Inquisitor Cod Skin Novels & Stories

My husband bought me a pair of red lingerie for our wedding anniversary but only because he wanted another man to take it off me. ***** My husband, who hasn't looked at me in years, changed a month to our 5th wedding anniversary. I thought our dead marriage would finally pick up again when he booked multiple spa and salon sessions that transformed my skin and body in anticipation of our anniversary night. I prepared too, desperate to do anything to save our marriage. I was prepared to moan and fake my orgasms like I always do. Anything just to be the perfect wife I was expected to be. On the morning of our anniversary, he gifted me a pair of lingerie before we set off to the private suite we'd celebrate the anniversary in. But a greater surprise awaited me behind the door of the suit. My husband didn't buy me that lingerie because he wanted to take it off me later. He bought me that lingerie because he wanted to trade me to the Lycan king in exchange for a business contract.

Summit Angel Warm came from a region tribe called "The Warm Clan," she was known as the sunshine young wolf in their tribute. After her mother died, she became a rebellious one that made her father, the current Alpha, punished her by mating into a heartless and cold-blooded soon to be Alpha, Froz White Fang. Rumors say that he was once mated before but got betrayed by his Luna's Clan. There was also a myth that says he forbids any young wolf near him which became a challenge for others. "You do not belong here, young wolf. Run away while you still can..." a deep voice echoed around the palace. It was coated in ice that Angel's skin shivers from cold. She took one step back and felt a huge wall blocking her way but when she turn around, her eyes locked in the blue cold eyes watching her. "My father sent me. I will be your mate," she explains in trembling voice. White's eyes examined her whole figure, in that moment, he disagrees. "You failed..."

"50 million dollars"The words hang in the air and Angelica Smith was auctioned to Damien Victor.Kidnapped and sold, the first shock came to her when she learned that her bidder was none other than her brother's best friend.Little did she know that it was only the first of many dark secrets that were yet to be revealed because he was no longer the same man whom she used to admire in her teenage years.The one who can never see a scratch on her skin wanted to leave such deep marks that she remembers her whole life and she wasn't even sure why he was taking revenge on her.What would happen when she learned about his hidden intentions?Will she ever be able to come out of his cage or will she remain his plaything?✿✿✿✿✿✿✿'No one can hurt, touch, see, or feel you except me. You are mine, Tesoro. I will break you until you don't accept it' ~ Damien Victor 'You can have my body, not my soul. I will never submit to you, even if you kill me' ~ Angelica Smith ××××××××Features highly mature content 🔞

When finding evidence is by the skin of one's teeth, what price are you willing to lay to find the culprit?~~~She was just a typical girl from a not so typical family, who will seek justice after her loved ones' death. She was the only survivor in that death trap or at least that was what she knew. Their death wasn't just a mere tragedy, it was intentional. The purpose was to eradicate her clan, but they failed when she survived.When her only reason for living was taken away from her... What was left in her being were: hatred, anger and the burning fire to have her revenge, but it was hard to find since no obtainable evidence could uncover the culprit behind the terrible scheme.When her boss, turned lover, started to show affection, a beam of light was flashed in her being. The newly found solitude with him gradually replaced her negative feelings. But as another guy entered into the picture and claimed her to be his, it drifted her back to her intentions which led her to unravel some secrets she never thought existed. Join me as I lay pieces of information about the Culprit's real identity.

“She is so small, can she take us?” “Her skin looks so soft and chunky, I want to bite it.” “Medora, from this moment onwards, you belong to us.” “Will you strip for us? Or should we help you?” ****** Medora walked into her sister’s wedding and found her fated mate standing at the altar. Only he’d chosen her sister. But beautiful girls don't have to settle for ruthless Alphas. That’s what plus-sized, overlooked little sisters are for. So Medora steps up to take her sister's place in the Ironholt pack. It's fine. She can handle being a bargaining chip to carry the Lycan bloodline. What she can’t handle are the four Alphas waiting for her. Kaz, Kai, Kol, and Kenzo. Her father’s oldest friends. Men, she spent her childhood watching from the shadows. They don’t know her face, but the second she arrives, they look at her like she's everything they've ever wanted. And Medora is terrified she's going to want them back.

***This book contains violence, cursing, sexual content, and talk of suicide, enjoy at your discretion.*** I was walking through an unknown foggy forest when I spotted a field of wildflowers. My feet had a mind of their own as they led me to wander through the flowers. I nonchalantly dragged my hands over the flowers. It was a beautiful and serene sight. I deeply inhaled the sweet scent of the flower and gave a little shudder of bliss. I closed my eyes and just absorbed the moment wanting to remember it. Suddenly the sounds of paws hitting the forest floor overwhelmed me. Then the forest was ignited with flames. Everything glowed vibrant oranges and reds as heavy smoke smothered me from above. I threw myself to the ground desperate for any trace of clean air. As I attempted to crawl out of the flowers a new sound harmonized with the thunder paws, screams and howls for help terrorized me. I clawed at the ground desperate to escape the menacing choir. Fire licked my skin and I screamed for help. Sobs escaped my lips as flaming branches fell on me from above. The smell of burning flesh was the only thing that consumed me as everything went dark.

/Completed/His eyes fully turned bright red and lethal, the dark grey fog surrounding him as he rose on his feet. Black pointed sharp claws jutted out of his fingers. His skin appeared paler than usual as he stared right into my soul."W-What are...you?" I questioned, my lips trembling in fear."Daemonuim rex" He hissed, his claws disappearing. I froze in my seat as those words echoed in my ears. I know what he meant. Demon King. ***Talia wanted an adventure. Working two jobs and living in a dump for an apartment does that to you. When her friend drags her to the club, she is excited at the prospect of meeting someone new. That’s how she meets Lukas, the handsome stranger at the bar who beds her and leaves the next morning. Her entire life changes because of that one night.From finding out she's demons mate, who’s pregnant with the first half-demon child to ridiculously dressed fairies showing up at her door, getting abducted by the guy with a spear, her life becomes an adventure she wished she never asked. ***

He lifted my face up to his and sucked on my neck slowly. "What is it that you want Alana?" He asked me as he nibbled on my ears gently. Thrills moved down my spine and I could feel giddy and wanting already. I was already getting excited down there. "Tell me what you want." His whisper came again. " I want you." | whispered back weakly in a surrender. “Is that all?” He asked in a muffle as his mouth moved over my skin behind my ear. I shivered under his touch. “ I want you to want me too.” I answered truthfully. Alana is very shy and introverted but she has had her eyes set on the Most Popular Bad Boy, Atlas. Atlas is the boy every girl in Gold Valley City wants to have by all means but what happens when he notices and has his eye set a one good girl who is below his class? Will they build together an unbreakable bond amid societal and financial differences or will Alana’s submission be the begining to an unending rollercoaster of hurt and pain?

Eliana Hunter was the perfect Luna to Lucas Williams, her husband and the alpha of the pack until he betrayed her with his stepsister, framing her for stealing from the Lycan King, and left her to bleed out and die while pregnant. But fate had other plans. When Eliana wakes in silver cuffs at the Lycan court, bruised, broken, and sentenced to death, three powerful Alpha brothers interrupt the execution. Not to save her, but to claim her. Axel, Damon, Rylan, the three billionaire triplets were every woman’s dream yet every person’s nightmare, and they were her new mates. But there’s a catch: they already have a mate and Eliana must survive the brutal Luna Trials to earn her place. Trials that killed the last two women who tried. As secrets unravel and passions ignite, Eliana discovers a cursed mark on her skin, one that ties her to an ancient prophecy and a bloodline long buried. As Eliana tries to win the trials and possibly get back her pack, she must strive with everything in her while she surviving enemies that were struggling to see her downfall.

BOOK 1 "When I finally take you Seraphina, it will not be vanilla. You will beg, you will claw at my skin, and lastly your heart..... it'll cease to beat for you, and just for me." His fingers curled around her wrist, guiding her hands to caress the sides of his face. "Don't you want it?" Her heart pounded against her chest, She couldn't even fathom the word, no. _____ In a world ruled by four supernatural factions, Lucian Valemont, the last pure blooded Lycan, reigns with ruthless power and a heart forged in frost. Seraphina Noir, the last of the fire-born witches, is delivered to his feet in chains, branded a traitor, stripped of her magic, and burning with vengeance. She blames him for everything that had gone wrong. While, He sees her as a threat he should eliminate. But the moment their eyes meet, fate stirs. She was supposed to be his enemy and he was meant to be her executioner. But a feeling, ancient pulses between them, it is dark, forbidden, and dangerously tempting. What began with chains and hatred sparks into obsession. And what should have ended in blood.....ignites into fire. One that can't help but consume them.