Ben Ten Red Novels & Stories

Aria Holt knows she's walking into a trap. When Damien Cross offers her a job at his tech empire, she knows exactly why—eight years ago, her father's company killed his sister and destroyed his family. This is revenge. She takes the job anyway. Her family's name is a curse everywhere else, and her father is dying. She'll endure Damien's cruelty if it means survival. But Damien doesn't just want to humiliate her professionally. He wants to break her, piece by piece, until she feels every ounce of pain he's carried for eight years. He'll control her days, invade her thoughts, and prove that he holds all the power. Except his plan begins to unravel. Behind closed doors, the punishment turns into obsession. The cruelty shifts into desperate need. And Aria—quiet, guilty Aria—starts pushing back in ways that shatter his carefully constructed walls. When the truth about the accident finally surfaces, Damien faces an impossible choice: complete his revenge and destroy the woman he's fallen for, or let go of the only thing that's kept him alive for eight years.

In a world where magic is as old as moonlight and as restless as the sea, three witches are bound by forces beyond their choosing. Selene, a Moon Witch whose visions blur the line between ecstasy and prophecy. Mirra, a Forest Witch with roots tangled deep in the earth’s hidden pulse. Ronan, an Ocean Witch who carries the storms of the deep within his veins. Their lives are drawn together when whispers of a coming fracture threaten to unravel everything they hold sacred. Rivalries must shift into uneasy alliances, and passion proves as dangerous as it is irresistible. For when desire fuels magic, every touch can heal—or burn the world to ash. Lush, sensual, and steeped in elemental power, Fractured is a tale of witches reclaiming their bodies, their magic, and their destiny in a fight where intimacy itself might be the key to survival.

Following a painful break up with her boyfriend, quiet, shy Christine decides to throw caution to the wind. She goes to the wildest club in all of New York determined to lose herself in the chaos. But the webs of destiny spins a different story. She runs into her ex lover, and desperate to save her face, she made a split-second decision and gets intimate with a stranger, pretending he is her new lover. She never anticipates that she will get captured by his The real shock comes two days later... This stranger wasn't just anyone. He was her boss. What begins as a night of rebellion spirals into a hurricane of forbidden attraction and family betrayal and dangers from lovers lurking in the dark. And now there are so many things at stake.

My younger brother told me he was overwhelmed by school stress and had developed depression. I tried to help by encouraging him to seek treatment, drawing from my own experience with the illness. However, my mother blamed me, accusing me of passing the depression onto him. She took me to a witch, who locked me in the house. Every day, the witch used willow branches to drive away evil spirits, beating me until my skin was raw, forcing me to drink filthy water, and making me bleed. "This is the only way to banish the evil and bless your little brother." After enduring days of torment, my depression worsened, and I chose to end my life. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my brother first confessed his depression. I looked at my body—whole and unharmed. This time, I will make them pay for everything I endured.

Trina Montenegros, the illegitimate child of her father and engaged with the son of the Dela Vegas group. She is a fashion designer, but she is accused of stealing someone else's design, so Darren Dela Vegas sends her to Paris to avoid any trouble. But what if your only husband on paper falls for you? Darren tries to chase after Trina because he doesn't want her to be far from him. But in an event, in an accident, he will forget you? After seven years, she comes back as a successful designer, and she will no longer allow her stepsister to look down on her. Little did you know, your husband, whom you thought was trying to forget you because of what happened, couldn't remember you. Is there still hope for him to love her again? Or will he remain a heartless and grumpy CEO? Will he still remember his wife, or will he still mistake her head over heels for him?

After being Nelson Jackson’s devoted simp for five years, Sarah Paterson became pregnant. Just as she was excitedly waiting for him to propose, Nelson had a change of heart when his high school sweetheart returned from studying abroad. Sarah didn't fight to keep the relationship. Instead, she went straight to the hospital, had an abortion, and immediately agreed to the arranged marriage her family had set up with a business partner's son. But Nelson came to regret his decision. He begged Sarah to keep his child, but she only gave him two words in response. "Too late."

Greer was never meant to exist. Hybrids like her are executed at birth, erased before they can become a problem. Smuggled out of the pack as a newborn, Greer grows up human, unaware of what she is or what will happen when her wolf awakens. Until she meets the Alpha. Rurik knows exactly what she is the moment he scents her. A contamination. A death sentence. A mistake that should have been corrected decades ago. Her first heat is not pleasure. It’s a biological catastrophe. One that nearly kills her. One Rurik knows cannot be soothed, only endured. When the pack comes to finish what should have been done at her birth, Rurik stops the blade with three words. She survived him. Claimed instead of executed, Greer learns the truth too late. Rurik didn’t save her because she deserves to live. He saved her because she might survive his heat. And if she doesn’t, the sentence will still be carried out. By him. Dark paranormal erotica. Explicit. Dangerous. Consent under biological pressure. Survival not guaranteed.

"Cum now, princess." Zeke ordered as he flicked open the lock on the cock cage around Eli's cock and his body convulsed as the long-denied orgasm tore through him. --------- ‎“I need you to—fuck—I need you to hurt me.” ‎There. The silence came. Not shameful. Not violent. Just truth. ‎Zeke ripped the shirt from Eli’s back. calculated. His belt snapped once. Eli flinched, eyes wild. ‎“You don't get color,” Zeke said flatly. “You say red, I won't stop. And until I'm sure you're tamed, I don’t care if you beg. You wanted to feel something? You’re going to feel everything.” ‎The first crack of the belt made Eli jolt. The second had him gasping. ‎By the fifth, he was moaning. ‎By the seventh, he whispered Zeke’s name like a prayer. ------ Two lovers. Then three. Eventually four. A relationship built on dominance, obsession, and unrestrained desire. ‎No contracts. No safe words. No rules—just raw, brutal fucking. A war of ownership. A battle for control. A dangerous game that turns a dominant into a trembling switch under the right hands. ‎ ‎What happens when a dominant with a submissive lover becomes the fixation of another dominant—one with darkness in his veins and sadism in his smile? ‎ ‎What happens when the confident, untouchable dom unravels, his hidden masochism dragged to the surface by the only man ruthless enough to tame him? ‎ ‎What happens when a discarded, shame-soaked nymph, branded an abomination by her family, falls into the hands of three lovers who have no intention of letting her go—who will worship, ruin her, and show her that her hunger isn't sin... it's survival? A twisted journey of control, obsession, and raw desire—unfolding across three sinful tales: Loved in the Dark. Fucked into Obedience. Seduction and Sin.

God forbid black and grey-furred werewolves walked amongst the others. As royals, the King and Queen had fur white as snow. The noblemen, their fur was either silver or gold. The commoner’s fur was red or brown. Then there was me, Deonna, fur as black as coal.Marlon Roessler was the most honored nobleman, master of the Roessler family, and the only one capable of competing with the King himself. He spent his life thinking that dark-furred wolves were uncleansed, uneducated, bottomless creatures. I was a dirtball wolf slave, and I was meant to be repulsed by him. Yet his wolf wouldn’t let him be disgusted; his wolf wanted me, as his MATE.God must want to kill me faster to make me his mate, especially we have sex after a drug accident. But after As the weeks went on, it seemed as though my relationship with Marlon has only grown more intense. He came into my room only to have sex again and agian.A dirty black sex slave. That is what I am.Until he said, he was mesmerized by me.

It all started the evening, I witnessed the great slaughter and burning of all the witches living in Muldoch. The city has been a safe haven for us for almost fifty years until, the arrival of the so called Revolutionists. A group of overzealous men dedicated to annihilation of the witches.I was the only one who escaped the onslaught but, was later caught in the forest of Dengek where the merciless mob tied me up and was to burn me on the stake. But then, an alpha werewolf appeared from nowhere with his two wolf-brothers and things took a new turn however, not without a big price. I had thought the intervention of my savior alpha werewolf was the beginning of my freedom. How wrong I was! It was the beginning of yet another bondage at the hands of the mysterious Alpha.