Contemporary Web Novels & Vampire Love-Triangle Stories

Nikolai Kuznetsov spent half his life in his father’s dungeon, with nothing but darkness, pain, and hatred for company. They murdered his mother and chained him like an animal. Now, the family that broke him needs him to save them. But Nikolai isn't looking for redemption. He wants their blood. He'll see them burn, even if he has to go through the mate he never wanted. Victoria Hampton may be a sweet girl, but beneath her beauty lies a spine of steel. To save her people, she must accept the bond with a man who has forgotten how to be human. Nikolai thinks she's a pawn to be used. Victoria is about to prove she's the queen. She's never met a more ruthless man. He's never met a woman who refuses to break.

Born to serve. Destined to rule. Elara Callum was just another nameless human in a world where humans are nothing more than property. When she’s given to the feared Alpha King Kaelen as payment for a treaty, her quiet life of obedience becomes a deadly game of survival. But Kaelen, the brutal werewolf king, senses something strange about her. Something forbidden. Something... fated. When Elara is kidnapped by vampires and taken to their cold kingdom, secrets unravel. Not only is she the key to a prophecy that could shift the balance of power between races she’s also the last living Fae. Now two kings want her. A rebellion wants to use her. And her own body is becoming something not quite human. In a world where monsters rule and fate binds, can a servant girl become a queen… or will she be the spark that ends them all?

A gasp escapes me as my back hits the wood, and hands grab mine, pinning them high above my head, forcing me to look straight into the face I’ve tried so hard to forget. Kai. His scent filled my senses, spicy and dangerous and so damn soothing. His gaze burned into my skin and the amount of fury in them almost made me shiver. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I snap. He leans in, voice low and venomous. “You like cuddling up in another man’s arms, Virelle?” “Excuse me?” I hissed. “Ric is my mate. I can do whatever the hell I want.” His jaw clenches as his nostrils flares. “You think he can please you?” I glare at him, ignoring the heat pooling low in my belly. “Yes, I do, because he’s my mate and I can do whatever I want, I don’t owe you anything.” “Bullshit,” he growls and before I could blink, his lips crash against mine…hard. His lips are rough and angry, his teeth grazing mine with his tongue forcing its way in, like he’s trying to claim what he threw away. My mind is screaming at me to shove him off, but my body is traitorous and trembling, and is already responding. I could feel Nyzarelle howling in delight, as I clutched to him for dear life. I'd never felt like this with Ric A moan slips from my mouth but is swallowed by his tongue as his hand grips my thigh, trailing up until I feel them on my folds. He massaged my folds roughly, before stuffing his hands into my panties and pooling a finger into me. My back aches as he finger fucks me angrily, not giving space to catch my breathe.

In the cracks of time and shadow, in the world of Lovecraft, come prepared for the cold, for tales of magic and seduction, Tsuki your great host, will take you on tales shrouded in the mist of mystery, your fun is guaranteed, even seeing the various options of suspense, mystery and tales of debauchery, even the beings that could not bring any kind of story, come see them make you leave home, the most tales of an invisible world in this great adventure, to the common eyes, there is a magical world, in this world shrouded in mystery and fantasy, shrouded in great speed, of its various tales, of boredom, you will not die, come prepared for great adventures, exploring an unforgettable and surprising journey. This world full of fog, shrouded in fantastic tales, in an environment, that is whispering in the fog, that opens only to those who dream awake. No kingdom governs these worlds, where only stories come, incomplete, sometimes translucent and little known, with their tourists and wandering travelers, who pass through here, enveloped by pleasures, mysteries, art, magic and seduction. Each step forward lands in a different world, as if walking through forgotten thoughts. Sometimes it is night, sometimes it is dawn, enveloped by tales of mystery, suspense and transcendence of time, but always strange and beautiful.

“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.

I work three jobs. I have a turtle. I have not slept properly since I was nineteen. So when a stranger offered me enough money to cover my mom's rehab, my sister's tuition, and three months of rent—just for pretending to be some rich guy's wife for six months—I said yes before I let myself think about it too hard. The guy turned out to be a vampire. A century and a half old, and bored of literally everything except, apparently, my blood. Fine. Whatever. Not the weirdest part of my week. The weirdest part is the other one. The Alpha, who decided I'm his mate, insults my apartment and insults the fact that I'm human at all—and then can't stay in a room with me for five minutes without losing his mind a little. I didn't ask for any of this. I read the whole contract. Nowhere in it does it say "and also two immortal men will start a slow-motion war over you while you're just trying to make rent." I'm tired. I'm in over my head. And somehow I'm the one who has to figure out which monster I actually want to keep.