Blade Runner Pawn

She was the daughter of a monster. He was the brother of a ghost. And their love was never supposed to exist. Sama Arthur has spent her entire life locked away in a golden cage—an Omega born to a cruel kingpin who saw her as a pawn, not a person. The only man who ever showed her kindness died for it. So she ran. She bled. She disappeared. Now she lives under a stolen name, with trembling hands and nightmares she hides behind lipstick and laughter. But monsters have long memories. And so does Dean Wason. Dean is an Alpha forged in blood, trained to kill, and fueled by one thing—revenge. His younger brother was executed with a bullet to the head. The killer walked free. Now Dean wants to break him—but not with bullets. With heartbreak. With suffering. With the thing his enemy loves most. So he hunts Sama. He stalks her. Finds her. But when he finally sees the terrified woman dancing under neon lights, he doesn’t see a target. He sees something twisted and broken. Something like him. And that changes everything. She’s supposed to die. He’s supposed to walk away. But obsession is a wildfire—and neither of them is safe. What starts as a trap turns into a war of dominance and surrender, secrets and scars. Dean wants to hate her. Sama wants to survive him. But desire is betrayal. And love? Love is lethal. When lies unravel and the truth cuts deep, Sama learns that Dean isn’t just the man who could destroy her—he’s the only one who ever truly saw her. And Dean? He realizes that the woman who ruined his mission is the only one who ever understood his pain.

She gave up everything—her inheritance, her influence, her voice—for a man who never loved her. Eliana Moore was the heiress to a billion-dollar empire in Manhattan. Poised, soft-spoken, and hopelessly in love, she walked away from it all to marry Ethan Blake—the man who owned her heart but never returned her love. For years, she lived in silence, enduring a cold marriage while Ethan gave his heart to her best friend, Ivy. Until betrayal turned fatal. When Ivy’s final act of cruelty takes Eliana’s life, she awakens in the past—on the morning of her wedding day—with every painful memory intact. This time, she won’t make the same mistakes. This time, she won’t love blindly. She won’t surrender her life for anyone. From pawn to power player, Eliana embarks on a journey of self-discovery, calculated revenge, and ruthless transformation. The woman who once lived in the shadows is gone. In her place stands a force no one saw coming. But rewriting fate comes at a cost—and as Eliana rises, she must choose between vengeance and the chance to love again… this time, on her own terms. The Rebirth of the forgotten wife is a gripping tale of heartbreak, second chances, and the strength it takes to rise from the ashes.

When Athena’s cruel stepfather sells her to the ruthless Alpha Raphael to settle his debts, her world shatters. Trapped in a palace where fear rules and disobedience is punished, Athena refuses to break—even when Raphael tries to crush her spirit. But defiance comes with a price. Raphael is a feared Alpha, a man who has never known mercy nor love, yet something about Athena stirs an unfamiliar fire within him. Her stubborn pride draws him closer, even as it fuels his anger. She should be nothing more than a slave to him… so why does she haunt his every thought? Caught between power, vengeance, and a dangerous attraction, Athena hatches a bold plan: if Raphael wants obedience, she will give him the perfect illusion. She’ll play his game, earn his trust—then seize her chance at freedom. But as Alpha and captive grow entangled in a battle of wills, one question looms: Is Athena truly the pawn in Raphael’s hands, or is she the one holding the strings?

As a pawn in her father’s game of loyalty and blood, Rosalia Capello was never meant to be remembered. At seventeen, she only wanted one night of rebellion to feel something real in a world where everything was orchestrated. But what started as a secret meeting with Dominic De Laurentiis, ended in blood and shattered innocence. Now haunted by what was stolen from her and the guilt of falling for the wrong brother, Rosalia is trapped in a web of power, death, and vengeance. Her body may belong to one man, but her soul has always bled for another. When love becomes a curse, loyalty becomes a lie, and the man meant to protect her might be the one who breaks her, what happens when the truth threatens everything? Go ahead and flip those pages to find out> Rated 18+

Viewer discretion advised. Adults 18+ only. Alisa Verene was the stain on her family's name—the illegitimate daughter of House Verene, forever living in the shadow of her perfect half-sister. No matter how hard she tried, no matter how much of herself she gave, she was never enough. Love, praise, and pride were reserved for Naomi. Until him. Victor Ravencroft, the second son of a powerful house, saw her—cherished her—and for the first time in her life, Alisa believed she could be wanted. Loved. But love, too, was a lie. Naomi destroyed her marriage with a single revelation: she was carrying Victor’s child. The affair hadn’t started after the wedding—it had never ended. Alisa had been nothing more than a pawn, a convenient gateway to the woman Victor truly desired. He married her not out of love, but proximity. A sister’s castoff. A wife in name only. Shattered, humiliated, and burned by betrayal, Alisa refused to fall quietly. She demanded a divorce—and with vengeance in her veins, she did the unthinkable. She turned to Leo Ravencroft, Victor’s older brother, the cold and untouchable heir. And with steady eyes and a broken heart, she asked him for a favor that would set the entire Ravencroft name ablaze: A fake marriage. A lie to rival the one that ruined her.

A Dark Mafia Romance , Dual POV , Forced Marriage , Obsession , Betrayal , Secret Identity Leona Moretti thought she was saving her brother’s life when she agreed to marry New York’s most feared mafia boss. She was wrong. Dante Rizzo didn’t take her out of mercy. He took her because she was promised to him. Sold by her own brother like a piece of flesh, packaged with a smile and a wedding ring. And Leona walked willingly into the trap. Now she wears his name. Sleeps in his bed. Lives in a mansion guarded like a prison. But he doesn’t touch her. Not yet. He watches. He waits. He burns. Dante is cold, cruel, and unreadable...until she disobeys him. Until she presses the wrong button. Until the mask cracks and she sees what he really is: A man obsessed. Possessive. Completely unhinged when it comes to her. But Leona has secrets of her own. Like the fact that she may not be a Moretti at all. And her entire life? A carefully constructed lie hiding a truth soaked in blood and betrayal. She’s not just a pawn in a mafia game. She’s a daughter of the deadliest name the underworld ever buried. And Dante? He’s not planning to let her go. Not when he finally has the one thing he's been denied his entire life. Her.

"I'm sorry," he looked at me. My smile fell, "Sorry for what..." A silver knife was plunged into my heart before I could understand what was happening. Ava believed she had found solace in Sage. Their marriage seemed affectionate, even loving. But on the night of their wedding anniversary, her world shattered when she was stabbed by her husband. She uncovered a devastating truth, Sage was having an affair with none other than her twin brother. In a shocking twist, she wakes up two years in the past, reborn. Armed with the painful memories of her betrayal and death, she refuses to be a pawn ever again. This time, she won’t be the prey. She will be the predator.

“This isn’t right…” I whispered, breath shaky. But she didn’t listen. Her bloodied hands kept tracing invisible circles across my chest. I tried to move, but whatever she drugged me with... it worked. My limbs were dead weight. I couldn’t even twitch. Her fingers stopped circling. Then slowly slid down my chest—pausing at the bulge in my briefs. She started massaging it, and I had to bite my lip to hold in a moan. “You know what, baby,” she whispered, voice dark as poison. “You can hate me all you want. I don’t give a damn fuck. Even if you want to kill me, I’ll gladly hand you the knife. I promised you anything, remember?” She leaned in, one hand still working me, the other crawling up to cup my face. I could finally see her. The face behind the hat that's had been stalking me for days. “But never forget,” she hissed, lips inches from mine, “you’re mine. You belong to me and only me. And I don’t fucking share what’s mine.” --- Stanley is just a broke college nerd working two jobs to survive. She’s the Bratva Queen who flew across continents just to meet the boy she was promised—only to tell him he couldn’t have her. But the moment she saw him, everything changed. Now, she needs him. Wants him. Even if he fights. Even if she has to break him. And Stanley? He’s now nothing but a pawn in a game he doesn’t understand… What will he do?

When her father offers her as tribute to save their dying kingdom, nineteen-year-old Eryndra Nightveil becomes a pawn in a game far deadlier than politics. King Malakar Veyrath has ruled the Kingdom of Valethorne for over two centuries, his very name striking terror into neighboring realms. What the world doesn't know is that their most feared monarch is actually a demon king who feeds on human suffering—and he hasn't had a queen to torment in decades. Eryndra arrives at the fortress-palace believing she's entering a political marriage that will save her people. Instead, she's walked into the lair of a predator who views breaking her spirit as his newest entertainment. But the sheltered noblewoman harbors secrets even she doesn't understand—dormant witch blood flows through her veins, and something about her presence unsettles the demon king in ways he's never experienced. As Malakar's games of psychological torture begin, Eryndra must find strength she never knew she possessed. Because in the perpetual twilight of Valethorne, survival isn't just about enduring the darkness—it's about discovering the light that lies hidden within. Some monsters can be defeated. Others can be transformed. But first, you have to survive long enough to find out which kind you're facing. _______ Book One: The Crown Of Shadow A sheltered noblewoman is forced to marry a demon king, but her hidden witch heritage and unexpected love begin to transform them both. Book Two: The Hybrid's Dawn The birth of the first demon-witch hybrid child triggers supernatural wars as ancient powers fight to control or destroy the unprecedented being. Book Three: The Celestial Bond The hybrid prince must choose between political alliances and true love while ancient gods stir and threaten all realms.

"Stay with me... stay with me," Elijah kept saying as the doctor wheeled me toward the operating room. Blood soaked everything. I could barely hear a thing—just his voice, shaking. His eyes were wet. His hand gripped mine like letting go meant death. "Stay with me! I'm not losing you again... Amiee." That name hit like a slap. Klaus snapped, "Her name is Katherine, goddammit!" The doors shut before I could see their faces again. A tear slid down. Elijah wasn’t afraid to lose me He was afraid to lose her. And I’m just her shadow. **She was paid to kill a ghost. Instead, she walked into a trap set by two kings.** Katherine goes by one name on the streets — "Ghost Knife" No past. No future. Just blade, blood, and silence. An assassin. Her kills are clean. Her escape? Always flawless. Until her latest target turns out to be **Klaus De Luca**, the cold-blooded mafia boss with a face that haunts, a voice that commands, and secrets buried deeper than bodies. But just when she’s about to strike, she’s kidnapped by another man… wearing the same face. His name? *Elijah De Luca.* His crime? Dragging her into a brutal world where she’s not the hunter anymore — she’s the hunted. Locked away. Marked. Watched. Katherine realizes she was never meant to kill Klaus… But she fall into the De Lucas’ hands. Now, one brother sees her as the woman who can tame his darkness. The other sees her as a ghost from his past — one he thought he’d buried. he wants to end her, but ends up needing her. But Katherine doesn’t belong to either of the twin . And the only way out… is to *make them bleed first.*