His Numbness, My Ruin

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ This book contains explicit sexual content, including detailed descriptions of consensual sex between adult men. >>>>>>>>> Nikolai pins Aiden to the cadaver table, shoves his hand into his pants, and fists his throbbing cock with one ruthless stroke. Aiden’s head slams back, a broken moan ripping free as Nikolai jacks his dick raw and fast, his thumb grinding the slick head until Aiden’s hips fuck helplessly into his grip. “Fuckkkk...” >>>>>>>>> Aiden Cross who grew up dirt-poor clawed his way into the nation’s top medical school with nothing but his brilliance, every perfect grade is another step toward the day he’ll destroy the father who abandoned him and his family. Then Nikolai Serrano shows up: filthy-rich, unfairly beautiful, and somehow able to match Aiden’s perfect scores without breaking a sweat. He invades Aiden’s classes, his space, his every thought, until the tension between them detonates in the dead of night. ❗Scenes include oral sex, anal sex, manual stimulation, dirty talk, praise kink, light possessive/dominant behavior, and semi-public/risky sexual situations. If these dynamics upset you, close the book now.

I gave a stranger my panties on a plane. Not because I'm reckless. Not because I do things like this. But because Damien Cross looked at me like I was something worth destroying himself over, and I wanted to be devoured. Four hours at 30,000 feet. That's all it took for him to unravel every careful thread of the life I'd built. One look. One touch. One whispered promise that I was his. Then he vanished. No calls. No texts. Just a breaking news report showing him married to someone else, while I stood in a hotel bathroom staring at a positive pregnancy test. Six years later, I've rebuilt myself. I'm a mother. A success. I've learned to survive without him. Until he walks into my photoshoot and recognizes the birthmark he once traced with his tongue. He says he never stopped looking for me. That his marriage was a cage he's finally escaped. That the twin boys I've been raising alone are his sons, and he wants his family back. But Damien Cross is a man who deals in empires and enemies. Someone close to him wants me gone. The threats start. The danger escalates. And I realize that loving Damien means walking into a war I never signed up for. He says he'll burn the world down to keep us safe. I'm terrified he means it. Some men are worth the fall but men are the wreckage. But Damien is both.

After I become pregnant, Mason Clarke suddenly becomes incredibly attentive to me. He cancels all his social engagements and personally cooks for me every day. Everyone envies me for finding such a devoted and caring husband. Until one day in his study, I accidentally discover a document titled "Prenatal Blood Donation and Cord Blood Donation Agreement". My name and social security number are clearly written on it! In the beneficiary column is Chloe Reid, his first love, whom he has been supporting abroad for seven years. From outside the door comes his gentle, doting voice. "Chloe, don't worry. I'm personally monitoring her. Her nutrition and daily routine are held to the highest standards to ensure the baby is born perfectly healthy. Your life-saving treatment is absolutely guaranteed!" So all those pregnancy meals he carefully prepares for me, the mountains of expensive supplements, none of it is ever out of love. It's all to fatten me into nothing more than a walking blood bank!

⚠️ Reader Advisory: This story contains steamy scenes, mature language, and forbidden romance. Recommended for readers 18+ who enjoy emotionally intense and sexually charged love stories with depth. ~ “I’m going to turn every dirty page you’ve ever read into your reality, Teyana.” And Jeremy Carter did. ~ It started with a simple party dare and ended with my legs wrapped around the ever-addictive Jeremy Carter’s waist. I never thought the boy who never noticed the nerdy me in high school, the emotionally unavailable biker god I’d secretly fantasized about, would become my stepbrother. Or that I would find a naked painting of myself hidden in his closet — painted by his own twisted hands. Jeremy is inked sin, raw dominance, and a filthy mouth. I was just the quiet, virgin bookworm, that took solace in dark romance novels… until he dragged me into his dangerous world of racing, rage, and ruin. I should run. I should regret it. But when a man like Jeremy Carter kisses you, there’s no coming back. But what happened when family, friends, and even the campus tried to pull us apart? This is the story of how I got ruined by the one man I might never have… and how I let him.

Rhea Thorn, daughter of the ruthless Alpha of Thornridge, has her life shattered when the Moon Goddess marks her with an unthinkable fate, her destined mate is Kael Blackthorn, the youngest and most feared Alpha of her pack’s sworn enemies. What should be a divine blessing feels like a curse, chaining her to a man her family and people would rather see dead. Drawn together by the bond they cannot sever, Rhea and Kael are forced into secret meetings, torn between duty to their packs and the magnetic pull that only grows stronger. But the world around them is far more dangerous than forbidden love. Rogue wolves begin appearing in unnatural numbers, branded with a mysterious mark and moving like soldiers under someone’s command. Their attacks threaten both Thornridge and Blackthorn lands, hinting at a darker force manipulating the feud to ignite all-out war As suspicion grows, Rhea struggles to hide her bond from her father and her loyal cousin Kade, while Kael risks everything to protect her from the shadows. Their secret is exposed in blood and fire when rogues descend on Thornridge and Kael himself fights beside her, revealing their connection before both packs. Betrayal, shifting loyalties, and whispers of war leave Rhea torn between her bloodline and the mate the Goddess chose for her. At the heart of the conflict lies a chilling truth: someone is orchestrating ruin, driving rogues like weapons and branding them with a new symbol of power. To survive, Rhea and Kael must decide whether to sever the bond and live painful, hollow lives or embrace it and defy their world. If they choose each other, they may save the packs or they may be the spark that burns them all to ash.

Betsy— Mother says everything a lady can do to help herself in this cruel world is to fend and take care of herself without losing a strand of her hair to shameful behavior. And I totally agree with her. But how do I explain compromising my faith, my ideals and my principle? One I had been upholding since I was a kid, all because of a hot body my brother calls a best friend. I wasn't going to take the chance to be swayed by someone I should see as my brother, my Alpha, someone I shouldn't think of having, not going to happen. Did I mention I've got a boyfriend who loves me? Now I can tell, I'm such a mess! Drake— I may be color blind, but not with her. I see everything clearly when she's around. Betsy is my best friend's younger sister. We never got to be so close to each other, her mother had taken her away from the pack since her father's death. But Nick had stayed behind as my beta, it was his duty. Now that she's back to the town and to the pack, I couldn't believe how she managed to fill my thoughts, and get into my mind. And that was it. I was going to find out exactly what made her so different from other she-wolves. Was it the way she swings that tiny waist? Or was it just in my head?

He’s seventeen. She’s twenty. Heir to a billion-dollar empire, Kade Kingston owns everything… except the one thing he wants most. Chelsea Lynch. She scrubs floors at Crawford Elite Royal, but every guy in school whispers about what they’d do to her if they got the chance. Kade doesn’t whisper. He acts. He was supposed to lay low—for six months, heal his injury and stay out of the headlines before the big leagues. Then he sees her. Beautiful. Untouchable. But not for long. She thinks he’s just another spoiled rich kid. She’s wrong. He’s a predator in a school full of wolves, and she’s the only thing he’s hungry for. He’ll ruin anyone who touches her. Break her defenses. And when she begs, he’ll make sure she never forgets who owns her. She’s older. Off-limits. But Kade Kingston doesn’t follow the rules. He makes them. And Chelsea Lynch is about to learn…Some lines are meant to be crossed. ********************** NB: “for those that have read *BINDING 13* and love it, just like i do, this is something similar, I just felt like pouring out my idea out here. I really hope you guys love it.”

Betrayed by her mate. Hunted by her past. Bound to a power she doesn't understand. Nyra Moonfang has spent her life healing others—only to be shattered when the Alpha she loves uses her magic and casts her aside. Fleeing into the cursed woods, she awakens a darkness buried deep within her: the spirit of a long-dead witch whispering secrets of fire, vengeance, and fate. Captured by the blind and ruthless Alpha King Lucien Bloodmoon, Nyra becomes his prisoner... and his obsession. He sees what others miss—her untamed magic, her hidden strength, and a prophecy that could doom them all. But as dangerous passion ignites between captor and captive, Nyra uncovers a terrifying truth: the voice inside her belongs to Lucien’s greatest enemy—his own mother. Torn between the love that could save her and the darkness that could consume her, Nyra must face an impossible choice: surrender her soul to silence the past, or embrace her destiny and become the weapon the world fears. Her touch could heal—or ruin everything.

"I thought you were my savior. I didn't know you were the one who set the fire." The day the debt collectors came for my family, I couldn’t even scream. My voice has always been a prisoner of my anxiety, leaving me defenseless in a world of wolves. Then came Ignatius. My brother’s best friend. A man with the face of a saint and the wealth of a king. He didn't just save me; he bought my world. He paid the debts, moved me into his palatial estate, and whispered that I was finally safe. For the first time, I felt the warmth of a "hero." I gave him my trust. I almost gave him my heart. But a saint doesn't keep cameras in your bedroom. The crushing realization hit harder than any blow from a collector: Ignatius didn't buy my debt—he created it. He paid the men who terrified my mother. He orchestrated the ruin of my brother. Every tear I shed was a calculated investment in my total dependence on him. He didn’t want a lover; he wanted a broken pet. Now, the "Saint" has dropped his mask. Ignatius thinks because I am mute, I am powerless. He thinks because I am fragile, I am his. He’s wrong. If Ignatius wants to play the Predator, I’ll find a bigger one. His father, Cane—the cold, ruthless patriarch of the empire—is the only man Ignatius fears. I’m moving from the guest room to the master suite. I’m going to tear this family apart from the inside out, one forbidden dinner at a time. Ignatius ruined my life to own me. Now, I’m going to make sure the debt he owes me costs him everything.

On the day of the wedding, Galen Shaw forces me to crack walnuts with my bare hands for his so-called female buddy. My expression goes cold, and I refuse outright. "My hands are for holding a scalpel, not cracking walnuts for her!" He only chuckles and orders someone to hold me down. Then, he glues the walnuts to my palms himself. One by one, he slams them against the ground. "You cheated while studying medicine. Now that you've married me, forget about ever being a doctor again!" I grit my teeth through the pain. My fingers are aching, but I try to explain. "I went abroad to study medicine for you!" His so-called female buddy sneers in a shrill voice. "All that talk about the Shaw family's hereditary disease is nonsense! Galen has been perfectly healthy for over 20 years. Don't tell me you just want another excuse to cozy up with your precious senior?" The moment those words leave her lips, the faint thought of having someone bandage my hand disappears. A shadow crosses Galen's face. "Looks like you haven't learned your lesson!" He throws me into the basement and locks me there for three days. By the time I crawl out, my hands are completely ruined. Later, when Galen's hereditary disease finally surfaces, the doctor tries to comfort him. "This disease may be terminal, but there is still a way. Dr. Robinson has just returned from overseas. She's the only one in the world who can perform this surgery. "I hear that she's your wife."