Seirei Blade Dance

Liliana Ross' life was never meant to turn out like this. By twenty-one, she should have celebrated her birthday with her best friend. By twenty-one, she should have been mated to her fiancé. By twenty-one, she should have been the Luna of the Emerald Pack. But by twenty-one, she is none of these things. Instead, by twenty-one, Liliana Ross becomes a slave…only to be rescued by the Alpha King, who declares her to be his Luna Queen. Believing it to be true love, she follows him, unaware of his immense deception. Liliana is forced to accept three mates, all of whom harbors hatred towards the others. Plunged into a life of secrets and lies, she begins to question everything she thought she knew. Only one thing is certain; she must help mend the frail brotherhood of her three mates, or risk losing everything she holds dear. ****** "Please," I beg. "I can't.” Landon strokes his long fingers through my hair, his touch igniting a flame of desire within me. Invisible flames dance on my skin and my thighs throb with need. He leans in and inhales my hair slowly before lifting his head to ask Kaden whose large hands are on my waist, keeping me in my kneeling position. "What say you, brother? Shall we mark her tonight?” A growl erupts from Evander who watches us silently from the side. He strides over, grabs my chin and forces my head up. "Yes, we will make her ours tonight.”

**Warning: This book contains mature sex scenes, "I hate you," she whispered — breathless, furious, aching. "I hate you more," he growled back. And then he made her forget every man who came before him. Rhaena thought she knew what was missing from her life — until her boyfriend called her boring in bed. Two years together. Not a single orgasm. Done with shame, done with faking, she makes a decision that will unravel everything: one night, one stranger, an elite escort and a dark sex club where no one knows her name. The masked man who finds her there doesn't just give her pleasure. He ruins her — for every other man, for every careful, curated version of herself she's ever performed. But when she leaves, a message arrives: a refund. A record that says she was never there. And before she can make sense of it, her mother drops another bomb — she's engaged. There's a dinner. A mansion. A future stepbrother named Alessio, who looks at Rhaena like she's a problem he wants to destroy. Cold. Hostile. Magnetic in a way that makes her teeth ache. When she overhears him cutting her apart with words, she doesn't run. She fights back. And something ignites between them — sharp as a blade, hot as a wound — something neither of them is willing to name. Because the line between hatred and desire isn't just thin. It's already been crossed. What happens when Rhaena realizes the masked man who woke her body, who owned her in the dark — is her future stepbrother? What happens when Alessio discovers that the woman he can't stand is Cherry — the one he can't stop thinking about? Some secrets don't stay buried. And some hatreds are just love that hasn't lost control.

Forever Love unfolds against the backdrop of the captivating island of Malta during the vibrant 90s. Joelle and Jason forge an unbreakable bond, their souls entwined in a dance of friendship laced with unspoken yearning. As their connection deepens, their hearts become entangled in a whirlwind of emotions. Amidst the twists and turns of fate, they find themselves entangled in other relationships, their desires suppressed beneath the weight of loyalty. Yet destiny, relentless in its pursuit, finally orchestrates their reunion. A blaze of passion ignites, painting their world in vivid hues of love and possibility. But love's journey is rarely smooth, and the road they travel is fraught with challenges. Fragile as petals, their romance falters, and they are forced apart. Joelle, her heart shattered, resolves to pour her energy into her work, seeking solace in its demanding embrace. Jason, undeterred by their separation, vows to reclaim her, defying all obstacles that stand in his path. Just as victory seems within his grasp, Joelle's very first love, Chris, reappears, captivating her with a magnetic charm. A whirlwind of emotions envelops Joelle, torn between the loyal and devoted Jason and the intoxicating allure of her past flame, Chris. In this enthralling tale of love's labyrinth, Malta's picturesque landscapes bear witness to a tempestuous struggle of the heart. Joelle stands at the crossroads, faced with a choice that will shape her destiny. Who will be her forever love? Will she follow the path of familiar affection, or venture into uncharted territory in pursuit of a long-lost flame? The answer lies within her, waiting to be discovered amidst the timeless beauty of Malta's shores.

On the way to a dance competition, a massive truck rammed into me. My legs were shattered, and my mother was sent flying from the impact after she tried to protect me. My stepbrother, who was also my secret boyfriend of six years, went crazy after hearing the news. He had the driver dragged off to a lawless borderland and called in the best doctors in the country to save me and my mother. Not many people knew, but I was born with a rare sensitivity to pain. The more it hurt, the clearer my mind became. That was how I ended up lying wide awake on the bed, listening to Luke Quinton and his friend, Harvey Lane, talking just outside my hospital room. "Luke, are you sure about this? You really want to let Queenie practice on Natalie's mother's heart?" "She deserves it. That vile woman seduced my father and drove my mother to her death. If not for revenge, do you think I'd stomach being with her daughter for six years? "She should be honored that Queenie is dissecting her heart. Keep it from Natalie for now. If she loses it, she might ruin my wedding with Queenie. What would I do if that happened? The only woman I'll ever have as my wife is Queenie. No one will ever take her place." So, that was the truth. What I thought was a love strong enough to defy the world had been a lie from the very beginning—just a carefully crafted act of revenge.

Iris never imagined that love could feel so intoxicating… or so dangerous. From the moment she met Adrian, his charming smile and irresistible presence drew her in, making her forget caution and reason. On the surface, he seemed perfect — attentive, flirtatious, and seemingly devoted. But behind that captivating exterior lurked secrets she could never have predicted. What began as stolen glances and playful conversations soon escalated into something far more intense — a forbidden affair neither of them could resist. Every kiss came with a hidden truth, every touch with a lie waiting to be uncovered. As Iris is pulled deeper into Adrian’s world, she discovers that his intentions are far from pure, and that their passionate connection masks a darker, more controlling side. When the truth of his deceptions surfaces, Iris is forced to confront a harsh reality: love can be manipulative, suffocating, and even dangerous. Their entanglement spirals into a toxic dance of desire and betrayal, challenging everything she believed about loyalty, trust, and the boundaries of the heart. Caught between temptation and self-preservation, Iris must decide whether surrendering to Adrian’s magnetic pull is worth the heartbreak it could bring — or if walking away from the man who has consumed her thoughts, her body, and her emotions is the only way to survive. The Lies He Kissed Me With is a gripping, 18+ dark romance about toxic love, hidden agendas, and the fine line between passion and destruction. It is a story of obsession, betrayal, and the dangerous allure of a love built on lies — a story readers will not be able to put down until the very last chapter.

Laila Jones has spent eight years building a quiet, beautiful life for herself and her daughter, Malaya. After her high school boyfriend caved to his racist grandfather and chose football and family approval over her and their unborn baby, Laila left Ohio, moved south, and raised Malaya on her own. Now Malaya is eight, there’s a daddy–daughter dance coming up, and her one Christmas wish is simple—and heartbreaking: she wants to meet her dad. Going home for the holidays was hard enough. Running into Jordan Hall, now the golden-boy quarterback of the Cincinnati Bengals, is worse. He’s famous, gorgeous, and acting like he has the right to look at her with regret. Laila is ready to avoid him, yell at him, or both. What she doesn’t know is that after his grandfather’s death, Jordan discovered every letter she ever sent—proof that she kept their baby, begged him to come, and raised their daughter without him. The truth wrecks him, and this Christmas, he’s determined to fight for the family he should have had all along. But Laila isn’t interested in being anyone’s redemption arc. Especially not while his nasty fiancée is calling her a liar to the press and the internet is tearing her apart. As secrets unravel and emotions explode in front of cameras, Laila and Jordan have to decide what matters more: anger, pride, and old wounds…or the little girl who still believes Christmas wishes can come true.

Sienna Calder swore she’d never touch her father’s world—Dorian Ashford, shipping mogul and billionaire king, left her mom to rot while he built his empire. She’s there to curse his grave when he dies, not to claim a dime. But his will traps her, naming her co-heir to his $50 billion legacy alongside Roman Valtieri, the brooding, hard-edged protégé who’s clawed his way into Dorian’s shadow—and now into hers. They’re to run the empire together or lose it all, and Sienna hates him for it: too slick, too close, every look a spark she doesn’t want. Then a letter from Dorian’s cold hand ignites the fire—he was murdered, and Roman’s name’s scratched beside the truth. A silver key and a vial of blood—hers, his—drag her deeper, promising answers locked in Ashford estate.But the walls crash in fast: Ezra Locke, a scarred snake with a grin like a blade, wants that key, and he’ll drown the place to get it. Roman’s her lifeline—gun drawn, hands steady, pulling her from the flood—and she loathes how his touch burns, how his voice steadies her when the water’s at her throat. Caught between rage and a pull she can’t name, Sienna fights the heat growing with every near miss—Roman’s too damn solid, too damn close, and she’s torn between shoving him away and pulling him in. The empire’s crumbling, the cliff’s falling, and Ezra’s not the only shadow circling—something darker watches, waiting. Love’s a gamble when blood’s the stake, and Sienna’s playing with a deck her father rigged. Can she trust Roman’s hands to hold her up, or will the crown they’re fighting for crush them both in its ashes?

“I, Castiel Vexthorn, hereby reject you…” His voice cut through the room like a blade, each word dripping with venom. “What is your name?” He didn’t even know my name. The humiliation hit harder than the rejection itself. I met his gaze—those cold, storm-gray eyes that seemed carved from granite. “Estelle Frost.” I kept my voice steady, refusing to let him see me falter. “I reject you, Estelle Frost!” His words thundered in the air, the weight of the mate bond snapping inside me like a brittle twig. **** They called him a cursed king. He called her a mistake. A weakness. When pack healer Estelle Frost accompanies her Alpha to a summit of Alphas, she expects nothing more than long hours tending to warriors and ignoring the sting of her fiancé’s betrayal. One night. One drink too many. One bed she should never have fallen into… and she wakes beside Castiel Alaric Vexthorn, the feared Alpha King who despises humans. The next morning, he discovers she is his fated mate and rejects her without mercy. But fate is not so easily severed. Because weeks later, Estelle learns she’s carrying the heirs of the very man who swore he’d never want her. And the cursed Alpha King will burn the world to claim what he’s just thrown away. *** “I should hate you, Dove. Heck, I want to but…” His storm gray eyes looked into mine and slowly, ever slowly, he leaned closer and captured my lips. I gasped, my hands flying to hold onto his broad chest. He seized the moment to slide his tongue through my lips and I let out a tiny moan. The kiss wasn't gentle. It was demanding. Possessive and filled with want.

Trixie is wild and takes after her biker father. When she loses her position at her apprenticeship, she works in a club. As she dances her way to earn money, her boss asks her to do a private dance for a customer. After a lot of refusing, Trixie agrees. With the mask on, she dances for him, and after a passionate kiss and a little more, Trixie is left on the edge craving more. Not just more, but him.She leaves to visit her parents. Sitting by the pool, her dads shocked glare at her has her worried as he spots the tattoo. Her dad points it out to his best friend, Damon. Only a sickening look crosses Damon's face. Trixie soon finds out, the man who brought her pleasure just days before is the man she has always called Uncle, her fathers best friend, nearly twenty years older than her.As they start a secret affair that is meant to just be fun., someone falls in love. Unfortunately, that love puts Trixie in a difficult situation when her past shows up at her parents and uses every weakness she has. Will her dad find out about her affair with Damon? Will Damon and her dad find out the truth about the person from her past, and just how will they solve it?WARNINGS: This book contains scenes of BDSM, including but not limited to. Dominance, submission, bondage, edge play, and more. This book also includes Daddy kink. (Trixie calls Damon Daddy.) This book also contains scenes of abuse. The book also features scenes of rape. However, these scenes are blacked out and do not go into great detail.Ultimately, this book is smut, so most chapters will have some sexual references or sexual play.

I'm Dominik, the dark side of an Archangel. I have no good in me. I have never loved a soul. Yet, here I am, falling for a Human girl with bright blue eyes. How? I want to get the fuck out of here. Ever since I was imprisoned here, my brother has been a thorn in my spine. I have continually schemed ways to escape. Not that I don't appreciate Hilda and everything she has done, my freedom has always been my priority. Tell me why I am so enamored with this little Human? The way she laughs. The way she admires me when she thinks I'm not looking. The pink flooding her cheeks. The problem is, The Keepers are looking for their amulet, and Master Rowen is looking for his pet… I didn't know which one was worse. I knew what I had to do to get us out, and It was going to hurt me more than it would hurt her. I even contemplated not doing it and just staying here, with her… But the Keepers couldn't be so kind as to leave her be. My plan was here, the time to execute was now, and I forced her to take us back with her. I didn't save her when she arrived, just to allow my fucking feelings to get in the way. Guilt flooded my chest when I manipulated her. It flooded my chest again when my brother shoved a flaming hot Angel blade right through her… What did I do? Oh, yea… I left her there to bleed out… And now that I've ruined any chance I ever could have had with the little Human… I'm going to open Pandora's Box and unleash hell onto this world. If I have to hurt, so does everyone else.