Middle Earth Blanket Map Novels & Stories

When Thalia found herself in an unusual but beautiful mansion owned by the handsome but dangerous Dante Connaught, she had no idea what she was being dragged into. After five years of being a slave to the very traffickers who kidnapped her, all she wanted was to escape from his control.    William Kade is the beta for the Hellhounds and ex military. Handsome, smart but damaged, the last thing he expects is to find his mate while carrying out his duties. But that is exactly what happens. Thalia's and Kade's worlds soon collide and both find themselves in the middle of an impending war which will spell doom for all the souls on Earth if it isn't stopped. Can Kade and Thalia stop the great war before it happens? Or will they both succumb to their own demons?

“I’m right here, so why are you using a toy? Come, let me satisfy you.” Keenly aware of the blue-collar men around me on the sleeper train, lust bubbled up in me. I was sweating so badly that my lingerie was drenched. I had no choice but to satisfy myself, but someone caught me in the act. An older man pulled my blanket aside and stared lustfully at me.

"The 10th circle of hell was actually the earth, and being alive is the real tormention." Naenia Lovercraft is a ghostwriter who's in a dire need of money, but because she's an epitome of a mad woman, every potential client tries to run for their lives away from her. Well except for this skull-mask wearing guy who introduced himself as Lord Serenade. He was indeed interested in making her write his gory fantasies and buy her works. However, it comes with certain conditions and it should include Neania herself. To live with him. In an old mansion. In the middle of nowhere. Thus, with mysteries to unveil and countless crimes relating to violence, one must connect the dots for everything before the cops arrest the wrong culprit. But in a world full of temptations and sins, who could really stay true to righteousness and prove that there's really a wrong culprit?

My life was a carefully curated map of invisibility until Jax Ryder decided to burn it all down. After catching him in a compromising secret, the dynamic shifted. I held the power, and my price was simple: make me desirable to his captain.

Enemies to lovers story. Lyra and Aerin are two ends of a magnetic pole that should never meet. It is said that opposites attract, but not in their case. Lyra hates Aerin's supercilious personality, and in turn, Aerin hates Lyra's intrusion into his life and her stubborn, outspoken nature. Underneath the blanket of raging hatred that hangs over these two fiery personalities lies a burning flame of desire, threatening to consume them and pull them toward each other.

After an 800-meter run, I hide under the blanket to use the vibrating massager. At that moment, Uncle Theo barges into my room and asks coldly, "Does it feel that good?" I nod vigorously. The massage really does feel wonderful. Later, he yanks off his tie and uses it to bind my wrists. "It's too small and slow. Try me instead." I can only stare at him in bewilderment. But Uncle Theo, it's just a massage gun!

Synopsis: Anom, the infamous thief lord, is unexpectedly contacted for a new job: stealing a mysterious stone from a newly-appeared otherworldly island. Intrigued by the challenge, he accepts the proposal and ventures to the island, which has emerged mysteriously in the middle of the ocean. As researchers from around the world gather to unravel the secrets of the otherworldly island, Anom stealthily infiltrates its depths. However, his success is short-lived, as he finds himself trapped before he can make his escape. With limited options, he delves further into the heart of the island, where the true enigma awaits. This pivotal step alters Anom's destiny forever. He encounters a grumpy angel, is basically kidnapped to another world, and unexpectedly falls in love with a goddess. As his journey on Earth concludes, Anom realizes that a new, more exhilarating and mystical tale, awaits him, waiting to be written by his own hand. ===ඞඞඞඞඞඞ===

"Please turn the lamp off, Maximilian. You do not want to see my stomach under this bright light," I whispered, pulling the heavy blanket over my chest. "I am never turning the lamps off again, Alexandra," Maximilian replied. He gently pulled the blanket out of my hands and tossed it aside. "Your ex-boyfriend was a blind fool. I want to look at every single inch of you. I am absolutely obsessed with your full hips, your thick thighs, and your soft stomach." For two years, data intern Alexandra Petrov believed her boyfriend turned the bedroom lights off because he was traditional. On the night of their second anniversary, she discovers the devastating truth. She finds him fully naked in their brightly lit apartment with her painfully thin older sister. He explicitly confesses that he only demands darkness because he is completely disgusted by Alexandra's heavy, curvy body. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alexandra runs into the freezing Chicago rain and directly crosses paths with Maximilian Volkov. He is the ruthless billionaire CEO of Volkov Industries, and he is secretly her ultimate boss. Maximilian is instantly captivated by her gorgeous face and her plump figure. He moves her into his highly secure penthouse and establishes a strict physical rule. There will be absolutely no hiding in his home. Maximilian will use his massive wealth to ruin the people who destroyed her self-esteem, and he will spend every single night worshipping her beautiful curves with all the bedroom lamps blazing brightly.

Amelia had never expected to have such a tragic life. In the second year of her marriage, she was drugged to vegetable status. She could not move, speak, eat, or go to the bathroom on her own, but could hear and feel and see how her husband betrayed and humiliated her. In the big, fancy wedding room of her and her husband, Amelia was placed in a cold wheelchair with a thin blanket covering her legs. In front of her was an extravagant canopy bed which was picked up by her mother as the dowry. But now there lay another woman, laughing and tangling with her own husband, Ian.

Late at night, my husband came home with a young model. "So, you are the washed-up wife that Mr. Dawson keeps at home?" The girl looked at me with a mocking smile and said. Jay Dawson, my husband, reeking of alcohol, glanced between us with interest. He then hugged the young girl and led her into the bedroom. I sat alone on the living room couch, wrapped in a blanket, and listened to their shameless noises all night. I endured it for two years. Our agreement had finally ended this year, and so had my love for Ethan. I walked away. But Ethan chased after me like a madman.