Light Night With The Devil Novels & Stories

Elena Bennett, the illegitimate daughter of the Bennetts, was never supposed to matter. The unwanted daughter of a powerful family, hidden away like a dirty secret. But one night—one reckless, alcohol-soaked night—changed everything. Elias Vanguard, billionaire bad boy, notorious womanizer, and a man with enough family drama to sink an empire. Their drunken encounter becomes front-page news, and suddenly, they’re both drowning in a scandal neither of them wants. His solution? A fake marriage to clean up his reputation. Her motivation? The chance to finally claw her way out of the shadows and show everyone who they messed with. But playing house with a man who treats her like dirt wasn't part of the fantasy. Elias brings home his mistresses like it’s nothing, and with every insult, Elena’s heart cracks a little more. Until one day, he shoves divorce papers at her—because his precious mistress is supposedly pregnant. Elena signs the papers, disappears, and rebuilds herself from the ashes. Five years later, she’s a tech powerhouse, running the biggest company in the States, raising her son alone. Meanwhile, Elias is down on his luck, crippled from an accident, and abandoned by everyone he thought he could trust. When fate brings their worlds crashing together again, Elias isn’t the man he used to be. And Elena? Well, she’s the woman he should’ve never let go. But with betrayal, heartbreak, and an empire of her own to protect, forgiveness isn’t on her list of priorities. He wants her back. But this time, Elena's playing by her own rules.

"The deal was to become the fake mother of your twins, live with them and act like their sweet, perfect bossom only. Follow the contract and fucking let go of me" she glared, her hazel eyes wavering as she lay trapped under the devil, on his king-sized bed. "Say that again" his dulcet voice ran deep into her veins, his hand trapping her wrist above the headboard. "Let. Go. Of. Me!" She spat but her breaths hitched when the man slipped his fingers in between her sinfully-soaked thighs. "Aren't you such a bad little liar, dolcissima?" --- Violette La Rosa wasted five years of her life loving a man who saw her as nothing but his financial fountain. On the day of her wedding with him, she found out a secret which shattered her. Stung by the fatal venom of betrayal, Violette resorted to stabbing Dominic on the alter. Jail was inevitable, but in the wild turnaround, she got an offer from the most devilish mafia living—Massimo Visconti,, boss of the Cosa Nostra. Desperate Violette grabbed the offer with her two hands, but can she get used to living with the devil and his spawns?

On the night of her fifth anniversary, Maya Voss waits for her husband who never comes home, and discovers instead that Alpha Declan’s heart has always belonged to another woman. What begins as a marriage built on convenience and debt spirals into betrayal when Maya is reduced to nothing more than a political asset, offered up as a concubine in exchange for loyalty she no longer owes. When she walks away, she unknowingly steps into a far more dangerous fate, one tied to the rise of the feared Night Reaper, Cassian, a ruthless ruler who everyone fears but he is the only man who has ever truly loved her, and he has loved her long before she even knew his name.

“Fuuuck—ahh!” I gasped, my voice cracking. “That’s it,” he groaned, one hand gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. “Tight little pussy taking my cock so greedily. You were made for this, weren’t you?” *** On campus, she is that timid nerd nobody notices, Oversized hoodies, black-rimmed glasses, quiet enough to fade into the background. Even when facing the notoriously strict Professor Elliott, she would only lower her head, and mutter incorrect phrases. But at night, she became the most intoxicating dancer in the club. She wrapped herself around the pole, bent low, whining her hips, each movement drove men below into a frenzy. Bills were stuffed into the strap around her thigh, eyes couldn’t help but notice her. To cover her mother’s medical bills and to escape poverty, she takes a private party offering an equally obscene payout. The light swept across his face— *** “Don't fight it. I am going to pay you ten times what they pay you here for the rest of the night,” he said with a low voice “If you let me fuck you.” Ten times. *** She knew it was wrong. This was her professor. Her best friend's uncle. The man whose house she’d visited years ago when they were trying to get into UAC. She wasn’t going to do this, never, besides, money couldn't buy her dignity, or could it?

Elena fled her past to survive . She left her toxic family behind : Serena , the stepmother who favored her stepsister Luna , and Richard, the father who never saw her ; to chase a full scholarship at a Miami university. The only family she has now ? Mila , her fiercely loyal best friend , and Mila’s wealthy boyfriend ; who treat Elena like their own. She met Julian at a VIP club, a billionaire CEO with storm-gray eyes and one thing led to the other , they spend the night together . He vanishes at dawn . Then she found out she was pregnant a month later . Four Years later , Elena is a single mother to Leo , a sharp-eyed boy with a mysterious birthmark . She’s built a cleaning empire : Alvarez Clean & Co. — and unknowingly services Hayes Global , Julian’s empire . Then fate strikes . A hospital emergency lands her in Victoria Hayes’ path : Julian’s powerful grandmother ; who sees Leo’s birthmark and knows . When Julian returns to crush corruption at Hayes Global , he doesn’t recognize the fierce cleaner… until Leo’s face stops him cold . He’s the father . She’s the woman he never forgot . And the past is about to explode . But secrets run deeper than blood . A stolen patent from the 1980s ties the Alvarez and Hayes families in betrayal . Her hidden family resurfaces ; with vengeance . As Serena and rival CEO Marcus Thorne plot to destroy them both , Elena must choose : Trust the man who broke her… or lose everything — again.

[18+ WARNING: Mature Themes & Explicit Content] As the Lycan King’s lips brushed my throat, my cunt throbbed with a shameful, desperate heat. But I wanted more. I wanted him to pull me closer, to trail those scorching kisses slowly down my cleavage while his massive hand worked my ass. This was wrong. This was a death sentence. My body was begging to be devoured by the devil himself—the widely feared Lycan King. And he was about to claim me as his mate. For three years, I was my Alpha husband’s punching bag—a dormant, defective Luna. When I finally gave birth, he dragged my bleeding body to the slave square and sold me and my newborn son for a chest of gold. I expected to die in the freezing mud. Instead, the continent's most terrifying warlord dropped to his knees and wrapped me in his royal furs. My ex thought he was disposing of useless trash. He didn't know he had just handed a god of war his true Queen—and signed his own death warrant in the process.

Maya woke up feeling sore all over her body, she sat upright on the strange bed trying to figure out what happened. She turned to see an unfamiliar figure on the other side of the bed sleeping soundly, she gasped and quickly had a flashback of what happened what will be the fate of Maya after finding out the strange man she had a nightstand with?

I was in San Aria Bay with my mom, enjoying a quiet, sunlit getaway, when my phone suddenly lit up with a string of messages from my husband's ever-arrogant secretary. She sent a photo. The woman in it had been stripped naked, her body covered in blood, the sight almost unbearable. A voice message followed, her tone dripping with disdain. "Jeannie, do people like you always take advantage of others like this? "Mr. Smith just bought this house, and you already had your mother move in for free? As his chief secretary, it's my responsibility to remove anyone living off him."

On our wedding night, my wife led my younger brother onto our marital bed. He was wearing nothing but his underwear. She expected him to consummate our marriage in my place. "Sweetheart, I feel awful about your legs and what the doctors said about your infertility," she said softly. "Elliot will just have to help us for one night." My face hardened as I stepped forward. I was ready to throw Elliot Charlton out of the bedroom. However, my parents immediately sided against me. "You're the one who can't fulfill your role as a husband," they said sharply. "Elliot is willing to sacrifice himself so that you can have a child. What's wrong with that?" Even my brother laughed at me. He said I was not a real man and told me to accept things while I still could. According to him, I should be thankful to gain a son without doing anything. They even suggested that I stay and watch, claiming it would prove the two were only trying to conceive a child and nothing else. I clenched my teeth until my jaw ached, then turned and called my wife's greatest rival. "You win," I said quietly. "The Wallace family's investment will be transferred to your account tomorrow." After ending the call, I raised my eyes and looked at Janet Wallace. "You share his bed tonight," I said. "Tomorrow, we get divorced."

After experiencing the betrayal of her fiancé with her best friend, Ashley's innocence was taken by a mysterious man. As a royal blood witch, she never expected to be involved with a werewolf, let alone he seemed to be an Alpha. Releasing her uncontrolled power and erasing her every trace, she left home with a broken heart. Five years later, she returned home with a baby. Happy and successful. Then, she met that mysterious man again. And he claimed that she belonged to him!