Soul Eater Soul Black Blood

“ Take off your robes,” Ava heard the command and the other slaves obeyed almost immediately. They took off their robes, and their almost naked body came into view except for the tiny little lace that covered nothing but their nipples and balls. The male slave's dick dangled and Ava looked away, still clutching her robe to herself. How could she undress in front of this multitude? What kind of humiliation was this? The audience erupted into murmurs, indecent comments flying from every corner. “ Steele, you slave seemed to be a disobedient one,” Ava heard the man's stern words and she turned to see Jacob’s stern gaze on her. She gulped and slowly let go of her robe. It fell to the ground and the audience gasped at the sight of her nakedness. Her hands clenched into fists by her side, resisting the urge to pick her robe from the floor and cover herself from their lustful eyes. “ Shit! How did Jacob get himself such a perfect slave?” Panic gripped Ava. No. It cannot be what she is thinking. She wasn't about to fuck these people. No. Jacob cannot make her do this. I was only his tool for power and revenge. I should have known he was no ordinary man but knowing wouldn't have changed anything. I was helpless, trapped with no choice and he was my savior from the Slave den back then. My hatred for him wouldn’t have allowed me to go with someone else. It’s not like I had a choice to choose my buyer. He was the highest bidder and I’m a commodity he bought from an illegal market. A commodity he has great plans for. His tool for power and revenge but I hate that my heart palpates for him.

Christa Tylor thought she had lived a happy life by being born into a wealthy family, had a golden childhood, and was happily married to her childhood sweetheart. Until she was 24 years old, killed by her beloved husband on their wedding anniversary. As she wakes up at her wedding a year ago, Christa is reborn after her wolf blood awakening, as if in answer to her prayer. It will bring her an opportunity for a slower and more measured approach to seize a second chance for a do-over. There are few things quite as sweet as revenge, even if she needs to face anguish and fear more terrible than death. Only she has to hide her true identity from humans; therefore, she is a werewolf who seeks revenge and resists her bloodthirsty beast of hers.

A powerful witch. A cursed vampire. A castle built on blood. And a secret that could destroy them both. Delphine Ashwood has never fit in—not with her coven, not with polite magical society, and certainly not with anyone who prefers witches quiet and predictable. When she’s hired to repair the failing wards of the infamous Castle Thorne, she expects cold stone, ancient curses, and another lonely contract. What she doesn’t expect is him. Theron Valemont, vampire prince and ruler of the forgotten court, is everything she hates: brooding, controlling, and hiding far too many secrets behind those ice-blue eyes. He didn’t summon her—and he wants her gone. But the castle has other plans. As Delphine unravels the threads of the ancient spell holding the fortress—and Theron’s legacy—together, she discovers a power buried beneath the stone. A power tied to her own bloodline. A power that was never meant to wake. Caught in a slow-burning battle between duty, desire, and destruction, Delphine and Theron must decide what they’re willing to sacrifice. Because the truth isn’t just dangerous. It’s hungry.

With the Dark Prince dead, things have been peaceful between the vampires and werewolves for years, but things are about to change, as Angelica becomes of age. On the night of her introduction ball, things are about to take a big turn, as she finds out the fortress her parents built around her cannot protect her from what is coming for her. With her powers far greater than her mother’s powers ever were, she decides to take it upon herself to be the one to keep the family safe, as she journeys out into the world to find the one thing that can stop the darkness that threatens her existence. But on her journey, she discovers more than she bargained for.

Grace Turner was the picture of suburban perfection—devoted wife, PTA president, and quiet survivor of a loveless marriage. But when her husband’s financial collapse drags her family into ruin, she teams up with her two closest friends for one desperate, reckless act: robbing a neighborhood grocery store. What they didn’t know? The store is a front for a brutal crime syndicate. Now, with the gang’s blood money in their hands, the women are given two choices—work off the debt, or disappear. For Grace, survival means submission to their mysterious leader, Cain Russo—a man as dangerous as he is magnetic. Cold-blooded and commanding, Cain makes it clear: she belongs to him until the debt is paid. But lines blur when power games turn into obsession, and desire burns hotter than fear. As Grace is pulled deeper into Cain’s violent world—and his bed—she’ll have to decide what’s more dangerous: the gang that owns her… or the man who’s claimed her.

Hades was born and raised in Greece until his father died when he was five. His mother took him and his younger sister to the Philippines. When he turned thirteen, his mother held a party for him. Hades didn't want a fortune teller since he thought they were for sissies. But his mother won that round. The fortune teller warned Hades that if he followed his evil path, bad things would happen to him. She also told Hades that he would love someone down the road, and she would never love him back. Hades said that he makes his own destiny. Fate proved to be unkind, and he met Rachel Vega. Truth be told, she didn't want him in her life. Years later, Rachel needs someone to protect her and her child. Perhaps this time, the odds will be in his favor.

In the shadowed swamps of the South, where ancient cypress roots drink deep from the earth, something older and far more dangerous stirs. Rio never asked to be reborn into darkness, but as a fledgling vampire trained by the ruthless and alluring Odessa, he’s learned quickly that survival demands both strength and sacrifice. Haunted by the family he left behind, Rio carries the weight of his choices—yet he can’t ignore the fragile bond forming with Junie Elowen, a newly turned vampire whose bright green eyes hide grief, fear, and an untapped power that could change everything. Odessa’s control slips as her complicated attachment to Rio deepens, forcing him to question where loyalty ends and obsession begins. But greater threats rise when Cassian—an ancient vampire and Junie’s sire—emerges from the shadows, determined to claim what he believes is his. Power struggles ignite, alliances fracture, and the swamp itself seems to whisper warnings of blood yet to be spilled. A story of forbidden bonds, found family, and the price of power, Blood Beneath the Cypress is a dark, atmospheric tale where love and loyalty are as dangerous as the monsters lurking in the night.

My husband, Steven Garrett, was always "busy" overseas. So I thought I'd surprise him with a visit. Instead, I found him shacked up with my best friend, Peggy Shane. That day, my heart snapped—I filed for divorce and let my family set me up with someone new. Two years later, I bumped into Steven outside the hospital. He ripped the prenatal report from my hands. "How dare you cheat on me! You think you can play me?"

Alejandro was always favoured by their father while Antonello is his mother's favourite. Alessandro was no one's favourite even though he is perfect in every way. The classic forgotten middle child syndrome. The sense of belongingness was strong but he also knows that he won't get it from the Gambinos for reasons unknown. Still, he trained the same way as his brother and he did all the dirty work for him. Alessandro draw the line when he came home one day and found his brother married Gabriella. He left the family when he realized that no matter what he does, he will never be one of them.

"Do you think , girl like you can be my mate above all my Luna" humourless chuckled roar in the room. "We are mate" I whispered tear rolling down my eyes. My wolf was in agony feeling worst pain of the world a warewolf can faced. "Yes, We are but I don't want Luna like you for my pack" He yelled. "Please , I begged going on my knee, looking Ethan who is my mate. He should be the one who can love me , Want me, Protect me but here he was telling me he doesn't want me . I was waiting for him since I understood misery of my life. "If you are so insist to be with me, I can do one thing for you" He smirked and I was looking at him sitting on my knee. "Be My Whore" He said darkness of his eyes showing his intentions for our relationship. Welcome to the story of warewolf world. Join the journey of weak Ashley to turn into Luna of world strongest pack.