A Prisoner And Yet Novels & Stories

After Daphne broke things off with King Roman, her reputation took a hit, and as a powerful lycan, she cannot allow her name to fall into ruin. Yet her heart can’t stop wanting Jackson, a werewolf Alpha, not meant for her. She tries to forget him by agreeing to a new union, but when he shows up ready to take her away, she realizes he is her escape from the world of expectations. Trapped together, she gives in to their bond, yet her dutiful side won’t forget everything she’s left behind. But can they survive being out in the open together? *Book 2* Recommended to first read The Lycan King's Scarred Mate

She has given up on love. He has given up on life. But everything changed when their worlds collide. Yet, theirs is not your typical love story. They had the right love, question is, is it a wrong time?

They say a wedding dress is a promise of forever. Mine was a shroud for the girl I used to be. I was sold to a monster to pay for my father’s sins. I expected to spend my wedding night praying for a quick death at the hands of Don Moretti. Instead, I got a bloodbath. Before the first glass of champagne could shatter, the doors were kicked open by the city’s most terrifying nightmare: Dante "The Butcher" Vane. He didn't come to save me. He came to collect. By the time the sun rose, my husband was a corpse, my family home was in ashes, and I was draped across the lap of the man who had been stalking me from the shadows for years. "Your father didn't just owe the Don, Bianca," he whispered, his thumb tracing the line of my throat with lethal tenderness. "He owed me. And I’ve decided you’re the only currency I’ll accept." Now, I am a prisoner in his fortress—a gilded cage where the line between fear and desire is blurred by every dark touch. Dante is a tyrant, a red flag wrapped in Italian silk, and a man who claims to be my protector while keeping me in chains. But as the secrets of our shared past begin to bleed out, I realize the "Butcher" has a weakness. He doesn't just want my body; he wants my soul. He thinks he’s breaking me. He doesn't realize that in the silence of my mourning, I’ve stopped being the victim. I’m learning his triggers. I’m studying his scars. And once I make the King of the Underworld fall for the widow he created... I won't just take my freedom. I’ll take his empire.

Mila Russetti’s life turned upside down the moment she decided to break the rigid rules of her foster family for the first time in her life. At age of four, she had been adopted into the most dangerous Mafia family in the USA_The Hayden family. Behind the steel gates and the locked doors, she was a prisoner, the calm and obedient daughter. By a single act of rebellion, she payed dearly: she was set up, raped, used as a pawn to break down the Haydens. Her foster family kicked her out of their lives and sent her overseas treating her as a traitor. After four years, they showed up again in her life, claiming she owed their dying father a last visit. She returned to the Hayden's mansion with her three years old son, only to discover that they were trying to cage her again and forcing her into a marriage. Will she give up to their abuse, especially after she had discovered the shocking truth of the identity of her rapist? And how will she take her revenge on them when she finds out that she's the heiress to a Tycoon mafia empire? How does her biological mother's shady past affect Mila's present? Is it true that the only thing that brings dangerous and ruthless Mafia Lords, those who are morally gray men to their knees—begging and regretting—are the women they worship? A juicy and twisted love-hate dynamic, Obsession, toxic attraction story is waiting for you. **** When she pressed the knife to her own throat, his mask finally cracked. He hesitated for a second before confessing with guilt, “I know who did it, Mila. I know who raped you that night four years ago. And I assure you, he wasn't one of Hayden's enemies.”

Prologue After being married to the girl he thought was the love of his life, Maxwell yet couldn't seem to understand how things suddenly went wrong again. In a bit to overcome this sudden pain,he stumbled upon him, the one person who somehow was a stranger but yet was just to unique to him. In a fist to get over his wife,he had a one night stand and not with any other woman but with this strange guy... And this was were it all began... ** There is no possible way I am you, or I would become you sir," max shutter, but his voice sounded yet firm with a look of clarity. "Oh I see, why then do I see you fighting to resist me," Andrew replied staring deeply into his eyes, as his breath fanned his face... "Because if I was anything like you, then I would have known that a long time ago," he said refraining himself from pushing Andrew off his face, as a look of disgust plaster on his face making Andrew chuckled. "I'll love to see how long you can fight it, until them, I'll patiently wait for you to beg me to make love to you", he whispered into his ears, as his tongue licked the back of his ears causing him to shutter..

Verssa Yanng, at a youthful nineteen years of age, boasts an undeniable allure, his striking visage, height six feet in stature, lean yet sturdy. His attractiveness is undeniable; he possesses a universally pleasing look that captivates from every angle. By the tender age of eighteen, Vers had already ascended to the summit of the fashion world as a coveted Top Super Model, dominating the runways of fashion weeks across nearly all continents. At nineteen, his cameo appearance in a movie unexpectedly seized the spotlight, with the supporting role eclipsing even the film's protagonist. Yet, the rosy facade of fame conceals its thorns. Beneath the dazzle lay the shadows of terror: malevolent letters, corrosive threats, and the persistent nocturnal intrusion of rabid fans knocking on his apartment door. Vers recalls having relocated over five times due to the relentless leakage of his whereabouts to his fanatic followers. One night, after a midnight shoot, Vers almost get kidnaped by a group that blocked his car and forcibly pulled him out. An escape landed him in a hospital bed, where he awoke to the presence of a mysterious figure in black. Gale Anderson, a former war veteran turned professional bodyguard, now stands as a sentinel for Vers. A very quiet and mysterious man, handsome yet frigid. His countenance rarely betrays emotion, six feet and five inches tall. His broad hands lifted Vers's slight frame with ease that rendered him akin to a mere child in his grasp. His aura is shrouded in enigma, withholding the identity of his employer, yet his mission remains unwavering: to keep Vers safe by any means necessary. For Vers, unfortunately, it's like a living nightmare; his freedom was robbed as his watchful bodyguard trailed him incessantly, even to the restroom.

I took a shortcut through the alley and watched Dante Marchetti put a bullet in a man like it was nothing. He saw my face. That was the end of my normal life. Within an hour I was in the back of his car being driven to an estate I had never seen before with gates that locked from the outside and a wardrobe full of clothes in my exact size waiting like someone had known I was coming before I did. He told me I wasn't a prisoner but a guest. He said people who wanted to find me were considerably worse than him and that his walls were the only thing standing between me and a conversation I wouldn't survive. Maybe he was right. The problem is the longer I stayed the harder it became to remember which one was true. Because the man who caught me in that alley wasn't the only version of him. There was another one that nobody else seemed to get to see. The one who stood alone in his dead mother's library looking tired in a way that had nothing to do with sleep. The one who had my cat brought to the estate because he heard me crying through a closed door and didn't know what else to do about it. The one who almost smiled when I threw a glass at his head. That version of him was the one I couldn't stop thinking about. I came here as a witness. I stayed as something else entirely. Somewhere between the locked doors, the candlelit dinners and the secrets we started sharing in the dark I stopped wanting to leave. The question was whether a woman like me could survive loving a man like him. I was about to find out.

Abused, condemned, and outcasted by her family, Whitney was on the verge of giving up on her life when she was given a second chance and her part crossed with one of the most feared and ruthless billionaires in the city. ~~~~~~~~~~Not yet edited

Rowena’s sheltered life crumbled the night she witnessed her parents’ brutal murder, leaving her with nothing but a relentless enemy hunting her down. Desperate to survive, she vows to avenge their deaths and reclaim her rightful legacy. Then there’s Ryker—an Alpha with a heart once full of gold but now encased in stone after a betrayal that left him scarred and unyielding. He’s determined to keep his walls up, but Rowena is his unexpected problem: innocent yet defiant, naive yet dangerously persistent. When their paths collide, sparks fly, but so do tempers. Attraction ignites, hatred festers, and buried secrets claw their way to the surface. As Rowena and Ryker are forced to overcome these, one question lingers: what if the Alpha’s contract isn’t what it seems? Let the hunt for truth—and vengeance—begin.

Despite being born into a noble family, Heather hasn't been treated as such by everyone around her. Everyone except her sister, who showed her great love. Who would've thought that very sister would run away on the day of her wedding, leaving Heather as the unsuitable yet necessary replacement? Benjamin is a feared man with a bad reputation. His heart was frozen over by the harshness of life and love was the last thing on his mind. After accepting an arranged marriage to get his stepmother off his neck, he didn't expect to be given a beautiful yet annoying woman as his bride. Little did he know that life had been unfair to them both. What started as a marriage of duty blossoms into something beautiful that they both cherish, but there is someone who is lurking in the darkness, thirsting for revenge.