Layzie Bone 90s Novels & Stories

BLURB Aria never wanted to stand in the center of the Moonlight Ceremony, surrounded by wolves who despised her. But one touch on the moonstone changed everything. The mate bond snapped into place with Alpha Kael—the strongest wolf in the Western Pack. His breath hitched. Her pulse raced. But Kael saw only the omega girl with no wolf. And with a voice sharp enough to carve through bone, he rejected her. Publicly. Brutally. Completely. Aria collapsed, choking on a pain that wasn’t just heartbreak—it was rejection ripping through soul and blood. And then…there he was. Cain. The younger Alpha twin. Calmer yet far more dangerous. He knelt beside her, touched her trembling cheek, and felt the bond spark between them—a rare instant second bond. “If he doesn’t want you,” he whispered, “then I claim you.” One rejection. One claiming. Two brothers. If Kael broke her...Cain claimed her. Tap to read more.

I'm the orphan girl adopted by the Moretti family, which was the biggest mafia family on the East Coast. The current Don Grayson Moretti was my best friend growing up. At a family banquet, somebody slipped him an aphrodisiac and I slept with him. Good news: the experience was incredible. He was absolutely massive and we went at it eight times in a single night. Bad news: I'm pregnant. He's just put out a massive bounty, ordering every man he has to hunt down the woman who vanished from his bed a month ago. The Moretti family has eyes on every street in New York. Not even a rat can dig a hole without him knowing. I forced my face into something calm and clapped him on the shoulder. "Gray, that girl from that night — did you find her? What are you going to do?" Grayson let out a cold laugh. "Break every bone she's got. Burn her to ash. Scatter what's left."

He needed my bone marrow to live. I gave it to him, and lost my heart in the process. Now my ex is out there living his best life- a baby on the way, fame on the track, and a new woman in his arms... while I can’t even cry without my heart aching. Then his brother showed up. Elias Carter, the cruel, sinfully dangerous biker who shouldn’t even know my name. But he knows more than that. He knows what I am. A wolf. Just like him. He doesn’t want love. He wants to claim me, use me, break me. I swore I’d never let him. But somehow… I ended up wearing his ring. Now I’m trapped in a marriage built on secrets, lies, and a desire that burns too deep to deny. And the cruelest part? The more I try to hate him, the more my heart forgets how.

"I reject you as my mate…” Those words were bone shattering as the excruciating pain ran through my body. I bent over, trying to hold myself together, but I fell on the floor. I grimaced on the palace floor, yet Damon let out a hysterical laugh as he slumped back on his throne. I sensed he had also felt the same uncomfortable sensation after his rejection, but he found solace in watching me scream in agony. Aurora Ashwood is thrust into a life of misery raised as a slave to the Moonfall Pack. Her world shatters when she is rejected by her first mate Alpha Damon Blackthorn, and sold to Darius Lockwood the Alpha of the Silverfang Pack nothing more than to serve as a breeder. In a world where hate and love collide together, her greatest weapon will be her warm-blooded beating heart? Will she exact revenge on her enemies and seek justice, or will she find the strength to choose her true love and fulfill her destiny as the chosen one?

Lira was never meant to survive the fire. Marked by an ancient spiral and hunted by the bloodline that should have protected her, she has spent her life being shaped into someone else’s weapon. A queen. A mate. A vessel for power older than memory. But Lira has learned the cost of obedience. When the ruins of her past rise again and Draven returns with promises of thrones, legacy, and a kingdom built from blood, Lira is forced to face the truth buried beneath every scar. The spiral was never only a curse. It was a calling. And now that calling has awakened something inside her that even the dead still fear. Kael stands beside her, bloodied, loyal, and bound to her by more than survival. But love cannot shield her from what waits beneath the Bone Moon. Because Draven doesn’t only want Lira back. He wants the future she carries. And Lira will burn every throne before she lets her child inherit chains.

The world humans once knew was now taken over by creatures who had fought and won control over it… The werewolves… Humans became slaves to their wrath, puppets to command and control, and sadly Marlie Barlowe was one of them. She hated werewolves with every bone that made up her body, just the thought of them disgusted her, so could you imagine the thought of actually breeding for them? She detested it, it repulsed her in more ways than just one. She preferred death than to give birth to one of them. But that night when she was tied naked against the unpainted concrete walls, she could do nothing but take what was dished out to her. She had fought back, cried and begged, but the man whose hand had ran along almost every crevice of her body had absolutely no heart. She could see the cruelty, the coldness in his eyes…her tears, the helpless little fight she put up; it was all appealing to him. And that made Marlie fear him. _ ~WARNING~ DARK THEMED ROMANCE~ READ WITH CAUTION~

"Sign the papers, Elara. Chloe is dying, and her body is rejecting the treatments. You are a perfect match for the bone marrow transplant, and it is the least you can do after being entirely useless to my family for three years." Julian Sterling, the ruthless CEO of Sterling Enterprises, threw the divorce papers at her feet. Elara Vance did not cry. She signed the papers, left her wedding ring on the mahogany desk, and vanished into the night. Three years later, Chloe's condition mutates, and Julian is utterly desperate. He offers a staggering bounty of one hundred million USD to locate the mythical, elusive "Dr. S," the only surgeon alive capable of saving his beloved. After months of begging the global medical underground, the heavy doors of the Genesis Institute open for him. Julian drops to his knees, ready to surrender his entire empire. But the woman looking down at him in a pristine white coat is not a stranger. It is Elara. And standing behind her, playing with a scalpel and looking at Julian with murderous intent, is Dante Morretti—the deadliest billionaire in Europe, who calls Elara his Queen.

In the two years after Bradley Vaughn's so-called "memory loss," we divorced seven times—all to keep his childhood crush Vivian Monroe happy. Number eight? Because Vivian got pregnant. "You can't have kids anyway. Once Vivian has the baby, we'll get back together. You can raise the kid." That was his usual ice-cold line as he slid the papers across the table. That night, he kicked me out—said Vivian got nauseous just seeing me. I moved into another house. Alone. In the rain. Even after I landed in the ER from a near assault, he didn't bother asking if I was okay. Then one day, I spotted him at a clinic with Vivian. He rubbed her belly and laughed, "So what if she finds out I faked the amnesia? She can't live without me. Toss her a bone, she'll come crawling." I looked away, steady. Then my phone buzzed. [How did your checkup go?]

The heir to Ashbourne's most powerful family was hopelessly in love with me. We met when we were children. When we turned 17, he couldn't wait any longer and confessed his feelings. At 20, he sold his favorite heirloom bracelet to buy me a rose-quartz necklace and told me I would always be his princess. At 24, I was diagnosed with leukemia. He donated his bone marrow to save me, despite his family's wishes. At 30, he became a business titan. One day, he proposed to me in the grandest way possible via a global livestream. No one would have believed that a man so devoted had secretly been keeping the fake heiress who framed me by his side for three full years. All those years of love suddenly seemed like a dream, and now… I had been slapped awake. So, I made arrangements to fake my death. From that moment on, he and I would never see each other again.

I'm Ailee. I am the princess of the largest, most feared Irish mafia and next in line to take over. I'm known as the Ice Queen because of how ruthless I can be to my enemies. I came to the Renegades to find my father. I need his bone marrow to save my life. I don't need him or his club for anything else. But their resident cowboy catches my eye. He says I'm his but can our worlds combine without a deadly explosion? I'm Lug Nut. The moment I see a picture of Ailee I know she is mine. I will make sure her father saves her life so I can have her in mine. Our worlds are different as they can be but I won't let it stop me from making this mafia princess mine. When I suddenly become the guardian of a baby will Ailee stay by my side or will it be too much? The cowboy Renegade will do whatever it takes to keep Ailee and the baby that is the only blood family I have left.