Carnage Black White And Blood Novels & Stories

What's more fucked up after knowing that your mother was one of the girls of your lover’s father that resulted the betrayal of the woman who was once best friends? Alessia was raise with poverty. She would exhaust herself just to provide the needs of her family. She’s a family-centered woman and thought that she don’t have time for romance not until the spoiled brat CEO came. Yadiel on the other hand was raise with a golden spoon on his mouth. Whatever he wants, he gets. A mommy’s boy who’s not interested in women. He believed that he’ll be a single man until he dies but that didn’t bode well after falling in love with the hardworking and family-oriented woman who happened to be his secretary, Alessia. What will happen if their family reveals the dark secret that hasn’t been told? Will their love will bond stronger or this will be the reason for them to destroy each other?

He was the enemy I was forced to marry. I was the girl raised to destroy him. I was supposed to live a quiet life. Graduate, find a job, stay far away from the shadows of my mother’s past. But then I was taken. Now I’m Mrs. Valerio. Matteo Valerio is cold, dangerous, and untouchable. The heir to a brutal mafia empire built on secrets and blood. He makes it clear: this marriage isn’t love. It’s power. It’s politics. It’s survival. But I didn’t agree to this just to be a pawn. I want answers. About my father’s murder, about the threats still chasing me, about who I really am beneath the name I grew up with. And the closer I get to the truth, the more tangled I become with Matteo himself. Because behind the monster is a man with haunted eyes and a soul that’s been at war for too long. And behind my rage is a heart that was never supposed to feel anything for him. But the past is catching up. Betrayals are rising. And falling in love with your enemy? That’s the most dangerous vow of all.

I got pregnant at the same time as Sabine, my blood-mate Draven’s first love. But her child wasn't his. It was a werewolf mongrel—the spawn of our clan's sworn enemy. To protect her, Draven claimed the mongrel as his own. He named it the heir to our clan. And my child, a true pureblood, was branded a bastard. By his own father. "Isolde," he gripped my hand, his golden eyes pleading. "Sabine is alone. The Elders will execute her. This is temporary. Trust me!" I was a fool. I believed him. While he was gone, escorting her to safety, his parents dragged me to the ritual chamber. They forced the cruel "Blood Purification" on me. By the time he returned, I was gone. And our child was dead.

What happens when a half demon girl afflicted with nightmares, heir to the throne of the third realm of Hell, catches feelings for a fallen angel soldier, whose sole purpose is to hunt down and kill monsters such as herself? *** Ashton is plagued by nightmares. She’s cursed. With a simple touch she can see your fears. It proved to be quite lucrative under her mother’s manipulated hands until the bodies started piling up and whispers of her name traveled through the streets. Those whispers reached far and wide, catching unwanted attention. Seeking asylum at Mysteria Manor, a home for cursed girls, Ashton is kept hidden away hoping that those looking for her will lose interest. Little does she know is that there's a race to find her first. Being discovered by The Order's demon hunting soldiers, should mean death for Ashton. But they don't want to kill her. They want to use her. And by any means necessary, she will lead them to the demon they seek out. Her father. Working for the people that want nothing more than her kind dead is one this, but falling for the soldier that is assigned to keep her in line, is something else entirely. Carden is rude and cold, blames her for everything that goes wrong, but continues to save her on multiple occasions. Secret motives are revealed, unknown truths are heard and a choice is put upon Ashton. Continue trusting a fallen angel soldier that was assigned to collect her by any means, including making her fall in love with him, or to rule Hell with her family. Who will the daughter of blood and nightmares choose? Family or love? Heaven or Hell?

On the night she was sold for twenty billion, Eira chose death over bondage. A pureblood she-wolf—rare, cursed, and hunted—she had survived six years as a trafficked sex slave, believing her emotions long dead. But fate is cruel, and it has a twisted sense of humor. Because the Alphas who bought her are the same men who destroyed her life six years ago. Stormhowl Pack. Five sworn Alpha brothers. And one man who is her fated mate—the man she hates most. Bound by blood. Chained by hatred. Eira must survive the pack that wants to use her, break her, or kill her—while fighting the dangerous bond that ties her heart to her worst nightmare.

When I was seven years old, my younger brother went into anaphylactic shock after sneaking a handful of peanuts. Outside the emergency room, my mother slammed my head against the wall over and over, her face twisted with rage. "If you had been watching him like you were supposed to be, this never would have happened! You should be the one with a ruptured stomach, not him!" After that, whenever my brother so much as caught a cold, my mother forced me to eat spoiled leftovers as punishment. I once prepared an elaborate feast. She flipped the entire table and made me crawl on the floor to lick it clean. When I said I wanted to study culinary arts, she poured hot oil over my hands. My father wanted to send me to vocational school to learn a trade, but my mother clutched my brother to her chest and wailed. "She destroyed her brother's health! She owes him a lifetime of service!" When I was fifteen, my brother's gluttony cost my father an important business deal. I took the blame without even being asked, and the furious client forced me to drink more than half a gallon of hard liquor. By the time I was sent home with a bleeding stomach, my father had already scolded my brother. My mother took out her anger on me instead, slapping me so hard my ears rang and my vision went dark at the edges. "You useless thing! You should’ve choked to death at that table! I get sick just looking at you!" I coughed up black blood. From my pocket, I pulled out a piece of sour candy that had gone soft and sticky. It was the only treat my mother had ever given me with a smile, back before my brother's allergic reaction. I put the candy in my mouth and swallowed it down with the taste of stomach acid. The candy was so sour it made my throat burn. Whatever came next, I just hoped I would not have to be my family’s garbage disposal again.

Thalia Corsini's wedding night ends with seven bullets and her husband's blood soaking through her white dress. Rafael Torrisi dies in her arms before they can even consummate the marriage, and when she screams for help, nobody comes fast enough. Three days later, she's at another altar. Same family. Different brother. Dante Torrisi looks at her like she pulled the trigger herself. He's colder than Rafael ever was, more brutal, and infinitely more dangerous. Their marriage is a prison sentence designed to save a crumbling alliance between two crime families on the brink of war. But someone is still trying to kill Thalia. The attempts keep coming, a sniper's bullet, a car bomb, poison meant for her wine glass. Dante is forced to protect the woman he blames for his twin's death, and as they dig deeper into the murder, they realize Rafael might not have been the target at all. In a world where love is weakness and trust gets you killed, Thalia and Dante have to decide: destroy each other, or discover who really wanted her dead.

BLURB Elera's world crumbled on her wedding day - the day she was supposed to find her happily-ever-after. Her mate rejected her, her twin sister swooped in to claim the spotlight, and her father disowned her in a heartbeat. Abandoned and branded a rogue, Elera fled for her life, straight into the claws of her pack's sworn enemy. But the Alpha who captured her wasn't interested in revenge - at least, not the kind she expected. One look at her, and he was hooked. As they navigated a forbidden love, Elera found herself torn between loyalty and desire, and the Alpha found himself fighting against fate itself. But with the Moon Goddess herself set against them, can their love conquer all?

"You are my mate, Aurelia." "You are mine, Dabria." Two different people, two different creatures claimed me as theirs. One being my fated mate, the Werewolf king Reagan Darius. Another being the sour enemy of the werewolf Kingdom, the Vampire King Erix Drystan. I should be choosing my fated mate, the one the Moon Goddess chose for me. I should love him then why do I have this weird attraction towards that vampire? Why can't I see him hurt? Why didn't I try to fight back when he kidnapped me? Why? __________________________________ Aurelia Dabria, the daughter of the Midnight Pack Alpha. She is beautiful, charming and she was to find her mate soon. But on a unfaithful day, she was kidnapped. She should despise her kidnapper. But why is she getting attracted to him with days passing by? A story full of twists, love, emotion, betrayal and slow burn romance.

She was born without the sacred crescent mark that crowns the worthy. Reduced to shadows and servitude, Ashley Voss has spent her life protecting the only soul who ever showed her kindness: her half-sister Clara, the perfect Luna-to-be. But when the dangerously magnetic heir Damien Blackwood coldly declares his plan to impregnate Ashley in a ritual claiming and then discarding her to preserve Clara's purity, something ancient awakens. One stolen glance ignites an impossible true mate bond, a feral hunger neither can deny. Caught between loyalty to her sister, her father's wrath, and a desire that could shatter empires, Ashley must choose: safeguard the sister who deserves the crown or surrender to the brutal alpha who was never meant to crave the unmarked girl. One night of raw, desperate passion. One forbidden bite. And a deadly dawn duel where love will either rise victorious or bleed out on frozen ground.