Roxy Fnaf: Security Breach Novels & Stories

Three years ago, Avery Thorne married Julian Sterling for love. Today, she found out she was actually a human blood bank. While Avery sat in a hospital bed, Julian was busy transferring her patents, her fortune, and her very name to his mistress, Sarah. By the time the divorce papers were signed, the legal system no longer recognized Avery’s face. To the world, she is a delusional stalker named Sarah Vance. To Julian, she is a loose end that needs to be buried. Arrested and erased from her own life, Avery is left with nothing but fifty dollars and the knowledge of every security flaw in the empire she built. But Julian made one fatal mistake: he left her alive. From the shadows of the city she once owned, Avery begins a cold and calculated war. She isn't just coming back for her money or her company—she is coming back for her soul. And this time, she won't be the one bleeding.

Iris Calloway is engaged to Lucien Blackwood, powerful, ruthless, and everything a future empire demands. A life of luxury, security, and devotion is already written for her. What no one knows is that her heart has already betrayed him. Adrian Blackwood is Lucien’s younger brother just as powerful, just as dangerous, and far more forbidden. He is the one Iris was never meant to want, the one whose quiet intensity ignites a fire she cannot extinguish. Loving him would destroy more than her engagement. It would shatter a dynasty. Adrian wants her too. He just knows better than to claim her. Caught between loyalty and desire, Iris must decide whether to honor the life she promised or surrender to the man who was never meant to be hers. But restraint crumbles, secrets unravel, and when she finds herself entangled with both brothers, the line between choice and ruin disappears. Because some loves demand sacrifice. Others demand destruction. And when desire refuses to choose, everything burns.

Ayla Stormbringer was never meant to survive. Born an omega, abandoned by her father, and cast aside by her pack, she knew only cruelty and pain. Sold to Alpha Asher as a second wife, she hoped for security but found herself bound by a contract—one that tied her fate to a comatose Luna and an Alpha who would never love her. But fate had other plans. A forgotten power stirs within her, an ancient prophecy whispers her name, and in the depths of the forbidden woods, she crosses paths with Lycan King Slade. A warrior bound to a throne, a beast burdened by war, and a man who—against all odds—sees her worth. When betrayal shatters her last illusion of safety, Ayla is into a world of Lycans, hidden legacies, and a war waiting to erupt. As she uncovers her true destiny as the Promised Luna, the price of her power becomes clear: blood, love, and a choice that will shape the fate of an entire kingdom. The moon goddess has spoken. The world is watching. And Ayla? She's done being powerless.

Ava thought she knew heartbreak. She thought She knew betrayal. But when her world came crashing down and she was left with nothing but a stack of divorce papers on the day of their anniversary, the truth hit her harder than she could ever imagine. With nowhere to go and no one to trust, a near-fatal accident changes everything. Saved by a mysterious stranger, Ava is given a second chance at life -but not without strings attached. Billionaire Alexander Navarro offers her an escape. In exchange for her presence as his "stand-in wife," he promises her everything: security, safety, and a chance to heal. But as their worlds collide, secrets unravel and a deadly game of power, revenge, and twisted desire begins. Liam isn't done with her, and the past is far from buried. With every passing day, Ava's world becomes more complicated and her desire for vengeance burns hotter than ever. As she discovers this dangerous world, one question remains: Will Ava's revenge cost her more than she's willing to pay?

To save up for my wife’s expensive asthma medication, I worked the dangerous high-rise job around our apartment complex, even on a day with winds strong enough to knock someone off their feet. However, that was when I accidentally witnessed my wife cheating on me with her ex-boyfriend, and to entertain him, she picked up a fruit knife and slowly cut through my safety rope. My body slammed into the ground so hard that the impact shattered the bones in my leg. Only later did I learn the truth: the one with asthma wasn’t my wife at all—it was her first love. All the money I’d been saving for her? She had been giving him every cent. Eventually, the same cold, proud woman I once married ended up on her knees in front of me, begging for help. I called the building security over and had them drag her out. “Get that filth out of here,” I said. “It’s hurting my eyes.”

Loki’s world shattered on the night meant to celebrate love. On their fifth wedding anniversary, she caught her husband in another woman’s arms. A woman who looked like a perfect version of her. But the betrayal didn’t end there. Cold. Unapologetic. Prepared. He handed her divorce papers he had already signed, along with a generous alimony. As if five years of love could be reduced to a transaction. Minutes later, she was dragged out by security, branded an imposter in the very life she built. That night, Loki died. And Rhiannon was born. Rising from humiliation and heartbreak, she rebuilt herself into something the world had never seen – powerful, feared, untouchable. No longer a woman who needed protection, but one who became the storm. Now, with a son to protect and a dangerous, mysterious man entering her life, Rhiannon is no longer running from the past. She’s coming back for it. And this time, her ex-husband won’t just regret losing her, he’ll regret ever crossing her.

One last assignment then I can finally find my mate. I have no idea why this alpha is so important but the committee has granted him with the best security in existence, me. I’m not your average wolf, in fact, my kind are often beaten and belittled, but by some divine intervention I had been raised from a lowly omega pup to the ultimate weapon and protection for the werewolf world. I protect the future, the strongest and only the most important of the wolves. I am the Alpha’s Guardian. Of course on the day I am to receive a Guardian the rogues find a hole in our defenses. We have been spread thin and even though Guardians are reserved for the highest of Alphas I am being bequeathed one. What would normally be an honor feels like a slap in the face when she shows up, this woman who claims she was sent to protect me. Female warriors are heard of sure, but a female guardian? This must be a joke and I refuse to be laughed at.

After I become pregnant, Mason Clarke suddenly becomes incredibly attentive to me. He cancels all his social engagements and personally cooks for me every day. Everyone envies me for finding such a devoted and caring husband. Until one day in his study, I accidentally discover a document titled "Prenatal Blood Donation and Cord Blood Donation Agreement". My name and social security number are clearly written on it! In the beneficiary column is Chloe Reid, his first love, whom he has been supporting abroad for seven years. From outside the door comes his gentle, doting voice. "Chloe, don't worry. I'm personally monitoring her. Her nutrition and daily routine are held to the highest standards to ensure the baby is born perfectly healthy. Your life-saving treatment is absolutely guaranteed!" So all those pregnancy meals he carefully prepares for me, the mountains of expensive supplements, none of it is ever out of love. It's all to fatten me into nothing more than a walking blood bank!

Elena is betrothed to Alejandro when she was three years old and Alejandro was five years old.Elena’s father Capello is an Italian businessman who imports cars.Sanchez Alejandro’s father is a drug lord who runs the central Genoa cartel.Capello was unable to pay the debts he owed Sanchez; given the friendship between them Capello offered to bethrot his daughter to Alejandro in exchange for the debt owed. As Elena grew up she saw Alejandro as a mean person and couldn't fall in love with him but rather fell in love with Dino, his step brother. Dino is the son of Alejandro’s mother when she had an affair with Sanchez’s bodyguard two years after giving birth to Alejandro. Dino grew up to be an actor, but only had a brief acting stint and he left it for setting up a security outfit,where they hire bodyguards to influential personalities.As a black belt holder in martial arts he was able to protect Elena from Alejandro’s oppression.Dino’s father was killed by Sanchez for having affair with his wife.

Crimson Bloomed: Ascend Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | Coming - of - Age | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Burn The city looked like it had been devoured — chewed up by fire, time, and whatever came after — then spit back out in jagged pieces. Dead drones dangled from power lines like rusted ornaments. Neon signs flickered above fractured pavement, their broken scripts glitching into gibberish. Down the block, a half - melted smartcar burned slow, casting warped shadows across the skeletal remains of a coffee bar. Behind a crumpled tram car, someone crouched low, breath tight in her lungs. The shrieking hadn’t stopped. It came again — sharp, bone-deep, the kind of sound that latched onto your spine and refused to let go. She checked the signal jammer at her hip. Still blinking. Still active. Not for long. They were tracking her. She moved fast — boots silent over broken glass, slipping through the breach in an old laundromat’s wall. Her body moved from muscle memory now: slide through, duck left, over the washer, don’t look at the corpse slumped by the dryer. Out the back. Up the fire escape. On the rooftop, she halted. Not alone. Someone was already there — silhouetted against the bleeding sunset. Combat jacket. Short - cropped hair. Pulse rifle slung casually over one shoulder like it weighed nothing. Like this was just another rooftop, just another war. “Don’t move,” the voice snapped. She lifted her hands slowly. “I’m clean.” “Everyone says that.” “Scan me.” beat. Then the girl stepped forward, rifle still raised but gaze locked in. Dark eyes, sharp, searching — not just for weapons, but tells. Fear. Lies. She lowered the rifle half an inch. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” That wasn’t the line she expected.