Iron Skin Potion

Everyone warned me about the Nelson twins. Aiden Nelson—cold, ruthless, and dangerously dominant. Ethan Nelson—wicked, wild, and always watching with a smirk. They're the golden gods of the Moonlight Academy. And now… I'm their target. One slap. One mistake. That’s all it took. Now there’s a black rose mark blooming over my skin—Aiden’s claim. And the whole school knows I’ve been hunted. Bullied. Shunned. Humiliated. The worst part? I just learnt they became my new stepbrothers overnight. They loathe me — and hate my mother even more. And they’ll do whatever it takes to force me out of their world. But under the threats, the bullying, the twisted games... Something even more dangerous begins to bloom. Desire.

It was a taboo… An attraction that should have been forbidden from the start. But he was gorgeous, sinfully attractive and insanely seductive. How was she supposed to resist him when those eyes made her skin burn? How was she supposed to walk away when his presence intoxicated her like a drug? Silver-streaked hair, full sleeve tattoos, piercings above those slashed brows and those mesmerizing seafoam eyes that made her whimper with every glance, Roman was her biggest fantasy. A forbidden fruit she couldn't even look at, unless… He offered her a taste. Even at that, there were so many ways this could go wrong… especially when he was married to another.

During the year that changed my life, my high school homeroom teacher called me to the corridor and asked if I was the heroine of the dirty scandal that shook the whole school. “I know you’re here on a scholarship because of your family’s underprivileged background, but you can’t just do anything for money!” As everyone threw me strange looks, she continued smugly, “Don’t deny it. The mole on the girl’s neck is just like yours!” I calmly wiped off the ink stain on my skin, revealing my unblemished neck. My teacher turned red in the face. Unfortunately for her, I had been reborn. This time, I was not going to fall into the same traps.

Aura never expected that the injured man she picked up at her doorstep would turn out to be her mate. At the time, she had just caught her fiancé cheating, and in a moment of heartbreak, ended up spending the night with the stranger. But soon after, that man became a wanted fugitive in their pack, only to later be revealed as none other than Atlas, the newly crowned Alpha King . Betrayed by her fiancé, Aura agreed to Atlas’s strange request: to visit his palace once a week. She thought perhaps they would gradually build a sweet and fated love story. But Atlas grew cold. Their weekly meetings revolved around one thing only—sex. What Aura didn’t know was that Atlas carried a curse: The skin hunger.

Nine.  She wasn't known by a name, only by the number carved into her skin at birth. Raised in an Unfortunate camp, she spent her days preparing for her eighteenth birthday, when she'd be sold to a Fortunate and forced to tend to their every need.  Gossip dictated that the Sarios were the worst of the Fortunates, so when Nine found herself bought by the father of the Sario house, her dream of living a quiet, uneventful life of servitude shattered before her eyes.  Thrust into the dark clutches of the eldest son, Kaden Sario, Nine must navigate the treacherous world of high society and assist her Fortunate in his dream of new world domination. The Unfortunate Trilogy is created by Skyla Madi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Jovan Rosfrith has only one rule: use them, pleasure them, and thrash them. He’s never ever met a woman he couldn’t charm out of her clothes or a situation he couldn’t seduce his way out of. Until Lorenzo Vittorini puts a gun to his throat, a dagger to his skin… and his lips dangerously close to his. Now Jovan is chained to the bed of the most dangerous man in the mafia. A man who is ruthless in revenge. A man whose hands linger too long and whose eyes burn with something far more sinful than hatred. Now here’s the problem… Jovan’s body isn’t fighting back the way it should.!

I fell in love with a cold, taciturn tattoo artist named Henry Kane. So I deliberately damaged my tattoo again and again, picking at the skin and reworking the design, just to see him a few more times. By the third visit for touch-ups, scrolling comments suddenly appeared before my eyes: “I’m dying of laughter. This desperate female lead literally destroyed her freshly tattooed skin just to see the male lead again, and she still didn’t dare confess her feelings.” “Henry Kane is actually the embodiment of an ancient ferocious beast who sat on mountains of gold and silver but refused to spend them, choosing instead to open a tattoo studio to experience mortal life.” “He looks icy and distant, but his possessiveness has long since maxed out.” “He was just afraid his violent nature would scare his woman away.” I looked at the man in front of me, who was lowering his head as he wiped down the tattoo machine, and he did indeed give off an unmistakable keep-your-distance aura. But the comments claimed that he wanted to possess me? “Um… Excuse me?” The man tilted his head slightly, and under the weight of his deep gaze, the confession lodged in my throat. My mind short-circuited, and I blurted out, “I… I wanted to tattoo it on my lower back this time.” In an instant, the comments exploded in joy. “Woohoo! We’re taking off!” “Lower back, you say? That’s a sensitive spot! Can this pure-hearted ferocious beast really hold back?” “Good grief, straight to the undressing scene! This cunning move by the female lead is operating on a whole other level!” The man’s hand gripping the tattoo machine jerked to a sudden stop, and the air seemed to freeze for a few seconds. Then he answered, his voice slightly hoarse and unreadable, “Alright.”

Skye has spent her whole life being looked down on as the weakest omega in the Silverclaw Pack. Poor, quiet, and always covered in bruises. She’s used to being bullied, ignored, and treated like she doesn’t belong. Especially by Alpha Damian Wolfe—the powerful, cold, and filthy rich Alpha who rules the pack with an iron fist. To everyone else, Damian is untouchable. To Skye, he’s the last wolf she ever wanted to notice her. But on her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. She discovers that the same Alpha who let her suffer in silence is her fated mate. Damian is shocked to learn the fragile omega he never cared about is the one destined to stand beside him. To him, she’s Heaven. But to her, he’s hell. Now Damian will do anything to win her heart, but after years of pain, Skye isn’t so easily swayed. Can he prove that fate made no mistake, or will she run before he ever gets the chance?

He is the most terrifying man in the Empire—Hadrian, the Lord Protector. Cold, ruthless, and dictatorial, he rules the chaotic world with an iron fist, crushing rebellions without mercy. To the world, he is a monster devoid of human emotion; a tyrant who bathes in blood. She is a rose growing in the mire—an ordinary, low-born girl struggling to survive in the slums. She possesses nothing but her pride and a fragile life. Their worlds should never have collided. But in a twist of fate amidst the smoke of revolution, the lofty Dictator set his eyes on the humble commoner. He didn't know how to love, so he used the only method he knew: Conquest. He clipped her wings, trapped her in his gilded cage, and forced her to bloom only for him. "You fear me," Hadrian whispered, his fingers tracing her trembling lips. "Good. Because in this lifetime, you will never escape me." In a game of power and submission, can a tyrant learn to kneel for love? And can a bird in a cage tame the beast?

"Don't you for a second believe that we are ever letting you go, sweetheart". He muttered against her ear, his husky voice sending jolt through her body. His tongue suddenly flicked out to lick her ear lobe. She didn't even understand why was this happening to her. "You are stuck between us, Vanessa." another voice muttered out as he trailed his lips down her chest, his breath fanning against the skin between valley of her breasts. She whimpered feeling scared of them. "You are ours, love." the third voice made it's way to her ear. The last brother's lips teasing the nape of her neck and he suddenly bite the sensitive skin there making tears fell out of her doe eyes. "P-P-P-Please l-l-l-let me g-go." Vanessa pleaded to them making the trio smirked at her stuttering self. "Say this without stuttering and then we will consider your request." one of them said to her and the trio laughed at her aloud. *** Joaquin, Emiliano and Alejandro Fernandez are the triplet brothers. Their aura screams danger and power. They always have the upper hand and no one dares to cross them. They never had a mother figure in their life but a bastard father names Teal, who was killed at the name of peace treaty by Russian mafia boss Miakhail Igor Gorbachev years ago. Now they only had their sister with them but she was also taken away by Liam ovich Gorbachev and the Spanish trio brothers are furious would be an understatement. Vanessa Lynn Gorbachev, daughter of Rooh and Mikhail Igor Gorbachev and the only sister of Liam, is an innocent little girl. She was as innocuous as the child because she was never been out in the cruel world. She was homeschooled because of her stuttering problem.