Escanor Die

After war broke out on the night she turned eighteen, a princess was in captivity by the mysterious and merciless vampire clan; but when her family’s dark history with the blood drinkers started to unravel along with her captors’ sinister plan, she must break free from their clutches and claim the crown or die before she could even save her kingdom. *** Motherless, an heir to the throne, and betrothed to the Highest Knight, Princess Victoria was revered and loved by her dominion. When her kingdom lost in a war on the night she turned eighteen, she was taken captive by the strange and ruthless group of vampires, the Clan of The Blood Moon. Once living a life of royalty, comfort, and riches, she is now nothing but a prisoner— until the youngest of the clan, Lord Victor, took her in. Victoria uses the protection of the prince to know the truth about the blood drinkers; though she tries to keep herself far from the prince, Victor was different from the rest of the clan which pulled her deeply closer to him until she discovers the real ties of her family with the vampires. With the knowledge of the clan’s darker plans, Victoria is determined to escape and reclaim her kingdom but somebody akin to her arrived. With a torn heart, revelation of family secrets, and being united with a loved one; she needs to decide whether to trust someone she knew or heed the warnings of Victor. Will she risk it all? Will she be able to save her kingdom? Will she pay the price even if it is paid by blood?

He’s older, wiser and powerful. And when he calls you sunshine, sunray, baby, everything else fades. They don’t beg. They command. From ruthless kings to sinful CEOs, professors to possessive strangers behind the screen, these Daddies know what they want. And what they want… is you. Each short story in Daddy's Obsession (Filthy Daddies Collection) is a wicked blend of heat, heart, and hunger, where lust collides with dominance, and soft affection turns savage behind closed doors. Whether you crave gentle protection or rough hands on your throat, this Daddy's collection has one rule: Once he chooses you, there’s no escape. A collection of short, steamy, intense erotic stories, each featuring a dominant Daddy. Rated 18+ You’ve been warned.

Buried deep in the Aster estate was the Heartwood—ancient, sacred, mine. Told my husband, Julian Aster—back when he actually listened—that if it ever fell, I'd die with it. At first, he freaked out. Flew in glacier water, hired a whole squad of plant experts to nurture it 24/7. Then one day, just because his childhood friend—Isabella Duvall—got a scratch from the bark, Julian had the Heartwood ripped out. The second it crashed, I choked on glowing blood—ichor. My power? Gone. Barely standing, I grabbed his arm. "You knew. If the Heartwood dies, I—" He laughed. Straight-up mocked me. "Sera, come on. That fairy tale? Only Grandma still believes that crap. Is that mayo on your mouth? Relax—it's a tree. I'll buy you a forest if you want." Overnight, my hair turned gray. Skin cracked. Eyes dulled. Still, I dragged myself to his grandmother, Henrietta. "I kept your family safe for two hundred years. That's why the Asters thrived. But the Heartwood's gone. Debt's paid. One day left. Whatever happens next? Not my problem."

Blurb "When a flame is extinguished, does it die permanently or does it simply wait for the perfect moment to reignite and consume everything in it's path?" I thought the flame that burned between I and Diego Santoro had been extinguished but five years later, I have been forced to return to him with a shocking truth, he is the father of my son. Diego proposes a contract marriage to me for his own selfish desires and with no choice but to save my son, I accept but I soon discover that I have become trapped in a world of secrets, lies and family vendettas. I realize that I am the pawn in the deadly game. Time passes by and I must confront my own dark past and the real truth about my family's legacy. But what happens when the truth I eventually uncover is not my own but that of the man i have sworn to destroy and the face that stares back at me is not Diego's but my own? My name is Federica Marcello and this is my story.

She was an outcast in her own home, the weakest of any supernatural being. She was neither a werewolf, witch, nor vampire, yet she lived amongst them. She was bullied by everyone, including her family, and finally banished into the human world as she was seen as a disgrace to supernatural beings. Cruella had hoped her life would change for the better outside Greenville, but it only took a wild turn. Betrayed by her human friends and left to die in a burning building, she cursed the moon goddess and every other goddess for giving her such cruel faith. To everyone, she had died in the fire, but instead, she rose from the ashes to put her enemies to the ground. Not only did she discover her true origin, she also discovered her powers. She was no ordinary being, but the strongest of them all. A Tribrid, prophesied to save Greenville, but now she knows only one word: vengeance! Vengeance on everyone who hurt her in the past, including the human she had fallen in love with But to acquire this, there's a price—one she's not willing to pay. What could it be? Will she go through with it or remain a weak outcast forever? Will she accept being the savior of Greenville or burn it to the ground?

"You can't be pregnant,..no..Tasha..you must be joking," he scoffed, jiggling his head as he took a step back away from her. "I can't be pregnant? Was I barren when you met me? Or does it mean your middle leg is infertile?" She snapped. "You better think of a way to tell this to my brother," she added. "Now, that's the problem. How do I break this to your ruthless brother and father?!" He slammed. "None of my business, I wasn't there when you were busy chasing after his wife. Are you planning to reject this pregnancy? You can't reject a billionaire's grandbaby and you know it," she said with a smirk. He heaved a sigh and scratched the back of his head. "If I take responsibility for this, I'll die. If I don't, I'll still die anyway. So why take responsibility for something I'll end up dying for anyway?" He blurted and her eyes bulged. ** A lothario found himself in the chains of a beautiful strange lady whom he rescued from a deadly accident. But  what was supposed to be a rescue turned into a one night stand. A one night stand became a fling and then a fling turned into a game which would see him chained to her for the rest of his life. But her personality as a ruthless billionaire's daughter, and sister to the cold hearted billionaire whom he once had a feud with proved to be an obstacle that felt hard to overcome. What would his decisions be? Run away or stay to fight for his baby?. Follow the book for a rollercoaster ride.

She has always wanted to live a peaceful life, but her life wasn't the same when her mom die ; when she was ten years of age and her elder sister running away from home when she was twenty years old. Her dad bringing a new wife with two kids was hell for her, for the past ten years. Living in the world without knowing her elder sister's whereabout for the past one year was a miserable feeling for her. Her step mom wasn't someone you would wish to have as a mom. Staying with her dad and step mom was a horrible daily bread according to her. She's Daphne Remington a twenty one year old lady who happen to be catering for her step siblings Anaya and Ariel Remington only, but got maltreated from her step mom on daily basis. However, what happened when she found herself in the most notorious clan around the world when trying to run away from home. Shocking it all, she found her elder sister in that same clan.

When I died with a smile on my face, right before my brother's eyes, he looked as if the anguish might tear him apart. Yet, for twenty-one years, he hadn't stopped wishing I would meet this exact end. It all traced back to my fifth birthday—the day I had innocently hoped our parents would come home from their business trip to celebrate with me. They rushed back that night but never made it. A car accident took both their lives. From that moment on, my brother resented me, despised me. He didn't just stand idly by as our cousin snatched up my work as her own; he encouraged it. And when my landlord threw me out, it wasn't a random cruelty—it was my brother pulling the strings. All he had ever wanted, from the very beginning, was to see me die a miserable death. But when he finally got his wish… why did he cry, pleading for me to come back, begging me to call him 'brother' one last time?

"For a moment his eyes locked onto me with an intensity that left me breathless." ●●● "Oh my goodness. Sir, are you okay?" I check his pulse. Thank God the pulse is there but barely there. I look around his body for any injury and almost in a second find the bullet wound near his kidney. "...My god." Shit, there is no service in this stormy weather. I look at his almost lifeless body and the next I know I am driving him to my house. ●●● Victoria Forbes. A young doctor. Still healing from the past. She is kind, caring, loving but most of all lonely and broken. Christian Amore Vasquez. The Italian alluring, beckoning, bewitching, captivating, Mafia leader. He's not the typical, ruthless Mafia leader. He actually has a heart of gold and is ready to die for who he loves. He stumbles into Victoria's life. There is an obvious connection between the two that cannot be easily ignored. With Victoria thrown into Christian's life without even knowing uncovers a lot of secrets and brings back all the demons from the past. They both learn so much, together. "Love isn't baggage or a blame." "It's a risk, but worth taking."

After years of living abroad without children, I decided to return home to handle my inheritance matters. However, before I could step into my house, I was stopped by a group of people at the entrance. The woman leading the group pointed at me and started screaming. "I can't believe someone as young as you is seducing a man old enough to be your father! How disgusting can you be?" I watched her, noticing how much she resembled my older brother, and I was shaking with rage. They pulled out my fingernails, broke my ribs, and slashed my face, dragging me around the neighborhood as I begged for mercy. Yet, they remained indifferent to my pleas. Just as I was on the verge of losing hope, my brother, Edward Grange rushed over.  Through a mouthful of blood, I managed to choke out, "Ed, I’d rather die than let her inherit my inheritance…”