Library Hoffman Estates Novels & Stories

You like it rough. You like it wrong. You like your pleasure soaked in power and dripping with sin. Welcome to The Alpha’s Smutty Library, a filthy collection of scorching werewolf erotica where the rules are simple: the Alpha takes what he wants, and you’ll be begging him to take more. These aren’t gentle mates or sweet romances. These are dominant Alphas who knot deep, ruin pretty little things, and leave them shattered and addicted. These are broken, angry, powerful women who swear they’ll never submit… until they’re bent over, dripping, and screaming the Alpha’s name. Every story is shameless. You’ll find hate-fucking that turns into dangerous obsession, revenge deals sealed with raw public claiming, drunken nights that become one-week contracts of total surrender, and orgasms so intense they’ll wreck you for any lesser man. Every scene is soaked. Every Alpha is feral. So if you’re tired of polite romance and you’re craving teeth, claws, knots, and filthy dominance… open the book, baby. Come get wrecked. The Alpha’s Smutty Library is now open. Lock the door. Spread your legs. It only gets wetter, darker, and dirtier from here.

I suffered from a skin condition. I scratched myself in the library, and millions of netizens spammed my private inbox. Only then did I find out that a girl accused me of harassing her. I took out my diagnostic report to defend my innocence, but the girl cried pitifully. “You really know how to make an excuse for yourself! How could someone innocent like me frame you?” Even my elder brother spoke up for her! “Why would she frame you of all people? Can’t you take a look at yourself?” I could not bear the cyberbullying, and I died from a sudden heart attack the day before the court hearing. My grandfather could not accept my death, and he collapsed into a coma. My parents cut off ties with my brother before they committed suicide at home. Meanwhile, the girl did not just successfully make her way into graduate school, but she also dug open my grave and used my ashes to make fireworks. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when she had asked me to reserve a seat in the library.

Synopsis Something strange was happening in the werewolf kingdom. The humans finally knew the werewolves weakness. The wolves are forced to leave their home or face death. Will they be able to leave their home or will they be caught? Find out in this story. Except from story. "She is beautiful..." "yes, she is." "Fredrick, let's call her Isla." "Is that what you want to name her? You know that as long as you are happy, I'm happy too." "Yes. Her name will be princess Isla."

With God as her witness, Holly Sullivan had always been a good girl. Taken in by the Hoffman family at a young age, she had spent eighteen years longing for a way to repay Ronald Hoffman's kindness and the life he gave her. However, she could not bring herself to accept the marriage proposal he put forward—not when her heart already belonged, entirely and irreversibly, to Luke Hoffman. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Luke—drunk and dangerously charming—lured her into bed. From that moment on, it was not just her heart she had given away. She gave him everything.

Julianna Schultz found herself entrapped in an organisation at the age of eighteen. She had no idea what she was signing her life to until it was too late to escape. In her new life at the age of twenty-nine, she is sent on a mission to take down a ruthless, billionaire, who was also a known womaniser who is obsessed with chasing his ex-girlfriend all around the world. However, when these two meet, sparks fly and lines blur. Stuck in between deception and reality, they seem to be dancing around fire. Julianna is everything Robert Hoffman wants in a woman. Yet, Robert Hoffman is everything Julianna has been warned to stay away from. Nonetheless, Julianna seems to move from one devil to the next, only this one, Julianna loves to share a bed with.

Sammy Hoffman learns the smallest step in the right direction ends up being the biggest step of her life… a girl who was running from her past but still whole heartedly believes in kismet waiting for her man. Embracing the night two lovers’ searches for the missing part of their separated hearts…Kismet…rings of truth.

Aze Harp Montgomery and his friends have infiltrated the school's library and learned about the secret of the Inevitable Blind Man, the thing that they wanted to make sure when they went there. After that incident, he always dreamed of this man, whom he unconsciously know named Priam, and he feel that he was connected to him, making him fear that his mother will be associated as well. Feeling a strange sensation that it has to do with him living without a father, and his mother retiring to be a staff in his school, he tried searching for the book in the library again, this time, they were caught. Their team battle the staffs that hinder their way, wanting to know the details that lurked in this situation. All he was holding on to was his dreams; thay Priam was killed by his mother inside the library when they were younger, and as Priam fell on the ground with the gunshot on his back, it reminded Aze what the Blind Man looked like when they saw his back at the library for the first and second time. Was it a chain?

Embrace my night: The romance/crime story of Sammy Hoffman and her husband , Peter William, who married but separate due to unspoken circumstances because Sammy never spoke about her past and when it comes knocking, her world is turned upside down, making her run into her shadowed stalker, the one who caused an accident leaving her with amnesia. Embracing the night, two lovers' searched for the missing part of their separated hearts...

After I get abducted to Paradise Island, I've attempted escape twice so far in order to avoid becoming the rich's plaything. The first time I get caught, on that very same night, I receive a video of my fiancee, Lucille Hoffman, getting torn into pieces by a school of piranhas. The second time I get caught, my older sister, Edith Cox, whom I've relied on since I was young, gets mutilated by the kidnappers on a cruise ship. Driven by despair, I agree to bind myself to a system. "As long as you earn enough points, you can revive your lover and your sister." From that day onward, I shed my pride and ego. I allow the electrified collar to dig deep into my neck. I keep getting tormented time and again until I lose consciousness. After undergoing yet another organ transplant that's forced onto me, I stare at the points, which are enough for me to revive Lucille and Edith. That's when a trace of hope emerges from my heart. Just as I'm about to hit the "confirm" button with a trembling finger, I hear a burst of laughter coming from a corner. "That idiot actually thinks he's bound to a system! He's still working hard to gather points just to revive his sister and his fiancee! Little does he know that Paradise Island, their deaths, as well as the system, are all big fat lies!" "I know, right? The rich really have a way of grooming people, huh? Apparently, Ms. Cox and Ms. Hoffman faked their deaths and created a fake system for this guy just because he had slapped Mr. Trenton back then and refused to apologize to him or admit his mistake. That's why they put on this act in order to teach him a lesson and make him yield to them." "Shh! Drop this topic for now! Ms. Cox and Ms. Hoffman are here to check on the training progress…" I feel as though I've plunged into an icy abyss. My ears begin ringing from shock and disbelief. That's when the poison I've taken in advance starts kicking in. Before I know it, blood begins streaming down the corner of my mouth uncontrollably. Just as my vision is going dark, someone kicks the door open.

My dad was a zombie. My mom? Even scarier. She was an uber-powerful mutant. At the crack of dawn, she was already yelling, "Derick Olson! Don't make me come over there! What kind of zombie are you? Glued to your headphones all day—are those audiobooks really that captivating?" I rolled over in bed and promptly fell right off. Scrambling to my feet, I started tidying up my room in a flash, terrified she might actually make good on her threat. "Look at Mr. Hoffman next door," she hollered. "He roams the streets day and night, probably gobbled up more brains than you've read books!"