In A Towering Rage Novels & Stories

Blurb They didn’t just take my body on that interview—they took my goddamn soul. I walked into Larsen Conglomerate to rebuild my shattered life after catching my fiancé balls-deep in my baby sister on our wedding day. What I got instead? Three triplet billionaire CEOs who recognized me the second I stepped through the door—because I’d already worshipped one of their cocks in a filthy club bathroom while drowning my betrayal in rage and vodka. Kairos, the ruthless king who commands with ice-cold precision.Lucian, the protective genius who stitches me back together after they tear me apart.Rhysand, the filthy bastard who fucks me against skyscraper windows and makes me forget my own name. They hired me. Claimed me. Possessed me. But their empire is built on blood—including my parents’ deaths. My sister wants me dead. My ex wants revenge. And I’m pregnant with a child conceived in violence and stolen in grief. The Larsen Kings don’t share. They don’t compromise. They don’t lose. And they sure as hell won’t let me go. Even if loving them destroys us all.

On what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, Irene Casareo’s wedding turned into her worst nightmare. Instead of walking down the aisle, her groom dragged her to the police station, accusing her of a crime she never committed. It was there she discovered his betrayal—he had conspired against her with his own stepsister. Consumed by rage and despair, Irene endured three agonizing years behind bars. Upon her release, freedom barely had time to settle in her lungs when she found herself caught in a bloody crossfire. That was when she met Kristoff Montecillo—a powerful man from the underworld, and the uncle of her ex-fiancé, Dave. He saved her from the armed men, but demanded a different kind of payment: he shook her world with a single, unexpected kiss. And when a lecherous old man tried to rob her of her innocence, it was Kristoff who shielded her once again. Now bound by a debt of gratitude, Irene faces an impossible choice: should she agree to become Kristoff’s fiancée in return for his repeated rescues, or should she say yes only to use him as a weapon in her quest for vengeance against those who shattered her life?

Love was never safe. But with him... it’s beautifully dangerous. Soren has never known peace—only pain. Abused by a father who broke him. Abandoned by a mother who vanished without a backward glance. And betrayed by the man he once called home. Now, he doesn’t believe in love. Doesn’t believe in rescue. He survives. That’s all. Then Travian enters his world. Cold eyes. Quiet power. A patience that feels like a threat. He doesn't ask for Soren’s trust—he claims it. Slowly. Roughly. Completely. Travian sees the fire beneath Soren’s scars. And he wants it all. But just as Soren begins to let him in, the past strikes back—vicious and unforgiving. Kidnapped. Caged. Forgotten. Soren is thrown into the hands of the monsters he thought he escaped. But Travian isn’t the type to walk away. He’ll rip through hell, drenched in blood, to bring Soren back. Because Travian doesn’t just want his heart. He wants his rage, his darkness, his surrender. And this time, love won’t save them. It’ll destroy everything in its path.

“She's mine, Finnian! The Queen of this kingdom! You've no right to look at her the way you do!” King Rowan roared. “Queen? Or Prisoner?” Prince Finnian shot back, his voice trembling with rage,” You made her suffer, you made her bleed and yet you still have the nerve to claim her?! Don't forget, brother… She's my mate. The Moon Goddess bound her to me!” King Rowan’s eyes flashed red as he stepped closer to Prince Finnian,” I don't care about the moon goddess… touch her again and I will tear your heart into pieces.” Prince Finnian's jaw clenched but he didn't back down,” Then you'll have to try because I'm not going to let her stay for another second in your arms!” Two brothers. One queen. A witch living among wolves for love, caught between a cruel king and his brother who was never meant to love her. Blood or destiny… What wins when love becomes a war? How far will one brother go to keep her? And how far will the other go to claim what’s rightfully his?

Alpha Danes was full of rage and heartbreak when he found out that a maid, Alexey, is his mate, rather than Lucia, who he's in love with. He rejected her immediately and she decided to go rogue, but he stopped her. He offered to sell her to Lycan Alpha, Elijah, to get him on his side. Lycan Alpha Elijah, on the other part, shares a rough history with Alpha Danes. Alpha Danes was supposed to be his partner when he bailed and sold him to their enemy, so he could become the Alpha. However, Elijah survived his death but couldn't save his wife and his baby. That night, he swore to the Alpha Danes a lifetime of misery. When Alexey got to the mansion of Elijah, he found out that she's his mate and treated her with care and respect. Alexey was surprised at the treatment she was being given, but she was too hurt to feel Elijah's mate bond. So, Elijah decided to give time. Lucia, the current Luna of Crewson Pack, was an enemy of Alpha Danes but became his true love to kill him. His love for her strengthen when she brought his sister, Anna, back to him. But it was all part of the plan to kill him.

On the day the privileged heiress, Olivia Cruz, and I register our marriage, she leaves me and Mom stranded on a deserted road before running off to her childhood sweetheart, Brad McCoy. Rage triggers Mom's cardiac arrest, so I call Olivia in anxiety, begging her to come back and save Mom. But she just says a cold line before ending the call, "Not this again. Every time I have to step away, your mom suddenly has heart pain. Your family sure knows how to put on a show, huh?" With that, Mom misses her chance at rescue and dies. That night, a mutual friend posts online. "Growing up together is a whole different kind of bond!" The post shows Olivia perched on Brad's lap with his hand resting on her waist. It's the perfect picture of intimacy that leaves little to the imagination. I expressionlessly tap on the like button before typing my comment. "Is this what you meant by 'something important'?" The friend sneers. "Relax, it's just a game of Truth or Dare. I can't believe you're taking it so seriously." Olivia doesn't even bother to explain, but when I walk away without a word, she finally panics.

A Rage Curse swept through the werewolf world. Only an Alpha strong enough to fight it could keep his throne. I was Alpha Liam’s personal alchemist. For nine years, I brewed "Serenity," the only potion that held back his curse. I dragged his pack, Silverclaw, from a back-alley crew to a pharma empire. I turned him from a rabid dog into a king. Liam promised me the Chief Alchemist title. He promised me millions in profit sharing the day the potion went public. But on his coronation day, he gave it all to Chloe, a she-wolf who’d just joined the pack. All because she was high-born. The perfect face for the pack's new image. And me? I was just a lowly Omega. I confronted him. He crushed me with his Alpha aura. "You're an Omega. Be grateful I even let you stay. Without me, rogues would've torn you to shreds by now!" I walked out before he could throw me out. We’ll see who gets torn to shreds first. But I know one thing. Without my potion, that power he's so proud of... will turn him back into the rabid animal he truly is.

Five centuries. One soul. Two immortal men obsessed with her. One woman caught between the fate she never asked for, and a war she never saw coming. Amèliä watched the flames consume her twin sister in a cruel twist of fate. The world believed Elizabeta died, but her soul survived, waiting in limbo, waiting to return. When that return finally comes, Amèliä must step into her sister’s life, inherit her burdens, and face the monsters drawn to the power Elizabeta once wielded. Magnusson has hunted for his soul’s other half across centuries. When he laid eyes on her again, he was certain: she is his. The problem? Another man, one he knows all too well, threatens to claim her first. In this tangled web of desire, rage, and destiny, love is never simple. Majesta, the name she now bears, must navigate shifting alliances, unravel hidden truths, and protect the world from forces that lurk in darkness. She’ll need magic, cunning, and a heart hardened by betrayal to survive. From scorching betrayals to tender reunions, from unimaginable power to soul-shattering sacrifices, Marked By Fate pulls you into a world where immortal lovers clash, ancient pacts unravel, and one woman decides who controls her fate.

I was the "Sickly Prince"—a weak scholar hidden in oversized suits. But in the underworld, secrets are the only currency that matters, and mine is the most lethal of all. Aradaa Vaelis has spent twenty-one years hiding his elite combat training from his tyrannical father, the Don. But when his father gambles away his sister’s life, Aradaa is forced to shatter his facade. To save his sister, Aradaa makes a deal with the devil: he will become a human sacrifice for the Dreadfang Clan, a savage "Beast" Mafia known for their monstrous strength. His buyer? Kaelor Dreadfang. Known as the "Beast King," Kaelor is a man losing his mind to a feral rage and a slow poison. He doesn't want a soldier; he wants a "pretty toy" to break. But the moment they touch, a primal Mate Bond ignites—a shockwave of desire that neither can fight. Now, Aradaa is trapped in the King's Master Suite, serving as Kaelor’s "Exclusive." But as the Syndicate moves to destroy them both, Aradaa’s true lineage begins to surface. He isn't just a slave or a scholar—he is the Pure-Blood, the only one capable of curing the bio-weapon plague and ruling the underworld. The "Pretty Prince" is dead. The King’s partner has arrived. And together, they will burn the Syndicate to the ground.

My daughter was being slandered at the werewolf aristocratic high school. The other party threatens my daughter, saying that her father, one of the most powerful Alphas in the territory, will soon have my daughter kicked out of school. But the father they called for backup turned out to be my mate, Derek. When I saw Emma, her hair was a mess, her clothes disheveled and torn, with tear stains still fresh on her face. My heart ached. Rage surged through me. Across from us stood a glamorous she-wolf, her chin lifted high with arrogance. "So what if my daughter slandered yours? Look at what you're wearing. You're nothing but poor Omega wolves." The girl who had spread rumors about my daughter was equally brazen. "My father is a major shareholder of this academy. If you dare defy me, I can have trash like you expelled in minutes!" But the father who arrived in a luxury SUV to back them up, dressed in an expensive tailored suit—wasn't that my mate Derek? When Derek saw Emma and me, he frowned, clearly surprised. I let out a cold laugh. "Derek, so you have another family and another daughter now?"