Shenron Arm Tattoo Novels & Stories

"You like this, don't you?" His voice was dark velvet, wrapping around me, sinking under my skin. I swallowed hard, refusing to answer, but my body betrayed me-the sharp inhale, the way my lips parted, the way my thighs pressed together. He noticed. Of course, he did. He stepped closer, eliminating the space between us, his heat overwhelming. "Say it." I shook my head, a weak attempt at resistance. His fingers traced up my arm, slow, teasing, until they reached my throat. He didn't squeeze, didn't apply pressure-just let his touch linger there, making me hyperaware of my own racing pulse. "Liar," he murmured. I exhaled sharply. "You're too close." His lips brushed my ear, not quite a kiss, just a whisper of warmth. "And you're not stopping me."

“You’ll be my only Luna, and this ring is proof of my vow to you. Alpha Rexton swore those words to his pregnant mate, Seraphina. He promised her a crown and his unending affection. But ten months later, he returned from the border wars with a foreign woman on his arm—a woman expecting his son and heir. ********** For nineteen-year-old Seraphina Ashford, the adopted and unwanted daughter of the Beta family, marrying Alpha Rexton was her escape route from hell. But when he humiliated her publicly, betrayed her, and stripped her of whatever was left of her honor, she had no choice but to create her own path. A path that led to a discovery of not just true family, but also identity and a kind of love she never knew existed. What choices will Seraphina make when Alpha Rexton realizes his mistake and wants her back? Will she return to be his Luna or become a Queen with her newfound lover? Find out in the pages of this book.

For eight years Felicia was in love with Max Hawthorne the kind of love that leads to excessive effort and insufficient demands. The closest she ever came to being selected was when she became his assistant. Then an error turned into a marriage, and she became the antagonist due to her pregnancy. It was said that she orchestrated it. Max didn't dispute it. While his mistress made sure she felt insignificant, he didn't even glance at her. Felicia then departed. After giving birth, she left the divorce papers there and turned to go. After five years, she is back at the top, successful, and untouchable. Max now demands her attention as if he has always been entitled to it. He discovers her grinning and announcing her engagement while perched on the arm of another man. With fear in his eyes, Max intervenes and presses her up against the wall. "Felicia," he murmurs. "Return to me. We're still together."

WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOUR HUSBAND AND HIS BEST FRIEND ACCIDENTALLY SWAP SOULS AND TO SWAP THEM BACK YOU HAVE TO BE MARKED BY BOTH OF THEM AT THE SAME TIME OR JUST PICK ONE? Do you go to the man with your husband's face, his familiar hands, his familiar voice — knowing it's his best friend's soul looking back at you through his eyes? Or do you go to the man with his best friend's body, every tattoo, every scar, every inch of him you were never supposed to want — knowing your husband's heart is beating inside that chest? Maya Sinclair has exactly forty days to figure it out before the curse makes the swap permanent. The problem is she's been in love with both of them for longer than she's willing to admit. And the bigger problem? They're starting to figure that out. Two men. Two bodies. One woman. She has thirty days to break the curse. And she has two men in the wrong bodies, with every reason to hate each other — who are both, somehow, choosing her and even choosing each other. Some curses aren't punishments. Some curses are the only way the universe could think to tell you the truth. And that one choice could change three lives. What choice would Maya make? THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEX SCENES,POSSESSIVE ENERGY, AND INTENSE EMOTIONAL TENSION AND BETRAYAL, READER’S DISCRETION IS ADVISED. SPICY CHAPTERS WOULD BE INDICATED WITH THIS SYMBOL ~~~. ENJOY!!

Once again, my wife, Claire Winters, stabbed me with a silver needle. A reporter tracked me down and asked, "Louis Sterling, wasn't your wife, Claire, one of the winners of the National Inspiration Awards from ten years ago? She won the reward for saving you during the earthquake and ending up paralyzed from the waist down, right?" I stayed quiet for a moment, then nodded. "Louis, we're from a TV station, and we're producing a tenth anniversary special about the earthquake." I rubbed my arm, which was covered in tiny needle marks, and looked her straight in the eye. I replied, "That's fine, but can you keep the cameras discreet? Claire isn't used to being in front of so many lenses." However, I never expected that on the very first day of the live broadcast, I would be dragged onto the trending charts and torn apart online.

On the day of the mating ceremony, a crazed witch bursts in and points straight at me, shrieking, "Six years later, your Alpha will betray you!" Troy Hudson, my soon-to-be mate, turns livid. He swats the purple-glowing crystal ball from her hand, shattering it on the floor. "Nonsense! Estelle is my fated mate! I'll only ever love her in this lifetime!" After that, he becomes even more devoted to me. At the Moon Goddess' altar, he drapes the Luna shawl over my shoulders. He marks me with his scent so the entire pack knows I belong to him. Every full moon, he deepens the mark on my neck, whispering that I am his forever. I believe his love is unbreakable until our sixth anniversary. A box waits at our front door. Inside lies a pair of lace panties and a photograph. In the photo, Troy is pressed over his foster sister, Rue Youngblood, the wolf tattoo on his body glowing faintly. His hand grips her waist, his eyes burning with the same heat I've dreamed of a million times. And Rue? She's wearing that same pair of panties. On the back of the photo, written in ink as red as blood, is a line of pure provocation. "The Alpha's heart may belong to you, but his body belongs to me." Agony ripped through my chest, yet not a single tear fell. Instead, I rest my hand on my belly and quietly send word to the Witch Association. "I accept your invitation. Please help me vanish."

“You can reject me all you want, Destiny… but I will never let you go.” Those were the words that turned my rejection into a prison sentence. I gave my heart, my loyalty, and my life to Alpha Coren Silver. I stood by him through war, prayed for his return, and waited for the mate I loved to come home. But when he finally did, he came back with another woman on his arm… and his child in her womb. When I finally found the strength to reject him, he didn’t accept it. But Destiny, my name and my truth, does not bow easily. No matter what chains he places on me, I’ve promised myself one thing: I will reclaim my life… even if the Alpha who owns my heart and body won’t let me go until I remember exactly who I belong to.

She told one little lie… and it changed everything. When Alina catches her longtime boyfriend cheating with her own stepsister, no less—humiliation isn't even the half of it. In a desperate moment of pride and pain, she lies. Boldly. Recklessly. “I wasn’t that faithful either,” she says. “I’ve been seeing someone too… Aiden Blackwood.” It’s a name that stops everyone cold. Only problem? She doesn't know him. Not even a little. What was supposed to be a petty lie to save face spirals out of control when she's expected to prove her relationship with the elusive, powerful, and notoriously untouchable billionaire, Aiden Blackwood. Just when she’s about to be publicly shamed, the crowd parts, and the man himself shows up. With a smirk that melts every doubt, he wraps an arm around her waist, and lean in close; “Hey, wifey, did I keep you waiting too long?”

" Stripped of parental attention, inheritance rights, and reputation, facing the malicious stepsister's relentless schemes, Rachel was left with only Leo, her longtime love. To cling to their remaining love, Rachel sacrificed everything, but the stepsister remained unsatisfied.Upon catching them in the affair, the stepsister smirked, "Your arranged marital home is nice; we had fun there last night." Leo unabashedly replied, "Don't disrupt us; follow my lead if you want us to proceed with marriage.Rachel boldly breaks off the engagement and vows to fight back. At a family gathering, the stepsister mocks, "Are you here to steal my man? You'll always be beneath me." Rachel smiles, saying, "Come on, darling. You didn't steal him; you did me a favor." Holding onto the arm of Leo's CEO brother, Rachel addressed the stunned stepsister and Leo, saying, "Mind your manners; you should call me sister-in-law

My wife’s new assistant recently celebrated his birthday, and she splurged on a villa as a gift to him. On the day he moved in, the assistant, Zachary Shaw, bragged on Instagram with a post and captioned: [Bagged myself a sugar mommy, just FYI.] My wife, Ivy Bennett, commented on the post: [Happy birthday, my dear Zacky! 🫰] The photo was Zachary wrapping his arm around my wife’s slender waist, looking incredibly intimate. The work group chat blew up at once. Everyone expressed their envy toward Zachary, singing his praises for being so promising at such a young age. Then, my childhood friend, Autumn Sinclair, tagged me in the group chat and teased, [Love is a blinding green light. Your wife’s cheating on you so hard it glows. Congrats, Julian!] I smiled wryly and stubbed out my cigarette. Slowly, I typed my reply, [Want a house, Autumn? I’ll get you one too, better than her gift to him.]