Hades Ember Novels & Stories

For the socialites, security, stability, and comfortability matters more than finding the right love for you. That's why fixed marriage is proposed. Mary Emily Trañilla is the heiress of a famous clothing line. She never argues and go against with her parents' decisions because she knew they're doing everything for the best of her. She's destined to be engage to Simone Kennedy Garcia, a CEO of the leading hotel and restaurant company in the Philippines. She was so sure of that decision not until she meet the gaze of Simone's half-brother, Apollo. How frightening and exciting would it be to have a secret love affair with your fiance's half brother? Would you dare to swing through the string of destiny and fight for what you really feel or just fearlessly cut off the tie to stand by what the socialites believed in?

‼️DISCLAIMER BEFORE YOU ENTER ‼️ 💦 Alpha Daddies who kneels to eat their slutty step daughter’s pussy dwell here. 🍆 Furious stepmothers with feral wolves are rampant. Be careful! Your cocks are not safe from gagging and even pussy lips beg to survive from them. 🫣Bratty daughters are here too. Their job is to seduce their parent’s pack enforcers or warriors who just came back from war. ✨ Lastly, unlimited sin, abomination, reverse harem, taboo and anything called LUST dwells here. Grab an extra pair of panties…or maybe a toy. WET CUM💦

“Get off of me!” I shouted, pushing him as hard as I could. Tristan looked surprised, and the next moment, I saw him glaring at me. “What’s your problem?” he asked, annoyed. I looked at him dangerously. “Trying to kiss me, huh? I won’t let you touch me again! Ever!” ********************************* Elaine Scott, a humble omega maid, unexpectedly finds herself in the spotlight when she marries Tristan Hale, the Alpha heir of the Wolfsilver Pack, as a gesture of gratitude for saving his mother's life. Elaine believes their marriage is based on mutual affection, but Tristan secretly resents her, thinking she has manipulated his parents into marrying him. Tristan's bitterness escalates following the sudden death of his parents, and he directs his anger towards Elaine, subjecting her to misery and isolation. Seeking solace, Tristan turns to Megan Smith, his mistress, further cementing Elaine's plight in a loveless marriage. However, fate intervenes when a tragic car accident wipes Elaine's memory clean, erasing the past five years, including her feelings for Tristan. Initially relieved, Tristan becomes unsettled when Elaine no longer exhibits the deference he expects and begins questioning Elaine’s sudden change. As Elaine tries to move forward, Tristan has a change of heart and wants her back. But Elaine is done with him and is ready to move on. But, is she?

She gave him her youth, her loyalty, her love, and in return, he gave her betrayal. For eight years, Nora Song believed in her marriage to Chance Hart, until his first love, Jenny Young, returned from abroad. He brought Jenny home on their wedding anniversary, and handed Nora the divorce papers. He asked her to step aside, just so he could fulfill Jenny's dying wishes. He unreasonably wanted her to be understanding, so she calmly packed up to leave. However, walking away was not an option. Bound by the crushing debts of her parents, Nora was forced to remain in the Hart household as nothing more than a servant. She was a proud world-class pianist, but she had to endure the humiliation of being mocked and belittled in her own home. That was until she discovered something that could change everything, eighty percent of the Hart family's shares, was signed over to her by the man who once saved her life. She would not leave empty-handed. She thought to herself, 'If Chance thinks I'm still the same woman who loves him unconditionally, he's about to learn just how cold a broken heart can be.'

⚠️ WARNING! 18+ This book contains strong 30 Erotic collection sexual content, explicit language, taboo themes, and mature situations intended strictly for adult readers. If you are under the age of 18, please do not read further. Reader discretion is advised. You have been warned. December is cold… but these nights are burning hot. From forbidden family secrets to dangerous holiday temptations, Dirty December: Dripping Wet delivers thirty sinful stories filled with obsession, lust, betrayal, and unforgettable nights. Behind the Christmas lights and falling snow are people giving in to their darkest desires billionaires who always get what they want, bosses who can’t keep their hands to themselves, and strangers who turn one snowy night into a delicious mistake. Every story is fast, addictive, and impossible to resist. One minute it’s an innocent family dinner… the next, someone is making very dirty promises under the table. Santa isn’t the only one coming to town this December. Perfect for readers who love forbidden tension, possessive men, holiday heat, and wicked late night fantasies that leave you breathless long after midnight.

"I want a divorce!" He spat angrily. Her eyes widened in shock. "W-What?" She stuttered, not believing what she heard. "You heard right. I want a divorce!" "But why?" °°°° Everything that brought them together split them apart. An arranged marriage between Glory Scott and Sean Kings. They made headlines when they got married and became everyone's favorite couple but no one knew how Glory was being treated behind closed doors. To top it all, Sean comes back from his trip and decides that he wants a divorce, and not to add, his lover was now carrying his child. Hurt and heartbroken, Glory leaves him only to come back years later as a certified Billionaire CEO! °°° "Please come back to me, Glory." He begged. Glory smirked and moved closer to him, her heels clicking against the floor. "You divorced me, Remember?"

“I, Alpha Logan of the Crystal Moon Pack rejects you, Myra. A very useless and worthless omega to ever be my mate, and my future Luna.” He spewed with primal disgust, eyes void of any regret. “And I, Myra De Vries accepts your rejection.” The brewing bond shattered and I felt no pain, however I couldn’t say the same for him when he held his heart, hurt flashing through his eyes. ___________ Enslaved and mistreated by the Alpha’s Family who took her in when she was ten and a surviving rogue. Myra’s world was trudged early into a dark world filled with miseries and monsters in form of werewolves. That was until she turned eighteen and was mated to the pack’s new Alpha, who rejected her at the sniff of her mystical scent. She was instantly blessed with a second chance mate that turned out to be the most feared man in the wolf-verse who took an interest the moment his eyes laid on her. However, his interest held secrets. And her first mate wanted back the gem he once threw away. It is now left to Myra to navigate her new world of rejection, betrayal, love, and fate. *Not suitable for readers under the age of eighteen*

Mona wakes up, trying to stab Kai and not remembering anything past the age of six. Instead of killing her, Kai rejects Mona as his mate and banishes her. But not before blaming her for the death of the people closets to her. Years later, Mona isn't the girl that couldn't remember. She is now Alpha Moon, the Alpha of the Wolvin pack, a group of former rogue women and a few men. She still can't remember everything from her past and every memory she gains leaves her with more questions. How could she do all these horrible things in a former life? And how can she protect her pack from new threats and old ones?

“And what you tried today,” I winced in pain as he held my nape from behind before turning me around. I peered up at him in fear while he stared down at me with his intimidating eyes. His eyes were thundering. Leaning down further, he made my pulse rise. Being so close to him— a man, no less, I could see the clear spec of blackness inside his dark eyes. They were so raw and so dark and so piercing. “I would suggest you not try it again,” he added, his bottomless brooding eyes burned into mine, “because no matter how hard you are going to try, you are never going to get out of here without my permission. Away from my sight,” he vowed in a menacing tone that had no expression at all. “Don't get your hopes high.” Tears split down my eyes while he studied my face. “You like escaping. Don't you?” He explained to me in a condescending tone. “Let's see how you are going to try now with my eyes on you— all the time." “You can try all you want, but you can never break my spirits!” I looked at him, directly in his eyes without blinking. His eyes were still focussed on my face as he slowly stepped around me. “Do you mean it?” His voice was strangely soft, “Maybe I cannot. But.. ” Adding to his intimidating aura. Shaur. “No.. ” I whispered. “I can break him.” His gaze met mine in an instant. “You seem to have forgotten your own mental capacity of understanding certain situations. Let me refresh it for you.” His eyes seemed to burn holes at me. “I'd rather not get blood on your dress.” WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

I’m on my knees again, wrists bound tight behind my back with silk that bites just enough to remind me who owns me tonight. He circles slow, leather boots echoing on the marble, and I can already taste the salt of anticipation on my tongue. When he finally grips my hair and yanks my head back, his cock—thick, veined, leaking—slaps heavy against my cheek. “Open,” he growls. I do, and he thrusts in deep, no warning, stretching my throat until my eyes water. The wet, choking sounds fill the room—gluck-gluck-gluck—as he fucks my mouth with brutal rhythm, hips snapping, balls slapping my chin. Every plunge forces a gag, spit dripping down my chest, but fuck, the burn in my jaw and the way he groans low makes me leak onto the floor. He pulls out just to slap my face with his slick length, then rams back in, deeper, claiming every inch until I’m nothing but his hole. ** This collection plunges headfirst into the raw, unfiltered world of explicit gay dominance and submission, where powerful alphas—billionaires, mob bosses, ruthless mentors—claim their willing (and sometimes reluctant) boys with iron control and unrelenting hunger. Every story drips with dark MM heat: contracts signed in sweat and cum, red rooms equipped for flogging, bondage, edging, and total power exchange. Expect graphic, immersive scenes of throat-fucking, ass-pounding, breeding fantasies, impact play that leaves marks, and aftercare laced with possession.