Loyalty Ride Or Die Tattoos Novels & Stories

They call him the Human Alpha—the most feared man in the werewolf world, despite having no wolf of his own. Shahira's life shattered the night her mate, the ruthless heir of the Moontide Pack rejected her in front of the entire pack for being "too weak." Humiliated and broken, she's cast out with nothing but scars and shame. Then she meets him. Daren Methlock doesn't have a wolf. Twenty-five years ago, his entire clan was slaughtered by a coalition of packs led by Moontide Pack. As a baby, his dying pack performed a forbidden ritual—sacrificing their wolves to save his life. Now, he's stronger, faster, and deadlier than any Alpha who ever lived. And he's spent the last six years hunting down every pack responsible for the massacre. Moontide is last on his list. When Daren's enemies capture Shahira as bait, he saves her—and discovers she's his second chance mate. The bond ignites between them like wildfire, but her ex-mate is Daren's greatest enemy. Loving her means complications. Using her means revenge. But Shahira has secrets of her own. She knows things about Moontide's Alpha—things that could jeopardize everything Daren has worked for. And when she discovers the real reason his clan was massacred, both of them will have to choose: justice or love, vengeance or mercy. Because the night of the massacre, not everyone died. And the one who survived wants Daren's power for themselves. In a world of fangs and fury, the human Alpha might be the most dangerous predator of all.

Difficult events in Alicia's life led her to a school for werewolves. How will her fate among the hostile strange creatures? She is confused, but does not give up. The fighting spirit of the girl helps to reveal incredible secrets. And, of course, in the new school, she will meet a domineering mysterious guy, whom everyone is afraid of ... ... I pressed my forehead against the cold glass of a black tinted car. Outside the window, blurring into one indistinct picture, the trees of an unfamiliar dense forest flashed by. “I was taught not to get into a car with strangers, so where are they taking me now?” I thought belatedly. Despair mingled with fear, making her heart race.

My father was the most feared Don in all of Sicelia. He ran every illicit arms deal and casino in the underworld, his name alone sent shivers through the Mafia world. He worried that, as his only heir, I might fall for the wrong man. So he ordered every family to send a representative, and I would choose my marriage partner by lot. I drew Bernardo Vito, heir of the Vito family. It was an arranged marriage, but I still wanted to meet him in person. To keep up appearances before the evening banquet, I stopped by a haute couture boutique. The moment I stepped inside, my eyes landed on a deep crimson velvet gown. Just as I reached for it, a sharp voice pierced the air. "I want that dress she's holding. Wrap it up for me." Before I could even react, a clerk snatched it from my hands. I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay calm. "I saw this dress first, and I was ready to pay. Is this how you treat your customers?" The woman laughed, as if I had just told the world's funniest joke. Her gaze roamed me with contempt, and she sneered: "This dress is worth five million dollars. A country bumpkin like you can only look. "Me? I am Bernardo Vito's favorite assistant. In this city, nothing I want is ever taken from me!" I could not help but laugh. Bernardo Vito? The very man I had drawn in the marriage lot? I pulled out my phone and dialed. "Bernardo, your favorite assistant just stole the dress I had my eye on. What are you going to do about it?"

Victim to an age old belief pertaining to Friday the 13th, Kara finds herself kidnapped and dumped in a remote mansion. A blind walk through its long corridors leads her to someone; a powerful and devastatingly handsome man who looks like an angel come alive and has been plaguing her dreams ceaselessly. Kara is convinced their meeting is a coincidence, one never to happen again. Carlisle has finally met his bride and is too jaded to believe in coincidences.

Aurora “Rorie” Montgomery never expected to wake up married to a billionaire, but when she impulsively takes the place of an heiress forced into an arranged marriage, she finds herself trapped in a world of power, contracts, and ruthless business deals. Nathan Westfield, CEO and notorious workaholic, agreed to marry for convenience—not love. His only conditions? His wife must be discreet, loyal, and provide a future heir. Rorie has secrets. Nathan has rules. And neither of them expected to actually want this marriage to work. From the moment she steps into Nathan’s world, Rorie challenges him at every turn. She’s nothing like the obedient wife he anticipated, and she refuses to be a silent player in his life. But when Nathan discovers her true identity, instead of walking away, he protects her—publicly and mercilessly shutting down anyone who dares to question her place at his side. As past betrayals resurface and enemies threaten to unravel their carefully crafted arrangement, Rorie realizes the greatest danger isn’t losing her secret—it’s losing her heart. Because somewhere between the heated arguments, the stolen glances, and the moments where Nathan looks at her like she’s his entire world, she starts to wonder… What happens when a marriage built on lies starts to feel real? Perfect for fans of slow-burn romance, enemies-to-lovers tension, and billionaire love stories with high stakes and sizzling chemistry, The Last Minute Bride is a tale of deception, power, and a love that refuses to be just another deal.

The night I died, my whole family was busy celebrating my twin sister Elena's eighteenth birthday. Everyone thought Elena was going to die the next day. We're elves. My father worked as a clan guardian, and after Mom gave birth to Elena and me as twins, she stopped working altogether. We should have been a happy family. But from the moment we were born, Elena and I were bound by a witch's curse. Because Elena came into the world one minute before me, she took the full weight of it onto herself. She was never supposed to live past eighteen. From the day we were born, Elena was the family's treasure. Mom and Dad treated me like I owed her something. New toys went to her first. New dresses were always her pick. Every night, Mom would sit in Elena's room for at least an hour before she'd turn off the light. I always fell asleep alone. One night I had a nightmare and ran barefoot to find Mom. She was holding Elena and didn't even look up. "Go back to bed. Stop making a fuss." I kept telling myself: she's dying, of course they're kind to her. But every time I let something go, that splinter in my chest pushed a little deeper. Then the day the curse was supposed to take effect finally came, and naturally, that was the day my stomach cramped so badly I could barely stand. Mom and Dad didn't hesitate. They shoved me into the cellar and locked it from outside. I crouched on the stone floor with the smell of mildew everywhere and knocked on the door over and over. "Mom... Dad... my stomach really hurts, I can't even stand up... let me out, please..." One sentence came back through the door. "Your sister is dying tonight! Can you just give us one day? One day!" "But... Mom... I'm scared..." Nobody answered after that. The cellar went quiet. My eyelids grew heavy. My last thought was: if I were the one dying of a curse, would they come hold me too.

Claire, a stunning and talented actress, is unexpectedly thrust into a role far more dangerous than any she has ever played. Hired to act as the wife of the enigmatic and powerful mafia boss, Lucas. As Claire navigates this treacherous new world, she finds herself increasingly drawn to Lucas, blending seamlessly into the opulent but perilous lifestyle of the mafia. The plot thickens when Anton, Claire's former acting partner reappears, igniting a fiery love triangle. Torn between her growing feelings for Lucas and unresolved emotions towards Anton, Claire must navigate a web of deceit, loyalty, and passion. With action-packed sequences and steamy encounters, Claire's journey is fraught with danger and desire, leading to a climax that will leave her questioning where her true loyalties lie and what price she is willing to pay for love.

After I transmigrate into a Gary Stu novel as the evil male supporting lead, a system appears in my mind. It tells me that as long as I can conquer one of the female leads, I will be able to return to my original world with a healthy body. But I've failed in my conquest. There are a few female leads in this novel. There's the fake heiress, Leslie Jackman, who I have grown up with and have viewed as my older sister. The true heiress, Miranda Suller, is a boxer who happens to be seatmates with me during our high school times. My childhood sweetheart, Catherine Langdon, who's also a genius surgeon, happens to be one of the female leads too. Heck, even my own daughter, Natalie Jackman… my own flesh and blood… All of them are quick to fall for Gabriel Linner, the poor yet strong-willed young man who's also known as the Gary Stu of this novel. Because of that, they hate me deeply. The system sighs before telling me that as long as I can die in the hands of any of the female leads, it will let me return to my original world. Later on, I use all of the tricks up my sleeve and succeed in getting killed by the female leads. But why is it that they've lost their minds after I die?

Everyone in the underworld knew Rosalie Thorne, the "Thorn Principessa" of the North. Wild, rebellious, notorious. Street racing, high-stakes gambling, guns, and drinking, she had mastered them all. The rose-and-thorn tattoo on the nape of her neck drove countless men wild. But what they didn't know was that for Rocco, the new mob boss of the South, a single sentence, "I prefer a more obedient woman," was all it took. At his word, I had the tattoo lasered off and swapped my leathers for long, conservative dresses. I am Rosalie. For five years, I hid my identity and played the porcelain doll Rocco wanted. Until the night he eliminated all his rivals and was crowned the new Don of the South. That was when he let his men bow to another woman, hailing her as their "Donna." I watched Rocco. The same hands that had just executed a traitor were now gently placing a pair of red high heels on the feet of his adoptive sister, Vivian. "Rosalie, she has a temper. She'll make a scene if she doesn't get the title." "You're the good one, the obedient one. Just let her have this." That day, I walked straight out into the rain and never looked back. I was never truly obedient. I just made myself smaller for him. My family had already chosen a husband for me. They had been waiting five years, just for me to say yes.

Diego has everything; he is a strong alpha leading one of the strongest packs on the continent, and he has a family that loves him unconditionally. However, no matter how many reasons he has, that unfortunate night never lets him be happy. He has tried to drown himself in work and exhaust himself in training to the extent that he was unable to move, but the pain he feels whenever glimpses of "that night" appear are the most agonizing moments of his life. To the world, he is "the hidden alpha," "the ruthless alpha," "the cruel alpha," but no one knows the truth behind those tags except his "addy" and her mate, "Ryan." Diego has a secret that he is unwilling to accept, and he will not reveal it to anyone, not even his mate (whom he has not found yet). Addy believes that once he finds his mate, his wounds will heal themselves automatically, but Diego dreads that moment because he knows that the fire burning inside him is enough to burn anyone who comes close to him. Arya is running...where? She doesn't know. She is running away from her past, her family, her reality, and her undeniable truth no matter how hard she tries. She has been running for five years now, and so far, she has even succeeded in getting away from their clutches, but she can't shake off the feeling that this will not be the case for much longer. However, there is one thing she is sure about: if she ever faces the situation where she is forced to live the life she lived for the first eighteen years of her life, she will kill herself. What will happen when fate throws these two broken souls together? Will their unhealed wounds ever heal?