At The Mountains Of Madness

BOOK ONE ~ I was born Vanessa Montgomery. But to be honest, I have always hated that name. ~ In a small fantasy world where loving your fellow gender is a crime that can get you arrested or worse, killed, Vanessa is asked to choose between going to jail or going to a home for 'getting better' and she might be a little bitch but she knew she would not survive a day in prison so getting better it was. Except if she knew what she was getting herself into, she would have gladly ran to prison and kissed the prison guard personally. In a place where each individuals name is changed into flavours that match their personality and are drawn to one another like magnets. Would she able to ignore the attractions that come out from her in waves for them or would she find herself tangled in a web of madness that she would never be able to escape from? WARNING: This is a polyamory/polyfidelity book with more than three characters having a relationship. There would be slight use of cuss words, mature content and basically everything that makes a book half smut and half fluff.

"What do you want?" I snap weakly at him. "I want to free you, Isabel. So that you will have your revenge on the Moon's family for what they did to you." "Revenge? How can an omega like me take revenge on a powerful family like theirs?" "I will make you powerful, Isabel. I will give you the power to move mountains if only you agree to come with me. Will you join me, Isabel?" "Yes..." *** Isabel Moon is rejected by her mate when she turns twenty. Broken, she wolfs out and gets him hurt. Isabel is punished brutally and is left alone to perish in the cold dungeon. A new hope arises when Alpha Jared of the Blood pack offers her a chance to get her revenge on those who suffered her, Isabel agrees. But as time goes on, Isabel realizes that there is more to the reasons for her revenge. When hidden pasts are slowly revealed and shocking truths are spilled, can Isabel be strong enough to complete her revenge?

"You think I'll let you go, sweetheart?” He caught the gun from her effortlessly and spun her in his arms, holding her captive once again as he chuckled into her ear, tilting her chin up with the barrel of the gun. “I clipped your wings for a reason. There’s no way back once you enter my world.” *** When an unfortunate incident in the family brings Matsyaa Rathore into the land of the royals, the last thing she expects is catching the eye of the notorious crown prince and becoming his untamed fantasy. His obsession has turned her life into a nightmare. Control slips out of her hands and she finds herself trapped in twisted games of power. To end this madness, she does everything to resist him, challenge him and fight him. Just about all she must not be doing. They say Ranvijay Singh Raghuvanshi is God for his people, and this time, the ‘God’ wants Matsyaa—all for himself. Amidst building tension and deep-rooted hatred, will Matsyaa be able to free herself from the dangerous royals, or will Ranvijay capture her for the rest of her life in his mystical lair?

‘She was his salvation. He would be her damnation.’ To escape her Father’s choking cage over her, Eve Bianchi didn't need a knight. She needed a monster. And she chose Lucille ‘Hellhound’ Hellfire— a man the Mafia world feared for his madness and cruelty. He agreed to be her husband. He never agreed to be gentle. His obsession is a collar around her soul. He doesn't want her obedience; he wants her surrender. To feel her pulse throb against his palm as he reminds her that every gasp of air is a gift from him. She asked for freedom. He is building her a new cage from the bones of her enemies, ensuring the only world she'll ever know is the one he rules at her side. ⸻ Content Warnings: obsession, possession, stalking, manipulation, toxic power dynamics, dubious consent, worship/degradation, breath play, BDSM, violence, cursing, criminal activity, morally grey characters, unhealthy romance and of course, explicit sexual details.

Follow Jake Swift and his team of elite ex-military personnel in this series of short stories. Book 1 Saving Erin. Deep in the treacherous ice-cold mountains, Erin is running from a monster when she stumbles upon Jake Swift and his highly trained security team. Will Jake, the handsome, rugged ex-military man, be the one to save her? Book 2 Tank. When a beautiful woman crashes into his life, will Tank be able to save her from the devil himself? Book 3 Laila. Laila has always been the strong, feisty one of the group, but when she finds herself captured, who will be the one to save her? Book 4 Madog. When Ruby turns up for work, what starts as a normal day ends in disaster. Will Madog and the Swift security team get to her in time? Book 5 Ben. He found her; she was broken. It takes a strong man to handle a broken woman, but it takes a stronger woman to come back from being broken.

My husband is a rock climbing route setter. It's our wedding anniversary today, but he brings his female best friend with him on an adventure to discover uncharted territory. It comes about because his female best friend says life is so boring. We're trapped in the mountains when we encounter extreme weather, and the rescue helicopter can only take two people with them. They climb up the ladder deftly, leaving me to slowly grow colder in the rain. I shout his name with all my strength. "I have a heart condition! I'll die if I don't get to the hospital soon!" He throws a rope down at me without even sparing me a glance. "Luna has menstrual cramps—she never says she's in pain. You, on the other hand, are only good at acting. Think of a way to get down yourself." What he doesn't know is that his "good friend" has already sliced the rope he threw to me.

Dr. Ivy Sloan has her life planned down to the minute — and falling in love isn’t on the list. But when a once-in-a-lifetime research grant for couples opens up, she realizes she’s missing one key thing: a partner. Desperate, she convinces Lake Hart, a carefree filmmaker in need of quick cash, to pose as her husband for the summer. The two opposites enter a couples’ retreat in the mountains, pretending to be madly in love. Between the awkward therapy sessions, forced intimacy, and their one-bed cabin, their “fake” marriage starts to feel dangerously real. Ivy fights the growing pull between them, while Lake begins to see through her walls — and into her heart. As summer fades, so does the line between truth and lies. But when their secret is exposed, Ivy risks losing both her career and the man who made her believe in love again. Months later, in autumn’s quiet beauty, she gets one last chance to tell Lake the truth — that their love may have started as pretend, but it’s become the most real thing in her life.

She’s a deadly assassin with no name. He’s a cursed Lycan King, forbidden to love. When Kael scents Seraphina—the infamous Shadow Siren—as his fated mate, his world turns upside down. She escapes from him and all his effort to find her was futile. But Seraphina isn’t the kind of woman who can be claimed. She’s part witch, part fae, and all danger sent by The Order to spy on the very man fate says she belongs to. Love was never part of her mission… and certainly never part of Kael’s prophecy. As demons rise and supernatural war looms, their bond becomes more than fate—it becomes a weapon. But with Seraphina’s secrets threatening to unravel everything, and Kael’s wolf on the edge of madness, the line between love and destruction begins to blur. One wrong move could ignite a war. One kiss could change everything. And one truth could destroy them both. When fate ties a killer to a king, can love still bloom in the shadows? What secret prophecy connects them… and what price will they pay to survive it?

The day Yancy Shepherd died, Benedict Page poisoned our dinner. His eyes were wild, and bloodshot, as he watched me writhe in agony. There was a madness in his gaze, but worse was the hatred, a disgust so deep it twisted his face into something unrecognizable. "If it weren't for you forcing your way into our lives, Yancy wouldn’t have died from heartbreak. You ruined us! It’s all your fault!" A photo slipped from his trembling hand and landed at my feet—Yancy at twenty, looking radiant, her smile as bright as a blooming flower. I collapsed to the ground, my strength fading fast like a rose withering in the final grasp of winter. Helpless, I waited for the darkness to claim me, consumed by despair and bitter regret. Why hadn’t I listened to the system and killed him when I had the chance? But when I opened my eyes again, everything was different. I stood watching Benedict flee our engagement ceremony. My brother moved to chase after him, but I quietly raised a hand, stopping him. This time, things would be different.

“Who the hell typed this contract, Liam? I see typos.” “What typos? I wrote every damn word myself.” “Then you must’ve been typing while Evelyn was suck–” “Shut the fvck up, Olivia! Just sign it, or forget about ever seeing my babies again.” “They’re my babies too, you asshole! Would you sign if some psycho shoved this shitty contract in your face?” “Then don’t sign. Your loss. Get the fvck out of my office. Call me only after you sign, or you’ll regret it.” --- I thought giving birth would be the happiest day of my life. Instead, it became the day my whole world shattered. While I was still weak and bleeding in that hospital bed, my husband walked in… not with flowers, not with comfort, but with a hard blow to my stitches. That devil set a trap far worse than our marriage itself. And no matter how much I hated him… a part of me still burned whenever he touched me. Was this love, madness, or the devil’s contract I could never escape?