Nanami Burned Novels & Stories

“I’ve found my mate…” Those were the last words Elara Nightshade ever expected to hear, especially not from the most powerful Alpha in existence, and certainly not inside a brothel. Orphaned, wolf-less, and treated like dirt by her own pack, Elara has spent her life as nothing more than a servant to the Iron Fang wolves who despise her. So when Alpha Henry Blackthorn, the feared ruler of all four clans, claims her as his mate, Elara believes her suffering has finally come to an end. But, she’s wrong. Behind the crown and the throne lies a darker truth. Alpha Henry already has a Luna, one who cannot bear him an heir. And Elara is not chosen for love, but for her blood. Imprisoned, violated, and used as nothing more than a vessel to produce an heir for the kingdom, Elara is discarded the moment she becomes a threat. Left for dead and betrayed by the very Alpha who swore she was his mate, her execution awakens something ancient within her. She is Moonborn as the last of a hunted bloodline. And she will not die quietly. Now reborn with devastating powers, Elara returns not as a helpless omega, but as the storm destined to destroy Iron Fang. With vengeance in her heart, twins hidden from the father who tried to kill her, and a bond she cannot break no matter how hard she tries. Elara must choose between the mate fate chained her to or the vengeance that burned in her veins.

"I hate you!!!" were the next words that came out of my mouth, even as my whole body burned in pleasure. "No you don't," Dean, the ever calm one whispered leaning closer to me. "Yes I do!. You three are sick. This isn't supposed to be, it's not supposed to be like this. Oh My God, mum is going to kill me" "But it is, Hannah" Damian said, "You are our mate. And I don't care what our parents has to say about that, or anyone else for that matter......" "We are going to do everything we can," Damon interrupted, "everything in our power to keep you little wolf. Because you are ours." They were definitely crazy. But so am I, because their words were making me feel things I had no business feeling for my stepbrothers. ***************** Hannah Anderson, had vowed never to give a male any sort of power over her again, ever since her step father messed up her life. But in a twist of fate, Hannah Anderson's life collides with three brothers (TRIPLETS) Damon, Dean, and Daniel, who turned out to be her Step brothers and then, on the night of a full moon, became Her Mates. As Attraction blossoms amidst the shadows of their past, Hannah must confront her trust issues and embrace a love that defies all odds. Can they navigate the haunting secrets, society rejections and find solace in each other's arms?

“Ungh, yess, Daddy,” I moaned as my husband's father slipped his thick fingers between my thighs. “Shhh, Keep your voice down, sweetheart.” He growled. “Unless you want your husband and all your nice little friends to come upstairs and see what I'm doing to your tight sweetness." …. Susan catches her husband balls-deep in her sister, pounding her like there's no tomorrow, and the sight fills Susan with the hunger for revenge. She soon finds this vengeance in the filthy, dominating hands of her Mafia Don father-in-law, who ravages her like she's never been ravaged before, but unfortunately for her, it doesn’t end there. Because Her father inlaw becomes obsessed and turns her into his little revenge slave, taking and giving her delicious pleasure anywhere and anyhow. Blurb 2 Her stepbrother was supposed to be her enemy, the psychopathic man who ruined her life. But when he pinned her against the wall and whispered how much he wanted to own her, desire burned hotter than any revenge. She let him ravage her hard and dirty, let him fill her with his seed, and in that moment she knew the sweetest rebellion wasn't destroying him—it was making him fall in love with the woman who would eventually destroy him. And 2 other delicious stories.

I had taken leave from the sealed research institute where I'd been confined for six years, just so I could attend my daughter's kindergarten graduation. The moment I stepped through the gates, I froze. A woman holding a little boy by the hand was shoving my daughter, Amy, straight into the gutter. She slapped Amy across the face, then sneered for everyone to hear, spitting venom as she called my little girl a filthy wretch. Drenched in filthy water, Amy dropped to her knees before the woman, trembling in humiliation. Rage burned through me. I stormed forward and slapped the woman across the face. But instead of shame, she jabbed a finger at my nose and shouted, "Do you even know who I am? To offend me is to offend the entire Grant family!" Tears welled in Amy's eyes as she tugged at my sleeve, pleading in a choked voice, "Please leave… she's my dad's nanny. My dad will punish you if you hurt her." The woman planted herself in front of me, her arrogance towering. "The Grant family rules this city. You think you can run from us?" For a brief moment, I stood stunned, then calmly pulled out my phone and dialed my husband. "Your nanny says you run Bexley City. Well, I think that's about to change."

Eliza was the true daughter of Alpha Morgan who had been switch at the birth. On the very day she was brought back to the family, the fake daughter Katherine left a suicide note and burned herself to death. “It's all because of you!" Eliza’s elder brother shouted, "If you hadn't come back, Kathy wouldn't die!” And Eliza’s parents looked at her with complex and hesitant eyes, filled with unbearable pain. What’s more, her betrothed and fated mate said: "Such a wicked woman who drove someone to death, I would rather remain unmated forever than mate you! I reject our mate bond." Eliza now understood that they regretted bringing her back... The fake daughter became the family's cherished memory, while Eliza, who had endured countless hardships to please them, was nothing more than a pile of mud. Eliza froze to death next to the horse stable in that dilapidated room, and the fake daughter returned at this moment During the family joy, news of Eliza's death reached them, and they said, "Is she trying this trick? She's not Kathy; if she wants to play dead, throw her out to feed the dogs!" Thanks to the Moongodess, when Eliza opened her eyes again, she was reborn. This time, she will take back everything that belongs to her, she will seek revenge on everyone who has ever hurt her, and she will never forgive.

After the car accident, one of the Johnson sons was dead and the other gravely injured. When my devout, devoted husband woke up in the hospital, he called out, "Dorothy." He claimed that his body then held the soul of his brother, Elias Johnson. I went mad, calling doctors, priests, anyone I could, desperate to bring my husband back. It was not until that night that I overheard his conversation with our son: "Father, you've loved aunt for years. You even kept yourself chaste in your private prayer room, waiting. Now, finally, you can be with her openly." The man in the bed reached out to stroke our son's hair. "If it weren't to stop your mother from destroying her relationship, I wouldn't have married her." I hid in the shadows, still reeling from their words, when I saw what happened after our son left. The husband I had always known, icy, composed, and ascetic to maintain his devout faith for seven years, was then holding his sister-in-law close on that tiny hospital bed, sharing a warmth meant for lovers. The next day, I applied for Jim Johnson's death certificate and burned our marriage certificate. At his grand wedding, I climbed aboard the helicopter sent to fetch me. However, my once-cold husband went mad, chasing after us down several streets, desperate and unhinged.

KEIRA I had just limited time left to waste my tears on a man that didn't deserve me. I'm making the most out of my life before I finally die. I'm going to try everything I have been hindering myself from doing because I was busy being the good girl. When I saw him at the bar that night, he ignited a spark I couldn't quench. A fire only I knew how it burned through me. He was twice my age but I didn't care. I wanted him and I knew it. I had just activated a new me and I'm loving it. I made the first move and his dominating aura took over. “I like your spark Bambi and I think I know what a lady in distress needs” He rasped, his voice lacing with possessiveness that sent shivers down my spine. GEORGE My heart leaped for Joy the moment she pecked my lips. I never thought she would have this so much effect on me. Every ounce of me desired her. She was so hot. I couldn't take my eyes off her after meeting her at the bar that night. Even after realizing she was my son's ex-wife, I was determined to make her mine and she was just about falling into my trap.

LUNA He came for my sister. The scarred, brutal Bratva king from Russia, the one whispered about in mafia circles like a ghost story, traveled halfway across the world to claim her. But my sister was too fragile for a man like him. I tried to protect her. I didn’t know I was the one he truly wanted. From the moment Misha Petrov saw me, I became his obsession. He struck a deal with my father and took me instead. Forced me into a sham marriage, dragged me into his icy empire, and made me pretend in public that I belonged to him. But behind closed doors, the lines began to blur. I hated him. I needed him. And then, I ran. MISHA She thinks she escaped. She thinks I’ll let her go. But Luna Rojas was never going to leave me, not truly. I burned everything that stood between us, including the man she thought she loved. The one I had to kill. And when she fled to attend his funeral, I followed with five hundred men and a vow carved in blood. I cleared the graveyard. Claimed her—body, soul, and screams, right there, over his bones. Because if I can’t have her love… I’ll take her fear. And I haven’t even started yet.

I went into labor. And my mate, Alpha Alistair, locked me in a silver cage. The bars throbbed with curse runes, burning my skin. He did it for Livia. His dead brother's mate. Her pup had to be born first. That's when I learned the truth. He'd been poisoning me for months. All to make sure Livia's child would be the next Alpha. He called it "calming tea." A daily dose of poison to slow my pup's growth and delay my labor. But my body had other plans. My pup refused to wait. I went into labor at the same time as Livia. When he found out, he accused me of faking it. Of begging for sympathy. He let them poison me with wolfsbane. I lost my pup. A piece of my soul died with him. With my last breath, I reached out. To the one person who could save me. My brother, Alpha King Lucian. He came like a storm of rage. He burned the packhouse to the ground, with me inside. A phantom fire for all to see. Then, he plucked me from the flames. Only then, surrounded by the smoking ruins of his pack, did Alistair fall to his knees. His howl of regret tore through the night. For 99 days, he howled at the moon. Begging the Moon Goddess to return just a sliver of my soul.

~BOOK ONE OF THE LOVE SERIES. Love’s darkest spark. ❧ To my darlings who wants to be owned and dominated, here is a perfect chance to get on your fucking knees. ❧ Love didn’t save them, hate did. Nicole Daniels never imagined her world would fall apart so violently. Betrayed by her husband, backstabbed by her best friend, and left grieving a child she never got to hold. She's done pretending to be okay. When Rhett Otis, her ex-husband’s cold and infuriating stepbrother, offers her a contract marriage with an offer she can’t refuse, she accepts without hesitation. It’s not love, It’s not hope. It’s survival and revenge or so she told herself. Yet she didn’t fall for him. She crashed, burned, and never recovered. While Rhett told her they were just business but he kissed her like she was his. He was supposed to stay away from her but he married her instead. She was forbidden, but he craved her destruction— hated her for slipping under his skin and hated himself even more for needing her to stay there. What began as a business arrangement becomes a brutal tangle of secrets, yearning, and something neither of them dare name. Enemies. Pretenders. Liars. That’s all they were ever meant to be. But sometimes, pretend hate burns too hot and love becomes the darkest spark.