Power Rangers Lightspeed Rescue Red Ranger Novels & Stories

A Supernatural Reverse Harem. MMFMM "We're meant to be, Annabelle. You can fight the mate bond as much as you want, but it doesn't mean that we're going anywhere. We will never give up on trying to makes this work. We have always been yours and you're ours. Forever will be.."

Zara Fen has always been treated as a curse. Born without a reflection and shunned by her pack, she survives years of cruelty under her stepfamily’s roof, clinging to the hope that the mate bond might finally give her a place to belong. But when fate binds her to Alpha Lir, the most powerful wolf in Silvercrest, he rejects her publicly, choosing power and politics over destiny. Branded cursed and banished, Zara loses everything in a single night. Taken in by another pack, Zara begins to rebuild herself, discovering strength, secrets, and a power that Silvercrest feared all along. Yet the bond with Lir never breaks. As regret consumes the Alpha who shattered her, and a new Alpha stands ready to protect her, Zara must decide whether fate deserves a second chance—or whether she will finally choose herself.

After being kicked out of the house by her homophobic parents, Mattel was forced to support her education, financial needs, and she has sworn to never go back home even if she has everything back there. When she accepted a job offer from Aidan, the girl that she hates and the lesbian twin sister of their academy's queen bee, she realized that the bad girl has a soft side and has reasons as to why she acts the way she is. And, with the time they spent together, they can never get away from the fact that love is assembling between them. What would happen if Mattel's parents decided to take her back in but with something big in return? Will their love be enough to conquer everything? Or would it be the end for both of them?

Aurielle Voss built her empire from nothing. Because of the pressure to be the best wife to him, she handed it all to Victor Kade, her husband. And he walked straight back into the arms of his first love. She is left with nothing but a signature that cost her everything. Betrayed, humiliated, and deprived of any real intimacy, Aurielle makes one reckless, glorious mistake. She orders a call boy. Dominic Frost is not what she expected. And he is certainly not what he seems. One drunken night led to an offer she has no business accepting, ninety-nine days by his side, helping him secure an inheritance in exchange for the one thing she lost, her company. But as revenge turns into attraction, Aurielle must navigate deceit, and a passion neither expected. Can she survive ninety-nine days with the dashing call boy, turned CEO, or will the stranger become everything she never saw coming?

Angelina finds herself trapped in a dungeon while she awaits her fate. In order to be free from the dungeon, she has to agree to choose to marry one of the sons of the Lycan king. But, fate plays a role, when she wakes up one morning to discover that the Lycan king had been murdered by his own blood. The question is who?

ISABELLA MONROE, HEIRESS TO THE MONROE FORTUNE FOUND NAKED WITH A MAN ON HER WEDDING DAY Isabella's bridal shower was supposed to be fun. Just her, her girls, and a night to celebrate. But the next morning, Isabella Monroe woke up sore, and naked… in a stranger’s bed. Her fiancé walked in, saw everything, and just like that… the wedding was over. Before she could even process it, her parents made a decision for her: marry him and save our family's reputation—the mysterious, dark, and impossibly wealthy stranger she’d woken up next to. Now, trapped in a marriage she never wanted, surrounded by power, desire, and temptation, Isabella has to figure out if she can survive Rafael Ashford… or if surrendering to him might be the only option.

"What do you think that I have feelings for you...?" He let out a chuckle. "I never did, every single moment spent with you has been nothing but a pet, all I wanted was the right opportunity, and now I have it, there's no more pretense." Everything he said landed like static in her head. Numb. Distant. her chest felt like it was split open,a bleeding, raw thing he’d left out in the cold. All of it. The warmth when he held her hand. The way he laughed at her shyness. The nights he stayed up just to make sure She got home safe. It was all a lie. Every single piece of it was just a move in a game She didn’t know he were playing. To win a bet.

WARNING! This book contains strong matured contents which includes (lots of it), trauma, abuse. Read at your own risk! . "Do you know what smells better than fear?" His voice was a replica of the male. Deep, dark, and dangerous. "What...?" She squeaked, terrified. He was standing so close to her... "Lùst. Desire." He spat the words like they tasted bad, his eyes cold, his face inscrutable. "The scent of your wetness is driving me insane. I can practically taste your hunger for my cóck." Then, he shocked them both. With a savage growl, his head lowered completely and his mouth crashed down to hers. . ************ There are rumors... Whispers around in secret. Murmurs in pitch darkness. Of the most powerful 'man' in Naturiah. The most fearsome creature. The fiercest predator Naturiah ever has. A man who is the 'impossible'. Rumors has it that his powers and strength surpass that of all 'men'. Powerful. Fearless. Highly Séxual. Instinctive. Dominant. Predators. He is their Alpha. Most species has an Alpha, but this 'man' is the Alpha of all Alphas. The ultimate Alpha. The Alpha King. They think him god. He is respected like one. He is feared like one. They call him god. Because, he is a crossbreed between the two most powerful creatures. He has the strength of a mountain lion and the power of a werewolf. He can take the form of a mountain lion or a werewolf. Or a man. Why? Because, he is a werewolf AND a mountain lion. His name is Wolfariane Daminor Throne. The Alpha King of Naturiah.

After waking up from a car accident, I become the perfect wife of Dr. Leonardo Rossi. In the next two years of being an amnesiac, I rely on Leonardo and love him with all my heart. But on the night of our wedding anniversary, I accidentally overhear his murmured conversation with a subordinate. "Take her out once she's done signing the asset transfer papers." At that moment, a searing hot memory comes barging into my mind. I remember a man placing a hand on my sweat-drenched lower back. As he pants, he murmurs into my ear, "My dearest Donna Vittoria Costa, remember that I'm the only one who can make you shiver like this." Finally, the fog that has been haunting my mind is lifted, allowing more memories to return. It turns out that the man who has held me by my waist is none other than Leonardo, who's currently passing a glass of water to me with a smile on his face. I swallow the pill that he has handed to me. But in reality, I hide the pill beneath my tongue and merely swallow the water. Dear doctor, when the prey remembers that it's supposed to be the predator, do you think your scalpel will still be capable of slitting my throat?

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.