Atala Hunger Games Novels & Stories

At the Nightwood Clan's feast celebrating our victory over the hunters, I was accused by Julia—a fledgling freshly turned from a blood servant. The charge? Stealing fifteen crates of mana crystals and hundreds of vials of the finest rare bloods. She pointed a finger at me, her voice ringing with self-righteousness. "Are we going to let a selfish thief like her continue to control this clan's lifeblood? I propose she be thrown into the Silverwater dungeons immediately!" I looked to Joseph, the Earl of Nightwood, the man I had loved for a hundred years. He knew damn well all of it—the blood, the crystals—was mine. My gift to the clan. I needed those crystals to heal the wounds I took in the fighting, and the rare blood was the only way we could call on our allies. But the man who'd been tangled in my sheets just last night now stared at me coldly. "Julia has records of you stealing clan resources. What do you have to say for yourself?" A smirk touched my lips. "I have nothing to say." So, they thought I was some fool they could just push around. They had no idea I was a descendant of the most powerful Vampire Prince of all, Valerius. If they wanted to play games with me, they’d better be prepared for my revenge.

Avia gasped softly when Nico dragged her into his lap. “You’re playing dangerous games with dangerous men,” he said against her throat. She tilted her head back softly. “Then maybe I like dangerous things.” ———— Avia built a quiet life from nothing. A tiny apartment, late nights bartending. Tattoos that helped pay the bills. Simple, forgettable and a afe. Until the Ravens came back for her. Luca, Matteo, Nico, and Elio rule the city’s underworld with bloodshed and fear. Beautiful, violent, and dangerously obsessive, the four mafia men force Avia back into their world after years of watching her from the shadows. Now she is trapped inside their mansion, surrounded by men who treat her like something precious one moment and something they want to ruin the next. The Ravens claim they are protecting her from a dangerous enemy. Avia knows being close to them is the real danger. Especially when rival cartels begin circling, secrets from the past start resurfacing, and the line between hatred and desire becomes impossible to ignore. Because the deeper Avia falls into the Ravens’ world, the harder it becomes to tell whether she is their she is their prisoner… or their ruin. They might have claws, but this little bird scratches too.

"The lock clicks into place, and I turn to run through the downpour, but the moment I do, I see it; the shadow some steps into the trees behind the parking lot. And then I see its eyes - like two lone stars. My heart throttles into my ribs. The thing must be seven feet tall, maybe more. The edges of its being blend into the darkness, but its stare is electric. Just as I focus on the features of its face, I blink, and it's turned, slinking away, leaving a gap in the trees." ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ When Mia was young, her closest friend Abby warned her of supernatural beings. The two fantasized, played, and forged a bond Mia thought would last forever, but during their sophomore year, everything changed. Abby moved schools, broke off their friendship, and abandoned Mia in the real world they so often escaped from. Years later, Mia encounters something supernatural as she's leaving work, convincing her that Abby's warnings were legitimate. Mia confronts her past friend in search of answers only to discover her jarring encounter was anything but random and is far from over. Abby brings Mia into a world just like their childhood games and cautions Mia that her heart is no longer her own. PG16 Werewolf / Alpha Romance humanXwerewolf

At the wedding door games, my best friend, Justin Winston, suggests that my fiancee, Tiffany Bastion, feel everyone's abs while blindfolded so that she can guess who the groom actually is. Amid everyone's cheers, Tiffany gives every groomsman a nice feel before shaking her head firmly. "This is too easy! If I can't even recognize my own husband, we might as well call off the wedding!" When Tiffany is about to touch me, Justin suddenly flashes me a mysterious smile. Then, he takes off his shirt and moves to stand in front of her. The next moment, Tiffany shrieks excitedly, "This is my husband! I can't be wrong about this!" Justin lets out a chortle. Then, he grabs Tiffany by the wrist and begins navigating her hand from his abs down to his groin. "Why don't you give this a good feel? Do you still think this is your husband?" Tiffany just smiles bashfully as she roams her hands all over Justin's body. As I look at the pair's overly intimate actions, I sneer at them before stuffing the wedding bouquet into Justin's hands. "Since you two are in sync with each other that much, you might as well host this wedding on your own."

“You’ll take every knot, one after the other, until you’re dripping with all four of us, then we’ll flip you over and start again.” Thrown into the Howl for Love trials like meat, Veyra was meant to submit. To be collared. Claimed. Broken. She doesn’t kneel. She fights. She protects the weak. She shatters expectations and catches the attention of the four Alphas she should fear the most. The King who kills out of boredom. The Rogue who tastes like sin and violence. The Shadow who whispers how she’ll sound when she begs. And the enemy whose hands were built to punish. She’s everything they shouldn’t want. They’re everything she refuses to choose. But the trials are cruel. The heat is rising. And when the bond snaps, there’s no undoing it. She was meant to end up on her knees. Instead, she’ll take four Alphas to theirs. A dark reverse harem full of brutal games, primal lust, and one Omega who refuses to be owned but doesn’t mind being used and forcing them to bow down to her. 🔥 Enemies-to-lovers tension 🔥 Brutal mate trials & a rigged system 🔥 Betrayal, exile, and an Omega who refuses to bow 🔥 Rebirth 🔥 Changing the rules 🔥 Making them chase her

BLURB Lexa has always been the forgotten daughter, a pawn in her father's political games, forced into a loveless marriage with Damian, the Alpha's second son who only ever loved her sister. When her comatose sister mysteriously awakens and accuses Lexa of attempted murder, the entire pack turns against her. Branded a traitor and awaiting execution, she has no hope of mercy. Until **he** returns. Cross Blackwood, the Alpha's estranged firstborn and rumored to possess the rare dual power of both werewolf and lycan bloodlines, interrupts her execution with an earth-shattering claim: Lexa is his true mate. With the protection of the pack's rightful heir, Lexa finally has the chance to rewrite her story. Cross offers her more than safety, he offers vengeance, sealed with a marriage proposal she can't refuse. As Lexa steps into her power, she becomes the key to an ancient prophecy, the Blessed Wolf destined to lead the clans through chaos. But with her sister's wrath rising, Damian torn between newfound desire and ambition, and dark secrets threatening to unravel everything, Lexa must embrace her destiny and decide who deserves salvation...and who must face her fury. In a world of wolves, only the fiercest survive. And this time, the rejected mate will rise as Luna.

My mother-in-law suffered a sudden brain hemorrhage and was rushed into the ICU. The hospital demanded a $200,000 surgery deposit immediately, so I rushed to the bank to raise my transfer limit. The trainee teller behind the counter took my ID card, swiped it through the reader, then stared at her screen for a long time. "Hello, ma'am. Our system has flagged this transaction as suspicious and potentially linked to elder fraud. Your account has been frozen." "That's impossible! That money is for emergency surgery! My mother is still waiting at the hospital!" The trainee gave me a perfectly rehearsed customer-service smile. "For the safety of your funds, we'll need the account holder to appear in person to unlock the account." I slammed my ID against the bulletproof glass and pointed at the name on it. "Open your eyes and read carefully! I am the account holder! Who else are you waiting for?" The trainee shrank back slightly, looking utterly wronged, then spoke into the microphone in a meek voice. "Ma'am, please control your behavior. The system's risk controls are determined by big data. There's nothing I can do. "If you continue shouting and disrupting financial order, I will have to call the police." Oh, I see. She wanted to play power games using company policy as a weapon? Fine. I was more than willing to play along.

Love For The Wicked Book Three. In my eyes, the world is a huge sandbox created for the big boys. Girls, money, business… and I always strive to come out on top until my father gave me an ultimatum. I needed to find a wife, or I’d lose my rights to the family business. I found the perfect woman for the scheme I devised, of course. She was beautiful, feisty, the picture-perfect wife to make my father believe I was done playing games. In return, she needed a favor, the kind that takes nine months to deliver. The rules were laid out meticulously, from the no touching to fake falling in love. After a year, we would part ways amicably with no hassle, no demands, and no regrets; after all, it was all just a game. As my plan took its course, it dawned on me that playing house was a game I never should have played. She started to grow on me, from that sexy little pout to the late nightcap, the endless dirty banter, and even the fights we had. I realize I enjoyed having her around. Trouble is, how will I make her believe I am not playing games anymore? That I don’t want her to be just my contract wife, that I don’t want twelve months with her but more?

For as long as Ivy Morrin can remember, her dreams have belonged to a stranger, a fiery and silver eyed Alpha whose voice calls to her under moonlight. She doesn’t know him, but her soul does. In a world where witches and werewolves must never rule, Ivy’s secret is deadly: she's a hybrid, born of both bloodlines. Hidden by her mother and bound by magic, Ivy’s mate bond has been suppressed for years, just to protect her from the fate of another hybrid who was cast out and destroyed. But fate doesn't like to be silenced. Ivy’s dreams are changing. A darker presence has entered, Jace Vale, an exiled hybrid Alpha with a hunger for revenge and a dangerous plan. He believes Ivy belongs to him. As Ivy’s power awakens, the truth unravels. One Alpha calls to her. One seeks to claim her. And the only way out… is to break the very law that could destroy her. Would Ivy risk her life to break the curse? What if the man in Ivy’s dreams was her true mate and the world was determined to keep her apart?

"Be my wife for eight months and I will save you from this hell. But if you fall in love with me? I will destroy you." She wasn't sold for a price. She was lost in a bet. A dark deal made in the shadows between a father who sold his own daughter without thinking twice and the man who runs the Blackwood empire. The CEO who doesn't just own money. He owns the city. He owns the law. He owns the men and their fates. She was just a normal designer until she became his wife on paper. A wife to a man who knows no mercy. A man who never loses a deal. A man who refuses to let the woman carrying his name be weak. Eight months. A marriage with no love. Strict rules. Forbidden feelings. But what happens when the deal turns into a deep hunger? What happens when the contract becomes a cage? What happens when she finds out that running away from her father put her in the trap of a man who is a thousand times more dangerous? Her father sold her in a bet. And her only escape was the man who owns the city.