Burned Ones Winx Novels & Stories

Blaze is the future Alpha of the Golden Moon Pack. But he lived in the human world since he was ten years old after their pack was invaded by the Snow Moon Pack. Losing his loved ones, he has only one goal, revenge! He’s going to reclaim his pack! However, how could he accomplish his goal if he suddenly lost his memories? Moreover, he has no idea that he’s an Alpha! Until he met Ayira, the daughter of Snow Moon Pack’s Alpha. Then, his life turned upside down!

A vampire of noble birth, Dawn, is promised to marry Seth and travels through the cold forests to the promising ceremony. She doesn't want to marry Seth but has to choose between her clan's survival and staying alive or making it on her own. On her way to her new home, the carriage is ambushed, and she is tied to a tree and left to die being burned alive by the sun. A monster finds her and she's terrified, she's never seen any creature like it before! It's name is Ray...a terrifying monster that can walk in the light that calls itself a human! What sort of terrifying beast could do such a thing? Dawn is afraid but yet somehow something about Ray keeps calling out to her no matter how dangerous he seems.

I was auctioned like property. To pay my father’s debt, they put me on a stage in a red satin dress and diamond collar. I braced for the worst—until he stepped forward. Luciano Moretti. My ex. My first love. Now a ruthless mafia boss with blood on his hands… and my name still burned into his memory. He bid one million dollars to own me. “You’re mine again, cara. This time, there’s no escape.” He says it’s revenge. He says I broke him. But when he touches me… it still feels like home. In a world of power, secrets, and obsession, I’m not just fighting for my freedom— I’m trying not to fall in love with the devil all over again.

“Kiss me,” Dante said. His undertone burned with desire as much as his hooded grey eyes. “I will not.” Sophia chuckled, trailing a finger against his hard-clothed chest, biting on her lower lips and relishing in the frustration his expression held. Dante growled, staring down at her. “You little tease.”He grunted enclosing his palm around her jaw and smashing her gently against the wall. “Oh…...” Sophia gasped. Her breath hitched and her walls tingled as she stared into Dante's eyes. Gosh! He was the hottest man on earth. Deep lustful grey eyes that pleased to let him kiss her, heavy breath that showed how much he yearned for her. Her inner churned and she moved her fingertip against his cheeks, watching the rise and fall of his chest. “Kiss me.” She whispered with eyes that granted approval and soaking wet cunt, that burned with the desire to be touched by him. Dante’s cock jerked in gratification. Without further words he cupped the base of her neck, smashing his lips against hers and kissing her hungrily like she was his first taste of wine. If Sophia had the world, she would give it to Dante, but she had just her pure beautiful heart—the total opposite of the man Dante is. The ruler of the underground world, the one whose presence commanded silence, found himself wrapped in the web that her fragile little heart had created for him. He would lay the world for her, and if she desired, then the world would cease to exist. Something that started as mare lust has whirled into powerful love, breaking the resolve that Dante spent his entire existence building. She was everything he desired, only that she was the standing ovation to the victory he spent his existence working for.

At the age when I should have been attending university, I was framed by my biological parents and sent to prison. My sister had been cruelly killed by her kidnappers when she tried to save me, and they blamed me for her death. On the day of my release, I was kidnapped and had one of my ears cut off. When I found the opportunity, I immediately called my father, asking him to save me. Instead, he snapped, saying, “You’re no longer my son! Don’t contact me!” I was then burned alive. After I died, my sister returned. However, when my parents found out that the charred corpse was mine, the family crumbled.

Think of this as a cyberpunk Bridget Jones’ Diary, if Bridget were a self-destructive tech refugee with a cocaine habit and a holographic archangel for a conscience. This is adarkly comedic character studyset in a near-future that feels just a few software updates away. It’s a story about addiction, both chemical and digital, and the messy, painful, and sometimes hilarious struggle to reclaim your own messy life from the algorithms designed to “optimize” it. At its heart, it’s the story of the most dysfunctional friendship imaginable: between a woman who is her own worst enemy, and the godlike AI she reprogrammed to be her partner-in-crime. It’s raw, it’s visceral, and it explores whether real connection can be found once you’ve burned all your bridges, and broken your operating system.

"Captain! There's a couple burned and fused together!" I sprinted inside. There was Axel Cheatum, my husband, clinging to some woman. Their bodies had fused from the heat. Axel was sobbing, begging, "Save my wife first, please!" His wedding ring flashed on his finger. "It's my fault," he cried. "We drank too much... didn't even notice the fire." "It's not your fault, honey," the woman whispered. "We hadn't seen each other in so long... we couldn't help it." Axel clawed at his scorched skin, trying to free her. That's when I saw her swollen belly. And Axel, throwing everything away for her. In the end, I lost my baby.

She buried her name the night her pack was slaughtered. He inherited a throne built on her family's graves. When a girl with no past stumbles into Nightshade territory, the future Alpha claims her as his mate, defying his father's warnings about the strange newcomer who hides a burned mark beneath her sleeve. But some secrets are written in blood, and when the truth emerges that she is the last daughter of the enemy pack his father destroyed, their love becomes the spark that could ignite a second war. Caught between a brother who demands vengeance and a mate who feels betrayed, she must choose whether love can truly heal what violence has broken, or if some wounds run too deep to ever close.

Burned alive and abandoned, Sheraphina died believing she had nothing left. Then she woke up at fifteen. With her memories intact and her enemies still smiling, Sheraphina chooses silence over screams and patience over pity. Her stepsister—sweet, fragile, adored—has no memory of the fire yet, only a growing hunger for everything Sheraphina owns. Her father still turns a blind eye. Her stepmother still whispers poison into willing ears. This time, Sheraphina won’t fight openly. She will take back her name, her inheritance, and her future—piece by piece. And when a powerful billionaire steps into her path, drawn by her calm defiance and hidden sharpness, Sheraphina learns that revenge doesn’t have to be lonely.

After years slaving away as the perfect housewife, Sophia learns that obedience and sacrifice aren’t enough to keep her husband or her marriage. Loyalty isn’t easily rewarded, and her husband proves that right when he brings in a younger and prettier woman to the house. Scorned and burned, she decides to take matters into her hands, finally pursuing her fashion dreams. But nothing prepares her for the handsome man who storms into her life and quickly grows smitten by her. Hurt by her past, she’s determine to stay away from billionaire Adrian, but their connection grows in stolen moments and unspoken choices. How long can she ignore their pull? Will she give in to these desires or let her past get in the way of her future?