Monster Is Slain Werewolf Dies Novels & Stories

"You're gonna let me eat the pusy that's mine, Valentina..." "No," I say flatly. "No, Nicholas. I will not." "I wasn't asking for your permission, dear wife. I'm telling you what I will do." ------------ When her beloved father is arrested on the eve of her wedding day, poor Valentina Russo's perfect world falls apart. Her savior? The man who walked away ten years ago without even saying goodbye. — The Russos and the Ricci family weren't always enemies. For as long as Valentina could remember, they lived next to each other, in peace and harmony. Valentina had always had a crush on dark, brooding, Nicholas Ricci. But when Nicholas is cast away for being a spoilt brat as well a

"Please, don’t do this here” Donald cried, his white shorts were soiled. He trembled greatly and his breathing was ragged. “Donald, you stepped on toes. Toes which you couldn’t even bend over to buckle a shoe on it. The powers that be want to take a pound of their flesh” The man grabbed the blade and knelt on one knee. He caressed Donald's neck with his finger. “Don’t do this in front of my wife and kids. Let’s go elsewhere and talk” Donald sounded like he had resigned to his fate. “Any last word” The man ordered his men to lift Donald. “I don’t want to die like this, in front of my daughter” He whimpered. “If we wanted to kill you outside, it would have been easy. But we mane

I was sold to a monster to pay off a debt that was never mine. He’s a cold-blooded mafia boss with a vendetta burning through his veins. To him, I’m the daughter of the woman who ruined his life. A name I never chose. A lie I’m forced to wear. He wants to punish me. Break me. But he doesn’t know the truth—and if he finds out, I might not survive it. Still, there’s something in his eyes when he looks at me. Something dangerous. Possessive. Something that makes me forget I came here to escape. I was meant to be a sacrifice. But now I’m the obsession he never saw coming. And if we’re not careful, the secrets between us will bury us both.

“I was born incapable of love. My hands know only blood. My heart knows only ice. But for you… I would carve out a new soul, even if it kills me.” Alessio “Alec” Moretti rules his city like a god draped in shadow. Cold, ruthless, and untouched by emotion, he’s a mafia boss born from bloodlines and brutality. Psychopath, they whisper incapable of love, addicted only to control. No one defies him. Until Noa Hartmann spits in his face. Noa is everything Alessio doesn’t understand fiercely ,independent, maddeningly fearless, and completely uninterested in bowing to a monster. He’s just a university student working in a dusty bookstore café, trying to survive the same violence tha

During my dad's funeral procession, the hearse grinds to a halt when a wedding convoy blocks its way. I get out of my car and try to negotiate with the groom, only for him to grab a brick and smash it right into my head. "Who the hell do you think you are for blocking my way? Do you have any idea who I'm marrying?" In fact, the groom has the nerve to stomp down on the gas pedal and crash into the hearse, sending it—and my dad's body—flipping over the road. "What do you mean 'respect the dead'? As if! My wife is the chairwoman of Nexora Group! You should be honored that you get to make way for her!" But the thing is, Nexora Group is my family's company. I turn to look at the bride depic

Alessio De Luca has always known his fate….to marry, to lead, to obey. As the heir to one of the most powerful mafia families, his life is not his own. So when his father arranges his marriage to Isabella Montoya, the daughter of a ruthless cartel leader, he doesn’t resist. A deal is a deal. Until he meets her brother. Rafael Montoya is a man carved from shadows and blood. Feared by his enemies, obeyed without question, he is the devil in disguise. Ruthless, untouchable, and completely indifferent until Alessio walks into his world and shatters his carefully built walls. One stolen night. A dangerous mistake. A fire that refuses to die. Now, their families are on the brink of war, and Al

Her village burned. Her family died. Liora fled to Kraithan, thinking she had left the monsters behind—but one high-ranking vampire shows up in her apartment, wounded, dangerous, and impossible to ignore. Weak but cunning, he carries secrets that could lead her to the creature who destroyed her home—or drag her into a darkness she has spent her life running from. To survive—and to strike back—Liora must confront what it truly means to become the monster. And in a city where vampires, werewolves, and humans collide, every choice could be deadly.

“Now tell me who you belong to?” Rael rasped, their breaths mingling together. He was her sister's fiancé, yet here he was, fucking her like he owned her. The feeling of being on the bed of the man her sister plans on marrying next month brought a sense of accomplishment to her being. “I'm yours, Rael. Fuck! I'm yours!” she almost screamed with another hard jab of his waist. “Wrong answer.” he muttered, pulling out of her just as she had almost reached her peak. … Blood seeped out of her chest just moments before she saw the other side of her stepsister. The sister who she trust most had not only sold her out to be raped by men from the black market, but had also had her murde

Zara Castellano doesn’t cry. She doesn’t beg. She doesn’t love. As the only daughter of the most feared mafia family on the East Coast, Zara was raised to command armies and slit throats in silence. At twenty-three, she’s spoiled, dangerous, and untouchable. Men want her. Enemies fear her. And everyone obeys her. Everyone… except Lucien Blake. A self-made billionaire with no allegiance to blood or bullets, Lucien becomes the pawn in a deadly marriage contract—one that ties him to a woman he’s never met but already loathes. Zara doesn’t want a husband. She wants a pet. A toy. A man she can dominate. Lucien isn’t used to bowing. But this time, saying “no” means death. Thrown into a marr

My son, Caleb Yates, is publicly known as the most caring son ever. But I've written a letter just to cut off all ties with him on New Year's Eve. The community workers take turns in trying to mediate the situation. "Your son cares a great deal about you. Since young, he has never caused trouble for you, and he often visits you at home. Whenever he comes back, he makes sure to bring gifts, too. "Are you going senile, Bruce? You already have one foot in the grave, so why are you still cutting off ties with Caleb?" I never waver in my decision. Instead, I snatch up a pole and drive Caleb out of my home. Even though I keep berating and hitting Caleb, he refuses to leave. He then jumps off