Ellis Stevens Mga Nobela at Kwento

Genre: Dark Romance, Billionaire, BDSM, Mafia, Dual Identity Blurb: By day, Nora Ellis is the efficient, sharp-tongued secretary to the elusive billionaire, David Reid. By night, she becomes Mistress Scarlet – the masked dominatrix who commands The Red Room. Her two lives never touch. Until the night her boss walks into her world as a new client. David's no stranger to control: by day, he's the ruthless CEO with a hidden mafia empire; by night, he's her most demanding client, unaware the masked submissive he craves is the woman who knows his every secret. What starts as forbidden pleasure turns into a dangerous obsession, one that blurs the lines between power, pain, and love. As enemies close in and Nora’s past resurfaces, she must decide which part of herself to save… the woman he commands, or the woman who could destroy him. Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit BDSM scenes (including dominance/submission dynamics, impact play, restraint, and sensory deprivation), graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, kidnapping attempts, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, alcohol use, and themes of secrecy, betrayal, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised – safe, sane, and consensual practices are emphasized, but content may be intense for some.

Vivian Cole has always believed that the law is built on truth. As the brilliant personal assistant and junior lawyer to the formidable Damien Blackwood, managing partner of Blackwood & Vale, she's determined to make her mark through hard work, integrity, and unwavering ambition. Everything changes when a woman presumed dead for four years walks back into the firm carrying secrets capable of destroying powerful people. Within hours, a violent attack forces Vivian into hiding alongside her enigmatic boss, the mysterious Clara Whitmore, and Roman Ellis—a ruthless attorney from a rival law firm whose fearless approach to life is as dangerous as it is irresistible. As they race to unravel a conspiracy rooted in the infamous Morrison case, hidden betrayals, corrupt alliances, and a traitor lurking within the legal world threaten to destroy them long before the truth can be exposed. Caught between two extraordinary men, Vivian finds herself pulled in opposite directions. Damien offers the safety of unwavering loyalty, quiet devotion, and a love that protects. Roman awakens the reckless side she never knew existed, tempting her toward a passion fueled by risk, ambition, and dangerous desire. With every secret uncovered, the line between justice and revenge begins to blur, and Vivian must decide whether to follow the path that feels secure... or the one that could cost her everything. In a world where trust is fragile, love is complicated, and betrayal wears the face of a friend, the most dangerous attachment may not be to the truth—but to the people willing to risk everything for it.

Nova Ellis has three problems. The first is Drey — her best friend, the boy who held her together when her dad died. She doesn't love him that way. She doesn't. But somehow they ended up in a school restroom doing things best friends should never do, promised each other never again, and have broken that promise five times. Five. They keep saying last time like either of them actually means it. The second is the letter. Three pages of everything she has ever felt for Leo Carter — the sweet parts, the embarrassing parts, the midnight fantasy parts that should never have left her diary. Handed to the wrong person by accident. Read out loud. Every word. The third is Rhys Caldwell. The boy who read that letter with a straight face. The boy she planned to avoid forever. The boy now living in her stepfather's house, down the hall, separated by one very thin wall. Same house. Same dinner table. Same dangerous, electric, completely impossible situation. Nova had one plan this year. One boy. One letter. She didn't plan for any of this. But the real question is — How long can you share a home with someone who already knows your deepest secret before you give them something even more dangerous? Your heart.

For ten long years, Ravelle Celeste Branson kept her identity as the sole heiress of Branson Group tightly hidden for the sake of an illusion of genuine love from Kyle Stevens. But on the night of their 10th wedding anniversary, that illusion shattered into pieces. Ravelle caught Kyle passionately making out with his secretary in the CEO's office. That betrayal was merely the tip of the iceberg. The true blow of reality struck when the Civil Registry Office revealed a cruel fact: in the eyes of the law, Ravelle had been secretly removed and divorced eight years earlier through the manipulation of a stack of documents she had blindly signed. Returning home with a heart as cold as ice, a secret safe uncovered an even more disgusting conspiracy. The little girl she had raised with all her heart and soul was not an adopted child, but the biological daughter of Kyle and his mistress. Even worse, Ravelle's body had been poisoned with microdoses of heavy metals for years—a vicious scheme designed to render her infertile and slowly kill her. They thought Ravelle was a weak woman with no one to protect her, someone who could be discarded after being drained of everything she had. They were terribly mistaken. With Erlan El Salvador Jhins, the genius CEO who was ready to level Manhattan to protect her, standing by her side, the crown heiress rose from her emotional death. Ravelle returned to reclaim her throne, crush Stevens Group into the ruins of bankruptcy, and send the traitors to the deepest hell. When Kyle finally fell to his knees at her feet, crying tears of blood and begging for forgiveness, Ravelle merely looked at him with the coldest smile. "I'm sorry, my ex-husband. Your regret came too late."

In the third year after my fiancée, Iris Ford, falls off a cliff during a sketching trip in the mountains, I accidentally walk into her personal art exhibition. The person I have longed for day and night is right there, gently adjusting the scarf of the young man beside her. The walls are covered with portraits she once promises to paint only for me, but every subject of her paintings is that young man. Violet Bardot, Iris' best friend and the one who once helps me handle her funeral affairs, grabs me anxiously. "Graham, don't do anything rash. Iris has her reasons. After Jack Glenwood saved her, she suffered from a head injury and lost her memory. She didn't mean to stay away." I smile at how ridiculous she is. "It's one thing if Iris lost her memories, but did you lose yours too? Since Iris is still alive, why do you not bring her back? You've watched me live in pain and misery for three years. I had to rely on sleeping pills just to get by. Do you find that amusing?" Violet falls silent and doesn't dare to look at me again. The young man named Jack hides behind Iris timidly. In the next moment, Iris turns to look at me with a frosty expression. "Mr. Stevens, I do not wish to go back. The person I love now is Jack. Since I've forgotten my past, just treat it as memories from a previous lifetime."

After her father's heart attack, Munachi Alice Rowland needs to stop being the spoiled rich kid in order to assume the position of the director in his gallery. What she isn't prepared for is finding out how bad the state of the gallery's finances are. Now Muna must find a potential investor to get the company back on its feet and pay off their debts. Grant Stevens, Muna's former school mate who made high school hell for her has returned to the city, richer, more powerful than ever and also hot as sin. When Muna finds out that Grant is the CEO of the company her father owes millions of dollars to, she is beyond shocked. Things get worse when she discovers the agreement her father signed with Grant's company. Muna has no choice, other than agreeing to Grant's every wish, which might just entail marriage with him. Muna is very sure it is yet another strategy to torment her, just like he always did nine years earlier. She is supposed to hate Grant, but how can she explain the constant attraction she feels instead whenever he's close? With his flirtatious smile and advances, can she be able to guard her heart and get married to her enemy for two years without catching feelings? As they say, there's a thin line between love and hatred, could Muna's nemesis have some stronger feelings for her after all?

“Let go of me,” I trembled but found the strength in my voice to speak. “You…You don’t have the right to treat me like this!” He chuckled, and his eyes flashed emerald as I felt his grip tighten over me. “Oh, do you think that, cara mia? You don’t even know who I am,” and then he leaned in, close enough that I could taste the aroma of alcohol from his breath. “I think you’ll find that I can do whatever I want to you, whenever I so desire.” … Alicia Stevens, orphaned and struggling in the system never imagined her life would change until she was abducted. When a connection she never knew of is exposed, her life is interrupted by the entry of two dangerous men. Acker Madden, a dark horse in the realms of the London underworld. Mikael Serrano, the head of the most powerful mafia in Italy. Two underworld crime bosses who want the power she is connected to. Though Alicia tries to escape them, she finds herself trapped by her own desires, and consumed by a life she never wanted in the first place. With enemies and betrayal surrounding her, Alicia becomes a willing pawn in a game where she is the loser. But Alicia is determined to be the queen in the end, even if it means abandoning her own heart. What happens when the girl the two men never thought they could want, becomes the only weakness and the only thing keeping them sane?

Yara Ellis is a medical student, hiding in a human university while she studies to become a doctor. Unlike most, Yara is majoring in human medicine, veterinary medicine, and minoring in zoology. Since the packs are constantly at war, there are never enough doctors to help injured pack members. She’s been on her own for several years now, escaping from her previous pack and making her own way in the world, hoping to one day return to her roots and become the premier doctor of the packs. Warren Hill is an Alpha, caught up in the constant wars that abound between the packs and the battles that are never-ending. He’s a strong and powerful Alpha, but because of the constant fighting between the packs, he’s never been able to find his mate. One day when Yara is letting her wolf run, she comes across Alpha Warren, caught in a bear trap. She’s heard of this, packs leaving traps so that other pack’s members will get caught and either die a slow death or are easily killed. Warren is in his wolf form, unable to shift without ripping his leg off. Yara carefully springs the trap, releasing him from his metal capture. However, Warren recognizes her as his mate and when his pack arrives, he’s unwilling to leave her behind. Yara doesn’t want to return to Warren’s pack but is unable to fight against the Alpha and his warriors. When she hears that the one who desperately wants her, the one she ran to get away from, is now Alpha of his pack, she realizes that the safest place for her may be with Alpha Warren, even if he is her mate and even if he is unwilling to ever let her go.

At the high-speed train station security checkpoint, a security officer stops me. "What's inside the case?" he asks. "A living donor heart. It's scheduled for transplant in two hours," I reply and hand over the emergency transit pass. After verifying the documents, the officer is about to let me pass when a hand suddenly shoots out from behind and grabs the case. "He can't go! That case contains illegal stuff!" I turn around. To my shock, it's my brother-in-law, Edward Austin. Pointing at me, he shouts, "Officer, I'd like to report him! He's my brother-in-law. There isn't anything medical-related in that case. It's drugs he bought on the black market. He's planning to use his status as a doctor to smuggle them out and sell them!" Armed police officers immediately surround me with their weapons lowered into ready positions. My eyes redden with panic. "Have you lost your mind, Edward? There's a donor heart in here! The recipient only has two hours left to live!" He rolls his eyes and sneers. "Oh, spare me the act. My sister says you've been acting suspiciously lately. You're obviously up to something. If you've got nothing to hide, why don't you open it right here in front of everyone?" Everyone within the vicinity falls silent. The leading police officer steps forward with a stern expression. "Please cooperate with the inspection. Open the case immediately." I glance at the countdown timer on my watch. My back becomes drenched with cold sweat. If the heart is contaminated, then Michael Ellis—the national hero whose life depends on this transplant—will not survive this.

"Everything here is at my command, including you." He said as he started to run his hands over my breasts. "Tell me, are you already wet for me?" "No." "Then if I touch you here, won't it fill with juice? Are you ready for my cock to slide in?" He whispered as his hand finally reached into my panties. He moved his fingers between my pussy lips. I let out a moan at the wonderful sensation... "Shit, you're a slut, aren't you?" He whispered. ------------------------------------------------------- Lia My life has never been perfect, but it used to be simple. That changed in the blink of an eye when my mother decided to move us to Riverside. It was supposed to be a new beginning for us, and it was. It just wasn't the one I expected. The simple life I knew before was no more. Rayan Riverside. The golden boy in town took one look at me and decided he hated me, turning everyone against me as he stood by and watched his minions turn my life into a living hell. I didn't know why he hated me, but little by little, as the torment progressed, I became a shadow of myself. And things got worse when he found out that he was soon to be my stepbrother and I wasn't ready for that. But by the time he decided to change his mind, I was already too far along in my attempt at self-destruction. Because hatred like ours can only end in death. Rayan As soon as I learned of her existence, I hated her. Lia Stevens . Because of her, I lost the most important person in the world to me. Then, I knew what she represented. I let my hatred rule all our interactions from the beginning.