Elf Mage Names Novels & Stories

In a world where Lycans reign, Sasha, born an Omega, faces a destiny entwined with betrayal, obsession, and dangerous secrets. Shunned after her father’s betrayal, she becomes the focus of Blake, the oldest Lycan Alpha, who harbors a perilous connection with her.As Sasha grapples with her submissive nature and the manipulative plans of Blake, she is thrust into a tumultuous journey of self-discovery. Faced with choices that challenge her programmed obedience, Sasha navigates war, encounters fairy realms, vampires, and witches. The more she learns about Blake’s family, the more she yearns to escape the life she unknowingly chose.Defying her Alpha, pack, and the goddess who shaped her fate, Sasha discovers that her path leads to a profound understanding of choice and sacrifice. In a gripping tale of transformation and resilience, Sasha learns that sometimes the ultimate sacrifice is necessary for the happiness of those she loves. *** This book has a strong narcissistic ML and this behavior is not condoned in any way from myself as an author or as a whole in this book. This is intended for 18+ and is a fantasy book about dark creatures. ***

The day I inherited Grandpa's "Peacemaker," I received a call from myself, ten years in the future. "Sienna, don't give that gun to Lorenzo." I obeyed without question. That night, forced to use his faulty Glock, Lorenzo was beaten into a vegetative state during a duel. Guilt nearly broke me, but my parents nursed me back to health. Or so I thought. "You idiot," my future self sneered. "It was a lie to get you on the operating table. They want your heart for your brother!" Finding a transplant agreement in my father's study, I publicly severed ties with the Morettis. Only later, after Lorenzo died from rejection, did I learn they just needed my rare blood, not my heart. I wanted to return and atone, but the phone rang again. "Your parents will kill you for honor. Don't go back." I waited. But instead of assassins, news arrived: the Morettis had been slaughtered by rivals. I bolted for home, only to be mowed down by a black sedan. As I died, I couldn't understand why my future self had orchestrated my end. Then I opened my eyes. I was back at the ceremony.

Minerva leisurely slept but when she woke up, she mysteriously possessed the body of a baby. How did it happen? As Minerva continued to live as the daughter of the famed Duke Ysmael Santi de Ivrea, she got the things that she hadn’t obtained in her previous life−family, friends, confidence, and noticeable existence. How far could Minerva go just to grasp the warmth that she finally obtained after so long?

Raised by a monster from Transamagei since being abandoned at birth, Zea is hunted down and forced to become a part of the Soul Stealers that killed his family and stole his name. Everything he has known no longer exists. Moon is nothing but a demon with a false name and a murderous desire to slaughter and devour anyone who stands in his way of becoming a true Soul Stealer. Having to work with the young Soul who killed his father, Moon must carry out his own Mission to earn his survival; capture the illusive White Wolf and her family. But as the sinister truth behind the capture is discovered, Moon must decide if his life and those of his friends are worth more than what is morally right.

I was sitting at the police station. My landlord scolded me harshly and pointed at my nose. Out of nowhere, my mother called and berated me mercilessly. “Chloe went to your place and disappeared! Did you lose her?!” “I know you’ve had grudges against me and your brother all these years, but how could you take it out on your niece?” In my previous cycle, when my mother told me Chloe was missing, I panicked and searched for her everywhere. Instead of helping, my mom and brother’s entire family dragged me to court without hesitation. I could not understand it. Chloe disappeared on her way to my place. How was that my fault? I begged the police to clear my name and review all the surveillance footage in the city. But the footage showed Chloe arriving at my door that day, and I opened the door for her. After that, she was gone, as if she had vanished into thin air. I stared blankly at the footage of her hopping cheerfully into my apartment. I had no way to explain myself. My sister-in-law lost it. She was convinced I had killed Chloe and threw boiling oil at my face in a fit of rage. I ended up in the hospital. I was disfigured and completely crushed, both physically and emotionally. No matter how hard I tried, I could not recall ever opening the door for Chloe. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Chloe disappeared.

At three in the morning, my husband, Nolan Thomson, started talking in his sleep. "My baby, be good. Daddy's getting you and Mommy a new house tomorrow." I shot awake. We'd always used protection. What baby? I shoved his shoulder. "What did you just say?" He rolled over, eyes still shut. "Just a nightmare. Dreamed some client was chasing me over money." I didn't push it. In the dark, I grabbed his phone and unlocked it. Three months ago, there was a $50,000 transfer. [Down payment.] [Recipient: Kelsey Ward.] I searched her name. The first thing on her feed was an ultrasound photo. [Our little angel has been on the way. Daddy says we'll be living in a big house by the time you're here.] Posted the day after Nolan sent the money. I screenshotted everything and sent it straight to my dad. [Dad, your perfect son-in-law didn't just cheat. He got another woman pregnant. I want him walking away with nothing.]

"You can't have all three Alpha's to yourself." They said. I smirked and made All three mine. I never expected this transmigrating into the world of my favorite BL novel where I suddenly find myself in the shoes of a character caught between three hot, powerful alpha wolves. The original MC chose one—one out of the three. I always hated that. They were all perfect in their own right. Why should I choose just one when I can have them all? Now, in this new life, I’m determined to rewrite fate. No longer bound by the rules of the story I knew so well, I’m here to change the game. The three alphas. Cayden, Ryan, and Levi are mine to claim. I’m not going to let fate limit me to one. I’m going to make them all fall for me. I’m going to make them realize they all want me too. And once they do, I’ll have my pick... but not just one. The thing is, it's not as easy as it looked as staying in a body that's not yours is hard to maintain and what will happen when the owner wants his body back? There are challenges, enemies, and secrets lurking in the shadows, and I have to stay one step ahead. If I’m going to get all three of them, I’ll need to play my cards carefully. The pressure of the whole world watching only adds to the weight on my shoulders.. I want them all..Every single one of them. I won’t stop until they’re mine, and I’m theirs.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE TO COME NEAR ME, BASTARD!” she screamed on top of her lungs as he kept walking towards like a hunter walking towards its prey meanwhile he took off all his clothing and stood straight in front of her in his naked glory revealing his perfectly carved muscular body. "I warned you to stay out of it but…. You… you are too fucking stubborn to listen me” he said staring deep in her eyes. "Yo.. you..are a fucking monster!” She said with pure rage filled in her eyes in the meantime she struggled to free her hands from handcuff which were attached to ceiling "After tonight you’ll see me as even worst then a monster, Victoria!” he replied by smashing his dark pink lips on her red one and started suck them like a manic meanwhile his hands started tearing out every single piece of clothing from her body until she was left with nothing. "Tonight, I will kill you bitch…” he said pulling away from their kiss as his hands started torturing her delicate body by digging his nails. Follow ‘Damaged and Dangerous’ to know more about story of love, betrayal, infidelity, hurt and revenge -CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT (18+), STRONG ABUSE AND WHOLE LOT OF TORTURE ACTS. SO KINDLY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Emily Danvers is the portrait of perfection like any bride should be. Bound by blood but haunted by duty and desire. One reckless touch of ruin dares to challenge her world like a thief in the night. Sending her spiraling into a quest of lust and self discovery. Will Emily choose to shatter the chains of familiarity or be casted to the dark side forevermore in this intoxicating romance.

I was three months pregnant when our enemies ambushed me on a private drive in Manhattan’s East Side. A bullet punched through the window. Glass buried itself in my shoulder. With the last bit of strength I had, I hit the Moretti family’s encrypted distress signal and called my husband, Adrian Moretti, for help. He didn’t come. Later, I found out he had pulled the Moretti family’s best trauma surgeon and security detail away that night to stay with his old flame, Evelyn Langdon. She had just lost her husband. She was carrying his child. She said a nightmare had left her gasping for air. I lost our baby in the emergency room. When I woke up, the first thing I saw was Evelyn’s new post. [Some people don’t need to ask. He’ll still drop everything and come running. Thank you, A. You always know what I need most.] In the photo, Adrian was kneeling by her bed, fastening the ruby necklace around her throat. The same necklace he had promised me for our tenth anniversary. I didn’t cry. I didn’t make a scene. I called Professor Clark. “Professor, I’ll take the classified seat at the Artemis Northern Institute. Start the Black Ice Protocol. Wipe my public identity as soon as possible.”