Master Of Iron Novels & Stories

After working different jobs to pay off her debts and take care of her younger sister,she finally got a job as a personal maid for the most powerful business man,Ryan Damon, in the biggest mansion in the city. With their different personalities, she being a soft-hearted kind woman but stubborn in every way and the young master being a brutal and cold-hearted person,they found their alluring desires for each other a bit too cynical. But after working for him for almost a year she found out about a dark secret he kept from her, about her and her past. Can she let go of that burning desire for him? Or will she take revenge and make him pay?

Lilith POV A pair of cold, bloodshot eyes stare back at me; if eyes could , I'm sure I would be dead by now. No wonder this place looks so familiar; it is because it's the mansion belonging to my owner, the man I was sold to, "Don Air." My orb fell on Flora, who was kneeling on the floor. Her hair was messy, and I could see bruises from her shoulder down to her arms, making me wonder what happened to her. "I gave you a to do, and you messed it up, huh?" The cold voice of Don Air was forwarded to Flora. He stomped his feet on her body continuously, and her screams and cries filled the atmosphere, bringing nothing but horror. "Master, please! Oh, please!" She cried in pain as she continued to get hit; her body was somersaulting on the floor. I look around the large sitting room, wondering why nobody is helping by stopping this cruel master or even pleading on her behalf, but I see few with pitiful expressions. My gaze met the man known as Thierry, the man's son. For awhile, I forgot he even existed. I got a sharp glare from him, and I looked away. "Please?  "If you are sorry, then you will not think of ruining my business, you good for nothing harlot," he yelled at Flora before leaving the girl. "You!"  His voice thurd in my ear, and I cringe in fear as goosebump from fear clouded my body. He was walking towards me with such a dominating and dangerous demeanor. "Argh!"  I was pulled by my hair and flung to the wall barely. I felt a liquid running down my head down to my nose—it's blood!

On the day of my daughter’s dance competition, a madman suddenly charged at her with an iron rod. To protect her, I took dozens of hits, and my arm was brutally broken. My husband, William Zafron, caught the madman on the spot and rushed us to his private hospital. In the hospital room, I woke up from the pain and tried to call for William. Then I overheard the doctor asking him, “Weren’t we just replacing the knee joint? Why did you hurt Ms. Nina and kill Ella?” “Nina only has a broken arm and some wounds. Her injuries aren’t fatal.” William replied, “Ella’s purpose was to be an organ carrier for Sophia’s daughter. Now that she has fulfilled her role, there’s no need for her to live. “After all... Sophia’s daughter is my own child.” That was when I realized that my daughter was just an organ carrier to him. What he did not know was that Sophia’s daughter was not even his.

Isadora didn’t want to come to Ashwyck Academy. It wasn’t the haunting towers or the iron gates that unnerved her. It wasn’t the students—dark, beautiful, terrifying things cloaked in magic and menace. It was what it meant. Coming here was a last resort. A whispered admission from her parents that something was wrong with her. That despite being born of a temptress and a mind-bending killer, despite all the bloodlines and rituals and whispered prophecies—Isadora was still painfully, tragically human. She was quiet, clever, and careful. Not powerful. Not wicked. Not like the others. Her parents called it “late blooming.” The High Table called it “defective.” But no one said it out loud. Instead, they tucked her into Ashwyck like a final gamble and hoped the academy could awaken whatever dark inheritance slumbered beneath her skin. She hadn’t wanted to come. She still doesn’t belong. But Ashwyck has its own secrets. And Isadora is about to discover that the parts of her she’s most afraid of are the ones they’ve been waiting for.

Isadora’s life takes an unexpected turn when she’s forced into an engagement with the enigmatic and ruthless Luca Morretti. Known as a man with a dark past and an iron grip on the underworld, Luca is as dangerous as he is captivating. Trapped in his lavish mansion, Isadora struggles to maintain her independence while navigating his world of secrets, power, and bloodstained promises. But Luca’s obsession with her isn’t just about control—it’s personal. He knows more about her than he should, and every moment they spend together makes it harder for Isadora to resist the pull he has on her. As their lives intertwine, Isadora is faced with a choice: play by Luca’s rules and uncover the truth behind his motives, or risk losing the people she loves and her chance at freedom. In a world where loyalty is tested, danger lurks around every corner, and love is as perilous as betrayal, will Isadora survive being bound to Luca’s vow? Or will she fall for the man who holds her fate in his hands?

In the sun-drenched summers of Sardinia, Isabella finds a rare kind of freedom—far from the chaos of her high-powered life in New York and the suffocating legacy of her family’s ties to the mafia. For once, she can breathe, laugh, and be herself without fear or expectation. But the summer of 2021 changes everything. Haunted by the broken marriage of her parents—forced together by the iron grip of mafia tradition and the unyielding lineage of the Dons—Isabella has long abandoned the idea of love. Her heart is guarded, her trust fractured. Until she meets him. A stranger with secrets of his own. A man who sees her not as a pawn in a dynastic game, but as a woman worth knowing, worth loving. Their connection is instant, electric, and dangerous. Because in Isabella’s world, love is never simple—and freedom always comes at a price. As old loyalties clash with new desires, Isabella must choose between the life she was born into and the life she dares to dream of. In a land where the sea keeps secrets and the wind carries whispers, can love truly survive?

She lost everything in a single night. Lyra Silvermoon was a princess until Alpha Dante Blackthorne murdered her family and burned her home to the ground. Now, she is his prisoner. Stripped of her title and forced to work as a servant, she has only one goal: Vengeance. He is the monster she’s supposed to hate. Dante is a cruel leader who rules with an iron fist. But as a secret plot to kill him begins to unfold, he falls mysteriously ill. No doctor can save him, and his own pack is turning against him. One touch changes the fate of the pack. Lyra has the chance to watch him die and finally have her revenge. Instead, she discovers a power she never knew she had, a healing touch that can save the man who destroyed her life. As the Blood Moon rises, Lyra must decide: Does she lead the slaves to freedom and let Dante fall? Or does she save the Dark Alpha and claim a throne she never expected?

What do you do when your damn husband and best friend betray you at your own wedding? Lila throws the ceremony solo, then promptly takes a young college student as her lover. Who says only men can have playthings? What happens when that same husband crawls back, vying for the top spot in the werewolf hierarchy just as Lila’s about to claim it? She kicks her lover to the curb without a second thought and dives headfirst into a ruthless battle against her wretched ex, certain victory is hers. That’s Lila. But as she claws closer to triumph in the Moon Trial, something unthinkable unravels. The college student she once kept as her lover? He’s none other than the Wolf King, ruler of the fifteen werewolf tribes across the nation—and the only son of the current king, poised to inherit the throne. For the first time, a flicker of panic cracks Lila’s iron resolve. She’s in deep—she might have crossed the wrong man.

In a city of cold glass and dark secrets, the Thorne family rules with an iron fist and a hidden curse. For a hundred years, the "Beast" has lived in their blood, fueled by the power they stole from the Sterling family. ​Elena Sterling thought she was just a girl from the gutters, trying to save her dying father. She didn't know that her blood held the Sterling Spark—the only light capable of taming the darkness. When she is forced into a contract with the cold and powerful Alaric Thorne, she expects a prison. Instead, she finds a man fighting a war inside his own soul. ​As Alaric’s curse grows out of control, Elena’s hidden power awakens. Together, they must flee the city, face the ghosts of their ancestors in a shadow dimension, and discover the truth of a lineage that could save or destroy the world. ​But the Council is watching. They want the power of their child—the first "Balance" the world has seen in centuries. Can Elena and Alaric survive the hunt and reclaim their home, or will the legacy of the Beast swallow the Spark forever?

“You weren’t saved, Bianca. You were claimed.” When Bianca Ricci is sold by her venomous stepmother to Matteo Romano the most feared Mafia Don in New York her world fractures into chains made of silk and blood. Matteo doesn’t believe in love, He believes in loyalty, control, and keeping enemies where he can see them especially when they carry the last name Ricci. But Bianca isn't a lamb, She's a lioness in velvet. And when her fire collides with Matteo's iron grip, none of them expects the burn. As enemies circle, old blood debts rise, and a hidden betrayal threatens to collapse the entire underworld, Bianca and Matteo must navigate a marriage built on lies, lust, and legacies soaked in revenge. Bound by an oath neither of them chose, they must decide: Is survival enough or will they rewrite the rules of the empire together? In a world where freedom is a currency and love is a weapon, one bride will defy a king or destroy him.