Shifting Games Novels & Stories

After being drugged, Isabella wakes up in strange bed with a man—Dominic Russo, a wealthy and notorious billionaire. Shocked and ashamed, she discovers she’s been betrayed by her step-sisters, and the fact that she slept with a man who’s already engaged to be married to someone made her feel ashamed even more. Returning home, she faces her family’s harsh judgement. Feeling unloved and unwelcome, Isabella decides to leave her family behind. With no clear plan and a broken heart, she steps into an uncertain future, determined to rebuild her own life and find her own path to happiness. But it seems the world is playing tricks on her, because a few days after tirelessly looking for a job, she finally landed on one, but coincidentally it is being the assistant to the man who she least expected to ever see again. Dominic. With fate playing its games, and Dominic’s persistence of not letting her go, will she ever break free from his world, or will she be forced to play her role as the other woman in his life? 

" yeah.. please, don't stop, punish me with your d*ick" she moaned loudly beneath her cold, stolid boss. Louisa Evans after breaking up and losing her job the same day decided to go cool off at an expensive bar that could rip her off her life savings. She however stumbled upon a cold, emotionally dead and stolid Melvin who happened to be the CEO of an entertainment industry that has been Louisa's long life dream, she mistook him for her ex and kissed him passionately till she was thrown on the floor then out of the bar. But that however wasn't the end of their story! Somehow fate always find a way. Soon the sworn enemies crawled up in bed and voraciously took themselves while they swear that it remains as Just Sex. Little did they know destiny was ready to play games with them as secrets began to unravel! How did they meet after parting ? Was it just sex? What secret was unraveled. What is the true identity of melvin.. This and more awaits you as you read on... Cheers!

He bought me for revenge. I stayed to protect our secret. ​Ten years ago, I broke Dante Valenti’s heart to save his life. I let him believe our child was gone and that I was the villain in our story. I became a ghost; he became a monster. ​Now, my father’s empire is ruined, and I am the currency used to fix it. Sold to the highest bidder, I expected a stranger. Instead, I got the man I’ve spent a decade mourning—now a ruthless Mafia Don with a heart of ice and a scar that mirrors the one on my soul. ​Dante didn't claim me for love. He wants me as his prisoner, his "trophy," and the target of his calculated cruelty. But as his dark games begin, I’m hiding a secret more dangerous than his wrath: our child is alive. ​If the monster finds out the truth, he won't just claim me. He’ll burn the whole world down to take what’s his.

"I want your body, heart and soul would you give them to me?" "I..." "I know you can't, so when you are ready to trade those with me Cupcake. I'll be waiting for you." She was his addiction, she was his long time crush. She works as a maid. He's the CEO of a famous company. She's nice, he isn't. She's an angel while he's the devil. They are worlds apart, opposite worlds that aren't supposed to meet. He never noticed her, he never did even though she's been working in his mansion for the past five years. A meeting changed their whole life completely, she was always watching him from afar, admiring him but when fate decided to start playing games with them he became addicted to her and she fell madly in love with him even though after knowing that loving him will bring her nothing but pain. She was his little lamb, his cupcake and "His Addiction."

To help my wife secure a director position, I spent an entire month working on a single deal, negotiating back and forth until I locked in the sale of a multimillion-dollar luxury apartment. On the day we were supposed to sign, Stella Frost handed the main contract to Tanner Davis, a new hire who had barely been with the company. When I asked Stella about it, she hesitated, her eyes shifting away before she answered. "Tanner studied overseas. His background is stronger than yours, and his Waldreich is better. The client has a foreign partner. It'll go more smoothly if he takes the lead." As she spoke, she slipped her arm through mine, like she always did when she expected me to back down. This time, I didn't smile. I just looked at her. That afternoon, I submitted my resignation and finished handing over every major client under my name. Stella tore the letter apart in front of me, her frustration turning quickly into something sharper. "When I married you, I didn't even care that you only had a high school education. And now you're making an issue out of a new hire?" I let out a quiet laugh. She was right. My education wasn't impressive. But she had forgotten one thing. I hadn't become the top closer in the city because of a degree.

A dark, clinical neo-noir thriller, The Architect of the Shadows strips away the glamour of Hollywood to expose the brutal friction between digital consolidation and physical reality. For decades, Silas Thorne Danielson—a ruthlessly brilliant logistics coordinator with a calculated detachment from human empathy—has operated an invisible shadow utility. Using non-networked legacy hardware and shell-company registries, he has quietly absorbed independent cinematic libraries, systematically dismantling the legacy of aging action star and stunt coordinator Sebastian Sorgentone to hide multi-million-dollar maritime assets. But when an automated federal audit loop paralyzes Silas’s digital infrastructure, the conflict fractures out of the cloud and into the physical world. Trapped by a looming federal dragnet, Silas must head south to a lead-lined Cold War salt silo in Key Largo to retrieve the physical backup arrays that can reset his network. Waiting for him are Sebastian and his estranged brother Francis, mobilizing six tons of un-trackable military iron to drag the slick corporate architect into a landscape where digital logic fails, and only physical endurance and raw mass matter. Meanwhile, across the country, Sebastian’s daughters navigate the wreckage of their family’s financial collapse, shifting from targets of the system to the pragmatic components that will ultimately help seal it shut. Grounded in a grim, industrial realism, the narrative explores the heavy price of family survival, the unyielding weight of memory, and the permanent closing of a system that tried to turn human blood into data entries.

Elijah Black was born to lead. He is the alpha heir, a billionaire empire builder, and a man whose wolf once roared with purpose. But when his fated mate died, the bond shattered, and so did he. His wolf went silent. Elijah stopped shifting, stopped living, and forced himself into a grief support group in the basement of St. Catherine’s Church because disappearing into the sorrow of strangers felt easier than facing his own. Then Jaxon Reed walks in, late, loud, and chaotic, completely out of place in a room full of mourning hearts. He does not claim to grieve a person, but instead the version of himself he destroyed. He lies with charm, performs with reckless humor, and unsettles everyone, especially Elijah. Elijah wants to hate him, but his wolf wants to chase him. Jaxon wants to vanish, but his smile refuses to leave. Their connection is electric. It is grief meeting chaos, discipline clashing with wild instinct. Elijah is pulled back to life against his will, and Jaxon is seen for the first time in years. But Elijah’s world is not human, and Jaxon’s past is far from harmless. As the tension between them grows, both men must confront a truth neither is ready to name. What happens when the alpha who refuses to shift meets the man whose very existence wakes the wolf inside him? The answer will change everything, if they survive long enough to face it.

He scammed me out of my fortune. Now, I’m going to scan the marrow from his bones. Ethan Walker was the Golden Boy of Neo-Veridia. A billionaire tycoon with a shark’s smile and a god complex. Until Caleb Morgan—his rival, his shadow, the only man who ever saw beneath his tailored armor—liquidated his empire in a single, cold-blooded night. Ethan fell from the penthouse to the fighting pits, stripped of his name but fueled by a new, terrifying hunger. Because the bankruptcy wasn't a failure. It was a trigger. Deep in Ethan’s DNA, a 1998 secret is waking up. A silver-furred beast that doesn't want a board seat—it wants a mate. And it has its sights set on the man who ruined him. Caleb Morgan played the ultimate game. He didn't steal Ethan’s billions for the money; he did it to save Ethan’s life from the "Hunters" closing in. But Caleb’s mask is slipping. As the Universal Beta, he is the only one who can anchor Ethan’s rising Alpha fury. But anchors can be dragged under. From the glass halls of the city to the ancient shadows of the Moon, their rivalry is no longer about stocks and bonds. It’s about Skin. Silver. and Submission. In a world where thirty percent of humanity is shifting, Ethan is no longer looking for a merger. He’s looking for a total hostile takeover of the one man he’s forbidden to love. The Ledger is open. The Moon is rising. And the Audit is going to be bloody.

Hope Daniels has spent her life mastering control, on the softball field, in school, and in the quiet spaces where emotions are better left unspoken. With college within reach and her future finally aligning, everything should feel safe, predictable… normal. Then she falls for Kade Mercer, her best friend’s older brother. He’s distant, unreadable, and always watching her like he already knows how their story ends. What begins as stolen glances and unspoken tension slowly pulls them toward something neither of them can stop. On the night everything shifts, Hope wakes in a world that is not her own. The sky is fractured. The air is alive. And creatures born from nightmares hunt anything that breathes. Stranded together for seven relentless days, Hope and Kade must survive a shifting, brutal realm where instinct is the only law and fear takes physical form. Every battle changes them. Every choice binds them closer. And every night reveals they are being watched by something far more dangerous than the monsters chasing them. But survival comes at a cost. Because when they wake back in their world, nothing is as it was. Time has not moved, but they have. The marks they carry begin to glow. The memories refuse to fade. And the line between worlds is beginning to tear again. Some doors are not meant to close. And some connections were never human to begin with. Hope thought she was fighting to survive seven days in another world. She was wrong. She was being chosen.

“I, Chika Whitmore, take this Alpha to be my strength and my vengeance.” The words were a death warrant, not a vow. In the high-stakes world of the werewolf syndicates, loyalty is a myth and blood is the only currency. When Chika Whitmore is brutally abandoned at the altar by the Blackwell heir, he doesn’t just lose a husband—he loses his standing in the underworld. Cast out by his own bloodline and left to the mercy of the city’s predators, Chika does the unthinkable. He walks into the territory of the most feared man in the modern mafia: Lucien Afolayan. Lucien is a King in exile, a dominant Alpha whose legs were shattered by a rival’s silver-trap. The world thinks he’s a broken dog, but behind the reinforced steel of his throne, the beast is hungry. He needs a consort to secure his claim to the Obsidian Crown Plaza; Chika needs a monster to burn down the people who broke him. It was supposed to be a cold-blooded merger. No feelings, no touch, just a tactical alliance to survive the Blackwell Pack’s impending war. But in the dark corners of the Afolayan estate, the scent of the moon doesn’t lie. Between the click of loaded pistols and the roar of shifting wolves, a lethal attraction begins to take root. Chika came for protection, but he might have just tied his soul to a man who won’t stop until the entire city bows—or burns. In this game of power, the only thing more dangerous than an enemy’s silver is a mate’s betrayal.