Star War Lord Novels & Stories

Shirley McWood goes into hiding and is captured by the Mafia Lord. She had gambled in one of his casino and lost the bet, owing a huge sum. "I would rather die," She spats out a mouthful of blood. Later, she finds out that her father owes a gigantic debt as well. She strikes a deal with the Billionaire Mafia, thinking she could outsmart him, but fails. Shirley is now left with one option, and that is becoming a stripper in one of his clubs and being his sex slave for three month. Would she take the offer? Or runs away?

I never thought he’d leave me on our ten year anniversary. I gave him everything, my youth, my dreams, my heart and he tossed it all away like I was nothing. Months of heartbreak, solitude, and tequila later, I’m barely holding it together. Then comes the invite: his wedding. The one where he’s marrying her. And me? I’m supposed to smile and clap? That’s when an idea lands in my lap a chance to fakedate the city’s hottest hockey star, the man every paparazzi swoon over. It’s supposed to be simple: protect his image, help him play the perfect boyfriend… maybe get over my ex in the process. But what I didn’t expect was the heat, the lust, the danger of wanting him… or him wanting me. Between stolen kisses in empty arenas, the paparazzi hunting our every move, and the ex who thinks he still has a chance, I’m discovering the dangerous thrill of power, passion, and revenge. But as my fake love story becomes dangerously real, I realize one thing: the game isn’t over, and I might just win… or lose everything I’ve dared to desire.

"Tell me you don't want this, Vivianne..." Noah's breath warmed against my skin, his finger dragging against my aching clit, and his eyes locked on me. "I'll stop if you tell me to..." My waist arch, a soft moan slipping off my lips as he pushed two fingers inside me, a smirk curling at his lips. I should push him away... I should curse him, but I couldn't. My body betrayed me. I wanted him, I hated to admit it. How could my body want the same man who ruined my life? "No... Noah..." My breath stuttered, nails digging into the bed as desire washed over me. "Do... don't... touch... argh! Right ther...e... Fuck! Please don't stop..." "Where, V... Tell me where you want me to touch." He fingers moved inside me, teasing my inside. "Ri...right there... Fuck!" My hips jerked up, pussy throbbing with pleasure, walls tightening on his fingers... right before my orgasm tore through me...

"Why do you remind me so much of my wife?" he asked.  "Maybe I am her," she replied.   Sophia agreed to marry Leo, a renowned Mafia lord , after spending the night with him. She spent two years trying to make her marriage work, and just when she thought things were going her way, Leo announced he was leaving her for another woman.   She fled the country after almost being murdered by Leo's new fiancée and met Quinn, another infamous Mafia who promised to exact revenge on those who wronged her.   Now, she returns with a thirst for revenge and a little replica of her ex-husband. What happens when old sparks begin to fly? Will she stick to her quest for revenge or abandon it and follow her heart?

Vida Moretti entered Dravik University with nothing but a scholarship, endless determination, and a secret she never dared to say out loud: She was in love with Khaelon Dravik. The cold and powerful heir was everything she could never reach — until he finally noticed her. For one fleeting moment, Vida thought maybe fate was finally being kind. Then he learned her last name. Suddenly, the man she admired became the one determined to ruin her. In a world of wealth, power, and buried secrets, Vida finds herself caught between dangerous truths and even more dangerous feelings. But the deeper she falls into Khaelon’s world, the more she realizes that hatred and love are separated by a very thin line. And some secrets were never meant to stay buried.

Am omega. Dancing for the pleasure of men. Sold to whoever would want to buy her. Did not have a life of her own. A slave. Born by other slaves. Born to listen to other humans and obey their will. Born to give whatever had been asked for her. That was who Anna was. And in a bid to get sold to the next person who would get control of her life, Xandros had appeared out of the blue. The Lycan who everyone heard in myths but hardly saw had come to Abaddon and was placing a bid on her head. She was sold to him. Because Xandros had an Athena who killed herself and his baby and she looked like that Athena. *** She was meant to hate him. Hate her life. But in Khaos, Anna found out she was more than who she thought she was and that changed it all. He was meant to pour out his anger on her. Meant to hate her. She had been cultured to accept whatever he would do to her, without a sound. But when Xandros realized this woman could break even the walls that guarded his heart, Xandros made a promise. Never to let her slip out of his hand.

"So my one-night stand is now my boss, the father of my three-year-old, and literally called 'The Executioner'?" Lora rebuilt her life as a fierce single mom after one night of rebellion left her pregnant. Her mysterious stranger? Ancient history. Until Lord Erin Marrock—werewolf nobility and part-time executioner—walks into her design firm. Their first meeting involves her calling his demands "corporate peacocking." Their second involves her son casually shifting into a wolf pup during a tantrum at the playground. Now they're locked in the custody battle from hell, complete with his supermodel girlfriends and her nice human boyfriend. But when enemies target their son, mutual hatred becomes irrelevant. Because the only thing more dangerous than a werewolf protecting his heir is a mama protecting her son. Enemies-to-lovers paranormal romance featuring a sharp-tongued single mom and a werewolf with serious control issues.

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. The most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Eve Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Eve wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Undressed by the Mafia Lord is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.

Cattleya Sullivan, a billionaire heiress, has everything money can buy but craves what it can't—Revenge. Her plan is to seduce the devilish mafia lord, and her prize is to break his heart! But not until one passionate, sinful night unfolds between her and Jaxon Moretti, whose very name sends shivers down the city's spine. But as the reality of her dangerous game dawns on her, she realizes that the price of playing with fire may be more than she's willing to pay—It may be her very life. "YOU CAN RUN, BUT YOU CAN’T HIDE FROM ME, CATTLEYA SULLIVAN!" Jaxon Moretti growled.

Jovan Rosfrith has only one rule: use them, pleasure them, and thrash them. He’s never ever met a woman he couldn’t charm out of her clothes or a situation he couldn’t seduce his way out of. Until Lorenzo Vittorini puts a gun to his throat, a dagger to his skin… and his lips dangerously close to his. Now Jovan is chained to the bed of the most dangerous man in the mafia. A man who is ruthless in revenge. A man whose hands linger too long and whose eyes burn with something far more sinful than hatred. Now here’s the problem… Jovan’s body isn’t fighting back the way it should.!