg, Danika Voronin has spent twenty-three years as her father’s golden trophy—beautiful, watched, and never free. When an anonymous hit lands on her head, the city’s most ruthless mafia don slams the gates shut and assigns her a new shadow: Kazimir. He is cold. Massive. Unmoved by her sharp tongue and prettier rebellions. He anticipates every escape, erases threats with terrifying speed, and watches her with an intensity that feels less like duty than hunger. Late-night inches become stolen heat. Every glance is a death sentence. Every touch is treason. Then Danika finds the encrypted files in his private vault, and the world splits. Kazimir is not a hired gun. He is the last heir of the rival bloodline her father butchered. He did not take this post to protect the Voronins. He took it to burn them from the inside and put a bullet in her father. Except the killer fell in love with his mark. Now a traitor is carving a coup from the shadows, and the man who was supposed to end her life is the only thing standing between her and a grave. The bedroom door no longer stays locked after midnight. The gun outside it has already chosen treason. Danika has one choice left: is the man holding the gun her ruin… or the only salvation she will ever want?

Some demon must have possessed me, or maybe these evil spirits that I couldn't wear off were making me... making me kiss my own step-uncle like a starved lover.... Damn. I was even terrible at it... Not sure how or when we got into a private room with a bed... but I was too eye-closed, kissing away my naivety, eating up his lips with so much roughness that shouldn't be there. But Flavian was no teacher to take it easy on my lips or my body... why was I struggling to match his pace? His hands were roaming my body... touching, caressing and crashing places he shouldn't... He pushed me into the bed and kept me captive with his weight as his thighs straddled my hips. "Ahh.." "Won't you tell me to stop, princess?... you have to push me away..." I almost heard a begging note in his tone yet his lips bit down on my lower lip... I couldn't respond... I didn't want to. I wanted him... but how did I want him? "We shouldn't.... tell me that, princess." He drilled his teeth onto the side of my neck, I groaned... finding it hard to understand why the excitement within me increased... The line between pain and pleasure... I can't... I...I can't see it... I can't find it. I'm insane. I've gone mad.... Am I really going crazy right now! I should be the reckless one but I swear he's teaching me a new meaning of that word... {DISCLAIMER} This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, royal families, mafia organizations, or real events is purely coincidental. Read at your own discretion. THANK YOU