Roz X Vontra Novels & Stories

The cataclysm was upon us. The world was besieged by a wave of deadly frost, covering everything it touched in an icy coffin. We were trapped in a cave of ice, but fortunately, Joshua Frost came to our rescue just in time. I thought I was saved, but I thought wrong. Joshua didn't even give me a moment of his time. Instead, he went to my best friend's side. "Irene isn't good with the cold, and she's not in the best of health. Just hang on for a bit, Sera. The rescue squad's coming soon." When the rescue squad did come, I had passed out from the extreme cold, my body numb. While I was weakened, Joshua stripped me of my Ability and gave it to my best friend.

My mother-in-law suffered a sudden brain hemorrhage and was rushed into the ICU. The hospital demanded a $200,000 surgery deposit immediately, so I rushed to the bank to raise my transfer limit. The trainee teller behind the counter took my ID card, swiped it through the reader, then stared at her screen for a long time. "Hello, ma'am. Our system has flagged this transaction as suspicious and potentially linked to elder fraud. Your account has been frozen." "That's impossible! That money is for emergency surgery! My mother is still waiting at the hospital!" The trainee gave me a perfectly rehearsed customer-service smile. "For the safety of your funds, we'll need the account holder to appear in person to unlock the account." I slammed my ID against the bulletproof glass and pointed at the name on it. "Open your eyes and read carefully! I am the account holder! Who else are you waiting for?" The trainee shrank back slightly, looking utterly wronged, then spoke into the microphone in a meek voice. "Ma'am, please control your behavior. The system's risk controls are determined by big data. There's nothing I can do. "If you continue shouting and disrupting financial order, I will have to call the police." Oh, I see. She wanted to play power games using company policy as a weapon? Fine. I was more than willing to play along.

She was sold as a broodmare. He was a warrior with no memory. Together, they'll burn down the world. Lyra has been called many things: half-blood, mongrel, dirty blood. Rejected by every pack she's approached, she's given one final chance—as a bride to Ronan, the cruel Alpha of Red River Pack. But when her wedding night becomes a nightmare, she stabs her new husband and flees into the frozen wilderness. Stellan remembers nothing. Not his name, not his past, not the ancient tattoos covering his body. He only knows that when he sees a terrified woman falling from a cliff into an icy river, he must save her—even if it kills him. On the run from a vengeful Alpha and his army of hunters, Lyra and Stellan discover an impossible bond growing between them. The moon has chosen them as mates. But Stellan's memories are returning, and with them, a devastating truth: he's not just any wolf. He's the Alpha of the North Star Pack. And a half-blood can never be his Luna. Now Ronan's brother has sworn revenge, an ancient prophecy awakens, and three packs prepare for war. Lyra must prove that bloodlines mean nothing—and that the most powerful bond of all is forged in ice and fire. He lost his memory. She lost her freedom. Together, they'll find everything.

After a flawless shutout in his first NHL game, rookie goalie Brooks Rhys sends one explicit submission video to his anonymous Dom “Sir” only for Chicago Thunder captain Callan Lachlan to storm into his hotel room holding the proof. “Be my personal stress relief all season,” Callan growls, “or I’ll end your career tonight.” What begins as raw, filthy blackmail filled with locker-room commands, gear still on, and total surrender quickly becomes an obsession neither man can control.

A young lady awakens to find herself in a luxurious mansion, but is at the mercy of its insane master. Can she discover the truth of what happened and escape? Or will she be another body count?

Fifty stories Fifty forbidden desires Zero limits Fifty Shades of Taboo is a hot MM erotic compilation that explores the fantasies people don’t talk about but secretly crave. These stories are about attractions that break rules, lines that shouldn’t be crossed, men who go after what they want, and those who give in anyway. In these pages, you’ll find the darkest, dirtiest sex confessions, forbidden relationships—age gap erotics, boss x employee, coach x player, professor x student. Group sex—threesomes, foursomes, gangbangs. Dangerous encounters—straight roommate experiment, bodyguard x target, married man x temptation, enemy x enemy, twink x jocks/hunks, doctor x patient, secret hookups, and lots more. This is desire without apologies. This is lust in its rawest form. This is taboo. 🥵🔥 Read if you dare… and don’t expect to remain the same when you’re done. 😜💦 ⚠️🔞Not for readers under the age of 18.

When ordinary fashion designer Elara Vance witnesses a cold-blooded execution by billionaire crime lord Dante Moretti, she is forced into a "silent contract." In exchange for her life, she surrenders her freedom, becoming Dante’s property within his high-tech, high-rise fortress. As Elara navigates his world of absolute control, a dangerous obsession ignites between them, fracturing Dante’s ruthless discipline. However, when internal betrayal and rival syndicates weaponize Elara against him, Dante unleashes a city-wide war to reclaim her. In the crucible of violence, Elara evolves from a captive into a strategic player. Ultimately, when offered her freedom, Elara chooses to stay transforming her imprisonment into a lethal partnership of shared power and mutual obsession.

A dragon’s fury. A werewolf’s redemption. A mate bond that could either heal… or destroy. Ty Jackson vanished five years ago, betrayed and heartbroken. Now he’s back—deadlier, colder, and wielding the unmatched power of a dragon shifter. Hardened by elite training and driven by vengeance, Ty has no room for weakness... especially not for the ex who shattered him. But destiny doesn’t care about the past. Kai Stone, once Ty’s greatest love and deepest wound, is now a haunted Alpha. After years of torturous military training, brutal missions, and soul-crushing guilt, he’s no longer the cocky boy who let Ty slip through his fingers—he’s a warrior forged by pain, and desperate for one shot at redemption. When Ty and Kai discover they're fated mates, their reunion sets off a storm of power, passion, and unresolved rage. Can a dragon forgive the wolf who broke him? Can a remorseful Alpha prove he’s worthy of the only soul he ever loved? The battlefield awaits—not just for blood, but for hearts. Enemies are rising. The past is hunting them. And this time, love might not be enough to save them.

The adopted younger sister claimed to be suffering from depression. To make her feel better, my parents hung me on the cliff, as if I were a kite. Servant reminded my parents that the little tree to which I was hung was fragile, leaving me in danger. My mom, Luna of the pack, replied scoffingly: "She makes Laurel sleep panic. She deserves to be treated like this. If she dies, it's her fate." My older brother, Zayn, joked by her side, saying: "It's a good chance to record how long werewolves live when they do not conduct feeding activities. We can contribute a lot to the Werewolf Council with this precious data." Even my mate, Greyson, showed an attitude of stoniness, uttering: "She is a vicious she-wolf. If she were not educated well enough before her transformation ritual, she would cause greater trouble to others." They left me alone on the cliff after saying these words. Three days later, it finally crossed their minds that I was still hanging. When they finally arrived at the cliff, they found nothing but emptiness—because I had already died long before. And when they realized the truth, they howled in agony, begging for me to come back to life. But I was long gone.

I gasp, surprised and he leans towards me. I catch the scent of his cologne and the faint scent of the cigarette smoke, lingering around him. But underneath it, there’s the scent of earth and rain. I see his muscles flexing under the thin linen of the shirt. I also notice the outlines of a scar, running down his forearm. I imagine his hands on me, his lips on mine. What is happening… Why am I thinking this? “Oh, don’t worry, Lily. “ his smile is canine, the words that come out of his mouth are a snarl, “I won’t touch you. I don’t want to. “ When her mother got sick, Lily had no choice but to marry a man she never met. At that time she didn’t know Arthur Stark was not only beautiful but as cruel as the rumours said. Her husband is a cold billionaire involved with the mafia. He never touches anyone. Not even his own mate.