Skeleton Flower Myth Novels & Stories

"Run, Bella Popovski. Run whenever you see me. For in this lifeline, I'll be the one to drive the wedge that will kill you to your heart" he whispered in my ear in a cold voice, making me shudder and recoil. Scared at how serious he sounded and how, before everyone present, he had managed to make me so scared being near him. Would i survive him? Or would I like he claims I did, be the one to stab the wedge into his heart before he does so to me? ********** Bella Maxwell Popovski was born a mistake—an unclaimed daughter raised as a servant in her own father’s house. Weak, wolfless, and unwanted, she dreamed only of escaping Moonstone Pack… until fate cursed her with the cruelest bond of all. Marked by Alpha Jaxon—the man who despised her and loved another—Bella endured three years of cold nights, shared beds that were never hers, and a mate who gave his passion to her stepsister instead. On the night their bond should end, betrayal sharpens into humiliation, lust into hatred and love into blood-soaked revenge. Locked away, sold to rogues, and pushed off a cliff, Bella awakens to a dark truth. Hunted and burning with forbidden desire, Bella must run—because the bond she rejected refuses to break… and the monster calling her name is far more dangerous than the alpha who broke her heart. But who does she run to when the mate bond forces her to choose?

When Ivelle discovers she's pregnant, she dreams of building a future with her mate, the man she thought she could trust. But that dream shatters when she finds him in bed with her sister. Heartbroken and desperate for revenge, Arya vows to make him pay. She meets the Lycan brothers—two enigmatic and feared leaders known for their icy hearts and ruthless ways. Ivelle seeks their help, hoping their power can aid her in her quest for vengeance. But as she delves deeper into their dark world, she finds herself drawn to the brothers' raw strength and hidden vulnerabilities. Can she melt the ice around their hearts, or will her desire for revenge consume her? In a world of betrayal and fierce loyalties, Ivelle must decide: is revenge worth risking her heart, or could love be the ultimate weapon?

Daryl Ender is cursed to kill with a single touch. In twenty years, nothing has survived contact with his bare skin.Until her.Soraya Karter is human, ordinary, and completely immune to the one thing that makes Daryl Ender untouchable. She doesn't know why. She doesn't remember him. And she has been sent to Fenrir Academy with one mission — put a dagger through his heart before the Gala night.But the closer she gets to finishing what she was sent to do, the harder it becomes to remember why she started.They were written into the same prophecy before either of them was born. Cursed to all, blessed by one. And something far older and far more dangerous than either of them is about to wake up.Killing him was supposed to be simple.Nothing about Daryl Ender is simple.

Five years ago, Harper was the pack's outcast, a plus-size girl mocked for her curves, and the fated mate of the powerful Donovan triplet, Mason, Ryder, and Dallas. But when they cruelly rejected her in front of the entire pack, Harper fled from Black Pine Springs, heartbroken and desperate to escape the crushing pain and anguish. She spent half a decade in the city trying to wash the scent of betrayal from her skin, only to fall into another relationship with a toxic ex who shattered what little self-esteem she had left. Now, with her mother gone and her pockets empty, Harper has no choice but to return to the same pack where it all began. Her plan is simple; fix up her mother's old lodge, sell it to the highest bidder, and vanish for good. But Mason, Ryder, and Dallas Donovan didn't become billionaire Alphas by letting what belongs to them slip away. The moment Harper returns, the triplets spring their trap. They own the lodge now, and they are willing to give it back on one condition–she must become theirs again. Trapped in their territory, Harper vows to fight the scorching, suffocating chemistry that still burns between them. But with a vengeful rival determined to see her ruined, a pack deeply divided, and strange, ancient nightmares beginning to unlock dangerous powers hidden in her blood, survival becomes a dangerous game.

“Spread those pretty legs wider, princess,” he growled, red eyes glowing with hunger. “I’ll bury every thick inch of my velvet-steel hardness deep in this tight little hole that was made perfectly for me.” “Look how wet you are for Mommy already,” she purred, voice low and commanding. “Beg for it, baby. Say ‘Please, Mommy.’ Let me hear how badly you want me!” --- A drunken mistake dragged the ruthless ice hockey captain and Lycan prince, Zayn, into Aurelia’s life. She mistook the dangerous Lycan for a stripper and spent one unforgettable, filthy night riding him until she couldn’t walk. But one night wasn’t enough for Zayn. He became addicted, obsessed, and now makes her strip for him whenever and wherever he wants. What began as raw lust turned into a cold, no-emotions contract, pure, relentless claiming to silence his feral thirst and help shatter the unwanted mate bond trapping her. No feelings. Just his thick, throbbing length claiming her again and again. Then Rebecca entered her life. The academy’s lethal combat instructor. Cold, ruthless leader of assassins, who always gets what she wants. She arrived hunting the dark truth connected to Aurelia. But the second she had the trembling girl alone in the private training room, everything changed. Now Aurelia is caught between two dangerous beasts, she never wanted love but she got claimed by two predators instead. It’s no longer a game of love and obsession. Deadly secrets from her past are unraveling a mystery buried in her mother’s death, a truth so dark it turns everyone into enemies. Hunted by fate and surrounded by lies, Aurelia must decide: break free from her past… or lose herself completely in the embrace of the two predators who refuse to let her go.

Betty was doing fine until she ruined Plan C. As a foster-stray with no pack and no future, Betty knows her place. She’s the girl who cleans the boots, takes the insults, and keeps her head down. She’s the dirty secret the Miller family refuses to acknowledge—until she stumbles into a hunt she wasn't supposed to see. Aiden and Adam aren't just Alphas; they are Lycan royalty. They don't do mercy, and they certainly don't do charity. They’ve spent their lives being promised to the pack’s elite, but one sniff of the muddy, broken girl in the alleyway changes the laws of the land. The Moon Goddess has a twisted sense of humor. She just tied the lowest outcast in Brentwood to the two most powerful men in the world. Now, the Princes of Blood have a new obsession. And in their world, fated doesn't mean a fairy tale—it means a claim that could burn the whole city down.

A collection of Alpha, Lycan, Luna, Omega, dark taboos romances. Things that are usually off limits but would want you craving for more. More ecstasy, more joy. #Taboo romances: Stories about Alpha and omegas, parents and family secrets. All types of love: Steamy tales for everyone, lesbian, gay, and more. Wild passion: Stories where characters stop following the rules and follow their hearts instead. Step-father and step-mother. Lesbian, gay and all bad-bad steamy beautiful things your imagination craves. A collection of steamy tales where sins know no boundaries and desire walks the edge of passion and lust. Between the weight of sins and the sting of redemption, lovers find themselves tangled in secrets and temptation. Every story is a dance between control and chaos, lust and love, a reminder that sometimes, the most dangerous thing isn’t the sin itself it’s how good it feels.

"I agree to the divorce," I said as I dialed my mother-in-law's number. "Matteo Bellandi will never agree to divorce me, so you need to arrange a new identity for me. I need to disappear completely. He must never find me." Despite six years of marriage, I never conceived a child. In the Mafia world, how many men remarried for the sake of an heir? Yet Matteo always stood firmly at my side. To have a child, we tried everything—ninety-nine rounds of IVF that resulted in ninety-eight failures. The final pregnancy ended in fetal demise. Matteo held me and said, "Whether we have a child or not, I will always love you." Everyone said he was deeply devoted and that I was fortunate. Even I believed it. I believed it was my body that was defective. I believed I was the one holding him back. Until that day, when I went to the hospital for a follow-up exam. I saw him with my own eyes, pushing a mobile hospital bed into a VIP suite. On the bed lay a young woman named Sienna Vale, who had just given birth, holding a pair of twins—a boy and a girl. The congratulations inside the room were sharp and piercing. They praised his good fortune and Sienna's superior genes. They said the children were born to inherit the Bellandi empire. They mocked my education and my background and said I could not produce a "high-quality" heir. "Who do you think you are, daring to speak about her? My wife is not someone you get to judge. If I hear one more word of disrespect toward my Donna, you'd better weigh the consequences yourself," Matteo rebuked them coldly, preserving my dignity as Donna. In that moment, I finally understood that the marriage I had been so proud of was nothing more than a joke in everyone else's eyes. If that was the case, I would end this love story everyone envied with my own hands.

I was a pack slave but my identity wasn't normal. I chose to run away from my pack when the cruel Alpha of our pack discovered my identity. He was a nightmare. Another name for assault, abuse and torture. Women in his pack were just his fun thing, a toy for him to play with or tear apart and I refused to be one. I refused to be exploited by him. But to get away from him, I needed someone stronger than him. And then I met a stranger who could help me. I never thought that a destined mate did exist in this world. Until I felt his soothing scent, he was my destined mate. The one chosen by the moon goddess for me. However, I never thought that I couldn't even tell him that I was his mate when I heard his words. "Then what will you do if you ever find your mate?" his Beta asked. "I will strangle her to death with my own hands" he gritted bitterly. That's it...! I kept my body, my fragrance, and everything else from him, but fate had other plans for us. Regardless of the distance, we reconnected, and I heard something distinct from what I had heard previously. "You are mine...! Only mine...! I will never let you go..." Is he the same man I met before? I was confused as I thought about what he had said. Before I could think about it any further, he stepped forward, gripping me in his embrace and kissed me aggressively. Was that because he recognized me as his mate or it is because he discovered that I was the descendant of the legendary Divine bloodline whom he had been searching for, who could save his family? ****** Please do leave a review...

At the celebration where Lorenzo Alvarez is crowned the new mafia boss, his men arrange a few performances. A dancer in a backless top and short skirt twists around the pole under the lights. "Don't look," he murmurs, covering my eyes with his hand. "This kind of cheap entertainment isn't worthy of you." His men jump in immediately. "Lorenzo still spoils Ms. Valenti after all these years. That kind of devotion is rare. We're so jealous." "A man as loyal and single-minded as Lorenzo is hard to find." I rest a hand on my belly, planning to tell him tonight that I am pregnant. But when I return from the restroom, I see the same man who had just held me in his arms leaning back in his chair while the dancer straddles his lap. Lorenzo slips his business card and a thick fold of cash into the waistband of her skirt. He laughs, relaxed and unbothered. "Isabella is wonderful, sure, but life needs a little passion. This ragazza is just something new. A bit of fun. "Keep your mouths shut. Don't go running to Isabella and upset her. Otherwise, you'll have a problem." Cold rushes through me. I do not approach or confront Lorenzo. I simply take out my phone and answer the email I have been avoiding for days. "I agree to participate in the confidential experiment."