Erased Yashiro Novels & Stories

Her name was Vitatrix, the first empress of Rome. You won't see her in any of the history books, or hear her name in any ballad or song. She isn't even mentioned in myth or legend. Her mark on mankind was erased, because she was a woman. Long ago Rome's emperor died with out a son. His cousin, a roman senator ascended to the throne with out a legitimate heir, or so everyone thought. Fear started to grip the citizens of Rome as new threats rose from every corner of the empire. In the city of Clusium, a daughter that was born to the new roman emperor, hidden by his wife. All of this to protect her from the possible rage and discrimination from her own family. All because she was born a girl. In a world where men rule, can this sole female heir secure her rightful place? Or will her gender pull her down? Raised by the midwife that helped bring her into the world, a young Trix finds out who she truly is. She must return to a family she has never known and save the Roman Empire from anarchy. She must fight a corrupt senator, a secret society, and her own fears of the future. Together with her best friend, Hector, she will learn that not everyone can be trusted. Not all stories have a happy ever after. Will this one?

Raised as a princess and ruled as a queen, Tiara Haysbert’s life turned upside down when she fell into the trap of a witch who swapped her soul, blocked her wolf, and erased her memories. Without her wolf and her memories, she was treated as an Omega, a nobody, and a breeder for an Alpha. Wylder Miller, the Alpha of the Black Alder Pack, was getting older with each passing year and wasn’t interested in choosing anyone as his chosen mate, not after the painful experience that he received from his fated mate. But his pack either needed a Luna or an heir for their future. Getting a woman and destroying his own life again was something that he didn’t want, so he opted for the second option, to get a perfect breeder, an omega, to carry his heir. Little did he know, this decision was going to be a roller coaster ride for him when he would found his breeder was caged in her own mind. * Book 5: Mine: His Caged Princess (Ongoing) Book 1: Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Completed) Book 2: My Mate is a Witch (Completed) Book 3: The Rejected Luna: Daddy, Where is Mommy? (Completed) Book 4: Fated Mates: Love Over Everything (Ongoing) *** Follow me on social media. Search ‘authorsprachi12’

His mouth found my throat, tongue tracing a hot path down to my pulse. When he closed his lips over my chest, swirling his tongue in slow, torturous circles, pleasure speared through me so sharply I cried out. My body arched into him, craving more, but my mind whispered: You’re giving him everything. There’ll be no hiding after this. ********* I was divorced for another woman. Three years of marriage erased with one signature...because my husband chose his mistress. I thought losing him was the worst betrayal. Then I met his boss. He is hot, powerful and dangerous in a way that makes my pulse race. A billionaire who looks at me like I was never disposable… only claimed too late. He shouldn’t want me. I shouldn’t want him. But every glance lingers. Every touch is a warning. And every secret pulls us closer to ruin. My ex-husband regrets losing me. His mistress fears me. And the man I’m falling for is the one I was never meant to touch. My ex husband thought divorcing me would break me. He was wrong. Now the regret belongs to him. ****Trigger warning*Smut* Smut*Smut

I spent five years as Dominic Santoro’s wife in name only. Five years hidden behind closed doors, buried under his sheets, erased from his world. When he finally agreed to take me back to Chicago—to stand beside him, to be seen—I thought I had won. I bought a new dress. Soft. Elegant. Worthy of a Don’s woman. The night before we left, he looked at me through the mirror and said calmly, “Take the makeup off. Change into pants.” I asked why. He adjusted his cufflinks like I was nothing more than background noise. “Juliana Lancaster is back. Tonight is our engagement.” Russian Bratva. Lancaster blood. A marriage alliance. Seeing my silence, he laughed—careless, cruel. “What’s with that look? Didn’t we agree on this when we married? Brotherhood. Loyalty. No love.” Then he turned, eyes sharp and mocking. “Victoria Miller… you didn’t actually fall in love with me, did you?” I stood there, frozen. Because inside the inner pocket of his tailored suit— was my pregnancy report. And the Don of Chicago had no idea the woman he was about to sacrifice was carrying his heir.

Arielle Wren didn’t die a hero; she died as a sacrifice. On the day of her wedding, her own fiancé Alpha Damian drove a dagger into her heart. It wasn’t a crime of passion, but a sacred ritual demanded by the Inquisition to seal the coming Blood Eclipse. Tossed into the Void Chasm, Arielle was supposed to be erased from existence. But Arielle refused to fade. She crawled out of hell not as a human, nor as a werewolf, but as a "Glitch" a Hybrid anomaly fusing mortal blood with the devouring power of the Void. She is the only being in existence unbound by the Moon Oath, the absolute divine law that enslaves all werewolves to their gods. Returning to the surface with black eyes and a burning vendetta, Arielle crosses paths with Lycian, the ruthless Alpha King of the North. Lycian doesn’t offer her love or salvation; he offers a transaction. He needs a weapon capable of killing his political rivals without triggering the Oath, and Arielle needs a shield against the Inquisitors hunting her down. This isn’t a story about finding a soulmate. It’s a story about breaking fate. Arielle doesn’t just want to kill Damian. She intends to climb to the heavens and kill the "Moon" itself—the divine system that sanctioned her murder. Genre: Dark Fantasy Romance, Urban Fantasy, Revenge.

Nadia Thompson had been in a high-profile, five-year relationship with Harry Jones, the kind everyone in Highport City’s upper social circle knew about. On the day they were supposed to get married and register their marriage, she got ditched. Nadia had enough. She swore a vicious oath, walked away, and turned her fiance into her ex-boyfriend. After one phone call from a certain someone, she got married on impulse. She registered her marriage with Julian Jones, Harry's older brother, despite them not getting along well. Julian was a well-known heir in Highport City’s upper social circle and a terrifying financial shark who built his own empire overseas. After they married, he spoiled Nadia and indulged her in everything. When Harry humiliated Nadia and called her worthless, Julian sent him crashing straight to the floor. "My wife's the apple of my eye, the one I hold the dearest. No matter how she is, I will spoil her. If you say one more word about her, I can get your name erased from the Jones family records!" Only much later did Nadia learn that the man she used to fear had loved her in secret for a decade, and that their marriage was part of a plan he laid long ago…

Our bodies tangled in the car. My husband moved inside me, lips claiming my chest, when the sudden ring of a phone ripped me out of our intoxicating haze. Gabriel answered without hesitation. It was one of his closest friends from the medical world, speaking in German. “Don,” the voice said casually, “your mistress is two months pregnant. What are you going to do?” Gabriel didn’t pause. His tone was calm. “Grace can’t have children,” he replied. “I’ll let her carry the baby to term, then adopt it as my own. That secures the heir. This stays between us.” Something inside me froze. The one thing he had forgotten— I majored in German. And he learned it just to win me. I didn’t scream. I didn’t confront him. Instead, I smiled, stayed quiet, and kept playing the perfect wife. Later, I slipped the divorce papers into a real estate contract and watched him sign without reading. Then I quietly registered a new identity. For the next three days, his absence—and her taunting messages—erased the last illusions I had about love. When my new identity finally went live, I walked away without looking back. Carrying his child. And disappearing from his world forever.

He was supposed to marry a woman. He ended up addicted to a man he tried to destroy. Kyren De Santos is the crown prince of a brutal mafia dynasty, filthy rich, devastatingly cold, and born to obey. His father rules with violence and expects absolute loyalty, including marrying Anna, the perfect mafia princess. But on his birthday, one drunken mistake threatens to unravel everything. Alastair, a soft-spoken waiter with too many dreams and too little love, offers Kyren a night of comfort he didn’t ask for and a connection he can’t stop craving. What begins in the shadows of a nightclub bathroom spirals into a toxic obsession. Kyren hates how much he needs Alastair. So he does what he’s been taught to do: punish what he loves. Until the night Kyren chooses his father’s approval over Alastair’s life. But monsters always come back. When Kyren returns, darker and deadlier than before, love is no longer enough. There’s blood on their hands. A wife in the picture. And a father who wants Alastair erased forever. In a world of lies, lust, and legacy… Will Kyren kill for love… or will he let it die? Dark, Obsessive and Queer. “The Devil you Made me” is a Mafia MM Romance soaked in betrayal, redemption, and a love so violent it might ruin them both.

All of Italy knew Kayson Moretti was obsessed with me. He was the untouchable Don of the Moretti family, a man who never lost control in public, yet he broke every rule for me. He declared his love at a gathering of the most powerful mafia families in the country, then bought an entire private island just to build me a glass-domed garden when he proposed. For years, he laid the world at my feet—power, jewels, territory, status. If I wanted something, Kayson didn’t promise it. He made it mine. That was why everyone believed I was the luckiest woman in Italy. They were wrong. Because the same man who swore he would die for me was sleeping with his private secretary behind my back. Worse, he got her pregnant. The day she sent me her ultrasound, their bed photos, and every intimate secret she thought would destroy me, I didn’t cry. I didn’t beg. I didn’t confront him. Instead, I erased every trace I had ever left in his world. My name. My accounts. My records. My past. I staged my death. I let the world believe I had died in a private jet crash.

In the island nation of Aurelia, where power is inherited and reputation is currency, Lillian Bloom lives quietly as a florist in Florentis Quarter, far removed from the elite who rule the city’s glass towers. Her world changes when she is thrust into a contract marriage with Nathaniel Crosswell, the ruthless young CEO of Aurelia’s most powerful conglomerate. Their union is meant to be nothing more than strategy. Protection. Control. But as Lillian enters high society, her presence unsettles powerful families and draws the attention of a mysterious matriarch who knows more than she should. Fragments of a forgotten past begin to surface—memories of rain, shattered glass, and parents lost in a car crash that was never an accident. Lillian is not an outsider. She is a missing heir to one of Aurelia’s wealthiest families, hidden to protect her life and erased from history. When the truth emerges, her marriage to Nathaniel becomes a battleground, pulling them into a war fought through corporate power, legal intrigue, and public perception. As enemies close in and secrets unravel, a marriage born of obligation transforms into something dangerous to an empire built on fear: love chosen freely. This sweeping billionaire romance blends mystery, legacy, and slow-burn passion in a story about reclaiming identity, redefining power, and choosing love on one’s own terms.