Baki Prisoner Novels & Stories

Andrea has always being her twin's shadow. The quiet, obedient daughter cast aside for being less than perfect Aria, the ruthless perfectionist is engaged to the dangerously powerful Mafia King, Alexander Hawthorne. But perfection shatters too. When Aria’s betrayal destroys Alexander’s only lead to his missing parents, he doesn’t want revenge, he wants ruin. He wants to do something to her that will redefine the word sadistic. Terrified of the monster she’s let loose, Aria forces Andrea into a deadly swap, using a secret from their past to blackmail her. On their wedding day Andrea is publicly humiliated when someone finds Alexander being intimate with the daughter of an ambassador. The guests mock and ridicule her for not being able to keep her man. Even though her marriage was a lie she still felt humiliated. Andrea arrives at the Hawthorne estate expecting tedious chores and slandering. Instead, she becomes a prisoner in rough sheets and locked doors. Alexander doesn’t see innocence. He sees betrayal. He plans to make her pay for every lie, every secret, including a horrific crime against his cook’s daughter. But Andrea isn’t Aria. She tries hard not to slip or act out of character. But Aria wasn't just a spoilt brat, she had gotten on nerves of many evil people and they want a pound of her flesh. As Aria's enemies close in on Andrea and the truth threatens to explode, Alexander has to protect the woman he had wanted to badly hurt. Andrea has to make a choice. Tell Alexander she's not who he thinks she is or let the secret she's kept for years get exposed and face the wrath of her parents and the law.

Everyone always talks about how amazing it would be to find your mate. For me, that's the last thing I want. I mean when you're held prisoner by some sick bastard, there's not a lot you can offer your mate. No matter who it is, they can't save me from this. All that finding my mate would do is crush my heart and make my life that much more harder. Yet when I saw him at that gas station, I couldn't get him out of my head. I need to stay away, but I don't know that I can. I keep finding myself traveling to him even when I don't mean to. This doesn't bode well for me. *** "I have to go." I told him. "No, wait." He grabbed my hand, causing a strong spark to course through my body. It made me inhale deeply, intoxicating me with his scent. I pulled my hand away quickly, as if he'd burned me. His eyes widened as he stared at me. He had felt the spark too. He furrowed his brows at me, but I let the shadows start to swallow me, disappearing before him. "Please, come see me again." Were his last words to me. ***** Zerena has had one rule all her life, never find her mate. The life she leads is dangerous and not her own. Held captive by a scientist, forced to do his bidding alongside 4 others. Zerena has always known that if she found her mate it would cause her more trouble than anything else. As a shadow weaver, she knows nothing but darkness & cruel fates. She's used to danger, but how will she handle love?

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.”

The Shadowed Alpha Series: Bride Of The Shadowed Alpha Book 1 Marked By The Shadowed Alpha Book 2 "I will give you the most pleasurable pain you’ve ever had. You like pain, and lucky for you," his smirk deepened, his gaze dark with promise, "I know how to give pain until you cry for me." The villain wasn’t meant to be emperor, nor was he supposed to be handsome. Yet for reasons I can’t understand, he hates me. At the Academy of the Arcane, I became untouchable, unstoppable. My beauty was both a weapon and a curse, a cruel reminder of the life I lost. But none of it mattered to him. Tharros. The Emperor of Shadows. The unchallenged ruler of witches, vampires, werewolves, and fae. His gaze burned with something raw, something personal. "You made me this way." he growls. I stared at him, confused. "I don’t even know you." His laughter was slow, cruel. "Then I’ll make sure you never forget." Days later, I woke up as his bride. Bound to him by marriage, a punishment, a prison. Now, I must untangle the truth of his hatred, uncover the past he swears I buried, and face the dark memories that lie in wait. Because in this game of vengeance, I am both his prisoner and his beautiful prize, one he will break. He craves my pain, but I crave the way he gives it. Book 2 My name is Obsidian Sigil of Liora. They say he’s cruel. That no one knows where he came from. But I remember how he looked at me, like I was the only thing he ever wanted. And I ruined him. I betrayed him. But this my second life, I will make it right. Warning: Extremely Dark Romance | Rated 18+

In the Crescent Moon Pack, omegas were not blessed—they were cursed. For generations, omegas had been abused, sold, or forced into servitude. Their existence was considered a stain upon the pack's honor. Any omega discovered was either used until they broke or disappeared without a trace. Aiden had lived his entire life as a secret. Born an omega, he survived only because of his parents' love. His mother, the pack healer, carefully concealed his scent with rare herbs and medicines. His father, the Beta of the pack, used his authority to keep suspicious eyes away from his son. To the rest of the pack, Aiden was nothing more than a quiet beta. But secrets never stayed buried forever. One fateful night, Aiden's father stole an ancient relic from the Alpha's vault—a relic powerful enough to destroy the entire pack if it fell into the wrong hands. His reasons remained unknown, but the theft sparked chaos, betrayal, and bloodshed. As enemies closed in and the pack teetered on the edge of ruin, Aiden's carefully protected life shattered. Far beyond the Crescent Moon territory ruled King Damien. A warrior feared across kingdoms, Damien was known for his ruthlessness. He had conquered countless lands, led brutal wars, and left a trail of broken enemies in his wake. To most, he was a monster wearing a king's crown. When fate placed Aiden in Damien's path, the omega became nothing more than a prisoner in the king's eyes. Yet the more Damien learned about the quiet young man hiding behind fear and secrets, the harder it became to ignore the strange pull between them. What began as captivity would become something neither of them expected. And perhaps, something powerful enough to change their world forever.

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.

On my twenty-first birthday, I was supposed to die. The screech of tires, rain, the crushing impact—I braced for the end. Instead, I woke up in a fortress that didn't belong on this Earth. And standing over me was Caius—the most ruthless, beautiful monster I’d ever seen. He didn't save me out of mercy. He came to collect. Ten years ago, my grandfather made a deal to save my life. The price? My blood, and every beat of my heart from the moment I turned twenty-one. Now, I’m a prisoner in his penthouse, a human bride surrounded by a court of predators who view me as a feast. Caius calls me his "Consort." that I was curated, watchedfor a decade. He wants to drain my humanity, force the blood-bond, and turn me into the Queen of his kingdom. He thinks he owns me. He thinks I’m just another toy he can break and remake. But there’s a glitch in his plan. As the days bleed into nights, the hate that burns between us starts to twist into something dangerous, electric, and impossible to ignore. Every time he touches me, the air catches fire. The line between captor and lover is blurring until I can’t tell if I’m fighting to escape him or fighting to stay in his arms. Caius is determined to consume me, but he’s discovering a terrifying truth: you can’t possess a woman’s heart if you’re losing your own in the process. We’re both playing a deadly game, but we’ve stopped caring who wins. He wants to turn me into his Queen, but he might just lose his throne for me. And God help us both—I’m not sure I’m strong enough to stop him.

Nell has spent her whole life giving second chances. Third chances. Fourth chances. It's the only way she knows how to survive .Homeless at fifteen. Working her fingers bloody at a corner store. She's never once fought back against a world that keeps knocking her down .Then Lena finds her. A warm smile. A home called Haven House a shelter for lost wolves. For three weeks, Nell believes she's finally safe .But the wolves' kindness curdles. Whispers follow her through candlelit halls. And one night, Nell hears the words that change everything :"She's human. She's nothing ."She doesn't know why Lena's eyes flicker gold. She doesn't know why the moon makes the walls hum. And she doesn't know that the mark burning on her palm is a trap eight years in the making.Because Haven House isn't a shelter. It's a prison.Lena isn't a savior. She's the wolf who killed Nell's parents. And Nell? She's not human. She's the Lunar Omega a creature of impossible power. The kind that doesn't heal. It devours. Now Nell is trapped in a house of wolves who want her gone and an alpha who wants to own her forever. The stolen children Rue, Caleb, and Finn don't know that Lena murdered their real families too. The basement holds a prisoner with Nell's eyes. And the full moon is three days away. They wanted her gone. But when the truth comes out, every wolf in Haven House will bow. The question is: after everything the lies, the betrayal, the blood will Nell still have a fourth chance left to give? Or will the girl who forgives everyone finally learn to forgive herself?

When Thomas finds out that he has been mated to Miranda, he is furious and feels betrayed by the moon goddess. However, at the same time, he can't resist his new mate much to the dismay of his chosen mate, Cindy. Cindy has it in her head that Tomas will make her his luna one day she she is willing to do anything to make sure her dream is realized with the help of her father. She helps Tomas keep Miranda as a prisoner in the guest bedroom while they try to figure out how to break the mate bond, unfortunately Tomas has a hard tkme keeping his hands to himself and starts having sex with Miranda behind Cindy's back. When Cindy finds this out, she is livid. She demands that Tomas stop what he is doing, but it's too late because Miranda is now pregnant. Tomas and Cindy attack Miranda and throw her body in the forest, thinking that she is dead. Miranda is picked by a human old lady who helps her get better and takes her in as her own daughter. while living with the old lady, Miranda meets William, who is a charming man, and they both fall in love. she later finds out that William is Tomas brother and that he was sent to bring her back home by their father. she hesitantly agrees, and when she gets back home, she is told that Tomas can't be the alpha until he makes things right with her because he needs a mate in order to rule. she rejects Tomas and tells his father that she would rather be with William, and after he agrees, he ends up making her the alpha of the pack because William doesn't want while Tomas suffers an accidental death.

"I thought you were my savior. I didn't know you were the one who set the fire." The day the debt collectors came for my family, I couldn’t even scream. My voice has always been a prisoner of my anxiety, leaving me defenseless in a world of wolves. Then came Ignatius. My brother’s best friend. A man with the face of a saint and the wealth of a king. He didn't just save me; he bought my world. He paid the debts, moved me into his palatial estate, and whispered that I was finally safe. For the first time, I felt the warmth of a "hero." I gave him my trust. I almost gave him my heart. But a saint doesn't keep cameras in your bedroom. The crushing realization hit harder than any blow from a collector: Ignatius didn't buy my debt—he created it. He paid the men who terrified my mother. He orchestrated the ruin of my brother. Every tear I shed was a calculated investment in my total dependence on him. He didn’t want a lover; he wanted a broken pet. Now, the "Saint" has dropped his mask. Ignatius thinks because I am mute, I am powerless. He thinks because I am fragile, I am his. He’s wrong. If Ignatius wants to play the Predator, I’ll find a bigger one. His father, Cane—the cold, ruthless patriarch of the empire—is the only man Ignatius fears. I’m moving from the guest room to the master suite. I’m going to tear this family apart from the inside out, one forbidden dinner at a time. Ignatius ruined my life to own me. Now, I’m going to make sure the debt he owes me costs him everything.