Screaming Souls

They were supposed to be on the same team. Santos Khyle arrived in Seattle as the Soul Reapers' most anticipated rookie in years, a natural-born scorer with something to prove and a chip on his shoulder the size of a regulation puck. Gunner Jäger had been tearing up the ice as the team's feared enforcer for two seasons, and he had zero interest in sharing his spotlight with some orange-haired twenty-one year old who looked at him like he was a problem to be managed. From the moment they met, it was war. On the ice, they were a disaster. Off it, they were worse. Screaming matches in corridors. Fists through locker room walls. A live on-air brawl that made every highlight reel in North America and earned them both a suspension, a lecture from their furious coach, and the undivided attention of the entire hockey world. Nobody could stand to watch them together. Nobody could look away either. Because underneath the fury and the bruises and the months of spectacular mutual destruction, something else was building. Something neither of them had language for yet. Something that felt uncomfortably like the only fight either of them was actually afraid to lose. The Soul Reapers are one playoff run away from everything. Gunner and Khyle are one honest conversation away from falling apart completely. Or maybe, just maybe, from finally figuring out what they are to each other. Pucking Up the Ice is a slow burn MM romance set in the brutal and beautiful world of professional hockey. It contains explicit language, on-ice violence, emotional gut punches, two men who are absolutely terrible at feelings, and a love story that had to break everything before it could build something worth keeping.

Bound by visions, torn by time, pulled together by something ancient. No distance could sever it. No pain could silence it. Surrendering to the bond that nearly tore them apart— It didn’t claim them. It consumed them. What begins as a sacred bond between Alpha and Luna… evolves. Into something older. Rarer. An Ailm bond—whispered through bloodlines long extinct. Their souls don’t touch—they merge. Two bodies. One pulse. One wrath. One love so fierce it bends time, shatters fate, and redraws the lines of what’s possible. Now the humans rise with purpose. Demanding the impossible— Baylee and Caden. But they weren’t made to be owned. They were crowned in fire, baptized in blood, forged by fate and fury. Together—a reckoning. A key. Whispered about in prophecy. Buried in blood. If used to unseal what sleeps beneath the earth… It won’t just cost them their lives. It will unmake the world. This is Book 4 of The Blood Moon Saga series, Crowned in fire, Baptized in Blood, the continuation of Caden and Baylee’s story.

Athena Marcos as always hidden in the shadows, never drawing attention to herself but that didn't help one bit, Dylan Thompson, James Miller and Tom Sanders have been her bullies since junior year began, she didn't know the reason why,but they hated her very being. they did everything to make her life miserable, no one went against them they could do what ever they wanted because their parents owned the town until she met him. Leo Smith did everything to protect is little brother and mother from their abusive father, not that is mother cared, she was never around. they were once a normal family but everything went down hill when his father lost his job. his brother and basketball were the only thing that made him sane until he met her Two broken souls find each other, will Athena be able to face her demons and will Leo be able to find out what true love felt like

"Two dark souls binded by love's bright light" ~~~~~~~~~~ Zahra Eres manages to find a way to escape an eight year abusive marriage by forming a secret alliance with her husband's rival. The cold, handsome and enigmatic billionaire, Dashiell Otto Blackwood. He agreed to the plan, but at the cost of what? Zahra must return the stolen stocks to him, she agreed, but knowing Zahra, he decided not to trust her and wait till she loses her guard before killing her. Only if they knew that working together would lead them to fall in love with each other. Dashiell, regardless, was still hell bent on murdering her, not because of the stocks, but because he swore to never fall for another woman, even worse, the same woman with whom he had fallen for more than 9 years ago. In this novel, get ready for the rollercoaster of emotions, amazing plot twists, and steamy scenes. 18+ novel that includes abuse, violence, blood, use of drugs, BDSM, and a play room.

“Your name?” a woman who’s wearing a dress, has pale lips and short hair asked me. I stuttered. “L-Livia Washington, ma’am,” I answered. “My husband and I can’t produce a child. I need your help and in exchange, I will reward you with money at your price. Just help me…” she said, her face screaming desperation and almost pleading. Without further hesitation, I nodded my head. “Just tell me what you want me to do, Ma’am…” I didn’t know that an offer I would be accepting would ruin the pipe dream I yearned for. Money. I need money. Surrogacy is the only quick way to get a billion dollars just like what they offered. However, things didn’t go the way I liked. “You came out with a woman again?” I busted out in anger after waiting for Archer to come home. He only scoffed, he was supposed to come upstairs yet I held his hand. “Just to remind you, Archer, you still have a wife waiting for you!” His jaw clenched then took his arms roughly. “Then you should have thought of your husband before cheating on me, and bearing someone else’s child, then, Livia!” he backfired, critically narrowing his eyes on mine. Being married to Archer for five years never became easy. I’m tired of it and was tormented with the punishment he had given to me. “A divorce won’t happen, Livia. I won’t give you the freedom you want. This is your punishment,” he narrowed his rough, stoic voice before coming to his room directly.

“Please…please stop and let me go.” I pleaded when he was taking steps towards me. I was scared to death because I never thought I would be caught up in this mess due to my father. “Why, my beauty? Why should I let a beauty like you go?” he asks with a smirk on his face. In a second, he was standing in front of me, nuzzling my neck and takes my blood scent in ” After all, your father is indebted to me, and to pay his debt, he offered you for fulfilling my hunger and sexual cravings.” he murmured licking my skin. After a few licks on my neck, he sunk his fangs in my skin, and I screamed in pain as he feeds on me, which later turned into pleasure, and I end up screaming his name in pleasure. Minerva Cole is a girl, offered by his father to pay the debt he owes to a wealthy businessman, namely Easton Lemeire. She loves her father so much that’s why she agreed to pay the debt with her body if it saves her father’s life. But when she is taken to the businessman, she gets shocked to know that he is a vampire. Not just a vampire but the King of all the vampires. Later she falls in love with him, and they both got married, but some enemies around them don’t want them together and are after Minerva's unique powers, which she doesn’t know about. Will Minerva ever find out about her secret powers, or will her enemies succeed in taking her powers? Will Easton and Minerva be able to have their happily ever after?

⚠️ Mature Content Warning: This novel contains adult themes, explicit romance, violence, and emotionally intense situations. Reader discretion is advised. ————————————————————— “I expect loyalty, Margot. We marry in four days and you’re getting calls like that? What the fuck have you been doing?” My voice isn’t calmed down enough but I restrain myself from punching a wall. I wasn’t young and stupid but these rash reactions were making it seem as though I was. Tears welled in her eyes and I silently cursed myself. My bride. Just days before our wedding, I am screaming at her. Is this a product of the Binding? Making me a control freak? I came to her room for alone time with her, not to fight with her. I think she is going to give a meek answer to my question but instead she wipes her tears with the back of her hand and glares at me. “So you can fuck and feed from a Registry whore an hour before we go to the Binding ceremony, but I am expected to be loyal to you? You saw me watch that night. Did I yell at you?” —————————————————————— Every 25 years, a human from one of the five elite dynasties must marry into one of the five vampire houses to keep the peace of the Accord, a treaty between the ten families. Now it’s Margot’s turn to marry except she’s taking her dead sister’s place to marry the King of all vampires. Preserving the peace and producing a Crimsonborn is her duty, but she was groomed for society, not submission. Her immortal husband to be is not only the vampire king, Nathaniel Blackwell, but a calculating man who doesn’t want or need a wife. Or so he claims.

How quickly everything ended by just a single day, I was just like any other girl in the world- laughing and hanging out with friends, taking endless selfies, having crushes on bad boys and nerds included. I never thought or cared about how I look. It was just mine. Normal and Easy. But everything changed in one single moment- a moment filled with fire, screaming metal, and a blur of terror that rewrote my life. I survived. Everybody says I'm lucky but this, this doesn't feel like survival it feels like a punishment, a curse. A curse that am willing to carry all my life. The accident left me with permanent facial disfigurement, and ever since, I've been stuck behind a mask I never asked to wear. My face is the first thing anyone sees, and sometimes, it feels like the only thing they see. I avoid mirrors now. I no longer go out; I can't risk being stared at. Friends faded. Invitations stopped. Of course they would stop, who would want to invite the hideous me. I would scare everyone, worse, ruin their appetite. They would move away from their tables. What did I expect? Life moved on for everyone but me. My mom is the only person in my life right now, shes' become my anchor. Even with her love, it's still hard to silence the voices in my head, the ones saying I'm hideous, broken, unworthy. I miss my old smile. I still haven't done anything in life. And this isn't about my appearance it's about my self- esteem, my confidence, my ability to feel like I belong anywhere. This is a constant battle with the mirror, with the world, and with yourself. And most days, I'm trying to find the strength to look up to.

At 3:00 p.m., Rose Jenkins, the new hire who had barely been here a few days, suddenly tagged me in the company group chat with a few hundred people in it. [Hi, can you stop hammering your keyboard? The noise is making my stomach hurt! The baby I'm carrying is sleeping. If you shake it into a concussion, I swear I'll make your whole family pay for it!] I rushed to explain. I was racing to finish a proposal that was due soon, and I was using a silent keyboard. But she wouldn't believe me, no matter what I said. I kept my patience and explained it over and over. To avoid any more trouble, I even asked if I could move out to the hallway to work. What I didn't expect was that a week later, she would storm into the break room with a kettle of freshly boiled water and dump it straight over my head. I collapsed in a pool of scalding water, my skin blistering and tearing open. She kept screaming as if she had lost her mind and smashed my head with her high heels, over and over. "It's all your fault! I lost the baby! Your keyboard noise shook my son to death!!" My vision blurred. By the time everything went black, I still couldn't understand how a silent keyboard could possibly kill someone. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day she first went off on me in the group chat. This time, faced with the same insults, I didn't back down. I went straight into the chat and fired back. [Stop pretending you're pregnant. You've got more going on down there than your dad does!]

When Nayla lost everything she thought mattered — her mate, her future, her place in the pack — she vowed to survive on her own terms. Orphaned, heartbroken, and fighting to rebuild her life, she never expected to cross paths with Dominic Gray — the powerful Alpha who rules the Neutral Zone of the city with a quiet, deadly strength. One accidental meeting ignites something neither of them can deny. Dominic lives by control. By rules. By distance. But Nayla pulls at him in ways he can’t explain — or resist. As Nayla struggles to heal from the betrayal that shattered her trust, Dominic fights a battle he’s never lost before: the one against his own instincts. Their bond crackles between them, raw and magnetic, but secrets from Nayla’s past are rising — including an ex who isn’t willing to let her go. In a world where loyalty is survival and power is everything, love could be the most dangerous weakness of all. Tethered by fate, torn by choices — can two broken souls find a way to heal, or will the past consume them both?