Butterfly Estate Novels & Stories

The rules of the marriage were simple: Obey. Stay inside the estate. Never look for her husband. Desperate for money, Amara Glen accepts the contract anyway, entering the isolated mansion of billionaire Adrian Kane, a man no one sees, but everyone fears. Watched through hidden cameras and controlled by the sound of Adrian’s voice alone, Amara quickly realizes the estate is less a home and more a carefully designed prison. Then she breaks the only rule that matters. Behind locked doors, Amara uncovers evidence of another woman who disappeared from the mansion… and a dangerous secret tied to the powerful Goldlain family. Someone is lying about who Adrian Kane really is. And someone else is being kept hidden inside the house. As betrayal, revenge, and deadly family secrets unravel around her, Amara must decide whether the invisible man she’s falling for is her greatest protector… or the monster keeping her trapped.

"You’re a Kane, Daniels. You’re property, not a person." For ten years, those were the only words I heard from the Moretti triplets. As the daughter of disgraced junkies, I was the resident "Charity Case" at the Moretti Family Estate, forced to scrub floors while the three heirs to a billionaire high-tech empire ruled the Blackridge underworld. Nickie, Matteo, and Luca were my tormentors—cruel, breathtaking, and untouchable. Then I turned eighteen. My Noir identity synced, my neural-links flared to life, and the air grew thick with a scent that made my blood boil: Them. In the Biker Mafia world, data doesn't lie, and the code says I belong to all three. Now, the brothers who once dragged me through the dirt are trading their cruelty for a dark, possessive hunger. They’ve cleared their beds and their calendars, determined to claim their match. Genre: Dark Biker Mafia Romance / Contemporary Billionaire Tags: #EnemiesToLovers #SharedMate #ReverseHarem #BikerMafia #HighTechCrime #Triplets

You think that iron gate was the warning? Baby, that was just the foreplay. Fire and Fang only gets hotter, dirtier, and far more dangerous from here. Lily isn’t just wandering into a dark estate—she’s about to be devoured. Link is all muscle, ink, and a mouth that promises ruin. And when he takes her? It’s not sweet—it’s filthy, rough, and fucking addictive. But she won’t just be his. Salma’s hands? Her mouth? They’ll show Lily just how good it feels to be wanted by more than one. To be touched everywhere—together. This isn’t about falling in love. This is about being worshipped, owned, wrecked. About waking up dripping, breathless, still aching for more. If you’re ready for bodies crashing, teeth sinking, and heat that doesn’t let up—keep turning the pages. Because, darling, the real sin is just getting started.

My fiancé of three years, Julius, sold me. To a black market auction in Vegas. I was sold to another man for five million dollars. Julius was begging me. "I owe five million," he pleaded. "If I don't pay up, they're gonna dump me in the river." "You're a dead ringer for the Don of the Norling family's late wife. All you have to do is keep him happy, and my debt gets wiped clean." "Don't worry," he said. "When he gets tired of you, I won't think any less of you. We'll still get married." So they drugged me and delivered me to an estate that was all too familiar. But here’s what he didn't know. The Don of the Norling family would kill for his daughter. And I'm that daughter. The one he’s kept hidden all these years.

Her father was killed and then the killer made her his wife Avelina Moretti’s life ended the night her father, a feared mafia boss of the Moretti’s organization is gunned down in a fight ordered by his rival, Allessandro Rossi. Before she was able to bury him, She was dragged away from the cemetery and forced into marriage. Allessandro claims their marriage will put an end to the decades of fights and bloodshed between both families but Avelina calls it imprisonment. She swore to make Allessandro pay. But behind the marble walls of the Rossi estate, nothing is as it seems. The man who was once her captor protects, bleeds and provides for her. As blood debts turn to desire, and secrets unravel ,guns turns on her and it is Allessandro who takes the bullet and now she must choose between vengeance and the man who was supposed to be her enemy. Because the truth may destroy them both—and love might be the most dangerous weapon of all.

Nera loves exploring and adventures. Living under her father's rule. There isn't much chance of that happening. She always lived for the stories Sir Garret would bring when he came to visit. It has been at least five years since he last visited. He was off fighting a dark plague that is tainting and twisting the lands. Nera wishes she could help, but she is fighting a different battle at home. Her father is forcing her into marriage. It is not what she wants, but she has to choose soon. Nera will do anything to avoid the shackles of marriage. One day, a few months before her birthday, a visitor came to the estate requesting everyone, including Nera, for some very important news. This News would set into motion events that would change Nera and her world. For better or worse. "This is one of the four Choose your romance stories. Each one will end differently depending on who Nera romances."

"I, Alexandra Madden, reject you, Sebesian Will, as my mate." "How dare you? You can't do this to me Alexandra, we are fated pair." Alexandra turns to face her ex-best friend, who happens to be her Alpha. He is the same person who leave her and allow other bully her year's ago. "I don't care." *********** Being born as a human sucks. Getting bullied just because you are human among wolves is worse. This is what happened to Alexandra. The one who used to love and adore her now hates her and let others bully her. Simply because she is not present? This all started when she turned 14; the first person to mock her was her own best friend, and everyone else in her group took the alpha side and left her. But things change on her graduation day, when she presents as an Omega, not only Omega but a powerful White Wolf. ******* Sebestian Will hates humans; they are the ones who killed his parents when he was just 5; they took away his butterfly; and when his best friend Alexandra wasn't present, he cut all the ties to her and let the others bully her during high school. When they enter the university things change, Sebestian makes girlfriend, and he seems happy. He would never look at Alexandra, but Alexandra doesn't care because she knows their friendship ended during high school. But things change on their final graduation day, the Full Blood Moon day, when Alexandra is present infront of everyone. ************ "She is present as an pure white Omega." "She is so beautiful." "You are my mate, Alexandra." "I am your nothing, Sebestian, I am rejecting you." "You are our Princess Alexandra, please come back home." "I will fight for you, Alexandra; I will fight for us, my beautiful butterfly."

Love, Happy Endings, Soulmates, these are the things we want and need in life, we want to get them, but it's easier said than done. Certain factors need to be considered. Relationships and Love need few unmaterialistic things, but sadly, Caden Ian Manchester and Fiona Guinevere Kings do not know these. Weighed with traumas and scars, they hid their true self from each other, but the past never stays hidden, and it gets revealed in the worst way possible. Fiona Kings looks like a real life Barbie, but she sure as hell doesn't live in a fairytale, if it's a fairytale, it's a twisted one, a very twisted fairytale. Her life has being chaotic, from a family that don't care about her, to an abusive and psychotic boyfriend. She met him, Caden Manchester, it seem like she's drawn to the bad boys, Aren't we all?. Caden Manchester is a walking trauma, a breathing disaster, a living catastrophe, an addictive poison. She knows she should run, everyone tells her to run, but once Love gets into the equation, leaving seems unlikely. Caden Manchester is an orphan, a drug addict, a result of a broken home. An Artist who has definitely lost his muse. He meets her, Fiona Kings. She seems like his saving grace, his last and final shot at redemption, all he has to do is let her get tangled in his web of pain, death and painful secrets. He's no good for her, he's aware of this,  She's too angelic, but like a moth drawn to flame, he's drawn to her, to light. She's his Vanilla, His butterfly whose wings he breaks, rendering her broken. He breaks her, shatters her, destroys her, but she didn't leave. He tries to push her away, but, she stuck with him.

MANAGING MAGES: Hawk had been tormenting me as long as I could remember. I was a young mage and my power was still growing. But they thrust me under his watch in the service to our Warlord. And damn him for enjoying every moment he can torment me. Every time I think my power strong enough to challenge him, he finds new ways to torture me. He's told me that I'm his little prey and he'll be kinder when I succumb to him but I've vowed to never let the overbearing, insufferable cad put a hand on my bare skin. It's a battle of wills and wits. He may be more clever but I'm certainly more stubborn! But one thing I've learned about Hawk, never underestimate his conniving...I should've known better than to challenge him. After all, he's made a name for himself by his skill in Managing Mages. But beyond him there is an even bigger problem. Warlord: The Commander of the Mage's Guild. A ruthless killer who leaves a dark mist in his wake. Escaping the Mage's Guild would mean challenging Warlord himself. A dangerous endeavor. WARLORD'S WARD He came into our village like a shadow. A Dark Mage with the most powerful magic in all the realm. King Detry merely calls him Warlord. And he owns that title. Leaving wreckage in his wake. But for me, he had other plans. His cutting blue eyes seeing straight through my disguise. As his slave, his mere plaything, I'll learn the true darkness of magic without conscience. Anything he wants of me, he takes. Anything he wants me to do. I am willed to do with the flick of his hand. His power is an all consuming whirlwind. And I'm just the pretty butterfly caught in it.

Everyone in Palermo knew Alessandro De Luca had a reputation. He was the Boss of the De Luca family, one of the oldest bloodlines in Sicily — a name tied to the port, the courts, and half the construction contracts in Palermo. Wealth, power, discipline—those things were expected. Romance was not. He didn’t chase women, and he never went back to the same one twice. Until me. When we broke up after a brutal argument, he did something no De Luca had done in generations—he stood outside the gates of the Moretti estate, my family home, for an entire day and night. I watched from behind the curtains and never opened the door. The next day, he came inside the estate kitchen himself. Alessandro De Luca, who grew up surrounded by servants, tried to cook my favorite seafood pasta with his own hands. He burned the sauce. I threw it away without tasting it. On the third day, he found the necklace my grandmother had left me—something my uncle had sold years ago—and bought it back, paying far more than it was worth, just to return it to me. At a formal family dinner, in front of elders and allies, he made it clear: No more women. Only me. It took him a year to win me back. That summer, fireworks lit up the Palermo coastline as he announced our engagement. I believed he had chosen me. Until the night of a private gathering at an old harbor estate. A young woman was being pulled forward in the middle of the courtyard, her dress torn at the shoulder, tears running down her face. Alessandro went still. Then he stood up. He didn’t look at me. He didn’t explain. He just walked toward her. And something inside me went cold. I rested my hand over my abdomen. There was something I hadn’t told him yet. He broke his word that night. So I broke mine.