Cat Lucifer

They say nuns are off-limits. I call that a challenge. They say obsession is a sin. I stopped counting sins when blood became my business. She says I’m a sinner. She’s not wrong. But when I have her whispering confessions against my skin that would make Lucifer himself blush, what does that make her? A firecracker wrapped in a habit. All rosaries and rebellion, thinking she can drive me away with Scripture and that ice-cold stare. Amusing. Her holy water won't wash away what I do to those round tits. She's not a bride of Christ yet. And the harder she prays for salvation, the more determined I am to show her what real worship feels like. They say God answers all prayers. But in my city, prayers come to me first. Her vows or my empire. Heaven or my hell. The choice was never really hers to make. God may forgive me, but she won’t.

Kill or be killed: That was the motto of a predator and a prey. Turns out that was the same motto in love and relationships. Walking in on my fiancee making out with someone else was the last straw it took for me to break but to save myself the humiliation, I couldn't let the huge proposal I had planned out go to waste. What happens when the stranger I had forced a ring on turned out to be the Capobastone of the Ndrangheta Clan? Even worse, my ex boyfriend was involved in the mafia and the stranger was his boss. Fate twisted and lies were uncovered and I was caught up in a little cat and rat chase with a Mafia boss and there was no hope for me getting out. His words sealed my fate: "Now i didn't force this ring on myself, you did. Might as well add more meaning to it.”

To save his childhood sweetheart, who had a congenital heart condition, my husband tricked me into signing an organ donation agreement. Then he got into a truck and ran me over right in front of the hospital. Barely clinging to life, Elliot Carter tore my heart from my chest. When my body was wheeled out of the operating room, Alan Yates came crashing to my side like a man gone mad. Seeing the gaping hole where my heart used to be, he screamed and wept: "I'm sorry… I was too late… If there's another life, I'll never let you suffer like this again…" Tears fell exactly where my heart had been, and somehow, I even felt a flicker of warmth. He spun around and ran back into the operating room. When he came out again, Elliot and Jessica Foster were lying in a pool of blood. Alan, meanwhile, had slashed his own wrist to die with me. On his deathbed, he ordered that we be buried together. Then I opened my eyes. I had been reborn. Before me stood Elliot, dressed in a wedding gown, holding a bouquet, and proposing. I flung the flowers in his face and turned to embrace Alan in the crowd. However, only a year and a half into our marriage, he changed. Alan began openly pairing up with Jessica, letting her move into our home. Worse, he claimed that our cat's mating season had disturbed Jessica's sleep, and so he allowed her to run over the cat I had raised for seven years. I could not believe it. This was not the man who had loved me so deeply in my previous life. My eyes blazing, I demanded, "What's wrong with you?" However, Alan's gaze was icy. "Nothing. I just don't love you anymore."

After being forced to donate the blood from my heart to my Alpha's beloved witch, I die in the cottage that he'd built for me. Before my death, my five-year-old daughter runs to the castle in the forest to beg him thrice. The first time, she runs into the study and tells him I'm coughing up blood. My mate, Alpha Alaric sneers. "Is this one of Clara's new tricks? I can't believe she taught a child to lie!" He orders his attendant to take our daughter away. The second time, she knocks on the door cautiously and tells him I'm trembling all over. Alaric snorts contemptuously. "What's with the act? All I did was take some of her blood, not gouge her heart out. She'll heal on her own soon enough!" Once again, his attendant chases our daughter out. The third time, she kneels by the study door and weeps, saying that I'm already unconscious. She begs Alaric to save me. This time, he gets mad. He grabs her by the arm and throws her out of the castle. "I told you your mother won't die! Lie to me again, and I'll kick her out of the Wolffang Pack. She can die at the hands of those Rogues!" He breaks her arm in the process, and she clutches it. She has no choice but to pass the family heirloom—a ring—that represents her identity as the Wolffang Pack's heiress to a passing merchant. "I can give you everything valuable I have, Mr. Merchant! I don't want to be an heiress—I just want my mother to stay alive!" The merchant accepts the ring and soon brings a herbalist. However, Alaric's beloved witch, Elena has him taken away. "Sorry, but your father is worried that I'll be upset because my darling black cat is sick. He's ordered all of the herbalists in the pack to focus on treating my cat first." She snorts. "Your mother can wait."

Serene Rivera is the Princess of Mafia Don Alexander Rivera. The world she grow up is drenched with blood and bodies. To the outside world, she looks like she is a pampered princess, but behind the closed doors, she is a puppet. ..... "You are going to marry Dante Volcov. Your engagement is in a month" Alexander announced one evening near their dining table. Serene bit her lip hard to suppress the fear that ran down her spine. Her palms became clammy with sweat, and her eyes are stinging with unshed tears. If Alexander is a monster, Dante is whispered to be the reincarnation of Lucifer himself. Serene barely survived Alexander's cruelty, she is sure she is going to die if she marry Dante. Dante, the man who is her father's second in command, and malicious, cunning and the cruelest man she has ever seen. After all, she has known Dante Volcov for the last fifteen years of her life. She is just twenty now, while he is 29. She did what she could do, she ran away

Vivian Kane is a ghost in the digital underworld, slipping into Alessandro Costello’s world like she’s always been there. She lifts his wallet with a swipe of her fingers, and just like that, she’s not only hacked his systems—she’s hacked his life. Alessandro Costello doesn’t do forgiveness. She’s made it personal, and now he’s out for blood. He’s ready to turn her life into a living nightmare, using every dirty trick he knows to make her regret ever crossing him. What starts as a simple theft quickly spirals into something far darker. They’re trapped in a high-stakes game of cat and mouse, where every touch and taunt turns up the heat until it’s a steamy, no-holds-barred battle of lust and dirty games. In this twisted mind-fuck, trust is a luxury neither can afford.

"I TOLD YOU THERE WON'T BE LAST WARNING" his agitation increased and scars dominated his face. his claws lengthened snappily while Alex was still staring. I only felt that flashy air as Alex got pulled up. Before I knew what was happening, he had hurled him against the wall and had a hole in his chest. "I'm sorry, A-A-Alex is gone...... ****************************************** Sebastian was a mythical vampire who fell for me and was ready to devour anyone else who wants me. I died in a car crash but not even heaven or hell accepted me because I haven't completed my longevity. Lucifer, the angel of hell had arrived to take me with him because he adored me when I died. The Almighty felt like my presence would change him and his legacy so... I got reincarnated to earth as an angel. After my reincarnation, I met Sebastian, a non-ordinary vampire who wouldn't live to see me taken away by Lucifer.

"You are more than enough for me, Mia Cara. I wish you would know how much." She was running from one devil but fell straight into the arms of another. Miabella Dennison thought marrying Matteo Valdrighi was her way out. He was rich, charming, and just enough to piss off her toxic family. But then his older brother walked in, Rafael Valdrighi, and became the only man who ever looked at her like she was more than just a doll to be moved around. Rafael wasn’t supposed to care, but she also wasn’t supposed to fall. Now, she’s trapped between two brothers, one who owns her life, and the other who’s starting to own her heart. And when the cat is let out the bag, Miabella will have to decide: Is love worth breaking every rule for?

A heartless Alpha King, Valle, is bound by a centuries-old curse that fuels his ruthless ambition. Unbeknownst to him, his destined mate, Alexa, holds the key to breaking the curse. Sold into marriage by her greedy father, Alexa finds herself entangled in a web of power struggles, ancient prophecies, and forbidden love. As Valle's cruelty intensifies, Alexa flees to the human world, where she finds solace in a new life and an unlikely ally, Leonard. But when Valle discovers her whereabouts, a dangerous game of cat and mouse ensues. As the stakes rise, Alexa must confront the darkness of her past and the secrets that surround her. With the help of unexpected allies, she must choose between reclaiming her rightful place in the wolfdom and forging a new future with the man she loves. Will Valle overcome his cursed fate and claim his true mate, or will the forces of power and deception tear them apart forever?

Ivory spent her whole life certain her childhood best friend Caden was her fated mate. When he bonds with someone else, she doesn't shatter — she simply goes hollow. She walks away, builds a quiet life in the human world: a bakery, an apartment, a cat named Fig. Then her brother is falsely accused of a crime threatening inter-pack war, and she's forced home. Crescent Ridge has changed. Her father has stepped down, replaced by Rhett — composed, strategic, and unsettlingly perceptive. He has no mate. And he's noticed her. Just as something real begins to form between them, a delegation arrives from a neighboring pack — carrying the truth about who the Moon Goddess actually chose for Ivory. It's the last person she'd want. And the one person Rhett would call an enemy.