Re Zero Gore Novels & Stories

On the night of our engagement banquet, Mandy Sutton's boyfriend, Lenard Johnson, sends my fiancee, Sarah Lindt, a video clip of him jerking off. It also comes with a text message. "Using my hand doesn't feel good at all. I miss your tight little mouth." I want to call that jerk on the spot and cuss him out. But Sarah, who has flown into a state of panic, quickly stops me out of anger. "Are you dumb? It's obvious that Lenard has sent all of these things to the wrong person! He's my best friend's boyfriend, for crying out loud! There's nothing going on between us! Must you be so paranoid, Jonathan? "You're the one that's oozing negativity and dark thoughts, so stop assuming that everyone else is the same as you! Put that jealousy of yours away and stop embarrassing me already!" To think that Sarah is actually accusing me of being jealous and paranoid when she's the one who has cheated on me behind my back! I merely chuckle coldly before forwarding the video clip to our mutual college group chat. At the same time, I've withdrawn my sponsorship from Sarah's company. I'm quite curious, though. Without the support of a jealous, embarrassing man who has zero confidence like me, just how long can Sarah maintain her image as a strong and independent businesswoman?

“Did you say, sick?” He whispered. “I got an erection spilling their blood. My claws, my fangs…they want something to dig into. Flesh to rip apart. I got that in abundance, hence my drastic change in appearance, little ember. But your wet cunt smells even better than their blood.” I was so shocked, I gasped his name, “Arien!” His actual name. ——— Naida Ashryver’s life grew complicated when she was caught in the throes of a murder she was innocent of, rendering her a fugitive. A sinister occurrence that was tied to dramatic revelations had her questioning her identity, leading her right into the web of Eldarien Ravthorn, the Alpha King, whom she couldn't resist. Little did she know that their union had been ordained but the enemies lurking in the shadows would not sit back and watch her get her happy ending. Warning: This is an 🔞 werewolf romance with elements of violence, gore, and occasional dark themes. Surprisingly, it also has its fluffy moments. Proceed with caution! Originally titled Twisted Flames.

I exercised too hard during the day and, by midnight, a sharp pain tore through my stomach. When I checked my pants, there was blood. I called my friend immediately and had him rush me to the hospital. The moment I finished explaining my symptoms, the doctor did not even pause to think before saying, "This is a potential miscarriage. We need to start treatment right away." My eyes went wide. I opened my mouth to protest, but she steamrolled right over me. Her gaze dripped with contempt. "I see dozens of patients every day. I know exactly what you women are like. Probably had abortion after abortion in school with zero self-respect. Now that you're getting older, you want to trap some nice guy into cleaning up your mess." I had never met such an unprofessional doctor in my life. Anger flared in my chest, and I threatened to report her on the spot. She barely blinked. "Touched a nerve, huh? I'm just trying to help you out here. Doctors have it so hard these days. Tell someone the truth and complaints are all you get." The whispers started around me. People staring, judging, pointing. I had truly had enough. Had it occurred to literally anyone that I might just be a guy with long hair?

I bought red lingerie for a boy who didn't want me. Found him in bed with my best friend instead. I ran straight into Cain Russo. My enemy. The boy who humiliated me at fourteen and never lost a second of sleep over it. One night of rage and bad decisions later, we had a secret I planned to bury. Then our parents got married and he moved into the room next door. Now he watches me across the dinner table like he's already won something. Because he's had a taste and he hasn't forgotten it. So he made me a bet. Three orgasms. Ten minutes. If he wins, two weeks of me. Anywhere. Anytime. No exceptions. If I win, my freedom. I should have walked away. I didn't. He doesn't want my heart. That would be too simple. He wants to take me apart completely. And god help me, I'm starting to want that too. Stepbrother. Enemy. Obsession. Warning: This book is explicit. We’re talking filthy, enemies-who-hate-each-other-but-can’t-stop touching, wall-slamming, hair-pulling, name-screaming explicit. If you blush easy, this isn’t for you. If you don’t — buckle up, because Cain Russo has zero restraint and even less patience. 18+ only. You’ve been warned.

BLURB One night. One murder. One photo that changed everything. I was just a broke journalism student trying to survive college on caffeine, ramen, and late-night shifts, Until I saw him pull the trigger. Lucian Romano. Green eyes like a forest fire. A smile that promises sin. And a last name that owns half the city… and most of its corpses. He should’ve killed me. Instead, he gave me a choice: Delete the photo. Say nothing. Or become useful. Now, I’m his “eyes” inside the university, spying on dealers, dodging bullets, and trying not to fall for the killer who sees me as a pawn. But secrets don’t stay buried. And in this game of blood, betrayal, and stolen kisses… One wrong move, and I’m dead. Or worse, his…

Drake and Lilly are the perfect couple, they are loyal, fierce but most of all they are addicted to each other and the amazing life they have created together. Unfortunately that only makes the threats that loom over there heads even more intimidating but it also forces them to fight harder than they have ever fought before. Follow them as they face obstacles so huge that finding the light at the end of the tunnel is harder than ever before. Follow them as there worlds expand and there hearts grow bigger than they ever thought possible, follow them as there love blossoms and there lives fall firmly into place. Please be aware that my characters live in a kill or be kill world, this book just like all my others includes a lot of Sexually explicit content as well as triggering material such as death, gore, abuse, war, child abuse, sexual assault and infant death. I will try to upload everyday once my story is signed, please don’t forget to leave a comment and a rating. You can also follow me on Facebook at J.D_Novel’s for future update information

She doesn’t remember his name. But her hands shake every time he walks into the room. She doesn’t remember the night Alpha Damien Voss stood in front of the entire pack and threw her away like she was nothing. Doesn’t remember crawling past the pack border bleeding, carrying a secret she never got to tell him. She woke up with no name, no past, no wolf. Just scars she can’t explain and a body that flinches at deep voices. Now he’s found her. And the worst part — she’s smiling at him. Offering him coffee. She has no idea she should be running. Damien came to bring her back. He didn’t plan for her to look at him with zero fear. Zero memory. Nothing. He tells himself he’s staying to protect her. He lies very well. But her body remembers what her mind deleted. She doesn’t know why she can’t breathe when he’s close. Doesn’t know why she wakes up screaming with one sentence echoing in her skull I reject you. The truth is coming. And when she remembers everything He won’t just lose her. He’ll deserve to.

Heaven lost her parents at a young age and grew up in an orphanage, she's determined to make a better life for herself and her best friend, Faye. But when she meets Daniel, a handsome and principled, enigmatic, ruthless businessman, she's drawn into a world of high stakes, mystery, intrigue, and zero emotions. As they navigate their complicated marriage deal and their growing feelings for each other, Heaven must confront the truth about Daniel's past and decide if she's willing to risk her heart on a man with secrets about her life.

My husband Seth and I switched bodies on the night of our wedding anniversary. When I went to the office posing as him, his colleague Jenny whispered sultrily into my ear, "Why haven't you divorced your wife yet?" I looked at the counter on my wrist. It displayed ninety-nine points—that meant we only needed to gain one more point to switch back to our own bodies. I smiled. “Points have been reset to zero! Reset! Reset! Reset!”

She was sent to kill. Instead, she might be the one destined to end it all. Lea, a top-tier assassin for the secretive High Table, has never missed a mark—until now. What was supposed to be a routine mission turns into a long-term “quest” in the quiet town of Mystique Gore, assisting a cold, commanding man in a mansion older than memory. Strange? Yes. Dangerous? Definitely. But what’s worse? The mission wasn’t for a target... it was for *her*. Marked by a power she doesn’t understand and haunted by dreams that aren’t hers, Lea finds herself entangled in a world she never believed existed—one ruled by vampires, witches, and werewolves hiding in plain sight. And at the center of it all is Ivan, the enigmatic master of the house who knows more than he says... and watches her like she’s already his. As her assassin instincts clash with ancient prophecies, forbidden truths, and a mark that binds her fate to something much bigger, Lea must uncover why the High Table sent her here—and why the supernatural world is afraid of *her*. They say she’s the beginning. They say she’s the end. They say she must die to keep the peace. But Lea doesn’t take orders. She gives them.