Grand Priest Novels & Stories

After Pierce Emery and I got back together, I started "renting him out." Every time his old flame, Daphne Roach, called him away, I stopped crying and causing scenes like before. I charged by the hour instead. Ten grand an hour during the day. Twenty at night. Triple on holidays. Three months later, my account was up almost two million dollars. Pierce had promised to help me pick a dress for a banquet, but Daphne called him crying, saying she'd sliced her hand while cooking. I didn't even look up. I just held out my phone with the payment screen open. One night, I came down with a brutal fever. While Pierce was driving me to the hospital, his phone rang again. Daphne. He stared at the screen for a long second before answering. Her voice came through shaky and tearful. "Pierce, the thunder's so loud. I can't sleep. Can you come stay with me?" I quietly pulled out an umbrella and told him to let me out at the next intersection. He looked at me like he wanted to explain something, but I just smiled. "Don't forget to transfer the money." The same thing happened again on the day our daughter went in for her routine checkup. Except this time, she was the one asking him for money.

I am a pureblood succubus. Every seven days, desire consumes me. Stuart Newlin always complained that I clung to him too much, that I distracted him from his grand ambitions. Then, at the peak of my heat, when I needed him most, he blew me off. He chose to go to his female friend's prenatal appointment instead. The thing is, a succubus can't survive without being fed. Without that energy, that devotion… I wither. Unfortunate as it was to fall into the hands of a neglectful master, I had no choice but to seek another. My new keeper bore the bloodline of the Black Serpent. He had double the virility. Night and day, he poured himself into me. He worked tirelessly; I was more than satisfied. So when Stuart showed up with a massive bouquet of red roses, hoping to coax me back, what greeted him was the sight of me, flushed and glowing, curled up in another man's arms. His eyes burned with rage as he went mad, smashing everything in the house, raging that I was unfaithful, that I dared take another man to my bed. Smiling, I leaned into my new master's embrace and introduced them. "Let me make the introductions. You two have more in common than you think. After all, I've slept with both of you."

On our third dating anniversary, Enzo and I were caught in a cruise ship disaster. I gave him the only life preserver, and I was swallowed by the sea, lost without a trace. Three years later, after finally recovering from my injuries, I rushed back home—only to walk right into his grand wedding with my so-called sister. Bound by a life debt, he had no choice but to marry me—and resented me ever since. He hated that I'd come between him and the woman he truly loved. Even my own parents accused me of being selfish, of ruining my sister's happiness for life. Under the weight of everyone's coldness and rejection, I became desperate and unhinged. … Then, one day, when our family's old enemies came for revenge, he threw himself in front of me and took a knife straight to the heart. Blood gushed out as he used the last of his strength to drag me to safety. "Raina," he rasped, "you saved my life once, and now I've repaid the debt. Just do me one favor—don't come back to haunt me in the next life. All I want is to spend it forever with Selina, just the two of us." My heart tore apart, and I died with that grief. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I had crashed their wedding.

In a world of supernatural beings, Lyra is a young woman who tragically dies because of her love for the wrong person. Arthur, a cunning and deceitful man, betrays Lyra and offers her soul to the devil in exchange for his own. As a result, Lyra's soul is taken by the devil, leaving her lifeless body behind. Before her death, Lyra learns the truth about who truly loves her. It is Drake, a kind and loyal man who has been by her side all along. However, it is too late for Lyra to change her fate. But fate has other plans for Lyra. She is reborn sometime in her own past, with a chance to rewrite history. As Lyra navigates this new reality, she must confront the harsh reality of what happened to her in her previous life and the choices she made. Lyra soon discovers that Arthur had a bigger plan than just betraying her. He had made a deal with the devil to gain immense power and control over the supernatural world. His betrayal of Lyra was just one small piece of his grand design. As Lyra tries to unravel the truth about Arthur's plan, she realizes that she holds the key to stopping him. But can she find the strength to stand up against him and save the world from his evil intentions? With supernatural powers at play and a race against time, Lyra must face her past mistakes and make tough choices to ensure a better future for herself and those she loves.

"I'm scheduling the C-section for tomorrow. The doctor will extract her bone marrow during the procedure." Those were the words that shattered Selena's world. Her husband, Ellis Winston, the most ruthless Mafia Don in New York, was going to force her to deliver their baby at twenty-seven weeks. To him, her pregnant body was just a blood farm to cure Jennifer, the manipulative half-sister who supposedly saved his life. So, Selena ran. She left behind a pool of blood, a crushed ultrasound photo, and a destroyed wedding ring. The world thought she was dead. Six years later, Ellis is a walking corpse. He rules the global underworld, but he is tormented by the ghost of the wife he pushed to the grave. During his company's grand anniversary banquet, the heavy ballroom doors burst open. Selena is back. But she isn't the weak, obedient housewife in a cheap housewife anymore. She is the untouchable heiress of the Merrick billionaire empire. She strides down the red carpet, a signed divorce agreement in hand, ready to crush the man who ruined her. Ellis refuses to let her go. He is willing to go to war with Wall Street to drag her back. But what will the arrogant Don do when he comes face-to-face with a genius six-year-old boy who looks exactly like him? He will pay any price to win her back. Even if it costs him his empire, his organs, and his life.

Amelia, a spirited and fiercely independent young werewolf, despises the new Alpha of her pack, Adrian. Since her parents' tragic demise years ago, Amelia has harbored a deep-seated resentment toward Adrian, blaming him for their untimely deaths. Her heart yearns for justice, and she longs to see him pay for the pain he has inflicted upon her family. The narrative unfolds at a grand werewolf summit, a pivotal event where all the packs converge to discuss territories and boundary issues. It is a gathering that brings together werewolves from far and wide, their hopes and dreams interwoven beneath the moonlit sky. Amidst this charged atmosphere, Amelia's world is about to be turned upside down. Fate takes an unexpected turn when Amelia, now of age finds her mate, discovers that Adrian, the Alpha she loathes, is her destined partner. The revelation shatters her preconceived notions and forces her to confront her deepest fears and darkest secrets. Conflicted by an intense attraction and a burning desire to protect her pack, Amelia must reconcile her animosity toward Adrian with the undeniable bond they share. As the two reluctantly come together, their journey becomes a turbulent dance of conflicting emotions. Bound by duty and the pull of an ancient bond, Amelia and Adrian must navigate treacherous paths filled with external threats and internal struggles. Through countless trials and tribulations, they will confront their own demons, learn to trust, and ultimately discover that love has the power to heal even the deepest wounds.

A 365-day forced mate bond. A powerful Alpha Heir who always gets what he wants. And a hidden, feisty Luna who would rather bite him than bow down. Aichonne Blackwood just wanted to save her family's ancient pack heritage. But when she discovers her father secretly signed a sacred moon pact behind her back, her whole world shatters. To pay off a mountain of pack debt and rescue the Mooncrest Alpha Citadel from her evil stepmother, she has been sold to the most arrogant, powerful male in the territory. Enter Daryl Silverfang, the ruthless Alpha Heir of the Silverfang Royal Pack. He needs a perfect, elegant Luna to fool the Grand Wolf Assembly and claim the Eternal Silver Crown. When the fiery Aichonne storms into his royal den ready to claw his eyes out, his inner wild wolf doesn't just get angry—it gets hungry. She vows she will never let him touch her. He vows to completely dominate her wild spirit and make her his true queen. Bound by silver resources and an unwanted Eternal Moonmark, they have exactly one year to survive each other without giving in to the dangerous, scorching desire burning between them. Can a fake merger-mating turn into a real destiny under the blood moon?

Julian Silas is a man living as a shadow. After the suspicious death of his father, a legendary royal jeweler, Julian’s treacherous stepfather seized the family’s prestigious workshop, forcing Julian into a life of clandestine labor. While his stepbrothers parade around high society in Julian’s designs, Julian remains locked in the cellar forge, known to the world only as a common servant. His only connection to his true identity is a pair of heirloom cufflinks—exquisite silver swans bearing the "Cigna," a secret mark used by his ancestors to authenticate their greatest works. Across the capital, Queen Althea is fighting a war of her own. Her advisors are pressuring her to enter a loveless political alliance to stabilize the crown. Defiant, she hosts a grand masquerade, declaring that she will choose a consort based on character, not a pedigree curated by the council. When Julian arrives at the ball in a suit of his own tailoring, he and Althea share a night of genuine connection, discussing the beauty of creation and the weight of duty. But as the clock strikes midnight, a palace security breach forces Julian to flee. In his haste to scale the garden wall, one of his Cigna cufflinks is torn from his sleeve and falls into the dewy grass. The Queen finds the token, but rather than sending her guards to find a man who "fits the suit," she turns to her greatest strength: her intellect. She recognizes that the "Cigna" isn't just an ornament—it’s a Coded Sign.

At the dinner table, my wife's best friend suddenly speaks to her in Lytian. "Three years ago, you married Julian in a grand wedding just to help Jace get Julian's letter of forgiveness. Over the years, I've seen Julian fall more and more deeply in love with you. Yet, you're still lying to him. "You gave him sterilization pills but passed them off as his depression medication. Aren't you afraid that he'll fall apart if he finds out the truth?" My wife, Erica Inman, briefly shows a conflicted expression on her face. She then gives a bitter smile and says, "A child unwanted by their mother has no reason to be born. As long as Julian doesn't stand in the way of Jace's happiness, I will keep my promise and stay by his side for the rest of his life." No one knows that I've learned Lytian to keep up with Erica. I stand in the living room and look at the fresh kiss mark on my neck. As I glance at the medication I take regularly for my depression, my whole body turns cold. It turns out that all of Erica's affection toward me was fake. What I thought was my salvation turns out to be nothing but a carefully planned deception. Since that's the case, I'll do my part to make sure they all get what they want.

"Let's put her in the golden cage." He suggested. A smile formed on Jackson's face when he heard his twin brother's insistence. It doesn't seem like the solution to the problem, but it would give them enough time to figure out what to do with their new toy. "Then bring her out when we want her, or when she needs us." Married and touch-starved, Anna never expected that her deepest desires would be fulfilled beyond her wildest imagination — not until she accepted an invite from the charming Twins she met on Tumblr, only to find herself caged and captive inside their grand mansion after signing a legal consensual agreement. "Why did you accept our invite? Tell us again," Jacob asked Anna as he slapped her already red, swollen cheek. "Because I want you guys to treat me like your toy," Anna gulped. Anna Walson — 18 years old, completely inexperienced, and a high school dropout — had been maltreated by her father following her mother's death, before being sold off to his creditor. Fate then entangled her with the Michealson brothers, whom she had encountered on an online platform. Their intense, steamy encounters with her sparked something unexpected in the twins — a possessive obsession that made them want her, and only her, all to themselves.