Nights Chao Sonic Novels & Stories

"I've got just one body count," Elara breathed, lips trembling. "Do you wish to make it two?" Alpha Kael's mouth hovered inches from hers. "Take off those glasses," he whispered hotly, "and loosen that hair... so I can have a reason to ruin you." He must keep her for one hundred nights. On the final night, he is destined to kill her, or remain a monster forever. *** The Alpha King carries an ancient curse. His only hope of redemption is to find his fated mate, bind her to him, and survive one hundred nights without losing control. But the curse was never that simple. If she survives the last night, his humanity can only be restored through her death. To locate her without revealing his true nature, he walks among humans as a powerful and ruthless billionaire, concealing the beast behind a polished exterior. He expects a long, difficult search, he never expected her to be standing right in front of him. ***. She is the talented fashion stylist assigned to take his measurements. Just another client, and just another job. Or so she believes. But with every fitting, every charged glance, and every brush of her fingers against his skin, the rules grow harder for him to remember...and the danger becomes impossible for her to ignore. Because some curses are not broken by survival, They are broken by love.

To break my marriage contract, I offered my virginity to my father's Alpha Friends—the Sterling twins. And they didn't want me. ** “What would you do then?” His voice dropped, rougher now, edged with something darker. “Behave like a good little girl and take our cocks well?” *** When my mate died in mysterious circumstances, my world shattered. And before I could even grieve, my father arranged my marriage to another Alpha, one of his powerful business allies. Henry Richardson—a monster. The catch? The bride had to be a virgin. To break the marriage contract, I needed to do the unthinkable—lose my innocence before the wedding. And the only men I could see who had the power... were the ones I should never have looked at twice. The Sterling Twins. Alpha Ashton Sterling and Alpha Jax Sterling—my father's oldest friends, ruthless, dangerous, and utterly off-limits. They swore they wouldn't touch me. They swore they wouldn't let the contract break because that's what my father asked for. And I? I swore I'd make them. But soon the nights filled reckless sins started to unravel secrets that were never meant to be found—because my mate didn't just die. He was murdered. And the monster behind it all... might just be the man who raised me.

For three years, Rachel lived a double life—his wife in private, his secretary in public. Bound to billionaire Slade Pierce by a secret marriage contract, she followed two impossible rules: no children, no falling in love. She broke them both. With the contract’s final days ticking away, Rachel discovered she was pregnant. Afraid of shattering Slade’s trust and certain he was meant to marry another, she signed the divorce papers and vanished, determined to protect her unborn children from a love she believed was never real. Then fate intervened. A tragic accident stole her memories, her name, her life. To the world and to Slade, Rachel was dead. Years later, Slade still lives with her ghost. He’s built an empire, but his heart never healed. Until the day he sees her again—alive, breathing, and looking at him like he’s a stranger. Rachel doesn’t remember the secret marriage. She doesn’t remember the nights they shared or the promises they broke. Yet something deep inside her stirs whenever he’s near, a connection she can’t explain, a pain she doesn’t understand. As fragments of the past begin to surface, so do the secrets that tore them apart. Will she remember the man who never stopped loving her? Can love survive even when memory is gone, or is fate about to take her away all over again?

Betrayed by her fiancé and facing an unexpected pregnancy, Alice Bennett sells her apartment, packs whatever pride she has left, and does the only sensible thing: run far, far away for the Christmas holidays. Her destination? The cozy — and utterly isolated — Snowfall Creek Ranch, a countryside holiday resort in the heart of Texas. What she didn’t expect was to meet a host so… unbearable. Marco Hill, the owner of the ranch, is a grumpy, quiet, widowed cowboy. He carries deep scars and a pain that turned Christmas into his worst nightmare. To his employees, he’s loyal. To his guests, he’s polite. To Alice, however… he’s impossible. But only until she smiles. With her light humor, charming messiness, and a strength she doesn’t even realize she has, Alice slowly begins to spark warmth where Marco swore he would live in the dark. He tries to keep his distance. She tries to stay focused. But the ranch’s Christmas traditions, the silent snowy nights, and a chemistry neither of them wants to admit pull their guarded hearts closer than either expected. Between sparks, funny arguments, accidental touches, teasing, and secrets, Alice and Marco discover that… Sometimes, the best family is the one life rebuilds — even when it starts with heartbreak, an unexpected baby, and one very grumpy cowboy. And this Christmas, at Snowfall Creek Ranch… love may reignite what once felt forever lost.

I spent three days and three nights decorating the altar for my mating ceremony. My mate, Alpha Alec, used it to pledge himself to another woman. His dead brother’s mate. I rushed to confront him, but before I could speak, Serena clutched her chest and collapsed. Furious, Alec threw me in the silver room, leaving me to suffer as the silver burned through my veins. "My brother died before he could claim her! I was giving Serena the ceremony she deserved. Why did you have to ruin it?" "Serena's wolf is weak because of you. You'll stay here until she wakes up. Think about what you've done." Three years later, the Lycan King, Damien, returned to the North with his mate. He was hosting a summit for the Alliance at a top-tier lakeside resort. Alec arrived with Serena, who was dripping in luxury. He was there to beg Damien for control over the Alliance's new project on the Genetic Decay. He saw me being blocked by the guards and glanced at the file in my hands. "I heard you bonded with some rogue, a worthless wolf with a tainted bloodline, just to spite me. Regretting it now?" "If you beg me, I might consider getting you in." I didn't even bother to look at him. Damien had left a critical report at home. I had to get it to him before the summit meeting.

I never thought one broken promise could shatter my world twice. His name was Marcus. He swore he’d stay in touch when he left for that “year-long business trip.” Three months later, silence. No calls, no texts, nothing. On my birthday, drunk and done with heartbreak, I went home with a stranger. One reckless night. I slipped out before dawn, leaving a fake name. No more men. No more drama. Then the perfect job fell into my lap: personal assistant to Victoria Langford, a young, filthy-rich heiress. Live-in position, great pay, exactly what my sick little sister and I needed. I moved in, ready for a fresh start. Until I walked into her mansion and saw him. Marcus. In her arms. My fiancé was her boyfriend. Rage burned through me, but I swallowed it. I needed this job. He begged forgiveness, fed me lies about a big contract, how he never stopped loving me. Weak, stupid, lonely. I fell back into him. Secret touches, stolen nights, right under her nose. Then everything exploded. I came home to blood and sirens. Marcus swore he didn’t know what happened. But when the police started digging, he pointed the finger at me. How do I escape this? Who's the father of the child growing inside of me?

London was supposed to be freedom. A clean start far from the bruises, the shouting, and the father who made my childhood a nightmare. For two quiet years, I built a small, safe life with books, cold nights, and nobody to fear. But safety ends the moment danger knocks on my door. One unforgivable mistake. And suddenly I'm not just found by the devil in a suit-I'm sold. Straight into the hands of Antonio Rosa, the ruthless Don of New York. Antonio Ruling New York with iron fist, blood, and zero mercy has always been therapeutic. People don't hand me their daughters on a whim-they hand me their fear. But when a useless man tries to buy his life with a trembling girl, I take the deal... if only to teach him a final lesson. Daisy Harrison is supposed to be my warning to him. The man who couldn't care less about her. My leverage. My future wife in name only. Something pretty to destroy while the world watches and does nothing. But the moment she lifts her chin at me, all fire and defiance, I know I've made the most dangerous mistake of my life. Because I don't fall. I don't feel. I don't love. Yet here I am... losing control over the one woman I was never meant to keep.

An accidental act of heroism reshaped Sera’s life entirely. She lost her sight saving the grandmother of a stranger. In return for her goodness, she was forced into marriage with the old woman’s grandson, Lucian Vitale. He was a mysterious businessman with no interest in love, and as people whispered, colder than ice. Given her circumstances, Sera had no choice but to accept. She became his pretend wife, bound by contract. It was a kind of relationship she’d never imagined living. Sera had never planned to fall for a man she’d never seen. But with every touch, every murmur from Lucian, she was slowly pulled under by longing and feelings that should never have taken root. In darkness, she learned to love—and to bleed. Then came the day her vision returned. She heard a truth that shattered her world and tore at her heart. Frightened beyond reason, Sera ran and vanished. She carried a secret in her womb: the child of their passionate nights together. Four years slipped by. A man stepped back into her life. Same voice, same scent, same way his hands found hers… but he did not know her. He had amnesia. Can Sera escape the man who once meant everything to her? Or is this fate’s way of calling them back to settle what they began—in their beds, their hearts, and the secrets that still wait to be told? Between lies, desire, and memories… will they choose each other still?

BLURB The first time I looked into Kael Draem’s eyes, I knew he wasn’t a man made for happy endings. He wasn’t crafted from kindness or tenderness. He was a wolf carved from scars and ink, a predator whose heart beat only for power. And yet. When his gaze pinned me in that crowded hall, when his voice claimed me as though the word mine had been written into his very bones, my entire world shifted. Every instinct told me to run. To fight. To hate him for the chains he wrapped around me. But wolves are not creatures of reason. We are bound by instinct, by bond, by a pull stronger than any vow. I told myself I despised him. That I would never bend, never surrender, never let his hands brand my skin with ownership. But then there were nights when the fire between us burned too bright to deny. When the anger blurred into something sharp and breathless. When his lips hovered just above mine, and I hated him so much that it felt like hunger. Kael was chaos. He was violence. He was the darkness I swore I would never crave. And yet every time he touched me, every time he whispered in that low, ruthless voice that I belonged to him, the fragile walls around my heart cracked a little more.

“What do you think you’re doing? Let me go!” I hissed in fear. Someone might see us like this. “Happily married? I don’t think so” he said instead of releasing me. His voice carried anger now. “I’m a married woman!” My voice trembled with fear and nervousness as I struggled, but it was useless. He easily caught both of my hands in one of his. “Married, yes. But not happily,” he said, not caring about my desperate pulling. “Please… let me go. Someone will see us,” I pleaded in a low, shaking voice. “You have beautiful eyes,” he said suddenly, his voice deep and strange, making my pulse quicken. Marceline never imagined she would experiment with betrayal. But after seeing her husband tangled in the arms of her closest friend, she let herself taste what it felt like to sin. What began as one night of reckless desire soon turned into many nights of fiery passion and dangerous obsession—an affair she could not escape. Yet even while indulging in forbidden pleasure, Marceline swore never to grant her husband what he wanted. Divorce. Philip would never be free. Anastasia would never have the happiness of standing by his side. If they wanted to play with her heart, she would play with their lives. In this game of marriage, passion, and betrayal...only she decides who wins.