Hollow Gamer

Warning 21+ ======================= Once, he owned her heart. Now, she is his stepmother. Five years ago, Elara Moretti vanished, leaving Xavier Vaughn with nothing but a shattered heart and a soul fueled by bitterness. She was the only woman he ever truly loved—and the only one who ever dared to destroy him. Now, Elara has returned, but not as the lover he once knew. She returns wearing his father’s wedding ring. Trapped by her father’s crippling gambling debts, Elara was forced to sell her freedom to Maximilian Vaughn, the titan of Vaughn Enterprises. Following a tragic accident that left him paralyzed and unable to touch his new prize, Maximilian bought Elara to be his ultimate trophy—a beautiful ornament for his gilded cage. Elara expected a life of cold luxury and hollow silence. She didn’t expect to find Xavier lurking in the shadows of the Vaughn estate, waiting for her. Xavier is no longer the sweet boy she once adored. He has transformed into a ruthless tycoon with a heart of stone and a burning, dark obsession. He knows exactly why she’s here. He knows the secret behind her "sacrifice." And while his father can only display Elara like a diamond behind glass, Xavier intends to reclaim what was always his. In a mansion built on lies and forbidden cravings, Xavier is determined to turn Elara’s life into a living hell or a forbidden heaven. "You wanted the Vaughn fortune, Elara? You’ll have to go through me to get it. And I don’t play fair."

Under the blood moon, the Crescent Hollow Pack gathers for their annual Moonbinding Ceremony, a sacred ritual where chosen wolves pledge their lives to one another to strengthen the pack. Lyra is a spirited healer’s daughter who has always dreamed of finding her true mate, not being bound by pack politics. Kael, the fierce, cold Alpha heir, bound by duty and promised to Lyra since birth. A lone wolf from an enemy pack, mysterious and untamed, who crosses paths with Lyra on the night of the Blood Moon. Lyra never believed in love at first sight until she met Rowan. One glance beneath the crimson sky, and her wolf stirred like never before. Her soul whispered, Mate. But that same night, the Alpha announced her forced betrothal to Kael, the very man who would become her pack’s leader and her husband whether she wanted it or not. Lyra and Rowan’s eyes meet during a tense encounter at the forest’s edge; they feel the mate bond instantly, their innate wolves howling for one another. Lyra is duty-bound to marry Kael to seal an alliance between families. Kael doesn’t believe in the mate bond; he sees love as weakness but is drawn to Lyra’s defiance. The mate bond with Rowan burns like fire, but the forced promise to Kael locks her to her pack’s future. When tensions between the packs rise, Lyra is obligated to follow her heart to Rowan and risk war or remain by Kael’s side and surrender to duty.

Suddenly, in this lust-fueled frenzy between us, his blissful being was morphing into the same demon that was driving me insane; it didn't frighten me; in fact, I was waiting for this to happen. His eyes turned lava red, and his body twisted dangerously. "Sweet Teresa, I can not keep him any longer!" "Then, don't!" And in his rapture, he lost all control. He exploded inside of me with his throbbing enormous , sending me devilish vibes. His fangs were fully exposed, and his muscular torso was covered in white dazzling fur. I gasped, yelped for more, grabbed his fur from his back, begged him not to stop, and every movement was dominated by arousal spasms. Then, as the action reached its height, I sensed him getting closer, and I knew he would honor his promise to mark me. How did I know that? I simply knew! "Do it, Bash! Yes, do it"! So he sank his fangs not so deep in the hollow of my neck but enough to propel me to those craving peaks, all mixed with my own thrilling release. Now I was his. FOREVER! --------------- After the death of his father, Alpha Sebastian was left in charge of the Kielder Pack but away from his twin sister. Raising his pack in strength, his life changes radically when Teresa Bradley appears, an ambitious young photographer but with a past as gloomy as it is difficult to understand. Orphaned, chased by demons, with changes that occur one by one, Teresa is forced to accept her past and present, but is there room for Sebastian in her future?

“You’re a liar. And a coward. And you broke me twice.” I laughed—hollow, bitter. Then bent to pick up the torn pieces of the file. I couldn’t believe I’d fallen for the same man twice in one lifetime. If this was a dream, it was a cruel one. When I walked past him, I didn’t look back. “I know I hurt you,” he said behind me, his voice low and raw. “But I never stopped loving you… not even for a single day.” --- They were never supposed to end up together...again, but fate had other plans. Alina has always been the unwanted twin—the quiet, overlooked sister living in the shadow of her perfect twin. So when her father faces financial ruin, he makes a chilling decision: marry one of his daughters off to save the family name. The groom? A powerful, mysterious heir hidden from the public eye. The chosen bride? Alina’s stunning sister. But at the last moment, her father switches them. Now, Alina finds herself married to a man she doesn’t know—yet strangely feels drawn to. A man who might just remember her from a forgotten moment in their past. As sparks begin to fly, she finds herself falling in love with a familiar stranger again. But dark secrets begin to unfold—and a family desperate to reclaim their “true” daughter fights dirty. She was never supposed to be the bride. But she just might be the woman he’s waited for all along.

My back hits the cold glass of the penthouse window, the city glittering a thousand feet below us. Sebastian’s hand is at my throat—not tight enough to hurt, but enough to remind me who I belong to. “You were talking to him,” he says, voice low, dangerous. His other hand is braced beside my head, caging me in. “You smiled.” “It was just—” “Don’t lie to me, Ocean.” His thumb brushes the hollow of my throat, and my pulse jumps so hard he feels it. “You’re mine. Every glance. Every breath. Every inch of you.” I should be furious. I should tell him I’m not his property. But then his mouth is on mine—rough, consuming, tasting like the whiskey he hasn’t let go of since the gala. I moan before I can stop myself. That’s all the permission he needs. His hand slides to my waist, fingers digging in as if he’s afraid I’ll vanish. The heat between us ignites like dry kindling. It’s dangerous. It’s too much. It’s everything. When he finally pulls back, his eyes are dark enough to drown in. “One year,” he murmurs. “That was the deal. But you… you’re making me want forever.” And in that moment, I know the worst truth of all— If Sebastian Velez decides to keep me, I won’t even try to run.

When Erin run into her high school boyfriend, who now is a billionaire, at a restaurant, he cornered her against a bathroom stall "Behavior yourself." She warned him "Be a good girl if you don't want to be heard. " -- "Are you ladies bothering my girlfriend?" "Gavin?" One of the girls spoke up, her voice suddenly shrinking to a whisper. Gavin Pierce. He was the Alpha of the Darkmoon Pack, renowned as one of the most formidable and ruthless Alphas in our universe. And he also happened to be my ex-boyfriend. The same one that I had left behind in high school. Without any regard for my soaked shirt, Gavin casually draped an arm around my shoulders. The girl and her friends gaped at us, speechless and unsure of what to say next. "You two got back together?" She finally managed to ask, her voice almost a hollow echo. "I had no idea." "My personal affairs are none of your concern, Cassondra," he replied, sounding disinterested and nonchalant. "Of course, they're not..." Cassondra stammered, bowing her head in our direction. "I'm very sorry." -- “You owe me for saving you out there,” he said in a deep and threatening tone. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat, staring into his gorgeous eyes. “What is it you want?” I asked, my tone low and breathless. “Don’t you remember the last time we were in a bathroom together?” He asked, that smirk appearing on his lips again. “It was in a stall… just… like… this.”

He was my brother’s best friend. My first love. The first man to ever taste me. Six years ago, Axel “Ghost” Cruz vanished, leaving my heart shattered and my body aching for a touch that never came again. I tried to bury the memory of him, trading the heat of the clubhouse for a cold, safe life in the city with a man who doesn't know how to make me scream. But my father’s murder has dragged me back to the world of leather and sin. And Axel is waiting for me. He’s no longer the boy I remember. He’s a massive, tattooed enforcer with eyes that strip me naked and a voice that feels like a dark caress. He is forbidden—my brother’s most lethal weapon and the one man I should never let touch me again. But when he traps me in the dark of the garage, his rough, scarred hands sliding over my skin, my body remembers everything. I’ve spent six years pretending I’m a lady, but one growl from him and I’m just his. The air between us is thick with a hunger that could burn this whole club to the ground Now, with a war breaking out and my brother watching my every move, I have to decide: do I stay safe and hollow, or do I surrender to the man who owns every inch of me? In this world, some sins feel too good to stop—and some desires are worth the ruin

Ariana Cooper stood by Caleb Miller through his rise to success, enduring every hardship life could throw at them. With the wedding just around the corner, she was on the verge of becoming his wife—only to be discarded once she'd outlived her usefulness. To make matters worse, Caleb even handed over the wedding funds as "compensation" to his long-lost first love, who returned with a son in tow. Watching the picture-perfect family of three bask in their happiness, Ariana made a clean break. She returned to her wealthy roots and got engaged to the heir of a trillion-dollar empire in Horghen City. Then the story flips. Ariana reemerges on the global stage as a top-tier designer, dazzling at the world's most prestigious fashion shows—now with a trillion-dollar tycoon husband by her side, the envy of all. Caleb was convinced Ariana—an orphan, hopelessly devoted—was only throwing a tantrum and would come crawling back in time. But as days turned into months, he began to lose it. … Ethan Skye was infamous in elite circles for his icy detachment, a man rumored to harbor a secret love he could never reveal. Ariana understood the rules and never pushed her luck, falling seamlessly into their role as a flawless, if hollow, society couple. One lazy afternoon, Ariana found a sketchbook tucked away in Ethan's private study. She flipped it open—and her breath caught. Page after page was filled with drawings of her. Holding it up, she went to reason with him. "Ethan, and you call this 'not close'?" He bent down, effortlessly scooped her up, and carried her toward the bedroom. "It's not too late to get close now."

VOWS WRITTEN IN SILENCE “I told myself she was a distraction. I was wrong. She’s the only thing that matters.” Raiyan Al Mansoor built an empire on iron-clad discipline and cold restraint. He believed love was a hollow ache—until a chaotic spill at Heathrow brought him face-to-face with Zoya Roseanne Fayez. She was a glitch in his perfect system. A girl with a sharp mouth, steady eyes, and a silence that felt like a challenge. Raiyan walked away telling himself it was nothing. He lied. When she reappeared at his family gala, laughing like she’d always belonged there, the quiet in Raiyan’s soul turned dangerous. He didn't just agree to this "strategic" marriage; he ensured it. He closed the distance before she could even see him coming. But Zoya is a riddle he can’t solve. She moves like a secret and speaks like a poem. She thinks she’s in control, choosing where to stand and who to trust. She has no idea she’s a hidden heiress to a fortune that has shadows moving in the desert—or that she’s already been marked by enemies she doesn't know she has. Zoya is an enigma wrapped in silk and defiance. And Raiyan? He’s a man losing his mind trying to protect a woman who doesn't think she needs a savior. The vows are written. The silence is loaded. And the most dangerous part isn’t the threat outside... it’s the moment Raiyan stops pretending he can ever let her go.

Amalie finds herself trapped in a fate worse than death. As a spirit wolf who cannot shift, her existence is considered a bad omen by her pack. Fated to Easton, the cruel and manipulative future Alpha of the Hallowed Moon pack, her life becomes nothing more than a series of cruel games and harsh punishments. But the arrival of the fearsome Alpha Jericho turns Amalies world upside down. Jericho, a powerful Alpha with a devastating past, harbours secrets that could destroy them both. His sudden interest in Amalie is not coincidental—she holds the key to his vengeance. As hidden truths slowly surface, Amalie must decide if she can trust the enigmatic Alpha who promises freedom from Easton. With each passing day, the stakes grow higher, and Amalie is drawn deeper into a deadly plot that could either set her free or seal her fate forever. ** Jericho growls softly and pushes my panties to the side – just enough to bare the hollow of my groin. Her rubs his nose along the spot where my leg and groin meets, and without any warning sinks his teeth into the soft flesh right below my hip. He gets to his feet and wipes a droplet of blood away with his thumb. He stares at it for a moment, then curl his full lips around his finger while he looks straight at me. He doesn't attempt to hide the bulge in his trousers, acting as if this is the most natural thing in the world. "You have to remember, Amalie," he says gruffly, "that this is not a real bond.” Bewildered, all I can do is stare at him and nod.