Hum Khan K Sachy Thy Novel Novels & Stories

Elena is the human wife of an Alpha. She and her husband, Barrett, have been married for three years and are still in love; their biggest worry is not having children. Elena made many efforts to get pregnant, until she discovered that her husband had found a surrogate mother—his spokesperson, a noble-blooded werewolf. In the public eye, they were the "Golden Couple." Elena’s love fairy tale quickly collapsed. When she woke up, she realized she had become a bird willing to be trapped in a cage for the sake of this marriage. So, she dialed the number of her husband's biggest rival—her former employer...

“I, Alpha Killian Strox, reject you, this filthy human as my fated mate at this very moment. May the bond be broken and may we be provided more suitable mates.” Alpha Killian spat with disgust clouding his feature and Erika smiled, a bitter one that didn’t mirror how much pain she was feeling. **** Erika grew up knowing she was the hate symbol, the girl nobody wanted to be associated with. Her own family didn’t want her and the church could only keep her for a few months before she was tossed unto the streets. Erika knew what it felt like to be hated by people who didn’t even know you. A quest for a better life and a life without all of these hate was what pushed Erika to find a better future. What she didn’t expect was stumbling upon a world with supernatural beings and what’s worse? Erika wasn’t allowed to leave for knowing the secrets of the realm. A chance for salvation comes when the pack is attacked by a stronger alpha. The nemesis of every other pack, Alpha Killian. Killian is the strongest alpha to have ever lived and one that other supernatural creatures fear and revere. With his life and several clans under his power, he would have never expected that a simple take over trip would lead him to his mate. He had always a mate but the goddess seemed to enjoy toying with him. What is even worse is finding out his mate is human. The moon goddess had him given a weak human mate?

When a tourist’s corpse is discovered in a tranquil Akyaka graveyard completely drained of blood and gnawed by ghouls, rookie detective Manolya Kara is thrust into the dark underbelly of her Turkish seaside hometown Akyaka. What the mundane police report calls a tragic accident, Manolya knows is black magic. Armed with her hidden hellblade and the telepathic guidance of her invisible angelic companion, Aziz, Manolya prepares to hunt. But the investigation grows complicated when the elite Wellness Alliance deploys backup: Kayhan, an insufferably arrogant shadowmender who views her as a fragile civilian liability. As a sinister force begins invading Manolya’s mind with terrifying visions of smoldering red eyes, her mental shields begin to shatter. To stop a nightmare capable of stripping away her magical defenses, Manolya must survive a rising tide of demonic forces and learn to trust the partner she desperately wants to punch. A predatory evil is watching from the shadows, hungry for a new vessel and power, and it has its smoldering red eyes set perfectly on Manolya.

I’m Vicky Eaton, a bondless Kindred. Meaning, I don’t have a Blood Bond mate--the only human you can drink from according to the Kindred law. I’ve done my best to stick to the rule, until I realized that my new boss just smells too darn delicious for me to resist and fits every criteria to be my mate. However, I have made a vow long ago to stay bondless for eternity.**As he spoke, he licked my ear. My heart began to race again. The aroma of his Blood Perfume mixed with his natural body fragrance, stimulated my every nerve. He kissed my neck. I groaned against his touch as he removed my clothing for the third time in under 12 hours."Whatever you do…” I said breathlessly, “Don’t stop.” My words hit him hard and his moves intensified. Suddenly, he broke apart and turned his neck to me, revealing his glorious skin. I froze. Should I stay true to my past, or do I take a leap of faith and fall into the world of the Blood Bond?

For the first time in thirty four years of my life, I found someone I didn’t want to lose. He was innocent, too innocent for my liking but my heart was already set on him and i would rather lose the pack I have struggled for years to build than lose him. He was mine! Mine to claim’ Mine to love! Mine to dominate. Mine to own. He was everything to me, even my death!

In a world where Humans rule the day and Werewolves the night, lies the fate of an Alpha king Lucien who had been cursed by a witch to never have an heir succeed him— a curse he acquired through his father many years ago and a situation that has left him ridiculed and disrespected amongst his own people, and his brother, wanting to dethrone him. As the humans go about their normal day-to- day- activities, the Lycans hunt at night for the unlucky humans. To the Lycans, humans are needed and usually looked down upon as merely slaves or breeders for more slaves and nothing more. Little does the Alpha king know that the death of his curse lies in the hand of that one human. But how was a mere slave able to cure him when not even the most powerful witch in the underworld could? What will become of the human breeder's fate knowing she's now a threat to the throning of the Alpha's brother? Will she also be able to break the second curse?

He was supposed to heal quietly… not fall for his savior. After barely surviving a bullet to the chest and the betrayal of the only person he thought loved him, Jeremiah wanted nothing more than to disappear and mend in silence and forget. But then Everett Blackthorne shows up. Sharp-eyed, too intense… and too interested. Unsettling Jeremiah in all the wrong ways and making him feel things he doesn’t understand and is too afraid to admit. When dark secrets start surfacing, their connection becomes dangerous, not just for their hearts, but for their lives. Jeremiah has already survived hell once. But this time, it’s not just his past chasing him. It’s something older. Something darker. And it won’t stop until it drags him back.

Betrayed. Beaten. Bought. Allison thought she found freedom in her boyfriend, Elliot, who promised to help her escape from her abusive father and grandmother, but instead, he delivered her straight to a black market auction. Now, she was left bleeding on the stage, grieving the brutal loss of her unborn child. She was seconds from death when a voice echoed through the hall: “I’LL BUY HER.” The buyer is Lazar, a Lycan Alpha who paid a fortune not for a slave, but for his mate. In order to avenge the injustice and cruelty that has been done to Allison, he delivers savage justice to her abusers and offers her absolute protection in his Pack. Allison's fight just began because now, she is caught between the Alpha’s possessive love and the hatred of a Pack that wants her dead.

To save her dying father from ruin, Isabella “Bella” Hart makes the ultimate sacrifice: she weds Lucian Blackthorn, the ruthless Alpha of Stormfang Pack. Cold, merciless, and scarred by betrayal, Lucian despises humans—and vows never to love the fragile bride forced upon him. To his wolves, Bella is nothing but a joke: the human Luna. But Bella refuses to bow. Her quiet strength and fierce heart begin to stir something Lucian thought long dead. Sparks of the mate bond burn between them… a bond he swears he’ll deny. Then comes betrayal. A scheming noblewoman, Lilith Duskbane, sets a trap that leaves Bella shattered, convinced her Alpha husband has taken another to his bed. Heartbroken, Bella runs—straight into a world of rogues, rival Alphas, and deadly prophecy. Now Lucian must hunt his runaway mate before his enemies claim her. Yet even if he finds her, will Bella ever forgive the Alpha who broke her heart?

On our fifth wedding anniversary, I nestled in the arms of my vampire husband, Alaric, and offered my neck to his lingering kisses. My breath caught as my hand fumbled in my pocket for the pregnancy test crystal. It glowed faintly, showing a clear positive result. I planned to reveal my pregnancy as my final surprise for the night: we were going to have a half-vampire child of our own. Alaric's confidant, Roman, grinned suggestively and asked in the Old Tongue of the Kindred: "Your Highness, and what of your childhood friend, the beautiful pureblood Elise? Does she satisfy you?" Alaric's mocking laughter rumbled against my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied in the same Old Tongue: "Like fire, wild and intensely hot. The harder you bite, the sweeter she yields." His fingertip was still tracing the bite marks on my neck, but his gaze was far away. "Just be sure to keep this quiet. I'd be ruined if my dear wife found out." The clansmen chuckled, raising their blood-filled goblets to pledge their secrecy. The warmth in my blood ran to ice. They had forgotten. Born of a noble human line that had intermarried with the Kindred for generations, I was fluent in their Old Tongue. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect hostess's smile plastered on my face, but the hand gripping my glass began to tremble. Alaric probably thought that if I found out, I would cry and demand to know why he treated me this way, just as I had before. But what he didn't know was that this time, everything was different. The marriage contract was void. I sent a message to my father: "Father, I've lost the bet. I am coming home to inherit the family estate."