Ignite Reads Novels & Stories

"An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. A race for a race. I will wipe out every last vampire," she vowed, her voice trembling with fury. Ivory Walter never expected her worst tormentor in college Daniel Connor to become the boy who made her heart race. But just as love started to bloom, fate tore them apart. Dragged to the mysterious Frost Town by her mother, Ivory unravels a dark secret...... she’s not just human.... she’s a wolf. Born into a bloodline destined to destroy vampires. But fate isn't done yet. Unbeknownst to her, Daniel follows her to Frost Town… and discovers a truth that shatters his world. He’s a vampire..... her natural enemy. A rare white wolf. A vampire with forbidden powers. A bond that could ignite a war… or end it. As the line between love and loyalty blurs, the question remains: Will they kill each other or everything that stands in their way? When love becomes a battlefield, only one truth matters...... Can a wolf ever love a vampire… without destroying them first?

Maya Rivers came to Eldridge Falls to disappear — to bury herself in routine, classes, and the quiet anonymity of the library stacks. But secrets don’t stay buried here. Not in the same town where her best friend Lena has already learned how quickly desire can ignite in the shadows. For Maya, it begins as a late-night confession whispered into the glow of her phone. A fantasy shared with a stranger. Harmless, she thought—until the fantasy steps out of the screen and into the library aisles. Now every night draws her deeper into a game of secrets and proximity, where rules are written in whispers and broken with a touch. The man in the shadows knows too much, appears too often, and echoes words she thought no one else could read. As Maya wrestles with temptation, danger, and the thrill of being noticed, her story begins to intertwine with Lena’s. In Eldridge Falls, boundaries blur, shadows stretch long, and desire has a way of pulling you past the lines you swore you’d never cross. Some secrets keep you safe. Others demand to be lived.

Elena never imagined motherhood would come to her through quiet clinic visits and anonymous paperwork. With her dreams of family slipping away, she makes the brave choice to pursue insemination, determined to give her child the love she never had. She tells herself the donor is just a number, a faceless code meant to stay buried in medical files. But fate doesn’t follow the rules. When her path unexpectedly crosses with Dominic, a powerful and enigmatic man tied to the very secret she carries, sparks ignite in ways she cannot control. Drawn into his world of wealth, mystery, and magnetic intensity, Elena finds herself caught between the life she carefully planned and the dangerous pull of a man who could unravel it all. As truths begin to surface, Elena must protect not only her heart but the tiny life growing inside her. Because some secrets can bind two souls forever and others can destroy them completely. A story of love, betrayal, and destiny, His DNA, Her Secret will keep you turning the pages, thirsty for the next revelation.

"You’re too beautiful to be crying over a boy," his voice was low, velvety, and dangerously close. It was supposed to be the best night of her life, her 20th birthday, the night she’d planned to finally give herself to the boy she thought she loved. But when her boyfriend didn’t show, the one man she shouldn't want, the man she called Dad, was there to pick up the pieces. "You're drunk," she whispered, her breath hitching as his hand brushed her cheek. "And you're irresistible." What started as an innocent ride home turned into something forbidden. Alone in the dark confines of the car, her fantasies came alive with the man she could never have, a man who had no business looking at her that way. She wanted to stop, but he was intoxicating, addictive. Would their fiery affair destroy everything or would it ignite a love so dangerous they’d risk it all? "Tell me to stop," he whispered, his lips hovering over hers. But she didn’t. And it changed everything.

When the new intern, Felix Madden, hears that I'm going back to my hometown for the Thanksgiving weekend and won't be home in my fully paid-off luxury lakeview apartment, he goes out of his way to cozy up to me. "Come on, Carl. Your place is going to be empty anyway. Why not let my parents stay there for a few days during the holiday? It'll save them the cost of paying for a hotel," Felix says. Worried that my belongings might be tampered with, I politely turn him down. His expression darkens slightly, and he mutters under his breath, "Fine. If you won't lend it to me, I'll find my own way." I don't think much of it at the time. Then, on the first day of the holiday, the property management company sends me a message. They inform me that a group of strangers has entered my building using my access code and appear to be heading to my unit. My heart sinks to my stomach. Something is very wrong. I've only ever shared my access code with my closest family members. There is no way an outsider could know it. The next thing I see is Felix's social media post. The photo shows him and his entire family relaxing in my apartment. The caption reads, "Spending Thanksgiving in a luxury lakeview apartment. Life is good. If you work hard enough, you can enjoy this kind of lifestyle too." Not once does he mention that the apartment belongs to me. Instead, he deliberately makes it look like he owns the property himself. Quietly, I save every piece of evidence. I save the security camera footage and make screenshots of his social media posts. I don't throw them out, nor do I expose them—I simply wait. By the final day of the holiday, they've thoroughly enjoyed themselves and start packing up without a care in the world. As they prepare to leave, they are dumbfounded.

To help my husband, Henry Carter, pay off a million-dollar debt, I clean windows and scrub toilets in an office building on Valentine's Day just for the triple pay. After I'm done with the windows, I am about to transfer the last 50 thousand dollars of the debt when a post suddenly pops up on my phone. The title of the post is, "What is something you see in real life that makes you feel sorry for someone, even if they are your enemy?" One of the top comments says, "The person I hate the most is my boyfriend's wife. My boyfriend pretends to be poor to spend money on me and cheats his wife out of over a million. That woman works day and night at a cleaning company just to make money for me! "This has gone on for eight years. That woman has been scrubbing toilets for eight years! Even if she is my enemy, I feel sorry for her." I freeze, and my fingers tremble uncontrollably. No way. It has to be a coincidence. I stare at those words, stunned and unable to recover from the shock. Then, a new comment appears, "Now, my boyfriend plans to fake an illness by telling his wife that he has cancer. He's going to trick her into giving him money to buy me a car." At that exact moment, Henry sends me a message. The instant I open it, I feel my heart skip a beat. It reads, "I'm sorry, honey. I'm sick—I have cancer. The doctor says we need to prepare 80 thousand dollars for treatment. I hate myself for this. Why am I even alive? I'm just dragging you down with me." The words "late-stage liver cancer" in the attached diagnosis report are painful to look at. I think in dismay, "Henry, you do not need to pretend to be sick. You are indeed in the late stage of cancer."

My disabled husband, Nico, had lost his will to live. I had to give him a reason to stay—a hope. I had to give him a child. But where was I to find this life for my empty womb? "Lena, how unexpected," my husband’s brother said to me, standing in his penthouse office in the heart of Manhattan. I found myself begging this cruel man—a man who had just left mottled scars on another woman’s skin. I needed him to claim me. I needed him to leave his seed inside me. I needed his child. "If you want to seduce someone," Salvatore said, "you should start by taking off your clothes." I stripped. I held my own breasts and pleasured myself before him, desperate to ignite his desire. But he only shoved his fingers into my mouth, drew his belt, and lashed it across my hips. "Slut," his voice was low and lethal. "You want a child? Then you’d better pray for the moment I finally sink myself into you."

“You’re going to be sold off to the man you despise the most unless you want your mother to rot in a cell for your family’s debts.” With no way out, Jane sacrifices herself to a lifetime of tyranny by agreeing to marry Fernando to save her mother. But on her wedding day, something out of the world happens when Jane is kidnapped by Quinn Enricho, a ruthless Mafia boss who wants her for one reason only: Jane looks exactly like his dead fiancée whom he's still obsessed with! Thrown into Quinn’s dangerous world, Jane is forced to live as someone she is not, trapped between her own suppressed desires and and Quinn's deepening obsession. Can Jane survive being a doppelgänger in the Enricho family where love is possession, loyalty is enforced with blood, and mistakes are never forgiven? Will she be able to go scot-free from the war Quinn’s actions ignite in Fernando’s brutal mind? And when Jane's new life changes her completely, will she survive long enough to reclaim herself or will she be consumed by the role she was never meant to play?

"Look into my eyes," commanded Green, the infamous Queen, the ruler of Vampires. "tell me, what do you see? I will give you wealth, fame, power, authority, even your deepest desire because why? I am a god. Reject me and all this things you shall have. Accept me," Zeus's eyes twitched as she closed the gap between them. "And I'll gladly make your life a living ." She pronounced in the most deadliest tone he had ever heard. But he smiled. He was supposed to be scared of her like everyone else in the Supernatural World, instead, he instantly fell to the trap of love. He was an ordinary Werewolf, she was a powerful Vampire and they were mates. He didn't mind he was mated to a ruthless Vampire Queen, all he wanted was to claim her. But how far can Zeus go in Green's living ? How much pain was he willing to suffer just to ignite love in her heart? And was he ever going to succeed in claiming his wild flower? Green, book one of the colour series.

Dana Sosa watched her life collapse in one night. Arrested in her best friend’s apartment for a stabbing she didn’t commit, she was convicted on fake photos and a forced testimony. Three years later, she walks out of prison with nothing—no career, no reputation, and her family estate sold from under her while she was locked away. The worst part? The man who didn’t fight for her was Mateo Tova, the billionaire she almost married. He believed the lies. He let her rot. When Mateo’s stepbrother Remy bails her out, he offers her one thing: a job as Mateo’s personal secretary at Tovar Group. It’s not kindness. It’s revenge. But for Dana, it’s the only way back into the world that destroyed her. Forced to work inches from the man who shattered her, Dana meets his coldness with sharper edges. He believes she cheated. She believes he abandoned her. Neither knows the truth—because someone made sure they never would. As secrets surface and old feelings ignite, Dana starts to uncover the real plot behind it