Dabi Arms Novels & Stories

Ryat Briggs, a sex-addict CEO of Catalyst Investments, the top-ranked investment company in USA. Tiffany Roberts, a scholarship student at Stanford university, studying Law. The worlds of these two collided after Tiffany's boyfriend—Zach, broke up with her at the college's Halloween party. With a bottle of alcohol in hand, Tiffany cried on Dumbarton bridge where the horny CEO Ryat accidentally met her at. The gravitational pull was undeniable. Crying in his arms stirred dirty, dark desires in Ryat's crotch. Tiffany didn't hesitate—the unspoken circumstances were beyond her control. In a heartbeat, she fell on the devil's bed, moaning and crying for more. ...

Danika’s life takes a drastic turn after the death of her father. Her Step-brother keeps her locked up and drugged. He plans to turn her into a breeding machine. An attempt to escape lands her in the arms of the Alpha king. Alpha Alfanso offers her a deal; be his breeder, no feelings involved,no attachment in exchange for freedom and vengeance. Driven by hatred and the lust for revenge, she agrees. But nothing goes the way it's planned. Alfonso finds himself falling for Danika. Then comes the bond that threatens to destroy the peace Alfonso has sacrificed so much for. Is there a chance for something Special to bloom between them or is there love doomed to end in separation?

Seen by few living, Alpha Killian Desmond is whispered about throughout the world, his cruel reputation proven countless times. The ferocity of this man and his pack have been the source of many legends and nightmares. Most who have met him, have died at his hands. Claire Miller has lived a simple life as the daughter of the Beta in her pack. As the Moon Ball approaches, and every pack in the United States gather to meet, the sense of dread building inside of her grows.What will happen when Claire is thrown into the arms of the most ferocious and cruel Alpha known to man? Will she prove to be the exception to his malicious ways? Or will she suffer the same fate as countless others.

Betrayed, Disowned and Rejected, Aubrey decides to end it all only to wake up a few days later and was informed that she was the long lost princess of the Lycan's which explained why she had no wolf. Audrey who was believed to be useless is sought after by her old pack to redeem their pack when they learned from the oracle that she was the only one that could lift the curse. With power now in her hands, she returns with only one thought in her mind, RUIN BLOOD MOON PACK! would she do that she had groomed herself to do for years or would she fall back into the arms of the man that had ruined her life in one day?

"I will let your father go, on one condition!" shouted the man named Mark, without looking at the girl who was prostrating at his feet. "I will do anything as long as you let my father go!" "Become my maid, and do whatever I ask! Whatever it is!" said Mark emphatically. A sweet girl named Melody, inevitably becomes a maid for a cruel mafia named Mark. The man took Melody wherever he went so he could calm himself in Melody's arms whenever anger came over him. Mark, with his rude and angry attitude, always hurts Melody. Will Melody survive and continue to be by Mark's side?

Charlotte's world shatters when her engagement to George ends in betrayal by her half-sister Eva. Seeking solace in the vibrant nightlife of Arcadia City, Charlotte, accompanied by her confidante Isabella, finds herself in the arms of Sebastian, whom she mistakes for a nightclub PR. Their passionate encounter leads to unexpected feelings. Meanwhile, George relentlessly pursues Charlotte, and Eva's jealousy intensifies. Charlotte later discovers that her one-night stand, Sebastian, is not just any nightclub employee but the CEO of a powerful conglomerate—and her ex's enigmatic uncle. As their complicated connection unfolds, Charlotte must confront her past and redefine her future amidst tangled family ties and societal expectations.

To find the missing fake heiress, my family forced me to undergo a memory extraction. They were convinced that I had bullied her for the past three years and driven her to run away. I gave a bitter smile and let them continue. As the memories surfaced one after another, the truth became clear. I was the one who had been bullied all along. My parents, overcome with guilt, clutched my hands so tightly they nearly fainted. My brother’s eyes were bloodshot, his teeth grinding until he drew blood. In their arms, I looked up in confusion and asked softly, “Who are you?”

In a deadly game of spies and dealers, trust is the ultimate weapon—and love the most dangerous betrayal. Sabrina is a cold, detached assassin, trained to infiltrate, manipulate, and eliminate without hesitation. But her latest mission is different: Viktor, a sadistic arms dealer with a dangerous empire, is her target. What begins as a professional operation soon turns into a psychological nightmare. Viktor has secrets of his own and plays a twisted game, pushing her to her limits with violence and manipulation. As Sabrina is drawn deeper into his dark world, she begins to lose herself, torn between completing the mission and the suffocating love Viktor offers. She must decide: escape or join him in the darkness.

She thought she was loved at first, but she soon realized that wasn't the case. She was nothing more than a duplicate, a doppelganger, and a stand-in for them. And when the original reappeared, she had no choice but to vanish...... He thought he'd spend the rest of his damned life alone, in pain and loneliness, until she delivered herself to him on a silver platter one day. He will do anything to have her in his arms, even if it means denying her many identities. To have him by her side, she will shed her adversary's blood and bury whoever threatens her happiness. They will defy the heavens and fight against the world to be together.

Four days after my death, my four-year-old daughter finally sensed that something was terribly wrong. The fridge door slammed into her forehead when she tried to get a snack. Normally, I would've been there in a heartbeat—arms open, kisses ready, whispering, "You're okay, sweetheart, Mommy's here." But this time, I just lay on the bed, cold and still.​ She didn't understand. She thought the sweet treat would make me respond. So she held the final piece of chocolate up to my mouth. "Here, Mommy. Have some chocolate..." But I didn't even blink. She climbed into my arms, clutching my clothes tightly. "Mommy... Mommy, wake up..." She waited for me to stroke her hair, to tell her that everything was going to be fine. There was only silence.​ Completely lost and scared, she found my phone. "Daddy, why is Mommy still sleeping?" she asked, her voice filled with desperation.​ In response, Oliver sent a photo of himself having Christmas Eve dinner with his childhood sweetheart. His voice was icy cold when he replied, "She's just sleeping, not dead. It's Christmas Eve, and I'm busy. Tell her to stop playing games and come apologize when she's done sulking." Then he hung up.​ But when the truth finally hit Oliver—when the coroner's report came, when the police knocked on his door right in the middle of his laughter, when he realized I'd been lying dead for four days while he toasted—he broke.