Ross Library Lock Haven Novels & Stories

The ninety-ninth time my mate, Valeria, the pack's Alpha Female, blocked our mind-link, I dragged myself, ravaged by Soul-Decay, into the Hall of Covenants. The cold marble steps bit at my bare feet, each one sending a lancing pain through my chest. In the final stages of Soul-Decay, I'd lost my healing abilities. Even the simple act of walking was agony. "I'm here to request a severance of my mate bond." The covenant official took in my pale, gaunt frame, his gaze softening with pity. "Sir," he asked quietly, "don't you have a pack to support you?" I've been invisible to my parents ever since my father brought home my adoptive brother, Silas, when I was ten. And while Valeria was my mate, it was in name only. We had never held a public marking ceremony. She rarely brought me to pack gatherings. Most of the pack wouldn't even recognize me. I wiped away the blood welling at the corner of my mouth. "That doesn't matter anymore," I told the official. "A dying wolf needs no pack."

The day I confirmed I was three months pregnant, I went to Oliver's office to drop off some files. I was finally going to tell him the good news. The Pack was in the grip of a record heat wave, and with the temperature climbing toward 122 degrees, I reached over to switch on the AC. His secretary stopped me before I could. "Luna, I'm on my period, and our Pack wolves already carry the Cold Curse. It isn't hot enough to need the AC." But I was afraid the heat would hurt the tiny life growing inside me. I shot her a glance, said nothing, and turned it on anyway. Late that night, Oliver came home from a business dinner and led with an accusation the second he walked in. "Sophia already gets cramps and nausea on her period, and you blasted cold air at her for forty-one minutes and thirty-eight seconds. You put her in the ICU with stomach spasms." "Oliver, air conditioning doesn't hurt anyone, and I've had periods too. Never mind that. There's something important I need to tell you. I'm preg—" Oliver pulled the corner of his mouth into a smile, drew me into his arms, and cut off the words before I could finish. "I lost my head. You're right." He kissed my forehead the way he always did, murmuring softly until I fell asleep. But when I woke, I was inside a transparent glass freezer room. Every face around me belonged to someone important in the Pack. Outside the glass, Oliver stood with a hand on Sophia's soft waist, watching me with a smile. "You like the cold air? Then today you can have all you want." My heart sank. I pulled out my phone and photographed the people around me. Then I made a call. "Dad. None of these people need to live to see tomorrow's sun."

Rated 18+ | Extremely Explicit | Reader Discretion Strongly Advised You're not just reading smut-you're stepping into fantasies too bold for real life. This collection delivers raw, unapologetic, toe-curling tales that dive headfirst into taboo temptation, dominant lovers, and scenes dripping with lust and power play. Each chapter brings a new pair (or more 😉), new kinks, and wild scenarios-from forbidden office affairs to brat-taming bodyguards, hot professors, naughty neighbors, and secret hookups that should never happen... but do. Some stories are told in third person. Others? You'll be the one getting pinned, spanked, or seduced-written in Y/N POV so you feel every sinful second. So if you're into steamy, twisted, dirty-as-hell reads that don't shy away from the filthy stuff-this is your new obsession. Let's be honest. You're not here for the plot. You're here to get ruined. Warning: This book is soaked in desire, soaked in sin... and soaked in more.

He’s my brother’s best friend. The golden boy of the ice rink. The one every girl in town dreams about, except I’ve been doing more than dreaming. I’ve been wanting him for years. But he’s forbidden. Not just because of my brother, who would tear the world apart if he knew what I felt, but because of what we are. Wolves. Bound by pack law. Caged by duty. And I was raised knowing the one rule that can’t be broken, never cross the line with someone who isn’t chosen for you. Except lines blur when he looks at me the way he does now. When his touch lingers too long. When his wolf calls to mine in a way I can’t ignore. On the ice, he’s ruthless, a star forward who plays to win. Off the ice, he’s reckless, dangerous, and everything I should run from. But one stolen kiss in the shadows changes everything. Suddenly, keeping secrets becomes as natural as breathing, and every game, every glance, every accidental brush of his hand is a war between what’s right and what we crave. Because this isn’t just about love, it’s about survival. Packs don’t forgive betrayal. Families don’t forgive broken trust. And if anyone finds out that I belong to him, the fallout won’t just destroy his career or my family’s name. It could start a war. He’s the one man I can’t have… and the only one my wolf refuses to let go.

After my husband topped the wealth rankings, he hired his first love as his personal housekeeper at a high salary. “Quincy, you hail from humble beginnings. I don’t want you embarrassing me in high society, so I specifically brought in Vivian to teach you the rules. From now on, everything you do must be reported to her for approval.” From that moment on, in public, I was the glamorous Mrs. Lane. However, behind closed doors, to even enjoy simple marital moments with my husband I had to write a thousand-word application seeking Vivian’s approval. Then, my adoptive father had a heart attack. I dropped to my knees, begging her to transfer me five hundred thousand dollars. She laughed coldly. “What kind of surgery costs half a million? Stop making excuses to pad your family’s finances.” “This isn’t a small sum. Write a 10,000-word application, and this time it’s denied.” Rage coursed through me, my body trembling uncontrollably as I spun toward Tyler and fell to my knees, begging him to save my father’s life. There wasn’t even a flicker of emotion on his face. “Vivian did nothing wrong. I know you’re still clinging to your old poor habits even after getting rich, but my money doesn’t grow on trees.” “This time, your father’s medical treatment will be put on hold as a lesson. Next time, don’t blame me if he’s kicked out of the VIP ward.” In the end, my adoptive father died on the operating table due to the delay in treatment. Completely disheartened, I finally asked Tyler for a divorce.

Jordan Sanders had a one-night stand at a Christmas party after having too much to drink. She woke up the next morning with no memory of the night and her thought now was of the interview that she might be late for. After entering the office of Cameron Carter (CEO) of Carter's Enterprise Holdings, he said something she never expected. "It's you." "Yes, I'm here for an interview." "No." He shook his head. "Yes." I nodded mine. "Don't you remember? We spent last night together." He declared. I lurched back at his words. "Maybe I can jog your memory." He gave a lopsided smirk. Before I could process what he was doing, his lips were on mine. Kissing me deeply. After her failed interview, Jordan's life seems to spiral out of control, she learns that Cameron Carter blacklisted her from ever being able to get a job in America. Her mother is sick and her past is catching up to her. But despite all this, Jordan has yet another one-night stand. This time with Jasper Morgan. But who will Jordan choose when both men start to show interest in her?

My name is Audrey, and I'm the adopted daughter of the Bailey family. Four years ago, the Bailey family faced a devastating financial crisis. Just when bankruptcy seemed inevitable, a mysterious benefactor emerged, offering salvation with one condition: a contract marriage. Rumors swirled about this enigmatic man—whispers claimed he was hideously ugly and too ashamed to show his face, possibly harboring dark, twisted obsessions. Without hesitation, the Baileys sacrificed me to protect their precious biological daughter, forcing me to take her place as a pawn in this cold, calculated arrangement. Luckily, in those four years, the mysterious husband never asked to meet in person. Now, in the final year of our arrangement, the husband I've never met is demanding we meet face to face. But disaster struck the night before my return—drunk and disoriented, I stumbled into the wrong hotel room and ended up sleeping with the legendary financial mogul, Caspar Thornton. What the hell am I supposed to do now?

When your mate is your enemy, love becomes an act of war. Moonrise Academy trains the future leaders of the supernatural world, but Ronan Montague isn't here to make friends. Exiled by his own pack for refusing to support murder, he just wants to prove that strength doesn't require cruelty. Then he scents his mate across the academy courtyard—and she's wearing a Capulet crest. Juliana Capulet escaped an arranged marriage by coming to Moonrise, but she can't escape the mate bond that ties her to everything her family taught her to hate. When ancient feuds collide with undeniable attraction, their love threatens to reignite a war that's already claimed too many lives. They're not the only ones fighting impossible odds. In a school where pack politics determine everything, four couples will discover that choosing love over loyalty might cost them everything—including their lives. Sometimes the greatest battle isn't for territory or power. Sometimes it's for the right to choose your own heart.

I'm a killer who accidentally sleeps with a mafia boss twice. The first time, I walk away without saying anything, leaving behind nothing but a note and a bank card. "Fantastic night. Thanks." The second time, he lands himself at the top of the killer hit list and has a sky-high bounty placed on him. Later, he traps me in his room as I fade in and out of consciousness, drowning in his presence. He holds my hand and aims my gun at himself with a chuckle. "You're shaking so badly. Can you even keep your gun steady?"

If you were born again in a world with true gods and magic, what would you do? Earn wealth and become a rich man on the continent? Become a noble and take what you want in your fiefdom? Become a mage and gain powerful strength and knowledge? Travel across the continent and get up close and personal with legendary figures? Become a true god and become an eternal being. Children make choices, but all time travellers have to. Kristen Stewart, Dragon Vein Warlock, Genius Mage, Hereditary Noble of the Kingdom of France, No. 1 on the Continent