Kyrie Fly Traps Novels & Stories

"let me go you bastard!" I screamed at Callan but it just made him enjoy my struggle further. Fucking sicko! "Stop fighting it Anaïs, we're mates and you can't change that" he told me calmly as if he hadn't just asked me to do the one thing that I could never imagine doing. Loving Callan Baraed.. "Let me go Callan!" I screamed at him again. I tried to push him away, I tried to pry my hands away from his deadly hold but it was all in vain. Callan was an Alpha and his strength was unmatched especially to that of mine, a regular pack she-wolf. "Anaïs, you're mine and no power in this entire universe can change that" he whispered in my ear making sparks fly around us, electricity was shooting through my blood as if I'd put my finger inside a power socket. Fucking mate bond! "You're dreaming Callan! We're like the opposite poles of a magnet, we're the last people meant to be together. The goddess made a mistake" I told him. He was the guy I've hated forever and now they're telling me I have to love him? That went against every molecule of my body. "The goddess never makes a mistake and opposites attract princess" he breathed into my ear making me shiver. His words just made me more furious and struggle harder to get away from him. Satisfied with the effects his words had on me, he finally let me go. He gave me one last stupid smirk of his and exited the empty classroom. Ass!

At the birthday banquet of the old Godfather, Salvatore Moretti, the estate was bustling with high-profile guests. Don Marco Moretti arrived late, bringing along his new secretary, Sophie. "Elena, move to the opposite side. It's Sophie's first time at an event like this, and she’s used to sitting next to me." I didn't hesitate for a single second. Picking up my wine glass, I walked straight over and sat down beside Salvatore, whose face was completely grim. Marco raised an eyebrow, seemingly caught off guard by how compliant I was. He then guided a visibly nervous Sophie into the seat that had just been mine. Soon after, my phone buzzed in my hand. 【Are you making a scene again? How many times do I have to tell you? I just brought the girl out to show her the world. Stop throwing these pathetic, jealous tantrums.】 【I’ll fly you to Paris next week to pick out your wedding dress. Stop giving me the cold shoulder, alright?】 I let out a soft laugh. Seeing the smile on my face from across the table, Marco smiled back, thinking he had smoothed things over. What he didn't know—What I was actually laughing at was the fact that we wouldn't be going to Paris at all. Exactly ten minutes before he walked through the door, I had already finalized the dissolution of our engagement with Salvatore. A notification from the airline popped up on my screen: Flight departing in three hours. Marco, after tonight, you and I are completely finished.

*Swords clash against swords, arrows fly with no warnings, spear against spear, magic against magic, and fangs against fangs. The battlefield reek of dead bodies. Demons and werewolves, witches and warlords, shapeshifters, halflings, and many more. Companions were lost as dead bodies keep dropping. A fierce ruthless battle indeed. The Battle Of Blind Justice, The war between the supernaturals and demons that left an indelible mark on their whole existence. Against all odds will the moon Goddess Diana bless them with a mate or will her blessings come with a curse for choosing to follow the ways of dark magic? ****************** Tamar's body was on fire, she knew deep down in the sacred place in-between her legs, she was already wet, and she could feel her body burning from in-depth craving and desire, "I should have self-control," she said. to seduce an alpha king is a crime on its own. but what if he woke up and meet me on his bed like this, won't he thinks that I seduce him into going to bed with me? her thought was chaotic but Lucian didn't give her time to wallow in it as he lowered his head to her small face and kissed her deeply. Tamar could taste some leftover traces of wine in his mouth. at first, she struggled but it didn't take long before she give in to him. gradually the kiss became intense as he devoured her small lips, he moved to her neck and nibbled on it, Tamar was not able to hold back the moan that came out of her mouth, she was surprised with her own hands that were already pulling off his jacket. "What the h*ll am I doing!" she yelled in her head. ***************** Amidst the ongoing war intense romance between couples still Blossom.

In the dangerous world of organized crime, love is a luxury few can afford. But for Andrea Lopez, the daughter of a powerful mafia family, it's the one thing she craves most. Despite her kindness and resilience, past traumas have left her wary of opening her heart. When fate brings her face-to-face with Stefano Costanzo once again—her best friend's brother and the ruthless don she's always longed for—sparks fly, and old wounds reopen. Stefano, a cold and ruthless mafia don, lives a life devoid of emotional attachments, harboring a secret pain known to few. Yet, seeing Andrea again after so many years reignites emotions he thought long buried. As they navigate the treacherous waters of their shared past and uncertain future, they're drawn inexorably together despite their best efforts to resist. But their reunion is not without peril. Stefano's dangerous world threatens to consume them both, and Andrea must confront not only her own demons but also the demons of the man she loves. Can they find redemption in each other's arms, or will their love be their undoing?   *** “Why the hell did you just do that?” I demand, my anger rising. “I’m trying to protect you,” he says, his eyes blazing. “Protect me from what? A good friend?” “He’s not who you think he is. I don’t trust him.” “You don’t trust him, or you’re worried he’ll take me away from you?” I challenge. Stefano’s eyebrow arches. “You think I’m worried he’ll take you away from me?” He leans in close, his lips brushing my ear. “Oh, luce del sole, no one can take you from me. You’re mine.”

The Billionaire's Secretary is a contemporary romance featuring Star Griffin–secretary to the handsome billionaire CEO, Neal Ward. Star is brilliant and head over heels in love with Neal, who is more reserved with his affection. Trouble brews when Star learns she's not accepted by Neal's wealthy family. To make matters worse, she finds out that he is to marry a beautiful heiress. Heartbroken, she resigns from her job and leaves the city to start a new life. Only to return after three years. She has been transferred to her company's headquarters as the head secretary working directly with the boss. Once again, it's Neal–the man who shattered her heart in the worst way possible. But he doesn't remember her. Working together again causes sparks to fly and although Star guards her heart righteously, she ends up falling for him once more. This time, Neal doesn't hold back with expressing his affection–which is the one thing Star has always wanted. Neal has amnesia and his brilliant psychotherapist shares a striking resemblance to Star. Also, Star is a single mom to a three year old son who is the splitting image of the billionaire. History repeats itself when tabloids show Neal and his psychotherapist having an intimate moment. Star is heartbroken again and this time is far worse than the last. Her mom also falls fatally ill, leaving her vulnerable to Neal's scheming mom whose agenda is to once again break up the couple. Neal recovers his memory and battles to clear every misunderstanding in a bid to win back Star's trust. Meanwhile, the truth about his amnesia is revealed as well as the fact that he is indeed the father of her son. The lovers navigate treacherous situations and ultimately, get their happy ending.

Axel, handsome, smart, with a secret that hasn't been revealed yet, a secret that could clear up that mess of conflicting feelings that he was just having, that made him feel bad of what he felt for HER. Was it possible to have such strong feelings for someone who was connected to you by blood? But was she? She was the only person who helped him, who got him out of his crisis, who calmed his head when he started thinking too much. Emma was his sleeping pill, and the heartbeat that made his heart live. Ali never let her feelings control her, she didn't want to get hurt, and she never would let anyone get inside that part of her and hurt her. But there was him, Miles, there had always been only him, and he had tried so hard that by now she had become accustomed to his presence, to have him in her bed, but what would have happened if Miles had found something better? Someone who could give him what Ali never did in all those years? Would Alison have understood how important he really was to him or let him fly away from her? Liam had eyes always and only for one person, but that person never looked at him, her attention was focused on someone else, and Liam had done nothing but remain silent, let that love consume him silently until he met her, Ellen. She was everything a man could want in a woman, she consumed him, turned him around in her hands. But what would have happened if that love, that little flash of light had returned when he least expected it? If he had awakened in him that something he thought was lost forever? Who would have chosen Liam?

When I first caught Miles cheating on me, I pinned him down at the entrance whenever he came home every day. I would pull down his pants and spray high-concentration alcohol all over his nether regions. He always went along with it with teary eyes because he knew he had been in the wrong. He would only look at me with a pitiful gaze and coax me to stop. One day, he came home two hours late. I became mad when I smelled the perfume on him. I started taking off his belt forcefully and yelled, “Last time, when you had your fun with one woman, you came home half an hour late. “Now you’re two hours late. Talk! Did you sleep with four?” Even though he apologized to me for the twenty-ninth time, I pushed him away repeatedly. He finally raised his hand to show me the IV mark on the back of it. He snapped and screamed at me, “Enough! I was dying with a high fever, yet you haven’t even asked how I’m doing. You just fly off the handle every single day. When are you going to stop? “Fine, I got drunk and slept with someone once. Big deal. You’re not so innocent yourself. “It’s no wonder you got dragged into an alley at sixteen, stripped, and assaulted. Jenna, you’re a paranoid wreck. You may have even deserved it.” The spray bottle shattered at my feet, and the smell of alcohol caught in my throat. I was speechless. I felt exhausted when I saw his disgusted expression. I did not want this broken relationship any longer.

I ground my hips against him, seeking friction. He groaned into my mouth, one hand moving to my breast, squeezing it firmly. His thumb brushed over my nipple through my bra, making it harden instantly. I broke the kiss to gasp, but he pulled me back, his lips claiming mine again. We kissed like we couldn't get enough, tongues tangling, breaths mixing in short pants. Anthony's other hand slid down to my ass, pulling me tighter against him. I rocked my hips faster, feeling the outline of his cock rub against my pussy. My panties were soaked now, the fabric clinging to me. He broke the kiss this time, trailing his mouth down my neck, sucking on the skin there. I tilted my head back, letting him bite lightly, the sensation sending sparks through my body. 'Florence,' he whispered against my throat, his voice rough. 'I need to taste you.' ************** Five years ago, Florence Davidson lost everything. Her family, their fortune, and her brother was framed for a crime he didn’t commit. Now, she’s back with one goal, to destroy the man she blames for it all. But billionaire CEO Anthony St. Louis isn’t the villain she expected, just cold, brilliant, and far more complicated. When a twisted truth surfaces and sparks fly between them, Florence finds herself torn between revenge and a love she never planned for. As secrets unravel, a child appears, a hidden past resurfaces, and the real enemy steps out of the shadows. Love was never part of the plan... but it might be the only way out.

“Are they ours?” I took a step back, trying to distance away from Hudson only to feel another strong pair of arms wrapping around my waist from behind. “Scared?” I shivered, feeling bolts of electric shock rushing through my whole body from his touch. It was Brixton who was now behind me, locking me in his strong embrace. “You want to escape, huh?” “I – I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I bit my lips, then my breath hitched when I saw how Hudson’s eyes flickered into red orbs. “Don’t test our patience, kitten.” He closed the distance between us before cupping my chin to make me stare up at him. My heart pounded rapidly as their intoxicating scent filled my nose. “Or do you want us to remind you again what happened that night, hmm?” ~~~ After being cruelly rejected by her mate and expelled from her pack, Leah seeks refuge in the human city, where a one-night stand with two enigmatic strangers leads to an unexpected twist—her being pregnant with triplets! Determined to escape her past, the only solution she could think of was to fly to another country. Yet, five years later, she finds herself again entangled with Hudson and Brixton, the very same twins she spent the night with and the father of her triplets. They’re the most sought-after bachelors in town – insanely rich billionaires who seems hell bent on… seducing her. Leah knew she had to guard her heart against these playboys, knowing that there was more behind their rich identities. But will she be able to resist the intoxicating pull of desire? With dangers lurking around the corner, what will happen when the twins find out she got pregnant and gave birth to their triplets?

Before our marking ceremony, my fiancé, Adrian Conner, insists on bringing his childhood sweetheart along on our trip—all because Flora Wooledge says she also wants to see the northern lights. He switches my first-class ticket to Flora's name. He says, "I'll fly first class with Flora. You can take connecting flights by land. The doctor said it's not good for a pregnant woman to stay at high altitude for too long." I don't cry or argue. Instead, I calmly push him toward Flora. He snorts. "You've finally learned to behave. You're not as clingy and troublesome as before." After he leaves, I quietly sign the abortion consent form at the hospital. Then, I book a ticket to the southern hemisphere. In my past life, I begged and clung to him, hoping to keep him with our pup. But on that trip, Flora was attacked by rogue wolves and torn apart in the snow. Adrian kept a calm facade. Yet on the night I was about to give birth, he dragged me back home and cut open my belly with his own hands. He stood there and listened as our pup's cries slowly faded away. He poured all his hatred onto me. He believed I caused Flora's death and that I ruined his chance to become the Conner family's heir. To him, I was nothing more than a sacrificial pawn. In this new life, when I step off the private jet, I see Adrian standing there with his eyes bloodshot. He stares at my belly and asks, "Where's the pup?" Before I can answer, his half-brother wraps an arm around my waist. "Adrian, show some respect to your sister-in-law."