Stumbling Monk

On the night of her university graduation, Nooria Al-Fariz catches her boyfriend in bed with her best friend and flees to a hotel suite her sister Faiza promised would help her forget. Instead, Faiza’s “sparkling juice” leaves Nooria drugged and stumbling into the wrong room—straight into the arms of Valentino Delucca, the most feared mafia boss on the East Coast and the man her sister was supposed to marry. What begins as one brutal, addictive night of rough passion explodes into a public scandal when the press catches them tangled in sheets the next morning. To salvage his reputation and collect on a broken family promise, Valentino claims Nooria as his own. He demands she become his contract wife, come to his bed every night, and give him an heir—no exceptions, no escape. Terrified and betrayed, Nooria is torn between the guilt of betraying her sister, the shame of her family’s disgrace, and the dark, dangerous pull she feels toward the monster who alternates between punishing dominance and shocking tenderness. But the deepest secret is still hidden: the man who ruined her wasn’t alone that night. Valentino has an identical twin, Damien—and both brothers now refuse to let her go. In a world of blood oaths, arranged alliances, and obsessive possession, Nooria must decide whether to fight for freedom… or surrender to the two men who will burn everything down to keep her. A dark mafia romance with forced marriage, breeding kink, twin obsession, family betrayal, and intense spice.

“I, Alpha Killian Strox, reject you, this filthy human as my fated mate at this very moment. May the bond be broken and may we be provided more suitable mates.” Alpha Killian spat with disgust clouding his feature and Erika smiled, a bitter one that didn’t mirror how much pain she was feeling. **** Erika grew up knowing she was the hate symbol, the girl nobody wanted to be associated with. Her own family didn’t want her and the church could only keep her for a few months before she was tossed unto the streets. Erika knew what it felt like to be hated by people who didn’t even know you. A quest for a better life and a life without all of these hate was what pushed Erika to find a better future. What she didn’t expect was stumbling upon a world with supernatural beings and what’s worse? Erika wasn’t allowed to leave for knowing the secrets of the realm. A chance for salvation comes when the pack is attacked by a stronger alpha. The nemesis of every other pack, Alpha Killian. Killian is the strongest alpha to have ever lived and one that other supernatural creatures fear and revere. With his life and several clans under his power, he would have never expected that a simple take over trip would lead him to his mate. He had always a mate but the goddess seemed to enjoy toying with him. What is even worse is finding out his mate is human. The moon goddess had him given a weak human mate?

The door behind me opened. Alpha Adrian was smiling, looking at the man now standing before us both, but his face fell the second his eyes landed on me, shock and disgust filling his gaze. “Alpha King Rhys.” Adrian attempted to mask his disgust. “I must apologize. This foolish servant didn’t realize we would be meeting here.” I nodded meekly. This was the Alpha King. Nothing good could come from me stumbling through here. Adrian grabbed me roughly by the shoulders and started to move. “She will be going now.” “She can speak for herself.” The Alpha King’s aura made us both freeze. “What’s your name girl?” ***** Grace spent her whole life in a pack that didn’t value her, and took advantage of her in every way they could think of. Her father, The Alpha at the time, allowed it to happen, and eventually even imprisoned her. When her father died, instead of things getting better, they just got worse. Her stepsister and her brother-in-law made her life a living hell. She never saw a way out as she was wolfless and mute because not speaking was safer than speaking. But she’s not as weak as she thinks she is. When Alpha King Rhys comes for a visit in hopes of finding a bride, her whole life changes. Nothing she knew is as it seemed, and now she’s unravelling the mess she was left with. With the help of the Alpha King, she starts to find herself, piece by piece.

Mora discovers that Mayor Lycan is the man she slept with the night she was drugged, she tries to reach out to him, but there was a stumbling block, it was too late, and Mayor Lycan not remembering anything that happened the night they spent together branded her a gold-digger. When, Lycan knew of the secret, that his mother took to her death bed with, he was devastated, he searched high and low for his biological son, claimed by Philip as his son. Life isn't a bed of roses for Miles while growing up, tagged as a bastard, and bullied by the strongest in school because of him being handsome, he learnt how to defend himself, and stand up against those who hated him. The man who forsakes him, in the time he was desperate, showed up at his doorstep one day, claiming before his foster father, and everyone that he is his biological son, the man whom he blamed as the one who killed his mother. Philip blamed Agora's family for the death of his family, his hunger for vengeance, he decided to use a willing tool, which is Miles, to get back at the family, who took away everything from him. Living the life of Agora's president group to the public, and as a mysterious music genius in the dark, the people of country H don't even know who Mora's mask is, their favourite singer, but their are fanatics supporting the anonymous singer. Sneaky, realising how much she has fallen in love with Miles, the one she had lived under his shadow as a brother with, will she abandon her vow to remain as a brother to him, or reveal her feminine charms, when faced with competitors. As the successor of Agora's family, will Miles destroy it legacy?

“Don’t tell me that meeting the man who slept with me at the whiskey library was all a part of your brilliant plan to Control me, my family, and my father's properties?” she throws the question at me. “It was not all a part of my plan” I try to defend. “If you knew something about the stranger at the whiskey library, why didn't you just tell me?” she asks, looking at me dead in the eyes with her Hazel eyes piercing deep into my soul. “Why did you bind me to an arranged marriage with you and accept my baby as yours when the Queen tried to throw me out as if you were doing me a favour?” she yells. “What was the aim behind your notion of false sacrifice?” she continues with her series of questions. “I know that you may not believe me right now, but I can swear on my life that the whole episode at the whiskey library was not part of the plan,” I try to explain even though I know that I sound really stupid saying that “So there was a plan,” she asks, wearing a smile that is loaded like a gun. “Can you please listen to me,” I plead. “Listen to you?” she scoffs. “Just because you are the billionaire crown prince of Orion you killed my father, then You set me up as the prime suspect in the murder case, blackmailed me to be around you or you exposed my identity as the legitimate daughter of Dylan Grayson and now I am stumbling on the secret that the stranger that I had a one night stand with at the whiskey library was all a part of your brilliant plan to get me entangled with you?” she scoffs in disdain

Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it became an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. **** Her husband was a monster, but he'd saved her from her past and a life of torture. She loved him like every captive grew to love their captor. Everything went to hell, however, when she fought back and ran from home, stumbling into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now hellbent on killing her. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She really should have remembered that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her all the way to Italy. If she had, maybe she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.

“Paint me.” She said and immediately he looked up, his pupils dilated and he froze. “W..what.. you.” he stuttered, stumbling over his words despite his bear sized build and rough looks. “Why professor? You said you needed a muse, you didn't say you needed a dressed one.” She muttered, her lips curving into a smirk and then as his eyes raked over her naked body, she began to trace the contours of her shape. Slowly, her hand slid downwards massaging, caressing and working her body and then it finally stopped right between her legs. As she made to speak, the door slammed open and she watched two other hulking figures saunter in, their shoulders trembling. In their eyes, she saw anger, possessiveness and lust that made her both hot and scared at the same time. *** Christiana is in no way what one would call a saint. She was the brattiest and craziest firecracker. So when one of the features of her fantasy makes an appearance, you cannot expect that she would not want to live out her fantasies. Especially when suddenly she has to live in the same house as the man of her fantasies. Christiana had three problems. One, her parents were suddenly involved in an accident, leaving her in both despair and debt. Two, Her father's closest friend suddenly asked her to move in with him. Three, Her father's best friend is in fact none other than the star in her fantasies. As if that's not enough, she also has to tackle two hockey brothers who would do anything to claim her as theirs. Maybe, her problem is more than three. Fuck that, three is the right number. Three hot men who make her body burn like never before. What will Christiana do?

Keeva, the shunned daughter of Alpha Julius, lives in despair believing she has no wolf. Her eighteenth birthday was supposed to be a day of joy but her world came crumbling down. The Moon Goddess has forsaken her. Her father can't bear to be in the same room as her. When he insisted that she takes his Beta as her chosen mate, plans to escape were snatched away, she had no choice but to follow the path laid before her. Working at the bar was the only freedom she knew, Canagan was the only man who could help her escape. After months of working with her friend Nikita and the wise woman from the forest, their well laid plans didn't come to fruition soon enough to save them both for Julius's tyranny. Channon was saved from certain death by something that could only be the lone wolf of legends. After witnessing his raw, untamed power Channon realized that White Claw could be more than just whispers and fantasy. After waking up in unknown lands and nursed back to health by a pack he didn't recognize Channon learned of his unknow lineage and the powers he is destined to wield. Over the course of the next fifteen years Channon hones his skills preparing to avenge the murder of his parents and take his place as Alpha, uniting the two packs of his ancestors. White Claw has moulded Channon into the man he needs to be. His campaign for revenge and unity hits a stumbling block in the form of his stepsister Keeva. Little Keeva was only two when Channon was almost killed and he often wondered what had happened to her. Had he not followed his Beta into the woods Channon would never have realized Keeva is his.

A chorus of howls interrupted my thoughts as I closed my eyes and prayed they wouldn’t find me. But then, I caught his scent, making Rayne surge forward. “Mila?” His voice came out in ragged breaths and sent a shiver down my spine. “Are you okay?” I turned to see Tyler stumbling into the entrance in all his glory. Even like this, I couldn’t help but marvel at his physique. If I didn’t want him, I was doing a terrible job at showing it. I closed my eyes to stop from staring, but even then images of him appeared in my mind. “Please,” I begged. “Just leave me alone!” “You know I can’t do that,” Tyler growled softly. “Let me help you. You’re in he–” “I don’t care!” I screamed. I shivered, not from being cold but from the sweat building all over me. I knew Tyler was moving closer to me, his scent making me dizzy. I wrapped my arms around myself. I’d never experienced anything like this before. It was all-consuming and I needed relief immediately. “Please,” I pleaded with both of them, but slowly lost the battle the moment I felt my hands moving between my legs. **** After enduring not one, but two rejections, Mila decides her only option is to leave before she’s swallowed by the darkness. Years later, Mila mysteriously returns home, her heart consumed by a thirst for vengeance. She uncovers a web of betrayal, lies, and twisted desires threatening to consume her. Bound by a dark romance that ignites forbidden passions, she must navigate a treacherous path filled with danger, where every ally could be an enemy in disguise. What dark secrets will Mila uncover? Get ready for rejections, desire, and revenge.

“ I won't let you come near me or touch me! “ She shouted . He stared at her with his cold gaze and exhaled. “ You won’t listen ? “ he asked. “ No. “ she breathed shakily trying to stay strong. He nodded and took a step forward. She gasped, stumbling back as fear sparkled in her eyes. “ No one, no fucking one can keep me away from what’s mine. “ His deep, rough voice sent shivers down her spine as she watched him invade her space. He reached close, so close that she could breathe his cologne so deeply. Before she could process, he had her spun, pinned her against the wall. Her chest pressed against the wall as his broad and huge chest towered her small figure from behind. A sharp whimper escaped her lips when she felt his hand …. Moving under her skirt and cupping her ass. “ Will you listen to me now? “ he whispered in her ear. “ n-no- “ she struggled to get free only for a sharp slap to land on her soft skin making her whimper. “ Now? “ she whimpered before nodding her head. “ y-yes- “ “ Yes what, baby? “ ” Yes Daddy! “ In a world where humans are considered weak and unwanted by wolves, a young human girl grows up inside a powerful pack-but as an outcast. Everyone believes she is nothing more than a burden, the unwanted daughter of a low ranked omega who disappeared under mysterious circumstances, probably getting killed by her ‘ human ‘ father she ran away with. She is bullied, used as a servant and treated like she doesn’t belong. What no one knows is that her mother loved a legendary alpha - a feared and powerful ruler who disappeared years ago. The Alpha was her real father. And she inherited more than just his …. Blood. She inherited his curse.