Is Bleach Hell Verse Canon Novels & Stories

… Her pack had betrayed him and she needed to pay. She was going to pay! He let go of her hair and grabbed the back on her neck, his eyes trailed down to her exposed neck and collar bone. The princess dress she had on showed a lot of that caused him to gulp nervously. His twitched in his trousers, the butterflies in his stomach rose. He buried his face in her neck and inhaled her sweet pheromone. Reign quivered in fear. Electric sparks exploded in her body when she felt his lips brush against her collarbone, down to her that was exposed. “Please…” she cried, but he didn’t stop. He raised his hand and placed them on her firm , causing her to jolt in fear. He squeezed the left and circled her hidden in the fabric of the dress with his rough fingers. Pain seared through her as he kept squeezing her and trailing hot down her . Reign could only cry and wish that it would and soon. “Hermione Reign Angelis.” He called her full names as he backed away from her, his voice void of any emotions. Reign crawled backwards on her , trying to get away from the tyrant, but stopped when her back hit a hard surface behind her. It was the wall. There was definitely no running away from her oppressor. “Your parents orchestrated the assassination of my beloved mother and even after that, they have the audacity to deny it to my face…”. She is his mate turned slave… will he able to look past his hatred for her and see who the true enemy is?

Violetta Grizelle, is a witch who disguises herself as an ordinary human, to carry out a mission from her father. In that mission, Violetta must be met with two immortal beings at once. Edward is a vampire who is always after the sacred blood that only exists in Violetta's body. Smith, the strongest Alpha werewolf suddenly claims Violetta as his mate. They all have their omissions and secrets. One day, all their secrets are slowly revealed. Making things even more complicated and difficult. Can Violetta carry out her father's mission, or will she give up? Because in that mission, Violetta had to choose between love and revenge.

[MATURE CONTENT] "Please..” I begged, my body trembling with want. “Please let me cum. ” Despite my desperate pleas, he smiled, that twisted dark smile that never failed to make my heart stop. His knuckles graze my cheeks as leaned in, the gentleness of his caress was a huge contrast to pain he'd inflicted on me. “Sorry darling.” He rasped, his eyes darkening with a mix of satisfaction and amusement. “You don't deserve it.” *** Aurelia Ravenwood was fed up with her boring love life, but she never had the courage to explore her wild fantasies. After she comes across a peculiar survey site, it rewards her with a sex bucket list that brought her carnal desires to life, a list that requires her to fill in her top three candidates who would help her complete her list. She adds her long time crush and coworker first, followed by a charismatic actor, and finally her enigmatic boss. But her life turns upside down when the list is leaked in her workplace, and the first person to call her in is her boss. Aurelia had feared and expected him to punish her, but instead she gets a shocking offer; He would help her complete her list if she agreed to be his new plaything.

I worked at a sales job and felt pretty good about my work. Then, Vivian appeared. She was a new intern with an insatiable curiosity for others’ private affairs. On Valentine’s Day, my husband, Henry Ambrose, bought a million dollars’ worth of bags from me to help me meet my sales target. Just as I left work to meet him for a date, Vivian sent a snide message. [Your Fitbit just logged an extra thousand steps. That’s literally the exact distance to the hotel next door. Nice work, Lily! You close a million-dollar deal and immediately head to the hotel with the client?] I coldly fired back, [If you’re this desperate to stalk people, you should’ve just joined the K-9 unit.] That very night, parcels of adult toys appeared on my doorstep. Vivian had written a nasty post that had gone viral, and things turned out like this! [This Salesgirl Slept With My Client and Stole My Million-Dollar Commission on Valentine’s Day!] A pair of my ripped silk stockings, which I had tossed in the trash, became her “proof” that I had seduced a client during work hours. Vivian was painted as the victim, while I was viciously smeared as a “salesgirl who slept with clients for commissions.” What Vivian did not know was that Henry was actually a leading researcher worth billions. I only took the sales job because I was bored and wanted to experience something new.

Sebastian told her to abort their baby, or he'd kill it himself. Neshara kept the child and erased him from their lives. Six years later, he's her boss. Their genius son, Sevi, calls him "Sir." And when Sebastian asks about the baby, she looks him dead in the eye. "I got rid of it." The biggest lie she's ever told. Now the billionaire wants answers. Sebastian's mother can't stop staring at Sevi's green eyes, the same green eyes as her son's. And Neshara's six-year-old genius who plays violin and collects gold stars?, he just became best friends with the father who wanted him dead. Neshara knelt once for Sebastian Rocc. Never again.

"Is that pussy still aching for me?" Roman breathed, his thumb tracing dangerously close without landing. "Two years of being ignored and one touch from me has you soaking through your pretty little underwear." "I hate you," I whispered, even as my hips chased his hand. "No you don't." His eyes locked on mine, dark and certain. "You hate that your husband never once made you feel this way. You hate that it's his brother who knows exactly how to ruin you." He was right and I hated him for it. ********** It shouldn't have been Roman touching me, consuming me and making me scream things I couldn't take back. He was reckless, unapologetic and completely wrong for me. He was also my husband's brother. Yet one look from him dismantled two years of careful composure. One touch and every reason to stop dissolved into nothing. I should have walked away the night he found me on that couch. Instead I said yes. And Roman Clarke never stopped collecting on that answer. This is not your normal spicy, I am here to remind you that some cravings are worth every consequence.

I've been working for five years now. This is the first time my mom takes the initiative to call me to go home for the holidays. So I travel home with heaps of luggage. Still, I manage to free one hand to produce an envelope filled with cash and give it to my mom. A grin blooms on her face instantly. But when she realizes that there's only ten thousand dollars in the envelope, her grin starts to falter. "Oh, it only makes sense that you're the most manipulative out of the bunch after all these years." I pause momentarily as I'm about to go through the front door. "You've been working for quite a few years now, and yet you only bring home ten thousand bucks. Meanwhile, Sabrina gave us 100 thousand dollars in her first year of working a nice job. Having a bachelor's degree definitely pays off a lot!" Upon noticing how stunned I look, my mom yanks the gifts over right away. "Don't go around looking as though we owe you a life debt, Regina! See, Sabrina has better grades than you, and she doesn't have the intention of hiding anything from us. The gifts she always brings us are top-end supplements, so you should stop bringing us cheap stuff like this." I can only grip the hems of my shirt tightly. But the thing is, I'm the one with better scores back then…

He was the weakest omega in the Red Moon Pack, mocked, despised, and left to endure every cruelty silently. But what the pack didn’t know was that he was the strongest wolf of all—a wolf blessed by the Luna Goddess herself. His mother’s dying warning echoed in his mind: never reveal his true power, or it would invite mortal danger. For years, he suffered in silence within the pack, hiding his strength beneath a mask of weakness. Until the enigmatic Lycan King appeared—a man whose eyes held storms, whose presence commanded the wild, and whose touch awakened instincts long buried. The night the king claimed him, the omega’s life shifted irreversibly, igniting a dark, intoxicating bond that neither could resist. Secrets would unravel, loyalties would be tested, and love would burn amidst danger, betrayal, and the shadows of the Red Moon Pack. In the end, only one truth would matter: he belonged to the Lycan King.

I am a doctor. One day, I come across a weird patient when I am on duty. The first thing she says when she sees me isn't that she feels unwell somewhere. Instead, she says something hair-raising. "Dr. Cantrell, your girlfriend is a murderer." "What nonsense are you spouting?" I shoot back with widened eyes and shoot up from my chair. I feel offended. She calmly says, "She won't be home tonight because she needs to deal with the body. You will know whether what I say is true by tonight."

My former roommate's cousin was the CEO of a company. She and I had been secretly dating for three years. That day, my roommate said, "Alicia's bringing the guy she's been seeing for the past three years over to meet her parents soon." He added casually, "Oh, by the way, when are you gonna bring your girlfriend around so I can meet her?" I froze at his question, not sure how to respond. Without a word, I stepped out onto the balcony and called his cousin, Alicia Davids. The call suddenly cut off. When I turned around, I saw my girlfriend standing in the doorway, arm in arm with another man. The smile on her face disappeared the second our eyes met. "What… what are you doing at my place?"