Bookish Box Onyx Storm Novels & Stories

"I do not need a broken thing. I need a Luna." Those were the last words Elara heard before Alpha Ashren Thalric rejected her. Born without a wolf, she was the pack’s shame, weak, powerless, and unworthy. Broken by the bond he severed, she was left to die in the frozen Forbidden Forest. But Elara didn’t die. Five years later, the Silver Creek Pack is on the brink of annihilation, overrun by a rogue army. Desperate, Ashren begs the Lycan King for help. He expects a relief squad. Instead, he gets General Elara. She isn't the fragile girl he threw away anymore. She is the long-lost Lycan Princess, heir to the Onyx Throne, and the deadliest warrior in the kingdom. Now, Ashren must take orders from the woman he broke, watching her rule with the power he despised. As the war rages, the mate bond reignites, fiercer and hotter than before. Ashren wants her back. But Elara didn't return for love. She returned to watch him bow. Will she save her fated mate or let his kingdom burn?

“Seriously, you think someone like me would ever be interested in you?” he laughed. _________________________________________ Elena Roswell, scarred by past heartbreak after being humiliated by billionaire CEO Jordan Storm, takes a job as his personal assistant with a hidden agenda: to ruin his life and career. Jordan Storm, billionaire CEO of Storm Corp. Enterprise. Known for his playboy personality, Jordan has no interest in love whatsoever. However, when Jordan's father pressures him to present him with a bride to fully secure his position as the heir of the family business, he offers a proposal to his personal assistant, Elena Roswell. Caught in between love and revenge, Elena must decide: will she follow her heart or will she stay true to her original agenda?

"I can't be with you. You have to let me go." "It's a little too late for that, honey, you're mine." Storm Princeton has always been the odd man out. She was the only one in her pack who didn't have a wolf then she became the only one who didn't have a mate, the rejection and reproach from her pack caused her to run away and live in the human world. Storm was now living in the human world in peace until, tall, dark, and handsome Noah Salem blazed into her small quiet life and turned it upside down. Storm went from being mateless to being fully mated in hours, but Noah isn't all that he seems, she never expected him to be a Lycan, not only is he a Lycan, he is an Alpha, she didn't even believe lycans existed and now she was mated to one. She wants out of their mate bond but Noah was refusing to let her go. She is forced to move in with him and meet his people and become their Luna. Storm will do everything she can to be free but will it be worth losing the love that was destined for her?

As soon as I receive my year-end bonus, I transfer 100 thousand dollars to my wife, Zoe Steele, so that she can prepare the holiday gifts for both families right away. I even tell her to buy the best quality gifts for our parents, especially the box of premium liquor meant for my dad. On New Year's Eve, I rush home to have dinner with my parents. But weirdly enough, Dad, who's an avid drinker, starts having tea instead of liquor at the dining table. This leaves me perplexed. "Dad, why aren't you cracking open a bottle of liquor for yourself during the holidays?" With a smile on my face, I get up to my feet so that I can carry the box of liquor over. "Zoe had someone buy the liquor for you, you know. I hear that the taste is exceptional." "Stop!" Dad slams his pipe against the table loudly, his face a starking shade of crimson. "Edgar, don't ever send such gifts home. I know that life is difficult for you in the city and that making money is hard. We Kennedys may be poor, but we are people with pride! "Now, everyone in the village is gossiping about us behind our backs! They claim that I've been boasting about your wealth!" Dad's words confuse me to no end. After I unscrew a bottle of liquor, I sip from it, only to feel thunderstruck. This isn't premium liquor at all! This is just mineral water packaged as liquor!

“You’ve already lost our babies twice, Daphne. What exactly do you expect from me?” Those were the words that destroyed Daphne Auburn completely. As a human living among wolves, Daphne always knew why Alpha Storm Larsen brought her into Blood Shadow Pack—to be a breeder chosen to carry his heir. But somewhere between his touches, his kisses, and the nights he held her like she mattered, Daphne made the mistake of falling in love with him. After two devastating miscarriages, Storm brings home his pregnant ex girlfriend, Katerina, and publicly shatters what’s left of Daphne’s world. In a single night, Daphne loses her place in his bed, his home, and his heart. Humiliated before the entire pack and blamed for a crime she didn’t commit, she finally realizes the painful truth: She was never Storm’s lover. Only the human he kept around until something better came back. So Daphne decides to leave the wolves behind forever with a secret that could change the fate of the pack. She’s pregnant again. With Storm’s twins. Now the ruthless Alpha who discarded her is hunting her across the city, desperate to drag her back. But Daphne is no longer the broken girl who once begged for his love. When Storm finally discovers the truth, will his regret be enough to heal the heart he destroyed… or has he already lost the only woman who could save him?

When Storm's whole family was murdered at a young age, she swore that she would avenge their deaths, every single one of the wolves involved, and see to it that they suffered as she did. In the years that follow, she transforms into an unstoppable hunter, with no one standing in her way until she finally finds one of the last on her list: the four pups. The Ridgewood boys are kings themselves, royals, and dangerous and they have mates. Storm's plan to infiltrate the boys, make them choose her, and make her their one and only mate starts to have cracks when she starts to find herself falling for the same men who watched her father being murdered and her life being torn apart. The boys are closer and closer to finding the real reason behind their strange connection and why it has intensified ever since the raven-haired wolf entered their life like a storm. Even after the deaths of their first chosen mates, the ones Storm killed to have the boys all to herself, they don't question the coincidences of events... until Storm starts to slip, her lies slipping out. Will the truth be so close that they will really find out who she is and why she is really in their lives? Will it be too late when storm realizes she can never destroy her lovers as they turn out to be her destined mates? Will true love prevail? **THE BOOK HAS GRAPHIC SEX SCENES, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR NOT INTO REVERSE HAREM** *i do not take full credit of the book cover as it's not originally mine

Alena Fleur has her dream job. Smart, confident, beautiful—she was everything. She was the COO of the Storm Dynamics. But only one particular problem, or more like a person, made her life hell, and that person was her rude boss, Elian Storm. Elian Storm, the CEO of the Storm Dynamics, kept a dark aura around him all the time; as if someone stabbed his heart and he could never move on. Everyone feared him, except his COO, who ended up earning a special spot in his heart despite their regular bickering. However, one unfortunate night revealed Elian’s side business to Alena. How would Alena handle herself after learning the boss she used to argue with was actually a ruthless mafia leader in the underworld?

After the real son, Asher Vale, was brought back, everything in our house became tied to drawing lots. The chef of the day, who would have to cook a particular person's preferred dishes, had to be decided by drawing lots. Even our parents' kisses and hugs were chosen the same way. I always drew the short stick. The long stick, by default, belonged to Asher. He never had to do anything to receive our parents' love. Whenever I felt it was unfair and wanted to cry, Mom would scold me sharply, "I bought the lot-drawing box because I was afraid you'd feel hurt. I wanted to be fair to both of you. If you want something, decide it yourselves. Your father and I won't interfere. If you can't draw the long stick, you can only blame your bad luck." So I began practicing every day, shaking the box diligently, over and over, in hopes that one day, it would help me earn my parents' love. Unfortunately, for ten years, I never once drew the long stick. Until my birthday. Asher wanted to go to the amusement park, and Mom once again told us to decide by drawing lots. I secretly glued the two short sticks together and handed them to Mom, hoping to keep her with me. She slapped me hard across the face, screaming that I was cheating and disobedient. Then she stormed out of the house with Asher. When I fell to the ground, the short stick stabbed deep into my neck. 'I'm sorry, Mom. Next time, I'll work harder. Next time, I'll definitely draw the long stick.'

I was sold to the devil in a bespoke Italian suit. Andre Volkov. The Alpha of the Onyx Pack. A cold, tattooed sadist who views me as nothing more than a merger acquisition to secure his European borders. I hated him before I even met him. I hated the way his eyes stripped me bare, and I hated the shiver of fear that raced through me when he forced his ring onto my finger. I vowed to lock my heart in a cage of ice. I vowed never to let him break me. But on our wedding night, something changed. The man who came to me in the dark wasn’t the cold, loud tyrant who mocked me at the altar. He was silent. Intense. His touch wasn't just possessive; it was worshipful. Dangerous. When he sank his teeth into my neck, claiming me as his mate, I didn't push him away. I burned for him. I thought I was falling for my husband. I didn't know the Volkov bloodline carried a secret. I didn't know there were two of them. And now, I’ve been marked by the wrong brother.

I receive a mysterious parcel on my fifth wedding anniversary. Inside the box are photos of my husband, Luke Madden, being intimate with his assistant. The photos go back a long time—they seem to start from over five years ago. The latest one was taken half a month ago. He, his assistant, and their daughter are playing by the seaside. They smile brightly in the photo and look like a happy family of three. I suppress my devastation and take medication to terminate my pregnancy. Then, I pull out my phone to text my mother. "I'll do as you say and get a divorce, Mom. I'll be back next month to take over the company."