Rafiki Throw Simba Novels & Stories

He thinks I’m a dangerous party crasher looking for trouble. I think he’s right. Moving into a breathtakingly luxurious new estate was supposed to be a fresh start for my family—or at least a temporary sanctuary for the next six months. Instead, it’s a chaotic den of wild parties, elite strangers, and secrets. When a late-night hunt for food leads me straight into the massive, high-tech kitchen, I don't just find a midnight snack. I find him. Callum. He’s devastatingly gorgeous, intensely arrogant, and radiates a dangerous, intoxicating aura that completely paralyzes me. He also happens to believe I’ve broken into his house to steal his hidden, highly illegal stash. Before I can even find my voice to deny it, he’s cornering me in the dark, threatening to have his guards throw me out on the streets, and making it thrillingly clear that I am completely out of my depth. My fiercely protective older brother arrives just in time to slam a wedge between us, but the damage is already done. Callum has made his verdict: I’m naive, I’m defenseless, and worst of all... I'm not his type. I’ve always been the quiet, overly trusting sister who stays in the shadows while the world moves past. But as the lines between enemies, strangers, and something much more hazardous begin to blur, I have a terrifying feeling that surviving the next six months under the same roof as Callum is going to be the hardest thing I've ever done. Because he is absolute trouble—and I might just be ready to crash his world.

"You still think you’re the main character in your own story, don’t you, Mercer? That’s cute. You were written out the moment you let me inside you. You don’t exist without me now. And you love it." Kade Mercer an unstoppable force on the ice, destined for the NHL. One reckless mistake, one desperate night, and it was all over. The trap was set long before he even stepped onto the ice. Nikolai Volkov, mafia kingpin and team owner, orchestrated it all—the seduction, the scandal, the blackmail. Now, Kade isn’t just owned. He’s trapped. He still plays. He still wins. But only when they let him. Throw a game. Obey. Or lose everything. But the real hell doesn’t come from Nikolai. It comes from his son, Rook Volkov. Golden boy of a rival team. Hockey’s rising star. Kade’s worst enemy. He’s spent years fighting Kade, hating him, wanting him. Now? He owns him. Rook doesn’t destroy Kade’s career—he controls it. His flights. His bank accounts. His entire life. And when Kade resists? Rook makes him pay. First, he makes him beg. Then, he makes him like it. Every punishment, every violation, every humiliating submission forces Kade deeper into the world Rook has carved out for him. A world where the line between rivalry and ownership has been erased. A world where Kade can fight all he wants—but he’ll never escape. Because Rook isn’t keeping him prisoner.

Hugo: I am the undisputed king of the underworld. I rule the country and being the only manufacturer of quality weapons, I own every life. As the head, I get to choose first and then I can choose to throw the remains for everyone to have a bite. There is no one who can leave my claws, I can have whoever I want, be it a boy or a girl. No strings attached. My heart is woven in black. No time and space for any colors in my life. I can’t tolerate deceit and breaking trusts. Loyalty means everything to me. To me dishonesty is equivalent to death, that’s why I never trust anyone. I am happy being the emotionless person in this world until she came into my life as a payment and I was supposed to kill her after using her, only if I knew…. Caterina: I was living my life in a romantic fantasy. I had dream of a prince coming and taking me away to a far land. There came someone to take me away. But he wasn’t a prince. He was a ruthless king of underworld. I had heard about him in hushed whispers but I had never thought of meeting him face to face. I was nothing to him, nothing worthy. And I had accepted my fate but he took away from me the only thing I had vowed to keep for the one I would love. I hate him and he gets off my anger and hurt. He likes to flaunt himself with a new girl everyday and every night. It should not make me feel anything but hatred towards him. And I want to run away from this dark world. And I did succeed but at what cost….. .

Violet eyes with piercing sight. Mane of gold in pale moonlight. Skin so hard and lily white. Voice so soft, yet filled with might. He comes to me in the dark of night. Flash of teeth, smile so slight. There is no fear, no need to fight. In his embrace, I crave his bite. -S.R. Michele, or Shelly to those closest to her, is a typical 21 yr old, trying to find her way in life. She has good family, a close circle of friends. She's outgoing and friendly, and a bit reckless and impulsive sometimes. And she has certain gifts...when she touches things, she can see into the past, she can feel what was felt by others, and she can sense things before they happen. Ok, so maybe she's not so typical. An impromptu trip to New Orleans, a party on Bourbon Street, and an attempted assault in a dark alley lead her into a world she didn't know existed...but one she's not afraid of. She doesn't know if the violet-eyed stranger that comes to her rescue, and follows her home, is a friend or a foe - and honestly, she doesn't care. Once you've had a taste of the darkness, it's hard to pull away... **** This book was written in the late 1990's - early 2000's, and originally published in 2004, under the title: Diary of a Vampire by S.M. Royston. It was my first book, and it wasn't long until I came to hate it! (Please, don't look it up - I promise you, it's terrible) So here we are, years later, and I've decided to throw out my original work, and re-write it. Because I'm the author, and I can do that. The story, characters, and settings are the same - but the writing style is different, and in my opinion, much, much better. I hope you enjoy it. ****

Isla- a young, and underestimated warrior. After surviving years of traumatic abuse, she is left orphaned, and alone. She strives to prove to herself, and others, that she is not weak. Though she is beautiful and strong years of psychological abuse, she doesn’t believe she is worthy of love, or that the Moon Goddess will grant her a fated mate. Alpha Zac is the fair and strong leader of Clear Creek. Secretly a hopeless romantic, Zac wants his fated mate more than anything. But after waiting years to find her, he has accepted a playboy lifestyle. When a unique she-wolf warrior joins his pack, she does more than fulfill his fantasies, she tests how far he will go to protect from her past. “WEAK” he yells as he swiftly brings the whip at me. I quickly try to cover my face but am not fast enough. I hiss in pain as the unforgiving leather slices my hand and eyebrow.I try to swallow the sob that wants to escape me but instead I throw up. Maybe he would have stopped there if I would have missed his boots.** (ISLA) I feel a pang of jealousy, what she has is what I've always wanted. A loving family, support, friends, and stability. Audrie doesn't have to question if she belongs here or try to prove her worth. (ZAC)My whole chest tightens and my wolf presses forward. “MATE”. The urgency to hold her, to take away the pain intensifies. I reach out and lift her head, and that's when I see the gash trickling blood onto the already blood-covered rock. I scoop her up and head straight to the infirmary. I just found my mate, I can't lose her on the same night.

Jasmine Ivory Sullivan, a name that brought love, jealousy, obsession, desperation and separation… a woman of every man’s dream ***Excerpt*** "Son, your flight leaves in two hours. This is your only chance. if you don't take up this offer now, you will never be allowed to bring up any conversation concerning your music dreams ever again in my house. It is now or never!” *** These were the excruciating words of Alexander’s father, Mr. Jayden Keller, a multibillionaire. Alexander wondered why his parents who were against his music career, suddenly gave him the go-ahead to pursue his dreams, without prior information. He tried calling Ivory, the love of his life, to explain the situation to her, because his trip was too sudden and he couldn’t see her before leaving, but all his efforts were futile, as she wasn’t reachable. When he got to the Uk, he sent Liam, his cousin, to go check up on Ivy, his secret girlfriend. On getting to the address, Liam found out that the occupant of that house no longer lived there. On his way home, he met a beautiful stranger, Jasmine, who was crying in the rain, because her boyfriend broke up with her. He consoled her and soon, he fell in love with Jasmine with his whole heart and could kill for her. Soon enough, Liam was ready to throw a surprise engagement for Jasmine. What happens when Alex who still couldn’t get in touch with Ivy and could no longer bear it, decided to come back to look for her, and at the same time, attend his cousin’s engagement party, only to meet the shock of his life? Let’s find out how this drama unfolds in this heart racing piece. No one is backing down.

Tears were flowing through her cheeks from her blood shot eyes. Sniffing painfully she sat on the edge of bed. Her tears filled eyes were stuck on the shattered photo frame which she throw out of anger and pain. It was their marriage photo frame, the same photo which she used to admire once. But now, the same photo disgusts her whenever she looks at it.It sometimes the things which gives you happiness, the same things can give you pain too. Their whole room is a mess, just like her life. Wiping her tears Koushalya looked at those torn dairy pages along with few photo lying on floor , in which her husband was kissing another women. Love was visible in his eyes, sad thing is the love wasn't for her, it was for another women. Nothing can be more painful then, knowing your loved one loved Someone else more than you. She trusted him wholeheartedly, and now when she found out his secret , he lost the trust which she had on him. Koushalya, blankly stared the floor, her mind was telling her to leave him but her heart was begging her to stay. Somewhere, between her mind and heart she lost herself, her soul. Will she ever able to find her lost soul in that dark world of Sanjiv ? **** Meet Koushalya, Women with passion and broad thinking. Everything was perfect about her until she met Sanjiv, who showed her how does it feels to die slowly without letting anyone know. Somewhere between her husband Sanjiv and the fear of society she lost her own self. Will she find herself again ? -- I, Aarti Shankar welcoming you all in life of koushalya. To know further read the story and leave a review/feedback after reading it.

"Sierra, what we have between us stops today. She's back," he looked at me calmly. “The woman at the restaurant is Cassie?” I pretended to be clueless. I didn't want divorce. “Yes and she’s back, you know what that means right?” He looked at me seeking confirmation but I played dumbfounded. “What happens to us, what we’ve built?” “There’s no us Sierra, when are you going to get that through your head, I’ve never lied to you about my feelings for Cassie,” he said still no emotion in his eyes. “But you married me, I’m your wife now,” I muttered in a low tone, as much as I wanted to shout I still was in a lot of pain. ** Son of the richest family in the city, Damian made his name on his own as one of the most successful lawyers, instead of taking over his father's business. He is the dream lover: rich, dominant, protective, loyal —IF he loves you, I was unfortunate as I am not the one he loved. ******* After Damian ended their marriage for his ex, Cassie, Sierra moved to Texas to start anew. Only for her to return five years later as a rich, successful woman and a mother of triplets. The triplets looked exactly like Damian. Damian’s dormant heart beat again after seeing her, he wanted a second chance; was Sierra willing to forgive him after what he made her go through? Was she willing to throw the cold aura she built around herself, will he be able to win her heart again now that secrets left buried were hatched and most importantly was Cassie going to lose Damian without a fight? The answer is no. How will Damian and Sierra overcome it? Or will they ever?

My CEO wife has a habit of rewarding top-performing employees with a private dinner. After seven years of being secretly married to her, I finally pushed myself to the limit—working around the clock for an entire month, nearly coughing up blood—just to land the number-one spot and finally earn that public dinner date with my own wife. But Alexia gave the spot to an intern instead. "Caleb just joined the team. He needs some motivation and encouragement. As my husband, you need to be understanding. Next time, if you close over ten million in sales, I'll definitely give you the spot—and I'll even throw in a diamond wedding ring worth a million." For the sake of the company and our marriage, I let it slide. Then I closed a ten-million-dollar deal and showed up at the restaurant we'd agreed on. She never came. No calls, no texts. I was about to head back to the office to find her when I saw Caleb's post on social media: a candlelit dinner with my wife, and on his ring finger—the very ring she'd promised me. His caption read: [Family keeps asking when I'm getting married? Don't worry—my girlfriend, the CEO, showed up with a ring to save the day.] Coworkers flooded the comments with excitement. I calmly left a comment of my own. My wife, who had been MIA for six hours, immediately called me in a panic. "Don't get the wrong idea! It was just a dare—he lost a game, that's all. You're still my husband. I just loaned him the ring for a minute. Once the game's over, I'll get it right back to you." But I don't want the ring or her anymore. "Don't bother. Let's get a divorce."

He presses deeper into me, I meet his thrust this time, desperate for him to be closer. "Does this feel dead to you? Hmm?" he whispers, the tenor of his voice dark and sinful. A snarl forming on his face. He looks vicious and enticing at the same time. His fingers pinch my nipple through the flimsy fabric of my bra, tugging hard and wringing a pained cry from my throat. Yet, my pussy reacts differently without my permission. His touch alone is making me feel crazed. Nothing has ever felt so fucking good. "Answer me" he whispers into my ear, sending violent tremors throughout my body. The ever-present fear steadily pumping into my bloodstream, nearly drugging me with its potency and making me delirious. "No" I say in barely a whisper, answering his question. "That's right. You know, your brain is far too small for you to have such a big mouth. One more insolent word from you, I won't hesitate to throw your stupid ass in jail" he threatened. ................. Aria Jones, a beautiful sex-crazed temptress goes for an important job interview in which she gets humiliated and rejected by an arrogant boss after she strips in his office and tries to seduce him into giving her the job. No man has ever said no to the beautiful nymphomaniac before. She couldn't accept the fact that he did not only insult and embarrass her but rejected her as well. She vows to lure him to her bed by all means. Seeing as he is madly in love with his wife and he hates her guts, seducing the arrogant billionaire seems impossible. She struggles to accomplish her desire which has slowly turned into a deadly obsession. Find out what happens after Aria Jones sets her eyes on a forbidden man...