Inward Trembling Novels & Stories

In the tenth year of being the secret lover of Luca, a Mafia Don, I died. When the bullet tore through my chest, I used the last of my strength to dial his number. “Luca, I’ve been shot… Please, save me…” On the other end, he let out a careless, mocking snort. “Eva, is this another one of your tragic‑act routines? Helena’s waiting for me to have breakfast with her. I’m tired of this game. Stop bothering me.” Then, the call cut off without mercy, and so I closed my eyes in despair. When I opened them again, I had gone back seven days before the shooting. This time, with trembling fingers, I dialed a number I hadn’t dared to touch in three years. “Marcus, three years ago, you said you’d marry me. Do you still stand by it?” The voice on the other end exploded. “Eva! You finally called me! I’m in Sicily, clearing out an enemy faction. I can’t get back right now. “Give me seven days. I swear I’ll come back to you in a blaze of glory!”

"Dad? Tell me it's not true! You didn't steal the painting from Mr. Miller, did you?" asked Rebecca almost in a whisper, her body trembling violently, she was not ready to hear the answer. "I'm sorry Becky, I'm so sorry..." Rebecca sat limply on the floor, unable to believe what she had just heard. "Okay, that's enough! You've heard it clearly, right, Ms. Beckett? Your father will pawn you to me until he could return the painting that he stole from me! John, take her!" interrupted James Miller, the billionaire whose painting was stolen by William Becket, Rebecca's father. From that day on, Rebecca's life was no longer the same, she had to give up her freedom by living with James Miller and serving all his needs. At first, everything was going fine until one day James Miller found out that William Beckett was collaborating with a Russian mafia in the theft of his painting and had absolutely no intention of returning the painting to him. He became very angry and began to make Rebecca's 'life' a threat. But one drunken night turned things upside down...

“Never again," Kelvin chokes out, his voice trembling, his gaze locked onto the haunting eyes that once stole everything from him. Tears blur his vision, but his resolve stands firm, he will not be devoured a second time. Once a bright, ambitious employee, Kelvin spiraled into a world he swore he'd never know, a world spun with lust, whispered secrets, and aching hunger. His boss, a man wrapped in power and temptation, tugged at the fraying threads of Kelvin’s soul, awakening a need he'd buried deep. But when Kelvin surrendered, when he tasted the truth hidden beneath the seduction, he recoiled in horror. This man, this polished billionaire, was no stranger. He was the boy who had shattered Kelvin's innocence, left him bleeding and broken in the ruthless hands of bullies. Now, he returned, cloaked in wealth and charm, seeking what he once destroyed. Where love festers, hatred blooms. Where passion ignites, betrayal sharpens its teeth. And from the shadows of their shared past, a darker enemy rises, thirsty for vengeance, eager to spill blood, and blind to whether either of them survives. Their reunion was never about love. It was about survival.

“I don’t want you running away from me. How long will it take you to understand that I want you?” “Joye, can you not see that my very existence is dependent on you? Can you not see that I’d be lost without you?” With trembling lips, she shook her head. “No, no, it’s not good for us. It’s not the best. You, me…, it’s incompatible! Please stay away from me.” “I don’t want to! I can’t!” “Please, I don’t want to do this the hard way. Joye, I love you so much. Don’t you feel the same way?” ***** Joye Parker, an ordinary omega, rejected and at the verge of giving up on her very existence. What was life to live if she could not even find happiness in herself? What was life to live if her mate who was supposed to be her savior despised and rejected her? Well, that was till light came. Light in a dark soul, Kaelan Blackwood? It wasn’t the crazy part. He now calls her his light and savior? When did places switch? Find out in this captivating read! You are mine series***

I'm a major suspect in the in-law murder case in Nexford. My husband, Roland Turner, also known as the police chief, personally arrests me. During my trial, the murderer commits yet another murder. The latest victims are killed once again using the same brutal method. Roland kneels on the floor while begging me to tell him the truth. I answer him that I have no idea what it is. At the same time, the victims' families keep screaming at me, wanting to skin me alive for my crimes. Three months later, Roland brings a Memory Decryptor with him. He finds me near a pile of trash. With trembling hands, he pierces two thin needles through my temples. "I'm so sorry, Wendy. I know you're not the murderer, but I just want this slaughterfest to end. I don't want to see anyone else die again. "We can also use this chance to show your memories to everyone. That way, we can find out what the actual truth is." But once he views my memories, he suffers from an emotional breakdown and sinks to his knees.

Olivia’s POV The moment Armando left, the dam broke. I sobbed into the silence, my chest heaving with the weight of everything I’d pushed down for so long. I wanted to hold him tight. To kiss him and to tell him how much I loved him and how much I wanted his protection but I just couldn’t because I didn’t trust anyone else and because I never wanted anything to do with love after James. I hated myself for pushing him away. But more than that, I hated that I felt anything for him at all. I sat there, drowning in the storm of my own heart, knowing that love was a battlefield I might never cross again, and yet, for the first time, I wished I had the courage to try. Armando’s POV Back in my study, I poured myself a glass of whiskey, my hand trembling as I lit a cigarette. The tears came slowly at first, hot and unfamiliar against my skin. I hadn’t cried since I was ten years old. But tonight, I wept. For her. For me. For everything we could never be.

I’m sorry, it was an accident. I swear it was an accident!” Silver stuttered out in fear. Rodriguez stared at the trembling girl before him, heart torn in two. He’d usually revel in a sight like this, but not today. Instead he simply swiped away her tears. The feeling of her silky skin underneath his rough palms, sent a jolt of electricity through his veins. *** Silver was a waitress at the Blue Phoenix Bar. One night she found a flash drive left behind by some customers. She kept it, in hopes that the men would come back for it. Unaware that she has inadvertently stumbled into a sprawling operation between the top echelons of the Russian Mafia. Rodriguez is known to be the most dangerous man in the world, The Russian Mafia Don. When he discovers that a vital flash drive is missing, he goes into a destructive rage and blames the waitress who took it. He soughts after her life but meeting her alone is enough to change his mind. He decides instead to kidnap her and take away her freedom, making her a slave in his empire. But as it turns out, his slave holds a strong attraction to both his heart and body.

Some pleasures are too hot for one pair of eyes. A striper does private shows in her room while a possessive CEO watches her from his window and jerks off. A married gay flght attendant teaches her coworker how to pleasure girls while snowed in an airport. One woman, three black men, four bodies turned into one trembling, wrecked, unforgettable fuck team. Let's Get Horny isn’t a book you read… it’s a book you survive. Fifty stories… ten parts each. No filters, no fade-to-black, no apology. From the first forbidden kiss to the last dripping orgasm, these horny adults narrate their filthiest, most secret moments – the ones they’d never tell a soul, but you get to devour page after page. Your fingertips will bleed from turning pages, your thighs will clamp together, your cocks would turn rock hard. But your eyes will stay wide open because closing them won’t stop the images. Warning: This collection does not hold back. If you blush easily, put it down now. If you want to feel the heat under you skin, then let's get horny.

I was locked in the cellar by my triplet alpha brothers after my stepsister, Elsa, framed me for killing her wolf by giving her an almond cake. The exit was secured with silver chains, and my wolf howled and begged them to release me. But my three alpha brothers refused. Alpha Kane, the eldest, growled, "You wicked she-wolf! You knew she was allergic to nuts, yet you deliberately gave her an almond cake to suffocate her! Don't you know it could fatally harm her wolf? You must stay here and reflect on what you've done!" Alpha Kelvin, the second, and Alpha Karl, the third, mocked, "What a despicable wolf you are! Still making excuses instead of facing the truth. Stay here and suffer what you deserve!" After that, they shifted into their wolves and took the trembling Elsa to the werewolf infirmary. Meanwhile, I struggled to breathe as the air in the cellar was filled with silver dust. My wolf howled in agony, but it was useless. Eventually, I died there. It wasn't until three days later—after they brought Elsa back from the infirmary—that I finally crossed their minds again. But by then, they didn't know—I was already dead in that silver-dust-filled cellar.

Selene Whitmore has known only pain. Half-blind, mute, and scarred from years of torment, she has spent her life as a captive, treated as nothing more than a possession by the ruthless rogue, Sebastian Kane. She stopped screaming long ago. She stopped fighting. She stopped hoping. Until the night Alpha Killian Blackwood slaughters her captors and finds her trembling in the dirt—his fated mate. Killian is a warrior, feared and respected, but nothing prepares him for the fragile girl who flinches at his touch. He swears to protect her, to give her the freedom she’s never known. But his pack whispers—how can a broken, silent human be the mate of a powerful Alpha? Selene tries to disappear into the shadows, but fate won’t let her. Neither will Killian. Because Sebastian isn’t done with her yet. When warnings turn into attacks and the past refuses to die, Selene must make a choice—remain the powerless girl she was or become something no one ever expected. Can Killian convince her to trust him before it’s too late? Or will Sebastian drag her back into the darkness she barely escaped?