Nami Angry Novels & Stories

Dr. Liam Hart has been fantasizing about hockey star Kai Anderson for months—until Kai shows up at his clinic with a humiliating problem. He can’t get hard. Not for his fiancée, not for anyone. Until Liam touches him. The exam becomes explosive. Kai’s cock responds to Liam’s hands in ways it never has for women. Terrified and confused, Kai reports Liam for inappropriate conduct. Liam loses his medical license. His career is destroyed. Broke and desperate, Liam becomes assistant hockey coach at Kai’s university. Now he has authority over the cocky Alpha who ruined his life. On the ice, Liam makes Kai suffer—brutal drills, harsh criticism, no mercy. Off the ice, the sexual tension is suffocating. Late one night in the locker room, their hatred explodes into a brutal kiss. Kai is engaged to Cerise Leonard. The wedding is in three months. It’s a billion-dollar merger that will make him Alpha and his father’s heir. But he can’t stop thinking about his coach. He can’t stop wanting Liam’s hands on him, Liam’s mouth on him, Liam inside him. He makes Liam an offer: $100,000. Three months of secret sex lessons. Teach him everything before he’s locked into heterosexual marriage forever. Liam knows it’s a terrible idea. He agrees anyway. What starts as angry fucking becomes something dangerous. Kai falls in love with the man he’s supposed to hate. But his father discovers everything. The scandal explodes across campus. Liam is under fire. Kai is trapped between duty and desire. The wedding is in one week. At the altar, Kai must choose: the billion-dollar bride waiting in white, or the man who taught him what love actually feels like. Who will he choose?​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

“I, Julian Voss reject you, Ayla Reed as my mate, there shall be no bond between us from now henceforth. Your throne is mine.” Betrayed. Broken. Alone. After her mother’s murder and her father’s mysterious poisoning, Ayla is left to rule the shadow blade pack. But at twenty—Ayla is wolfless. The council Elder gives her a condition: ‘Find your mate. Or forfeit your birthright’. She thinks the goddess has finally blessed her when she finds her mate. She was wrong. The pack betrays her, Julian is crowned Alpha, publicly rejects Ayla and names her closest friend, Elena his Luna. The council frames Ayla for her parents murder, she is stripped of her title and reduced to an omega slave in the pack. Frustrated and angry, she injures the newly crowned Alpha, she is hunted down and Cast over a cliff. Crawling her way back from the brink, she is saved by a healer in the human world, she finds a hiding place where no one would think to look for a former Alpha heir: working as a lowly maid in the Vane mansion. Lucian Vane, the trillionaire CEO of Apex vanguard Holdings, is feared by the elite and whispered to be the Devil himself. In reality, he is a lethal lycan-demon hybrid without a pack and has lived for over a thousand years. When Ayla steps into his domain, something feral and possessive awakens within him. Intrigued by her resilience, he resolves to claim her demanding absolute submission to break her completely. Instead, his dark, intoxicating touch does the exact opposite. Instead of breaking her, it triggers a terrifying dormant power hidden within her bloodline. She isn’t wolfless. She is an ancient Tribrid- and she is going to watch the world that once betrayed her burn.

My name is Mia, and I am the middle child of Don and Donna Costa. I am also the black sheep of the family. Or the ugly duckling, as my mother would call me. My shift ended a few hours ago, but it takes me long to get home as I do not have a car like my brother, Leonardo, the oldest, or my sister, Amara, the beautiful one and youngest in the family. As you may gather from my story so far, my parents do not care about me. I walk into the house with a sigh. I have seen the cars in front of our home, and I know my family has friends over. "You have nothing I want! You stole from us, and today I will kill your whole family," I hear an angry voice. I wonder what my father has done this time to piss someone off. "Godfather, give me another chance. You can have my beautiful daughter as your wife," My father begs. Holy shit! My father stole from the godfather? I know the godfather is about thirty, and his name is Riccardo Marina. The Marina family is the most powerful in the American mafia. "I do not like blond blue-eyed sluts. I prefer women with dark hair. Besides, Everyone in town knows Amara Costa! She has been around the block," Riccardo says with disgust. I do not know what to do. Shall I hide? Not many people know my parents have another daughter. I am never invited to their parties as my family is ashamed of me. I do not care for my family, and they can die for all I care. "I have another daughter with dark hair. Maybe you will fancy her," My father begs again. I sigh. Typical!

The next day, I woke to the sound of an angry voice filling the room. My heart sank as I struggled awake. With my sleepy eyes, I see him pacing the room, muttering under his breath. He was all dressed up and by the look of his expression, he wasn’t in a calm state. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he growled, slamming something against the wall. I sat up, panicked. “What’s wrong?” I questioned but he said no words to me. Walking towards him, just as I was about to touch him, he turned to me, his eyes blazing with fury. “You used me,” he spat. “What?” He pointed to my neck, where the faint scare of the mating mark of I and Sabastiam still showed. “You have a mate. You’re married, and you didn’t think to mention that before dragging me into this?” What? “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? I don’t get involved with mated wolves.” “I’ll pay you,” I blurted out, “Whatever you want… mention any amount.” I grabbed my purse and brought out my black card, stretching my hands towards him. “Here. Take this.” I said. “You think this is about money?” “Stop being dramatic. Have this card. Just forget about everything. This card will go a long way.” “Here.” I added. Coldly, he stepped closer, glaring directly at my eyes as shivers ran down my spine. He took another step forward and I took another backwards, his eyes still locked in mine. It happened twice. Reaching an inch from me, his cold husky voice broke the silence. “This isn’t about money.” With that, he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

My husband, Chandler Goodwin, claims that he doesn't understand what the phrases "silent treatment" or "giving the cold shoulder" mean. Yet, in the three years we have been married, he has never once spoken to me sweetly. The first time we have a falling out, I remain proud and dignified. We end up ignoring each other for seven days straight. The seventh time we have a cold standoff, I start to panic a little. However, despite trying all sorts of methods, he doesn't back down. The 11th time it happens, I have already learned to work through my emotions myself. Chandler doesn't even need to say anything before I take the initiative to apologize first. I simply think that he's just a naturally indifferent person, that nobody can warm his stone-cold heart. Then, on the third year of our marriage, I accidentally ruin his dress shirt while ironing it. Chandler doesn't say a word, but that very night, he packs his things and moves into a hotel. On the third day of being blocked, I head to his company with a handwritten apology. While passing by his office, I spot him leaning over to shoot his angry assistant a doting smile. "I'm sorry for raising my voice at you just now and upsetting you. It's been 57 minutes since you started ignoring me. Please stop giving me the cold shoulder, alright?" I freeze on the spot, the apology letter in my hand practically burning my fingers. As it turns out, it's not that he doesn't know what the silent treatment means—it's just that I've never been the person he wants to coax.

I'm adopted by my parents. They are very nice to me—so nice that they keep praying for my health and happiness before my bedtime every night. Later on, Mom is pregnant with a baby. I hide under my blanket and spend the night crying. Then, I secretly pack the tiny suitcase I've brought with me. But my parents don't send me away. Instead, they treat me even nicer. On the day my little sister, Freya Walker, gets born, Mom takes my hand and pats me gently on the head. "You're an older brother now. That's why you have a little sister to be with you." Dad lifts me over his head while spinning me in circles happily. "You really are our lucky charm, Ash! You'll always be our beloved darling!" Finally, I don't have to keep worrying about getting kicked out. From that day onward, I really think that I've become a part of the family. That is, until Freya smashes my favorite toy car model one day. I'm so angry that I smack her on the spot. She stumbles away from me, soon plopping to the floor. At first, she's stunned for a few moments, only to start bawling immediately after. Mom loses her mind instantly. She shoves me away before scooping Freya into her arms and keep asking her if she's hurt. Dad rushes over and starts strangling me immediately with frighteningly bloodshot eyes. "We've kept you around for so many years, and yet you have the gall to bully Freya? Believe me when I say I'm definitely sending you back to—"

I bought expensive red lingerie to save my marriage. When I got home on Christmas Eve, I found my husband on his knees with his face buried between another man's legs. I ran. Bought a plane ticket to anywhere. Ended up crying in the airplane bathroom where the most gorgeous man I've ever seen found me. One thing led to another, and he bent me over that sink and gave me the best sex of my life. Turns out he's Knox Volkov. The Lycan King. My husband's boss. The most powerful and ruthless alpha alive. When we landed, he looked me dead in the eye and said he had a proposition for me. One that would let me get revenge on my cheating husband while experiencing pleasure I never knew existed. The catch? Be his fake girlfriend for one week at the Christmas Summit. For seven days, I'd be completely his. I should have said no. But I was hurt and angry and desperate to feel wanted again. So I said yes. But on one condition—he has to make me come every single time. He agreed with a wicked smile. But what happens when the fake starts feeling real? When I'm falling for a man who's sworn he'll never love or take a mate again? When his rules are no emotions, no strings, no forever—but my heart doesn't care about his rules? What happens when the seven days end and he's supposed to let me go? TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING (18+) WARNING: THIS IS A CHRISTMAS EROTICA WITH SO MUCH SMUT AND JUST ENOUGH PLOT. GET THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS.

I'm Melody Cameron and I'm every man’s worst nightmare, I say this because I’ve been called that by many men. I’m not only smart and educated, I’m a real beauty and no I’m not conceited, I have eyes and am confident in my own skin. At the age of 16, I was crushed beyond words, cried until I ran out of tears, then became angry at the world, until finally my best friend told me what had happened. I had been taken, by one of the most popular, eligible and attractive werewolves in her pack, “this is what he does and I’m sorry it happened to you Mel, you didn’t deserve that,” she said through her own tears as she hugged me. It was that day I realized one thing I would never fall for another man, he could own the world and promise it to me, and I’d still walk away from him. Yup, that’s me now, Miss Wrong, I will never be any man’s Miss Wright, never again. I’m strictly a one and done girl here, no seconds, no matter how many times you make me see God, it’s not happening. I became a nurse, yes, it's a glorious job and in a world with supernaturals it has it's challenges, like werewolves can heal themselves, witches have no need for human's period, etc.. So when the Alpha was in my ER room and I hit the code button, because all his monitors screamed to life the second, I walked in, I was fired. Getting the Alpha's attention, not good for a human and now I'm convinced he is set on ruining my life, because his ego is obviously bigger than his dick. I have jokes.

Mom is always very strict with both my elder sisters, Esther and Emily Kingston. She always wakes them up at 5:00 am to make them study. And if they refuse to wake up, Mom will grab an embroidery needle and stab it into my arm. When fresh blood spills out, Esther and Emily will both get a fright and scramble to their desks at once to begin studying. Sometime during the year-end exam, Esther gets one easy question wrong, and I receive ten lashes with Mom's belt. Emily gets only the second-highest score in class, and I am forced to kneel on glass until my knees turn bloodied and torn. Esther and Emily feel sorry for me and fall to their knees, begging Mom to have mercy on me and promising that they will study hard and make her proud of them. Mom smiles happily and says that this teaching method works very well. However, after the SATs, Esther applies for a college out of state, and Emily tells Mom that she is eloping with a young man whom she has fallen in love with. Mom is so angry that she yanks me over and stuffs me into a huge fish tank before beginning to fill it up with water. She then takes a video of me, threatening to drown me alive if they don't listen to her and do exactly as she says. The water keeps rising in the tank. I feel scared, but I don't struggle because Mom always tells me that the only reason for my existence is to be made an example out of for Esther and Emily. She often quotes Shakespeare's "Othello", telling me about how I am the "sacrificial" dog one beats to scare a lion and teach it obedience. I think that I am considered quite a qualified dog after all, right?

After living for over 200 years, Maximilian Knight, the CEO of a Historical Finding company, A shape shifting and powerful Alpha found true love in the sight of one of his Mistress Amelia who works for him as his person assistant in his mansion. Amelia Lane, is a 23 years old young orphan, who somehow found herself working as Maxmillian Knight assistant. Although she detest her job because she feels her Boss, Maxmillian is rude and arrogant. Little did she know that her boss secretly admired and had falling in love with her. Knowing fully well the rules that follows by being a shape shifting alpha, never; to have any affair with any human, which would eventually turn the human he makes love with into a shape-shifter. Maximilian Knight ignoring the rules went ahead and fell in love with Amelia. Forgetting that he also had a one night stand with Grace Monroe in the past which resulted In her giving birth to a baby boy which Maximilian knight had no idea about. Grace Monroe and her son Alexander Monroe came back to hunt him and his lover Amelia. Maximilian Knight, became furious after founding out about his past. He became more angry when he found out that his own son was lusting after his lover Amelia, Maxmillian Knight have to fight his only son Alexander and Grace Monroe for the heart of his new found mistress Amelia. Amidst all of the battle going on among the trio's, Amelia found that Maxmillian Knight was a shape - shifting werewolf, she got scared and began considering whether to still be with him or not. But Maxmillian assured her that he was Going to do whatever it takes to protect her. Alexander's plan take an unexpected turn, when he finds himself falling in love with Amelia.