Razor Red Rising Novelas e Histórias

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.

As one of London's premier wedding planners, I have spent my career orchestrating "perfect moments" for others, yet I never seemed to find my own. The ballroom at Claridge's was bathed in an opulent glow for my best friend Stella's wedding. The bridal bouquet sailed over the crowd. It brushed a young woman's fingertips, bounced once, and landed squarely in my arms. In an instant, half of London's high society turned toward Ryan. "Proposal! Proposal!" the crowd chanted over the rhythmic clink of champagne flutes. "Ryan, a sign like that is rare. Looks like we should prepare for the next big party!" Ryan was nudged forward by the crowd. In his charcoal Savile Row suit, he still managed to look detached, as if the noise had nothing to do with him. As I held the flowers, the lingering scent of fresh roses filled the air. For one ridiculous second, I even wondered whether I should warn him not to crease his trousers if he knelt. But he only smiled. Then, with practised ease, he took the bouquet from my arms. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and handed it to his assistant, Emily, who was standing nearby. "She touched it first," he said, ruffling my hair with the same flawless tenderness I had endured for eight years. "Be good, Claire. Let's wait for the right time." The attention followed the flowers as they moved away. I caught the flicker of triumph in Emily's eyes and quickly looked down, tracing the intricate patterns of the carpet while forcing a perfectly poised smile. Ryan lived by schedules and efficiency, yet he never understood one simple truth: some chances, once missed, don't come with a "next time". My own wedding is next Saturday. And he has been officially struck from the guest list.

One extended shift and one strange drink order was all it took for Stephie's life to change forever. After one kind act towards the Elderly Billionaire of her town, Stephie did not expect to gain a sponsor, nor did she expect to catch the eye of the Billionaire's son, the future CEO of Barlowe Engineering Industries. With a sponsor who refuses to let Stephie brave the harsh world on her own, and his son who swears that he could never see Stephie as nothing other than a threat to his fortune, Stephie finds herself in an inescapable predicament. How will this story end? Read and find out.

On the day of her wedding, Alexa experiences the biggest joke of the century as her fiance of three years walks into the wedding hall with no one else but her step sister leaving her standing foolishly on the altar. In just one day, Alexa loses her marriage, her career and her family. She is thrown abroad by her father after her reputation was ruined by her step sister and mother. But one year later, Alexa returns to the country, filled with determination to find the truth about her mom's death and to get her revenge. To do that she needs local power, one great enough to rival her family? Alexa gets in contact with Darwin who makes her sign a marriage contract based on benefits, will these two with their own agenda learn to fall in love? What secret is Darwin keeping from Alexa and would their relationship be strong enough to withstand the enemies of the future, well, let's see!

Isla Carter never imagined that one reckless night would change her life forever. Strong-willed yet innocent, she crosses paths with Killian Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire CEO known for his cold heart and devastating charm. After a heated night of passion, Isla discovers she’s pregnant—only to be met with an unexpected proposition. Killian offers her a marriage of convenience, a cold-hearted arrangement to protect his reputation while he secretly maintains his engagement to another woman. Isla, trapped by circumstance, agrees—but soon realizes she’s nothing more than a pawn in Killian’s twisted game of power and deception. Despite his cruelty, Killian finds himself drawn to Isla’s fire, but just as their tangled emotions begin to unravel, a shocking betrayal shatters everything—his fiancée is none other than Isla’s stepsister, the woman who has tormented her for years. Heartbroken and betrayed, Isla walks away, determined to reclaim her life, but Killian isn’t ready to let her go. Now, he must make a choice: the empire he has built or the woman who has stolen his heart. Will their love rise from the ashes of betrayal, or will it crumble under the weight of shattered vows?

We had a plan. It wasn't as far-fetched as plans to end world hunger or as extreme as plans for world domination. It was a simple plan, wasn't foolproof but it was going to work, it had to work. We were gonna prove that I wasn't a boy-crazed stalker who caused her parents death. We just had to make Kingston confess that the accusations against me were false. Infuriating Jeremy Vongov wasn't a part of the plan we'd anticipated. Yes, we sought out him as an ally but he declared war on us. This bastard heir with criminal ties thinks to make me his toy but I'll show him that I'm not the cowering and weak Dian Fibarthorn of four years ago. My name is Josephine Dukes and I get what I want. Or what I think I want. And right now, what I want is to repeatedly stab that irritating smirk off his chiseled face or make a few babies with him… And I might do both if he keeps staring at me like that.

"Adam's a monster. But, you know what? I'm the bigger monster. I'm everything nightmares are made of," he drawled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. .... Deceived by the Lycan king, Kiara's first mate, who impregnates her in his quest to have his bloodline inherit her dormant powers, Kiara flees into the kingdom of the rogues. There she meets her second chance mate, Denzel Amoris, their king. Unable to fight the effect of the mate bond, despite her fear of being betrayed, she's drawn to his charms like moth to flame. However, beneath his charming exterior is a darkness that is soul deep. He's her redeemer. Even so, will she be able to save him before he gets devoured by his own darkness? An impending war looms, their love is tested even with an arrival of a child, Kiara is faced with the challenge of preserving everything she has gained. Will she succeed?

Her Alpha Father forced her to marry the most known powerful, tyrant, ruthless, and cold-hearted Alpha in the werewolf realm, who happened to be his fated mate too. However, he rejected her outright. She tried every possible means to make him accept her but she failed. He treated her like a worthless whore. When she ran away and gave up any hope that her mate would accept her, she met someone who treated her like a princess. She was already contemplating accepting this new lover when her mate who rejected her chased her and tried everything to win her back. Would she give her mate another chance or accept this new lover? Whatever her decision, could she find her real strength and value in the end?

Zina gave everything—her heart, her trust, and two years of her life—to the mate who betrayed her. Pregnant and shattered, she cast him out of her life, vowing never to let him hurt her again. Years later, Zina has rebuilt herself, rising as a respected doctor in her pack. But her quiet life unravels when she discovers a hidden power within her—one that marks her as more than just an ordinary wolf. Just as she begins to embrace her new identity, Xaden, the mate who broke her, returns—begging for forgiveness and a second chance. To make matters worse, Zina finds herself fated to not one but two mates, pulling her into a dangerous web of love, deceit, and power struggles. With old wounds reopening and new threats emerging, Zina must decide whether to risk her heart again—or protect herself and the child she swore to keep safe.

Just after stepping out of the shower, I received a private message from my so-called uncle, Hank Shephard—a distant relative I barely ever spoke to. "Francis, that new car you posted looks impressive. Perfect for William's wedding!" I hadn't even figured out how to reply to that out-of-nowhere comment when another message popped up. "Your cousin William is getting married next month. Just treat your car as his wedding gift." The entitlement in his tone made my head hurt. I didn't bother arguing and closed the chat window. Apparently, he did not think there was anything wrong with what he had said. Messages kept coming. "Don't worry, your uncle won't let you suffer a loss. "When it's your turn to get married, I'll have William drive that car as your lead wedding car. It'll make you look good." I stared at the screen in silence. That was the moment I realized—Some people don't just feel entitled to your belongings. They believe your life exists to serve theirs.