Red X Blue Among Us Novels & Stories

Liza is a human female that has no knowledge of the dragons and wolves. She happens to be the mate to both the Dragon King and Wolf king. There was a great war between the shifters with many casualties on both sides. Both sides kept the war hidden from humans and decided it was best to never show their animal side to humans. Dragons are powerful and protected by magic. The King is a powerful CEO. Wolves are strong in numbers but since they aren’t protected by magic they won’t fight a dragon alone. Since the wolves animal forms can go undetected they’ve become the perfect assassin so they run the Underworld Mafia. Liza must decide if she wants to be the wife of a powerful dragon. Or Luna of the underground Mafia. She could also choose both. Will she be able to end the centuries long war and bring peace to the shifter community or cause another war? Who will she choose?

[The ML and the FL have no blood relationship.] After Nora and Ethan have a one-night stand, Ethan finds Nora is his mate; they also find they have a blood relationship with each other. Ethan is Nora's uncle; they haven't met each other for many years so neither of them knows what another looks like. Thinking this is a wrong arrangement from the Moon Goddess, Ethan hides his scent from Nora, therefore Nora thinks she does not have a mate when she becomes 18. They try their best not to let others know they have made love before... Many years later, they encounter in Nora's Luna ceremony. She is going to be another man's wife!

"Stop the car!" Shouted Albert "Boss!" "I said stop the car or you are fired!" Albert said coldly. 'Screeeeeeech' the driver stepped on the emergency break. Before he could react, his boss had already flung the door and was running towards a certain direction... .... "Let's go home." Hearing the word home, Velma looked at the man before her dumbly. "Let's go home..." Albert repeated himself. Before waiting for Velma to reply, he took her hand and led her to the car.

Years ago, Elijah’s world shattered the day his husband, Gabe, vanished without a word. They said it was a plane crash. They said there were no survivors. But lies have long wings and now Gabe is back. Alive. Rich. Powerful. And with no memory of the life he shared with Elijah. When Gabe reappears in the arms of another world, Elijah is torn between rage and relief. His husband doesn’t remember the vows, the late-night laughter, or the broken pieces they were trying to heal together. Worse, someone is trying to erase Gabe’s name from his family’s fortune and Elijah might be the only one who can help him uncover the truth. Bound by a fake marriage that once held real love, the two must pretend for the world while battling ghosts of their past. As secrets unravel and the danger grows, so does the pull between them. But this second chance comes with a price and a past neither of them are ready to face. Was Gabe running from something… or someone? And if Elijah helps him remember, will love bring them home or destroy them both? A dark, emotionally raw MM romance about memory, betrayal, and the painful beauty of second chances. .

WARNING: This book is rated 18+ and contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and dark, obsessive themes. Till Sin Do Us Apart is a one-shot taboo tale of lust and domination, where two or more souls collide in the dark, seeking pleasure, and craving release. It’s not only love that binds them, but obsession. This story is extremely sinful, forbidden, and erotic, a slow exhale of tension and temptation. It’s about the ache of being wanted too much, touched too hard, controlled too completely… and still coming back for more.

The night before the study abroad application deadline, the class group chat blew up. [Oh my God, Ryan, why did you switch your application to the UK? Weren’t you supposed to go to France with Emma Bennett?] Ryan Hawthorne replied like it was nothing. [Yeah, I changed it. She has my login anyway.] [Once she sees it, she’ll switch too. She always follows me around. She can’t function without me.] I stood there with my phone in my hand, my mind going completely blank. Scattered across the floor, half tucked between my open suitcases, was the gift I had prepared especially for Ryan. I left the group chat, threw the gift away, and never opened the application portal again. What he did not know was this. He could give up the future we were supposed to share for Sophie Quinn. And I could give him up too. I could choose my own future without ever looking back. All those late nights, all those years of work, had never been only for him.

Hey, everyone! My name is Jessblue. Well, I come from the world of Bamptillia and you all know me as Cristina's sister/best friend. This story is about my life before I met Cristina or became this fierce badass Bampire warrior. Overall, my life consisted of slavery and abuse, but my heart also lost the only love that it knew. Why? Well, for you to love and understand my character, JessBlue, from Bamptillia, I must take you to the beginning, where it all started for me on the Crite of Bluestoria. I must go back to where everything changed one day and my world took a turn, but did it take a turn for the best or did it take a turn for the worst?! We shall see in this journey I will take you on; sometimes life is unfair, and we need to embrace every moment we live and breathe. Trigger warning: This has extremely mature erotic scenes and dark erotic scenes. May include rape, rough sex, abuse, assault, death and other forms of torture. So, please, be aware before reading. If you believe any of these topics may upset you, please, do not read this book. It has not been written to trigger or upset anyone, so I would rather you not read it if you think any of these topics will have this result for you.

Everyone always talks about how amazing it would be to find your mate. For me, that's the last thing I want. I mean when you're held prisoner by some sick bastard, there's not a lot you can offer your mate. No matter who it is, they can't save me from this. All that finding my mate would do is crush my heart and make my life that much more harder. Yet when I saw him at that gas station, I couldn't get him out of my head. I need to stay away, but I don't know that I can. I keep finding myself traveling to him even when I don't mean to. This doesn't bode well for me. *** "I have to go." I told him. "No, wait." He grabbed my hand, causing a strong spark to course through my body. It made me inhale deeply, intoxicating me with his scent. I pulled my hand away quickly, as if he'd burned me. His eyes widened as he stared at me. He had felt the spark too. He furrowed his brows at me, but I let the shadows start to swallow me, disappearing before him. "Please, come see me again." Were his last words to me. ***** Zerena has had one rule all her life, never find her mate. The life she leads is dangerous and not her own. Held captive by a scientist, forced to do his bidding alongside 4 others. Zerena has always known that if she found her mate it would cause her more trouble than anything else. As a shadow weaver, she knows nothing but darkness & cruel fates. She's used to danger, but how will she handle love?

Take a look at the world through Audrea's glasses. Audrea is full of life and dreams. She has a very unique approach towards life and loves to explore the depths of it. Let's embark on this journey with her and find out the perks and troughs of being a teen in today's world.

On her first day at work, a new colleague uploaded a 500-million-dollar property purchase agreement to the company group chat. The message was accompanied by the caption: “Thanks for the gift for my first day at work, Dad!” She quickly deleted it, following up with, “Sorry, wrong chat!” I frowned, recognizing the contract immediately. It was the same property my father gifted me for my birthday a month ago. Some sharp-eyed colleagues noticed the contract number and chimed in. “I have a relative in real estate. I remember this property. Our chairman bought it recently!” “So, the heiress has joined us to experience life. Forgive your humble servant for not recognizing you!” The chat was soon filled with flattering remarks. Even my stingy and miserly husband joined in. I felt a coldness in my heart and couldn’t help but respond in the group chat, “I recall the president always opposing ostentatious displays of wealth and advocating humility. This heiress seems to veer away from his usual philosophy.” Instead of support, I faced attacks from my husband and others. “Look at you being so poor and petty. How could you ever compare to Grace? Why did I ever marry someone so shortsighted?” “As if you know the president that well! I think you’re just jealous that Grace was born with a silver spoon!” I sneered coldly and, without hesitation, dialed the president’s number right in front of everyone. “Dad, I heard we’re not that close, hmm?”