Chained Up

At a young age, Faerie White feels less than free. As the oldest daughter of the struggling White family, she is used to being trampled on by her powerhungry father, her jealous stepmother, and her wicked half-sister-all those would-be conquerors within the family. With her dear mother literally hanging onto life and with imminent financial ruin hovering over the family like a dark storm cloud, Fae is given an icy ultimatum: either marry a notorious first-class playboy or subject her own mother to wait until medical attention comes to a standstill. But then, life has a different direction that it can take her. Richard Gold is the wheelchair-bound heir no one takes seriously. Fae sees something else in him: a man with fire behind those silent eyes. In an offer that has him proposing a marriage of convenience and also offering to cover her mother's medical expenses, Fae produces a life-altering decision. What she doesn't expect, however, is that Richard's secret power isn't the hobbled recluse that everyone assumes that he is. He hides from a world that determines his worth purely based on his status as the secret power behind a multi-billion empire. Unknowingly, Fae has married the king of it all. As she evolves from drowning daughter to dominating wife, Fae learns to wield power in her own right. Taking on corporate espionage, family betrayal, and identity theft in the heat of a high-end kitchen. Through love, lies, and freedom wars, she destroys all the lies that once chained her down. But when the ultimate secret drops-about her real father and the fortune she is about to inherit the enemies come rising from every corner and even love will have to be put to the test.

Nora Hale didn’t come to Willowfall looking for magic, monsters, or fate. She came to disappear. At twenty-four, Nora is a veterinarian with a kind heart, a quiet nature, and scars no one can see. Fleeing an abusive past, she leaves everything behind for a run-down house on the edge of a small town and a chance to start over near her grandmother. Willowfall seems peaceful enough, wrapped in forest and folklore, until the nights fill with howls and the townspeople whisper about beasts that shouldn’t exist. When Nora discovers a massive black wolf chained and bleeding in the woods, her instincts override her fear. She frees him, heals him, and unknowingly alters the course of her life forever. The wolf disappears before dawn, but his piercing blue eyes haunt her, lingering in her thoughts long after he’s gone. Colton Grimfang is the Alpha of a powerful werewolf pack and a leader forged by duty and violence. Quiet, intimidating, and fiercely fair, he has protected his people for years by keeping their secret hidden. He never expected his fated mate to be human, nor to find her bleeding courage and compassion into the heart of a world that should never touch hers. As rogue wolves stalk the forest and hunters rise from the shadows, Nora is drawn deeper into a dangerous truth. Her past resurfaces in the form of a man who refuses to let her go, and the pack she never knew exists is divided over her place among them. Bound by fate and threatened by war, Nora must decide whether love is worth the cost of leaving her humanity behind, while Colton faces the ultimate choice between his pack and the woman who owns his soul.

My name is Kemira, and I am an omega. I was blamed for my Luna’s death as a wolf-less pup. My true mate turned out to be the Alpha’s son who rejected me instantly. Now, I am bound to the former Alpha’s sick, twisted games and torture. As penance for my sins. When the Lycan King arrives, he finds me chained and beaten. Though he refuses the bond, he can’t deny our connection. Can he? .... “Oh goddess!” I moan as my heat surges. “What is it? More pain?” He asks as I take his hand, moving it to my pulsating core. I need his touch. “Kemira, I can’t.” He fights his lycan as I grind on his hand in the ice bath. “Please. I need you.” I beg him and his lycan. “Takoa.” His hand slides down my stomach. The coolness contrasts against my burning heat. His fingers slide between my wet folds. Circling my nub. “Yes… goddess, yes!” I moan as his pace quickens. He slides a thick finger inside me. “More. Please.” I moan. He adds a second finger. Feeling my p8ssy stretch. Trying to take him. “You feel so good, baby.” He whispers, stroking me faster. I grip the tub as his free hand massages then squeezes my n9pple. I gasp arching into him. “Takoa!” I moan falling apart. He doesn’t stop until I collapse against him. He pulls his fingers from my core and licks them clean. “So delicious” He whispers.

Abandoned as a newborn on the edge of rogue territory, the female lead never knew a mother’s touch or a father's protection. She was raised among outcasts—rogues feared and despised by the werewolf packs. Though life was brutal, it was all she knew. Despite their coldness, she learned to survive, hunting like a shadow and fighting with a ferocity that belied her soft features. But one truth haunted her every breath: at nineteen, she still hadn’t shifted. No wolf. No bond. No howl. To the rogues, she became an oddity. An embarrassment. A burden. Whispers turned into suspicion. Some claimed she was cursed. Others swore she was human. But her instincts screamed otherwise—especially under a full moon, when her body trembled and her veins burned with an unknown power. Everything unraveled when a visiting beta from a powerful pack, known for his cruelty, sensed a faint bond and tried to claim her. When she rejected him publicly, his pride cracked. In revenge, he spun a web of lies, calling her a witch, a traitor, a danger to everyone around her. Without a trial, the rogues chose exile. But they didn’t stop there. To appease the packs and protect their own hides, they sold her. Chained like an animal and dragged into the world beyond the rogue borders, she was labeled a slave, her identity erased. She was passed from master to master; beaten, starved, and silenced. Yet something inside her refused to break. With every insult, every chain, her soul burned hotter. Stronger. And then, one night, in the deepest hour of despair, her wolf howled. The world will regret what it did to her. Because she is no mere rogue… She is the Luna fate forgot and the one destiny has been waiting for.

That fragile and innocent girl, whom molested because she aims to protect her family. She was harassed and molested by those low-life gangsters for the loan interest she borrowed. Her innocence was stolen, she’s deprived of being herself as she was when her family is well and happy. That demon living inside him, his kingdom of hell, and his world of loathsome desire chasing richness among other evil minds. The mastermind of ruthless crimes and terrorism. This demon became a hero, a savior to a helpless lady, that alley witnessed every heroic thing that demon ever made to save and help that girl. A CHANGE OF FATE, A LADY THAT IS SAVED FFROM THE VERGE F DEATH AND LATER ON BECAME OF A WIFE OF THE MOST RUTHLESS AND FEARED MAFIA KING HECTOR HERRERA, A BILLIONAIRE HELL OWNER. QUINN NOVA’S LIFE WAS ALTERED AS SHE BECAME THE QUEEN OF THE MAFIA WORLD AFTER HECTOR SAVED HER FROM THOSE LOWLIFE GANGTERS BECAUSE OF THE MONEY. SHE AND HECTOR BECAME A POWERFUL COUPLE AND RULED THE MAFIA WORLD BUT AS THEIR VICIOUS LIFE REIGNING THAT THRONE WITH BUSINESSES THAT DEALS OVERSEAS ILLEGALLY, HER HUSBAND DIED DUE TO AN AMBUSH, AN ACCIDENT THAT CHANGE ONCE AGAIN HER WHOLE LIFE. GIOVANNI CERVANTES, A MYSTERIOUS GUY KNOWN TO BE ONE OF THE TOP JOURNALISTS IN A PUBLISHING COMPANY. DESTINY PLAYED HIM AN MET NOVA IN AN ACCIDENT. YET PUZZLED, HE DECIDED TO HELP NOVA REGAIN HER REIGN INSPITE OF HIS FAMILY BACKGROUND AND FIND THE TRAITOR THAT CAUSE HER HUSBAND'S LIFE. WILL NOVA BE ABLE TO TURN THE TABLE AND FIND HECTOR’S KILLER? WILL SHE BE FINALLY FREE FROM THE CHAINED AND SHADOW OF ARRANGE MARRRIAGE SHE HAD AND CREATE AWONDERFUL IFE WITH GIOVANNI EVEN THOUGH THE HERRRERA CLAN IS AGAINST IT.

"I'm going to slice you open, take out your guts, and put them in a bowl if you don't release me now!" Briar KingBear yelled at her captors, rattling her chains. "All that fire, and you still deny me what you know is mine? I can help you with that, Love.” Artemis gave her a lustful glance. "Don't even think about it. If you kill your brother, how will you enjoy torturing your brother yourself?" She growled at him. "We keep you because you entertain us. You have been chained to that pole due to your own foolishness. Now you won't be able to escape your duty or your fate.”Artemis, the wonderful son of the Alpha who kidnapped her. What will you do when Rei hears I'm here, and you have gone against his wishes? He is the next Alpha to leads us, not you!” Briar screamed. "If Rei could only see how pathetic you have become in captivity, he'd spit on you as well." Artemis spat at her. "I may not. have known my Wolf long, but she is stronger than you think. Maybe I'm luring you into a false sense of security." Briar snapped back at him. "No matter, he will be too late to save you from my mark.”Artemis leveled his gaze on her, slowly walking in her direction. "What are you doing? If you do this, Rei will die! Your brother will be dead!" Briar yelled through her tears. "Everyone dies some time. Believe me, it's his time.”Artemis laughed a psychotic look in his eyes. Briar knew she was in trouble.

“I can feel your fear. Your heat. The way your sweet little cunt clenches before I even touch it. You’re not afraid of the beast, Kaerith… You’re starving for him.” He forces her legs wide, claws digging into her hips, pinning her down like prey. The head of his cock—thick, ridged, inhuman—presses against her dripping entrance, teasing her folds, soaking in her slick. “Now spread wider,” he hisses. “And let the beast feed.” — Kaerith—an omega, daughter of the last great Lycan Alpha—was born with the rarest curse of all. She was meant to be ransomed, not enslaved. Now, she’s chained inside Murnokh—a kingdom made of bone and nightmare. A slave. A plaything. A feeding source for Gorvane. Gorvane doesn’t make love. He fucks angrily. He devours. And no one survives it. King Gorvane, a Dreadborn, of the Kingdom of Murnokh, who died as a result of betrayal, rose from a battlefield soaked in centuries of rage. And now, he owns her. He touches her thoughts. Her fear. Her pain. Her buried rage. And he drinks it. But something in Kaerith cracks his hunger. It weakens him. It entices him. And when he finally takes her, it’s not just to feed—it’s to claim. She was never meant to survive his touch. Now, she’s the only thing keeping him sane. He doesn’t understand her softness. Her silence. Her refusal to scream. He’s built to feed on the wreckage of the human heart. But she is making him forget how to starve, how to rage, how to hate. Real love is poison to his kind. Their love is forbidden and if she discovers his True Name—the very grief that birthed him—she will have the power to destroy him… Or to set him free.

I never wanted a mate. Not in a world where power meant everything, where the strong ruled and the weak were nothing but pawns. But fate had other plans for me—dark, twisted, and utterly unforgiving. The Alpha King, Lyran, was a legend among werewolves—a beast in battle and an insatiable conqueror in bed. His touch was both a blessing and a curse, The Alpha King, looked into my eyes passionately, Drew me closer by his side, till I get really wet. He began to advance very quickly by dipping his hands into my drilling wet pussy, that made me squirt crazily and hummed without limits. Oh shit, I was his mate, Alpha Lyran, had so many Lycans, and Omegas as his sexual slaves, but his name alone made Luna queens and Omegas drop to their knees. He was ruthless, powerful, and untamed. But he had never met someone like me. For five years, I hid in the shadows, biding my time, sharpening my hatred. My parents were murdered in the brutal war between Lord Nazgus and the sorcerer king, Maharajah. I was only seventeen when everything was taken from me. And now, in the Greko Pack—a kingdom split into seven districts where power decides who lives and who dies—I am nothing more than prey. Until Alpha Lyran claims me. He believes I am just another Omega, a plaything to be used and discarded. He has no idea the monster he has chained to his bed. Because I am no ordinary shifter. I am the last of my kind—the deadliest of them all. A creature feared even in whispered legends. A Wereraven and a Lycan hybrid. And when I rise, not even the Alpha King himself will be able to tame me.

SAVAGE LOVE GENRE: Romance By, Tamar writes PROLOGUE Amour sniffed back her tears as she watched the scene before her. Never in her life would she have imagined getting herself in this situation she currently was. It felt like a never ending nightmare. The sound of footsteps was what rented the room, it was coming from a tall figure, his gaze never left the man that was tied down on a chair with both his hands chained down on the table The figure held a sharp silver colored knife in his hand, twirling as if it was his play toy, a vicious smirk playing on his lips Every step he took instilled fear and panic inside the man that was tied down. “Boss please forgive me! I was drunk so I thought she was one of the clan's whóre I swear I didn't know she was yours" The man begged like his life depended on it. "Which hand did you use to touch her" Aurelio spoke calmly. "My.. My.. L-Left-" He wasn't chanced to finish his sentence when Aurelio cut off his left hand completely. Blood splashed on his cheek as it began bumping out of the man's hand. "Aargh!!!" The agonizing cry from the man echoed in the room as he peed on himself. Aurelio turned to Amour who looked horrified with the scene she just witnessed. His hands found his way to her neck and he gripped it tightly, bringing her face close to his so he could have a clear view of the terrified look on her face. "This Is just the highest level of my kindness compared to what I can do. Remember this, you're mine! Mine to touch, mine to f**k, mine to do whatever I want with... No one else... But me"

"He drags me from wall to table to wall again, like he can’t decide which surface deserves this. Wood bites my spine, the table squeals... His hands are everywhere, rough, greedy, feral. He palms my throat, my jaw, my hips. He fists a hand in my hair and angles my mouth... The kiss is vicious. He grinds me open with it... 'Kneel,' he says. The command is a shove under the skin. My legs fold. It’s humiliating how fast I go and how much I love myself for it." He owns my mouth. My body. My fucking soul. But I never said he could have my heart. Eli’s been chained before and it damn near killed him. So when he’s caught running through Blackthorn pack lands by Ronan Vale, the savage Alpha of Blackthorn, he's horrified when the brute marks and claims him. But Ronan doesn’t just bite. He binds. With ropes, with rules, with a voice that makes Eli's knees go weak and a touch that turns resistance into hunger. The bond between them is feral. And Eli hates how much he wants it, how much he wants Ronan, even when he has him spread out and shaking, marked and owned, begging to be filled so he’ll stop feeling empty. Eli swore no one would ever own him again. Then came the Alpha whose bond feels like a brand and a promise all at once. He hates how much he wants it. Ronan’s voice. Ronan’s hands. Ronan’s brutal, worshipful need. This isn’t love, it’s obsession. And Eli is afraid that he's starting to like it.