Live Action Shadow

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by. The other players all chose to die of old age, or peacefully in their sleep like a baby. I turned my phone to face the boss. "My fans think you're hot," I stammered. "They want me to be killed by... well, by the weapon between your legs. They said 'deeply.' Is that... an option?" The other players whispered among themselves. “This woman must have a death wish.” “Just watch. The Boss is about to tear her to shreds.” But no one expected the Boss to blush.

My daughter was violated and killed, yet her death was ruled a suicide. After seven failed appeals, I kidnapped the chief prosecutor’s daughter. I tied the chief prosecutor’s daughter to an autopsy table and publicly addressed the prosecutor’s office in a live stream. “I performed the autopsy myself. My daughter didn’t kill herself. She was murdered. “I’ll give you seven chances. Release the actual evidence and name the murderer publicly. Each time a chance runs out, I’ll remove one of her body parts.” The chief prosecutor and his wife knelt on the floor. They begged me desperately to spare their daughter. “The evidence proves your daughter took her own life. Stop this madness now and let my daughter go. She’s innocent.” Viewers in the live stream called me insane. They said I had lost my mind with grief and was taking it out on an innocent person. I ignored their contempt. With a sneer, I picked up a scalpel and pressed it against the judge’s daughter’s abdomen. “The clock is ticking. Hurry up and reveal the true murderer now.” I knew perfectly well the real murderer was watching the stream at that very moment.

"Bloodline of Mayan Gods", is a Dark Vampire Erotica series that ventures into the shadows, exploring the complexities of a childhood Royal betrothal, and the struggles of navigating the fierceness of their Mate bond to his virgin mate. Her fate was set the minute she was born, betrothed to Prince Rryan before she took her first breath. All while living in a brutal unforgiving world. Years later, Prince Rryan now King, a full Blood Mayan Vampire, known as the 'Ripper' rules with a blood lust, his only weakness, her. Syla was hidden from him after the death of her mother. Years later, she was sold to him, dirty unrecognizable, and bleeding, captured by ruthless traders, he saw something in her eyes.. then he knew... she learns that her entire life was a lie, He knows who she truly is... as he tries to navigate and control the Beast within him, his fierce need to re-claim her as his mate, no one will stop him from having her, and he doesn't care about boundaries. She wants him as badly as he wants her, the pleasure and pain he gives her, makes her love him even more. He will destroy everything and everyone to keep her safe, only she can calm his rage, and satisfy his needs. *Dark Vampire erotica and sensual horror. *From rags to riches, she fought for everything she has, and now He will destroy everything to get whatever she desires, even that which is forbidden... *This series is intended for mature readers, If you're uncomfortable with graphic sexual content, please proceed with caution. I could tell you more but I prefer that you experience their journey firsthand, and the shock of those who join their sexual union, their story is just beginning and they are not alone.

In the opulent underbelly of Milan, where billionaires wield power like weapons and secrets simmer in the shadows, Isabella Moretti is the perfect trophy—trapped in a cold contract marriage to CEO Lorenzo Bianchi to save her family's crumbling legacy. Three years of neglect have left her a shell, until one reckless, alcohol-fueled night at an elite masked club unleashes her desires in a scorching one-night stand with a mysterious stranger. His commanding touch, whispered Italian endearments, and raw passion awaken something fierce within her... but she flees at dawn, praying their paths never cross again. Fate has other plans. At a glittering family gala, she locks eyes with him: Dante Bianchi, Lorenzo's ruthless step-brother and Italy's most feared trillionaire mafia lord. A man who executes enemies without mercy, yet melts into a protective lover boy for her alone—calling her "Piccola mia" as he handles her fragile heart with unexpected tenderness. As their forbidden affair ignites into soul-deep love, filled with heart-fluttering moments and toe-curling erotic nights that will leave you breathless, betrayal brews. Lorenzo, driven by jealousy and hatred, defies sacred family rules to unleash a fiery attack, killing Dante and reclaiming Isabella in chains. But love like theirs doesn't die easily. In a jaw-dropping twist, Dante rises from the ashes, reclaiming his empire and his woman—now pregnant with their child. As he retires from the shadows for family, one question lingers: Will he spare his treacherous brother, or will blood finally spill? Dive into this addictive billionaire mafia romance packed with steamy suspense, emotional redemption, and twists that keep you flipping pages late into the night. Perfect for fans of forbidden desires and happily-ever-afters earned through fire.

My nanny, Lucci Eyre, liked to call herself an independent, modern woman. She used to tell me every day to be self-reliant, do my own laundry and cooking, take care of the kids by myself, and even suggested that I divorce my husband. Later on, I found out that she was actually a social media influencer. Without asking for my permission, she made a series of videos trying to make me look pathetic as a Stepford wife. She also stole my jewelry and clothes. After I fired her, she accused me in the live stream of being a rival female competitor and pandering to men. Then one of her crazy fans tricked her way into my home and poisoned me. When I woke up again, I was reborn to the day I discovered that her social media account had millions of followers. ‘Since you're so into live streaming and making short videos, why not show everyone who you really are and let them see the independent woman that you are?’

He kissed her in the shadow. It was mind-blowing, passionate, hot and daring. Ngunit hindi inaasahan ni Miranda na ang lalaking kinaiinisan ay siya palang nakasama niyang nagtampisaw sa kama nang tanggalin na niya ang piring sa kanyang mga mata. It was supposed to be his fiance', Fiore. His three years boyfriend whom she thought she had given her virginity. Instead, she was mistakenly devirginized by his fiance's bestfriend, Xylon Diaz. Kaya ganoon na lang ang galit ni Fiore sa kanya at wala nang kasalan na magaganap. Abot hanggang kailaliman ng lupa ang naging galit niya kay Xylon. Ngunit mapipilitan siyang pakisamahan si Xyle dahil na-stranded sila sa ancient country house na nasa gitna ng kakahuyan. Hanggang naramdaman niyang iba na ang gusto ng katawan niya. Nais pa niyang hagkan siya ni Xyle at maulit ang nangyari sa kanila. Sa pagbabalik ni Fiore, kailangan niyang mamili. Ang lalaking pinangakuan niya ng kanyang puso o ang lalaking ibig ng katawan niya.

The Darkness is being manifested by an unknown enemy, and prophecies of a war start coming true. The Protectors of the throne have been preparing for war for over 1300 years, but everyone is still wondering if the prophesized royal will emerge in time to protect the Osvald Kingdom. Rolf, a Regent Prince, has been hiding the fact he is a member of the Protector Family so he can earn his rank in the Lycan Army without the privilege he was born into. His world is turned upside down when he meets his mate and must decide if she is worth the exposure. Thyra has one mission in life, to avenge the slaying of her pack that happened five years ago. She doesn't have time for the pull she feels toward another soldier in the Officer Leadership Academy. Will he understand that her oath has to come before the distraction he brings? Or will she have to submit to him just so she can keep looking into his amber eyes...

Once again, my wife, Claire Winters, stabbed me with a silver needle. A reporter tracked me down and asked, "Louis Sterling, wasn't your wife, Claire, one of the winners of the National Inspiration Awards from ten years ago? She won the reward for saving you during the earthquake and ending up paralyzed from the waist down, right?" I stayed quiet for a moment, then nodded. "Louis, we're from a TV station, and we're producing a tenth anniversary special about the earthquake." I rubbed my arm, which was covered in tiny needle marks, and looked her straight in the eye. I replied, "That's fine, but can you keep the cameras discreet? Claire isn't used to being in front of so many lenses." However, I never expected that on the very first day of the live broadcast, I would be dragged onto the trending charts and torn apart online.

Six months after our divorce, my ex-wife, Shanon Reich went viral with her new influencer boyfriend, Tobias Hunt, gaining over ten million followers. One day, by sheer accident, I scrolled into their livestream and saw my three-year-old daughter, Ginny Herbert, trapped inside a car. She was crying so hard she could barely breathe. Her little face was flushed, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. She looked utterly helpless. Shanon didn't smash the window, nor did she call the police. Instead, she laughed brightly at the camera. "Thank you to our top fan for the moneybag gift!" Then she grinned and said, "Send another moneybag! I'll smash the window once I get it, okay?" I lost my mind. I raced over like a madman and wrenched the car keys out of her hand. "Leomund Herbert! Are you insane?" she screamed. "Do you know how much this stream is worth? It's just a little heat! She's not going to die!" I held my daughter in my arms. Her tiny body was limp, and she was barely conscious. With reddened eyes, I pointed at her and shouted, "Shanon Reich! You will pay for this!"

It was New Year's Eve. We were streaming live when my brother called. I spoke first, "I wish you peace and a happy, long life." He gave a cold laugh. "Yeah, well, I don't want you to have any of that. I hope you spend the rest of your life in misery." I'd cut him off the year he was flat broke. Now that he was successful, this was the first thing he did—get back at me. I kept my tone calm. "I wish you peace and a happy, long life." He sounded annoyed. "Cut it out. There's no way I'm wishing you well. If I have to say something, then I hope you stay miserable forever." The host hesitated, then chimed in, "Ben, that was just a recording of Hailey's message. And yes, when she left… she was in a lot of pain and quite miserable, just like you hoped for."