Gender Bend

“Where do you think you’re going, huh? You’re mine now, little mouse. Get back in the house!” Vincenzo's voice boomed, sending chills down Victoria’s spine as her world seemed to crumble. Victoria Washington was shattered—betrayed by her boyfriend who dumped her the day before his wedding,to her sister. She was left humiliated, mocked by everyone. But fate had other plans for her. She’s broken, he's lost. She’s full of fear, and he’s the monster. Yet, somehow, he’s her light while he remains the darkness. Vincenzo Dante will stop at nothing to tarnish his family’s name for forcing him into a marriage he never wanted. But what he doesn’t realize is that his new wife is stronger than she seems—too broken to bend under his cruelty. But when love begins to bloom, and secrets start to unfold, what will happen next?

"Kali, what have you seen?" The other warriors crowded around Kali and I. They were craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the captive. They had never seen such a being before. "Destruction looms over us all! He must be killed. The warrior must be killed." Kali rushed to get the blade but I grabbed her arm and stopped her. "No. In as much as we are a warrior tribe of women. We are not savages. We must investigate this." "Suprema Sequoia, please you must listen to me. No good can come out of this. Men can never be trusted. Their hearts are full of darkness and evil. They poison and corrupt the ways of nature. He must die!!!" I was confused. I could only grasp one strange word from all Kali had said. "Men? What do you mean by men?..." In a tribe of alpha female wolves born from the mystical waters of the Lunaria, Sequoia is born the Suprema of the pack, Mystic Shadow. All is well until they are attacked by male warriors. Sequoia is immediately curious of the new gender she and her other warriors have never seen and she is taken on an enlightening journey of love with their attackers Alpha. All soon falls to pieces with jealousy, greed and betrayal and Sequoia is now forced to make the choice between her new found love and the safety and continued existence of her pack.

“FRIEND? CAN WE JUST LEAVE IT OPEN FOR NOW?” The nightmare rather than a reality Sky wakes up into upon realizing that he’s in the clutches of the hunk and handsome stranger, Worst he ended up having a one-night stand with him. Running in the series of unfortunate event he calls it all in the span of days of his supposed to be grand vacation. His played destiny only got him deep in a nightmare upon knowing that the president of the student body, head hazer and the previous Sun of the Prestigious University of Royal Knights is none other than the brand perfect Prince and top student in his year, Clay. Entwining his life in the most twisted way as Clay’s aggressiveness, yet not always push him in the boundary of questioning his sexual orientation. It only got worse when the news came crushing his way for the fiancée his mother insisted for is someone that he even didn’t eve dream of having. To his greatest challenge that is not his studies nor his terror teachers but the University's hottest lead. Can he stay on track if there is more than a senior and junior relationship that they both had? What if their senior and junior love-hate relationship will be more than just a mere coincidence? Can they keep the secret that their families had them together for a marriage, whether they like it or not, setting aside their same gender? Can this be a typical love story?

A week after I gave birth via C-section, Mark Whitman invited his friends over to celebrate the birth of our son. The crowd was boisterous—more than a dozen people. Not one of them bothered to remove their dirty shoes. The wooden floor was soon covered in muddy footprints. Mark came into the room and, without a hint of concern, ordered me out of bed. "Everyone's waiting outside. Don't just hide here and rest—you're embarrassing me in front of our guests." I had no choice but to push through the pain, forcing my body to prepare a huge meal for the large crowd, all on my own. When I carried the final bowl of steaming soup to the table, Lily Hoyte—whether intentionally or not—jabbed her hand against the wound on my abdomen. My hand trembled from the sudden pain, and the bowl slipped slightly, spilling the hot soup onto Lily's shoes. Mark's face darkened instantly. "What the heck did you do, Cammy? Lily rushed here right after her plane landed from overseas to see our son, and this is how you treat her?" The crowd quickly chimed in. "Come on, Cammy, no need to be so petty." "Mark and Lily grew up together. If there was really something between them, do you think you'd even be here now?" "Do you even know how much those shoes cost? They're limited edition—easily over ten thousand dollars. And you just ruined them." Lily stood up awkwardly, her eyes misting with tears. "If Cammy doesn't like me," she said softly, "then I'll leave. I don't want to be a bother." But Mark grabbed her hand in an exaggerated display of protection, his voice harsh as he turned to me. "Wipe Lily's shoes clean. Right now." His partiality for Lily made something sharp twist in my chest. My lips quivered as I fought back tears. "The wound on my stomach hasn't healed yet. I can't bend over." At that, his expression grew colder. "Don't use childbirth as an excuse. If you can't bend over, then kneel and wipe them. And if you won't, get out of my house!"

“You don’t mean anything to me,” he spoke dangerously, the tips of his fingers curling in my hairs as he jerked my neck back. “A mere toy that I’ll use whenever I want,” a breathless whimper escaping my lips. “Leave me-“ “Or what?” His lips stretched into a wide grin. “Tear me with your tiny claws?” He backed me into the wall behind me and leaned in closer, his grey eyes pierced my soul. “Remember, Amara, you exist solely for my pleasure.” He pulled my hair harder and my flesh burned the moment he nuzzled his face into my shoulder. I bet he could hear my heart beat accelerating with passing breath. His other arm circling to wrap around my waist, my heart pounded when his strong sandalwood essence in-filtered my senses. “Rhys-” “Shh…and for your punishment, I want you to bend over the wall and lift you skirt.” ****

“I will never love you.” She said, giving him a last look of detest. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you...” He said as he kissed her neck. She tried to push him away but he held her arm, nuzzling, “I’ll wait for the moment when you’ll beg me to take you to the deepest depth of pleasure.” *** When two Alphas with an inability to love destined together unexpectedly as mates then their distinctive territories would only serve as an excuse to arise resentment because none of them would leave their pack. The egoistic Lucille Dayle would never step down and so does Leonel Alvarado who caprice for a mate. When one urges to shatter their baseless bond while the other wants to forge one, this would lead to the labyrinth of darkness and seduction. Lucille would endure all tortures to save her pack from the blood thirsty lunatics but Leonel would reach the depths of hell to possess what belongs to him too. In the possession of power and pride, who will bend its knees first?

Caspian Henderson has been rigid and restrained throughout his six-year marriage to Juliet Bennett, and their life together feels dull and uneventful. Even their nights together feel like a chore with a set time. He arrives on the dot, does what he came for, and leaves. Everyone in their social circle believes he's the kind of man who will never bend for any woman. That was true until a month ago, when he returned with an orphaned girl who claims to have saved his life. Her name is Willow Everly. She's cold and unapproachable—the polar opposite of Juliet, who has been doted on all her life. Juliet's girlfriends attempt to warn her. "That young woman looks like a handful. You'd better keep an eye on your husband." Juliet beams. "Don't worry. Caspian doesn't even waver when I tease him. There's no way he'd be interested in that delicate little thing." Yet in just a few days, she finds out just how wrong she is.

Condemned as a witch. Thrown into a bloodsport. Hunted by beasts who want to claim, break, or kill her. Branwen Mosswood spent her life serving pints and saving every copper to escape the Walled City's cruelty. She dreamed of a quiet cottage. Freedom. Peace. Instead, she stabbed a nobleman who got too handsy... and was sentenced to the Wilder Games, a brutal forest arena where thirty "criminals" are forced to survive thirty days while being hunted by five savage shifter Warlords: 🦁 Hadrian Ironpaw - the prideful Lion King 🐺 Fenrick Bloodhowl - the feral Wolf beast 🐻 Torren Brokenbone - the berserker Bear 🐆 Zarrk Shadowprowl - the stalking Panther 🐅 Nythor Frostbite - the northern White Tiger prince If they catch her, they can claim her, body, blood, and soul. Branwen has no intention of becoming anyone's prey. She'll fight. She'll bleed. She'll unleash every forbidden spell in her bones. Because she won't just survive the Games... She'll bend the beasts to their knees Tap in! Updates multiple times weekly! This is the first in a series!

“Become my wife.” “What?” I shrieked, those words caused my back to bend, away from him. “We are not getting married.” He hissed. “You will only take my wife’s place before the eyes of those who wrecked her. Shake their world while you shake the world of those who wrecked you, unnoticeably. Semion and Adeline won’t know what hit them by the time we are done.” ___ After being ridiculed for not having a womb, Davina was almost pushed into the abyss. However, an encounter with a grief-stricken widower changed her life and identity forever. She formed a power couple with the richest billionaire Shaw. Even though they set boundaries they couldn't cross, Davina couldn't stop feeling the hotness on her plump lips, a vague feeling from a drunken night she feared to be true. And Shaw couldn't stop breaking his resolve not to get too close to her. Their bodies slowly resonated with each other, humming the love they had lost and their dynamic caused a storm throughout the city as they cut down on their enemies but at what cost?

When Melanie gets kidnapped as a child and thrown into a camp with other girls of her age, she undergoes trainings to become an assassin. And a sex slave. But what she never expected was to meet this strange man that she never in a million visions thought she'd ever meet. Nicolas Silverado is a powerful, influential and feared billionaire who shakes up the city whenever he wants. Rising from a family that owns seventy percent of the world's most successful businesses, Nicolas barely needs to snap a finger before everything and everyone comes succumbing to his feet. He was the man you would walk past on the street and stop to take a second glance. It was a time when werewolves lived in the cities and worked amongst humans in their human forms too, owned countless businesses and ruled their own empires. And the Nikolas were known for their wealth and 70% the money that ran around the money chain. But what happens when Nikolas, haven had everyone bend to his feet, meets a woman who doesn't see or worship him the way the rest of the world does?