Pink Sandwich

***Warning: this book contains explicit content and graphical descriptions. I'll put a disclaimer on any chapter that's 18+ and note that every part of this novel is entirely fictional and will be a coincidence with anyone's*** "You're petite, feeble, and gay. All shades of wrong, and I'll crush you, Rhett." His tone is vile. "Your boner says otherwise, King Kael. I'm a chick with sharp features, full pink lips, sexy, snatched body, small waist, and I'm that dude you want riding you to cloud nine all night!" I didn't stop there. I added. "I'm that proud gay man you're too ashamed to become, and I see how you want to rip through my clothes and fuck me, but guess what? I'll never allow your homophobic ass." He was once a slave without voice or freedom, raped by his master. As if that trauma wasn't enough, he was turned into a vampire by a monster. For seven years, he resisted the transition and abstained from blood until his sister was murdered by witches. All hell broke loose, he drank her blood to take back revenge but the darkness overcame him. His tyranny birthed the Fifth Throne where he ruled with bloodlust and spite... but when a tech-nerd, proud gay man stumbles into his world, an obsession arises. Rhett is everything he despises: unapologetic, troublesome, and accepting of his sexuality. However, when Rhett's life is entangled in a supernatural war between vampires, witches, and hunters, the Vampire King must protect him. But how does one love a man who claims he doesn't love men? Who would rather kill you than kiss you? And what happens when that man starts craving your touch more than blood? In a world full of monsters, such bond doesn't go without spiralling a brutal war.

Adrianna James thought she was done with Eric Thompson—until two pink lines force her to reconsider. Determined to give her child the love of a father, she seeks him out… only to find him with another woman. Then there’s Damien Carter—mysterious, infuriating, and now her new work partner. When their latest assignment forces them into Eric’s world, Damien proposes a ridiculous idea: team up to stalk their exes. It’s reckless. It’s unprofessional. And somehow, it’s exactly what Adrianna needs. But as the lines between partnership and something more begin to blur, Adrianna finds herself caught between the past she thought she needed and the future she never saw coming. Does she choose the man she once loved—the father of her child? Or the one who makes her heart race in ways she never expected?

Elias Rourke was more than a billionaire he was a tempest in a custom-fitted suit. As the CEO of Rourke Enterprises a bachelor, he was known for his icy effectiveness, merciless transactions, and total absence of emotion. Everyone referred to him as “Ice King” when he wasn't around. Up until her. Chloe Hart had worked as his secretary for slightly more than two weeks. Timid, kind-hearted, and excessively courteous, she was the type of woman who kept track of birthdays, tended to plants, and uttered "please" to the coffee maker. Elias hardly paid attention to her,until the morning she entered his office unannounced. “I apologize for the interruption,” she said, her voice shaking, “but you haven’t had anything to eat today.” "It's nearly four." He looked at her, irritated. “That’s none of your business.” “I prepared a sandwich for you.” She places it on his desk and walks away before he has a chance to reply to her. Even with how rude he is to her, she brings him homemade meals everyday and lavender tea after tough meetings. He started to notice little details about her, the way she played with her necklace when anxious, she shows no emotions even when he yells at her. One day, he sees himself approaching her desk not to order her around, but to ask her about her well being. When a scandal almost destroys Elias’s empire. She stays by his side, not out of obligation, but because she trusted him. He looked at her and whispered, “You are the gentleness in my whole existence." "I don't know how to show emotions, but I will learn just for you." Chloe smiled, looking at him and said "Steel is capable of melting, Elias." "Even kings can experience love."

Carrie DeLuca, a not quite normal teenager with lots of behavior issues and a seriously fucked-up life, meets the biggest trouble of her life: a werewolf with lots of anger issues and a clear obsession over her... What can she do? Run as far as possible away from him or stay and try to fight him off? "His strong and big hands tightly gripped around my wrists as he forcefully held them pressed against the door and at the level of my shoulders, feeling my bones hurt so fucking much that I thought they were going to snap after just a little more pressure added. Yet despite the sickening pain I refused to shed a single tear, challengingly looking right back into his glimmering emeralds. "I am not afraid of you," I spat between gritted teeth, noticing that devilish smirk tugging at his naturally pink lips. "How about now?" He wickedly whispered, feeling my entire body fill with pure fear and horror as I watched his eyes change from their emerald green colour to an unnaturally glowing golden, hungrily gazing at me. His hand quickly pressed against my mouth, abruptly silencing that scream that was about to erupt. "Don't bother. No one will believe you,"