Iron Kingdoms Requiem Novels & Stories

“You belong to me, Aria,” he growls, his nose brushing against mine. “The harder you push me away, the deeper I fall into this madness of wanting you.” “You don’t even want a mate!” I remind him, hating how small my voice sounds, and how my body sings whenever he’s this close. His breath brushes against my lips. “You’re right. I don’t. But I burn for you, Aria, and I don’t think I’ll make it through the season without tasting what’s mine.” ***** They call Ryder Drexel the Ice King of Ironclaw University, captain of the undefeated Iron Wolves, cold-blooded on the rink and untouchable off it. He doesn’t do distractions. He doesn’t do relationships. Until her. Aria Murdock is the opposite. She’s an invisible scholarship student hiding secrets that she’s spent her entire life hiding—she’s a wolf who can’t shift in a world where wolves like her are called runts and are mercilessly killed to be rid of their weak bloodline. But when an accident reveals her true scent, Ryder’s world fractures. She’s a walking death sentence. Someone undesirable to most. Off-limits because of her low rank and bloodline. And she’s his mate. Now, the Alpha heir has a choice. He can either reject the bond, or risk everything to claim her. The problem? Claiming her means breaking every rule and starting a war within his own pack. It also means revealing who Aria truly is, and she’s so much more than a runt. They’re enemies by nature, but bound by instinct and fate. In a world where packs, rules, and reputations reign, claiming her might just cost him everything, especially his heart.

A princess vanishes. A kingdom can't afford the truth. And the only person who can take her place is the brother who was never supposed to exist in the shadows she left behind. Prince Caelan Vayne is an Alpha with a secret that could shatter him — his strength is suppressed, his designation hidden, his entire identity a carefully maintained performance. When his sister disappears days before her royal wedding, his father makes the impossible ask: put on her dress, cross the border south, and become her. Just long enough to save the alliance. Just long enough to find her. He doesn't expect Crown Prince Damien Solaris. Cold. Commanding. The kind of man who fills a room without trying. Damien is everything a southern crown prince is supposed to be — except for one thing. Beneath the iron composure and the perfect Alpha facade, he's hiding a designation that would cost him his crown, his empire, and everything he's spent his life building. Two people. Two impossible secrets. One contract marriage that was supposed to keep them at arm's length. It doesn't. Because living under the same roof does something to carefully constructed walls. Shared suppressants become shared trust. Midnight investigations become something neither of them can name. And the cold, professional distance of a contract slowly, devastatingly becomes the one place either of them has ever felt safe. But someone arranged the princess's disappearance. Someone inside these very palace walls wants this alliance — and everything it protects — reduced to ash. They'll have to find the truth before it finds them first. The Alpha Wore a Crown and Secrets is a slow-burn ABO royalty romance about two people who agreed to a temporary arrangement — and discovered that the heart doesn't honor expiration dates.

My fiance, Victor Blackwood, is a mafia boss who rules the country's underworld with an iron fist. To the rest of the world, he is the epitome of power. Yet to me, he is the embodiment of love. But I do not realize the cost of loving a man like him. On Valentine's Day, I cook his favorite dishes and wait for him to come home. However, time passes, and his chair stays empty. Uneasy, I go to Queenie Stone's social media page. She is Victor's foster sister. She posts, "All I said was that I felt lonely, and he came right away. "Even when I accidentally spilled wine on him, he didn't mind. Victor is still someone who puts family first, even if it means neglecting his lover. "He never lets me down. I hope things stay that way." In the photo, Victor's shirt is soaked at the waist. Queenie's handkerchief lingers near his most private parts, but he doesn't pull away. He merely looks at her affectionately. I do not make a fuss and give Queenie's post a like. Then, I send Victor a message that reads, "Let's break up." Victor ignores it as always. Later, I discover that when my breakup message popped up, he had said offhandedly, "Vivienne can't live without me. She's just acting out. "If I ignore her for a few days, she'll come crawling back by herself. She's easy to please." What he doesn't know is that I was easy to handle only because I once loved him. But now that I have decided to leave, he cannot make me turn back, no matter how he tries to win me over.

His iron grip was fastened around my waist and he pinned me on to the wall. "Let go of me!" I gritted. "If I want to right now" he leaned in close, his lips grazing my earlobe. "I can forcefully have my way with you and watch you scream your beautiful melodious tone underneath me" he whispered gravelly. I gasped and tried getting his hands of my waist. "You are my wife after all aren't you?" He teased, his teeth gently nibbling on my skin. I felt a strange heat brewing up inside me and I fought to control it. "Dante let go of me!" I seethed. Slowly, his head ascended from my neck and faced me. He ran a finger along my lips and a devilish smile curled up on his face. * * * * * * Love. Crime. Passion. Strong female lead Alina Fedorov, the vibrant and daring daughter to the Don of the Russian mafia is forcefully put into marriage against her wishes by her father. And her groom is no other than the feared Dante Morelli, the ruthless capo dei capi of the most powerful and dangerous italian-american mafia. He has his base running all through Europe and America with myriads of capos and underbossess at his beck and call. Running his underworld without a heart, he is quick to do away with any one who goes against his orders and his years of training has him equipped for a dangerous life of crime. But none of that will matter when he meets the impulsive and independent Alina Federov. Can love ever blossom between the two especially as Dante craves revenge on Alina for the sins of her father? Or will Alina be able to break down his walls of coldness and have him on his knees for her?

"Sign it and leave. Sarah needs me more than you do." Clara Vance had spent three years as a "perfect" ghost—the invisible, dutiful wife of the ruthless billionaire Julian Thorne. She had cooked his meals, ironed his shirts, and endured his coldness, all while hiding her true identity as the world’s most sought-after tech prodigy. She thought her love could melt his icy heart. She was wrong. On their third anniversary, Julian handed her divorce papers. His reason? His first love had returned, and he wanted to give her the life Clara was currently "occupying." Clara didn’t beg. She didn’t cry. She signed the papers with a steady hand and disappeared that same night, carrying a secret that would change his world forever—she was pregnant with his heir. Five Years Later. Julian Thorne is a man haunted by a shadow. He has everything he ever wanted, yet he feels nothing but a void where his "unwanted" wife used to be. At a global economic summit, he prepares to meet the mysterious, "Iron Lady" CEO of the V-Tech Empire—a woman who has been systematically crushing his businesses for months. When the doors open, Julian’s heart stops. Dressed in a power suit, radiating cold elegance and diamond-hard confidence, stands Clara. But she isn’t alone. A mini-version of Julian stands by her side, looking at him with the same icy glare he once gave her. "Mr. Thorne," Clara smiles, and it’s the coldest thing he’s ever seen. "I believe you’re here to discuss the terms of your surrender?" The chase is on. The billionaire is on his knees. But this time, the Queen isn't looking for a King—she’s looking for revenge.

Book one of the Alpha Queen Series Laura Ravenwood was once a warrior. But then she chose love over power, laying down her blade to become Luna of the Silver Moon Pack. She stood beside Alpha Kieran, not because she was weak, but because she believed in their bond. Until he humiliated her by publicly claiming an Omega concubine and daring to call her barren. Feeling betrayed, she rejected him. She broke the bond and walked away. Now hunted and wounded, she is found by Alpha Lucian Blackwood of the ruthless Bloodfang Pack. But what begins as captivity turns into something deeper—because Laura is no ordinary Luna. Marked by the Primordial Mate Bond, she is destined to connect with four powerful Alphas, each driven by desire, power, and obsession. Lucian, the iron-fisted warlord who can’t stop unraveling in her presence. Dante, the wild-born warrior who would raze kingdoms just to touch her. Nikolai, the rogue with blood on his hands and secrets on his lips. Zephyr, the cursed tactician who only feels sane when she’s near. But her past is not done with her. Her former mate returns—corrupted by dark rituals. What began as a betrayal now threatens the survival of every pack. And the only one who can stop it is the woman they all underestimated. --- “You want fire?” Dante whispered, pressing her back against the tent wall, his breath scorching her neck. His hands gripped her hips, dragging her against his aching d*ck. “Then take it,” she snapped, digging her nails into his shoulders. “Stop treating me like I’ll break.” --- Content Warning: This novel contains mature themes, graphic intimacy, emotional manipulation, dark romance, and supernatural violence. Suitable for 18+ readers only. Expect obsessive Alphas, unapologetic power shifts, and a heroine who chooses fire over forgiveness.

Emery Sinclair had spent years perfecting the art of being the perfect wife. The devoted, loyal, and elegant Mrs. Sinclair. Even when whispers of her husband's infidelity trailed after her like a ghost, she held her head high, convinced that love—her love—was enough to fix the cracks in her marriage. But the moment she walks into that hotel suite and finds her husband entangled with another woman, something inside her shatters. She doesn’t cry. She doesn’t scream. Instead, she walks away, her heart numb, her mind spinning. The life she built is over. The man she sacrificed everything for never deserved her. Then comes Killian Wolfe. Cold, calculating, and ruthlessly powerful, Killian is everything her husband is not. And he is done watching from the sidelines. For years, he’s kept his distance, biting his tongue as his foolish stepbrother squandered the one good thing in his life. But now? Now, Killian doesn’t hold back. He steps in—offering her a way out, a place to stay, and, most dangerously, a deal she never saw coming. "Let me take care of you," he tells her, his voice a low, commanding whisper. She should say no. She should run. Because nothing about Killian Wolfe comes without a cost. But the way he looks at her—like she’s something precious, something worth ruining kingdoms for—makes her wonder if, just this once, she should let herself be wanted. The game changes in a single night. A kiss turns into something more, and before she knows it, she’s tangled in his sheets, in his world, and in his control. But Killian doesn't just want her in his bed. He wants everything—her body, her mind, her soul. And most terrifying of all? He wants her heart.

In a world where werewolves rule from the shadows and humans live in carefully crafted ignorance 17 YrAria Blackwood receives an invitation that will shatter everything she believes to be true. Selected for the prestigious Crimson Moon Academy—a place where the "fortunate few" humans are groomed to become mates for powerful werewolf alphas-Aria thinks she's escaping her cursed life as the town outcast. Born with strange silver eyes and raised by a grandmother who speaks in riddles, she's spent years hiding abilities she doesn't understand. But Crimson Moon Academy isn't the paradise promised in the glossy brochures. It's a hunting ground where humans are prey, alphas are predators, and survival means playing a game with rules written in blood. Worse still, Aria catches the attention of the Shadow Princes—four ruthless alpha heirs who rule the academy with iron claws Kaine, the Northern Prince, whose icy demeanor hides a dangerous obsession. Zephyr, the Southern Prince, whose charm is as lethal as his bite. Raven, the Eastern Prince, who sees through every lie and keeps darker secrets. Lysander,the Western Prince, the cruelest of them all, who views humans as toys to break. Each wants to claim her.Each wants to destroy her. And each holds a piece of the puzzle to her true identity—an identity that could either save their world or burn it to ash. As Aria uncovers the academy's bloody secrets and her own forbidden heritage, she realizes she's not just another human lamb led to slaughter. She's something far more dangerous. Something that was never meant to exist. The alphas wanted a prey to hunt.Instead, they awakened a predator But in a game where trusting anyone means death, and her own blood might be the deadliest betrayal of all, Aria must decide: Will she embrace the monster within.

“Sign the papers, Anindira. You were never more than a placeholder for your sister.” For three years, Anindira Prawiro was the invisible wife of Arjuna Dirgantara the cold, ruthless "Iron King" of Jakarta. She cooked his meals, managed his home, and loved him with a devotion that went unnoticed. But on their third anniversary, her world shattered. Arjuna’s first love returned, and with a single stroke of a pen, he discarded Dira like a piece of broken glass. His final words to her were the cruelest: "If you’re pregnant, get rid of it. I don't want a mistake tying me to you." Heartbroken and alone, Dira vanished into a stormy night, leaving behind a signed divorce and a fake death report. Five years later, a ghost returns to Jakarta. She isn't the submissive girl he once knew. She is the world-renowned architect, the "Queen of Design," and she’s more powerful than the family that sold her. But she isn't alone. By her side are two genius twins: Bumi, who has Arjuna’s cold, grey eyes and a brilliant mind for war, and Langit, who carries her warmth and a secret of his own. When Arjuna realizes the "mistake" he ordered to be erased is actually the twin heirs to his empire, the predator becomes the prey. He buys her building, stalks her boardrooms, and begs for a second chance. But Dira has a new set of rules: 1. Five months of living together. 2. Separate rooms. 3. No touching. 4. No "Husband and Wife" duties. Arjuna once told her she was a shadow. Now, he’ll spend every second of the next five months trying to prove he’s worthy of the light she brings. Can a frozen heart melt before the five months are up?

The classified project I was working on wrapped up ahead of schedule, so I made sure to get back on my daughter's birthday. When I walked in, a girl I had never seen before was wearing my daughter's princess dress, a crown perched on her head. She sat in front of a cake as tall as she was, eyes closed, making a wish. I frowned and stepped closer. "Who are you? Why are you wearing my daughter's dress? Where's Heidi?" Before she could answer, two housemaids rushed out and started yelling at me. "Where the hell did you come from? How dare you talk to our boss's daughter like that? If you know what's good for you, get out! When the boss gets back, you won't like what happens." I stood there, confused. Boss? The boss's daughter? In this house, wasn't it just me and my daughter, Heidi Foster? I barely had time to speak before they shoved me toward the front door. In the middle of the pushing, something caught my eye. Off to the side, chained to a pillar, was Heidi. The girl I used to hold like she was the most precious thing in the world was now sprawled on the ground, digging through a dog bowl for food. A thick iron chain was locked around her neck, and her body was covered in bruises. My vision tightened. "Heidi, what happened to you?" The moment our eyes met, her hollow gaze filled with tears. She shrank back, then let out a soft bark at me, like a frightened dog. The maids looked at her with open disgust. One of them sneered, "Our boss said that that little thing was born to live like a dog. You have to keep her chained up if you want her to behave."