Superman Vs H'el Novels & Stories

[MATURE CONTENTS, NO RAPE, VIOLENCE, DARK] She didn't realize she was slowly falling deeply for the handsome billionaire who always hid in the shadows, shrouded in darkness and mystery. Despite the blaring alarm in her head screaming 'danger alert,' she just had to trust him. But he wasn’t just a wealthy heartthrob; he was a bad boy with sinister intentions. He became her weapon for revenge, an addiction that transformed her into a villain. (EXTRACT) Eamon's gaze flicked to the name tag on her uniform, which read "Mia." He smirked, clearly aware of the deception. "Heather, do you think you can save your life from me in a hospital?" he teased. "Well, if... if you're a disease," Heather retorted, trying to regain some semblance of control. Eamon chuckled softly, a chilling sound. "Sure I am. A terminal one." "Anyway, Mr. Eamon, sorry for taking things the wrong way this morning. Perhaps you thought I was mocking your blindness by saying you changed my clothes," she said sincerely. "It's alright," Eamon replied, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I saw everything though." Heather blinked in confusion. "Huh? But... you're blind. How can you see everything like you claimed?" Eamon's smile widened, and he leaned in slightly. "Let me tell you a secret then, Ms Heather," he said, removing his dark lenses to reveal a set of emerald green eyes. "You have a fading tattoo 'A & H' on your left waist and a tiny black dotty mole underneath your right breast," Eamon said, his voice low and intimate. Heather: "...." Eamon's eyes bore into hers, a predatory glint in them. "You can't hide from me, Heather. Not in a hospital, not anywhere."

"You are no wife to me, do you get it?" He said, stepping forward crushing my already thinned personal bubble. "I am marrying you because of circumstances. The sooner you feed that to your peanut size brain, the better it will be for you and me. Do you understand?". Pushing me back against the wall with so much force it made me grunt at impact. Intense pain shot through my body when he pressed himself on me. It was like he was trying to ram me into the wall or something! - idiot- Big fat S-O-B. All these curses were going through my mind. All I want to do now is scratch his arrogant face and give him a feel of his own medicine. However, in this compromising position, I am right now! I can hardly move. So, all I did was look straight into his eyes and glared back with the same intensity. I try to break free by pushing and squirming. Alex had me in a grip so tight it felt like a hulk holding me down, so hard that it was painful. I tried to look away, but his voice made me freeze. "Answer me. Do not look away when I am talking to you bit*h!”. “Do-You-Get-What-I-Just Said? Or do I need to make myself a little clearer? hmm?" "Yes, I get it. I'm-Not-Your-Wife." "Believe it or not, I have no interest in being your wife," I said, more like spat it out, it was like poison coming out of my mouth. "Why are you smirking at me ?" he asked. Completely oblivious to what is about to come. I composed my happiness concealing it with my ‘I’m am innocent, like a kitty look’. "Oh, you're about to find out," I said.

Sighing heavily she met his eyes, “what do you want Julien?” “Exactly what you want El,” he drawled as a lazy smirk spread across his lips. “I definitely don't want that, not after what you did to Landon you’re an you know, no single decency,-” She gasped as he pulled her flush against him, “ I agree with you El, there really is no decency in me,” he murmured before smashing his lips against hers. Elsida felt her resolve melt as her lips moved against his, she didn't stand a chance and he was awfully aware. She tried to fight it she really did, but it seemed as though she couldn't escape the torment. He had ruined her family once and now she's letting him do it again in more ways than one. Elsida can’t keep up with her Father's bills anymore. The escort agency’s pay is measly in comparison to her Father's medical expenses and she is desperate to save him. Desperate enough to accept an unlikely offer from the man she swore to loathe; Julien Benoit. He ruined her once, letting him in again might just be her damnation. Elsida didn’t know that Julien is out for blood this time until she learns about the role he played in her Father's downfall when she’s already too deep in. Ruthless betrayals, burning desires, heart-wrenching love, and a tragic past. Will trusting Julien save her Father or bring more chaos than she had bargained for?

ALPHA SERIES: BOOK II Sebastian El Venuel, the son of a well-known alpha, is next in line and the only son of his parents. As he is bestowed the title of the next in line alpha, the elders assigned him to a difficult job. And that is to chase away the rogue that trespassed on their wolvendom. They thought it was some ordinary rogue but the one before him is none other than the Tyrant Rogue that have been roaming in different boarders bringing nothing but chaos. “We ask for nothing but peace. Ask anything that you want and we will grant it, even so, after that... We shall never see your face again” “You said anything that I want?... Alright then .. I'm bringing you with me”

Marise is a black wolf who is fleeing from her pack where the son of the obsessive and evil alpha, Orfeo, is determined to have her as his mate. This is so that his family can secure a strong bloodline, against her own free will after they killed her mate. A year on the run, and now Marise finally thinks she can settle down in a small town in Spain. Her best friend, Edira, who is a mixture of werewolf and witch, is by her side through it all. But is it possible for them to settle down in peace? Or are they not aware that they have chosen to stay a few miles from the border of the pack "El eclipse de luna"? A vicious pack where notorious brothers rule with a strong iron fist, known for launching wars between packs and practicing black magic.

Westbridge Academy is not a schoo‌l for humans, It is where alphas a‌re t‍r⁠aine⁠d, blo‍od‍line‌s ar‌e sharp⁠ened, and monsters learn to rule. Isla V⁠ale knows this⁠ better than anyo⁠ne but she disgu‌ised as “Eli,” a quiet scholarship boy e‌nrolled in an elite advance‍d‍ science program, Isla hides among werewolves, shifters, and oth⁠er supernatu‌ral elite‌s, m⁠asking her scen⁠t, her body, a⁠n‍d her fear every single day. Living in the dorm make things worse and one mi⁠stake could mean exposure. One‍ slip could mean death but West‍bridge is ruled by ins⁠tin‌cts no one ca‌n‌ fully control. Kiera‌n Blackthorne the academy’s golde‍n alph‍a heir i‍s everything Isla‍ should⁠ avoid dominant, teasing, danger‌ousl⁠y perceptive⁠. From‌ the⁠ momen‍t they meet, his atte‌nti‌on lingers too long, his ins⁠t‌i‌ncts pulling him toward someone he shouldn’t want. Then there is Fin‌n Ashcroft, a calm a‍nd observant b‍eta with a reputati⁠on on the⁠ b‌ask⁠etball co⁠urt, notices what ot‌hers miss. He becomes Isla’s anchor, h‍er protect‍or and possibly the first to s‍uspect that “Eli” is hiding m‍ore t⁠han j‍ust secrets‌. As ri⁠valries‍ ign⁠it⁠e, rumors spread, and wol⁠f instincts sharpen, Isla is pulled in‍to a vola‍tile triangle of attra‌ction, j‍ealo‌usy, and dange‌r. Every⁠ close call brings her nea⁠re⁠r to discovery and every heart⁠beat risks awakening i‌nstinct‍s that cou‌ld expose her human⁠ity.‌ Whe⁠n the truth finally comes out t‍o the worst⁠ p‌o‌ssible people Westbridge erupts. Because humans were n‍ever meant to l⁠ive among w‍olves an‌d wolves do not for⁠give deception eas‍ily.

"You think you can play with my feelings, kitty?!" I could feel the intensity of his voice. I stepped back, feeling the wall behind me. "Who said I am playing with your feel~" I was cut off by his strong fist that landed beside my head, making me gasp in horror. "You, sitting on the lap of that bastard! Dakota Weasly, you just dug your boy toy's grave!" his voice boomed like thunder, deafening my ears. "He's not my boy toy, Martin. He's my boyfriend, and I like h~" Again, I was cut off, but not by his fist this time. His kiss ravished my mouth like I was his last meal. Before I could say something, my hands, like they had minds on their own, were slowly wrapping around his head. My tongue slid inside of his mouth while a moan escaped from me, making him deepen our kiss. When we stopped, we both gasped for air. "Do you like him?" he asked, his eyes fixed on mine. "Martin, I..." I suddenly lost my tongue. "I'll count till three. You must answer well, or I'll tell Luke to shoot him now!" "What?!" I asked, shocked. "Martin, what did you do to him?" I pleaded with my eyes, which became watery, but he just sneered. "Worried, huh?!" as he was about to call someone, I grabbed the phone and shouted... . Dakota Weasly was an easy-going, independent fashion designer from New York. She was strong-headed, who never stopped till she got what she wanted. This charming young lady accidentally bumped into the notorious mafia leader, Martin Marcini. The leader of Scared-faced Gang, one of the scariest mafia in Italy. . What could happen when an easy-go-lucky young lady played the heart of the scariest, gorgeous young man in the state?

Catalina made one wish, a wish to bring her parents back. Death answered in form of the Reaper. William El Sega, the Reaper, agrees to grant it for a price. Tied down by his rules, Catalina must let him stay by her side at all times while she fulfills his impossible demand. Catalina doesn't like William and William thinks she is annoying. They barely survive each other everyday but somewhere in the chaos, Catalina falls in love with him. That's when everything starts to fall apart. The people she trusted with her life, turns against her. The wish she wants so badly will cost her losing William too. Now Catalina must choose: get her parents back… or keep the man she was never supposed to love.

I’m the last of a cursed bloodline. He’s the Alpha who lost everything because of mine. Matteo Cruz Valentino “El Lobo”—feared biker, mafia leader, Alpha without mercy—was never meant to be my mate. But the moon doesn’t care about grudges, and fate has no compassion. Now I’m trapped in his world. His rules. His war. He won’t love me. He won’t even look at me without hate in his eyes. But behind that hate is something raw… something breaking. He caged me in his world of darkness and violence… yet kisses me like I’m the only thing that’s ever made him feel real. And I’m not sure which will kill me first—his silence, or his touch.

D'Andre, heir to the Summerfield CEO, embarks on a soul-searching journey and escapes to the serene shores of El Nido for a summer retreat. There, he encounters Maiari, a captivating local, and their instant connection ignites a passionate summer romance. However, D'Andre's past resurfaces when he receives a message from Taylor, an ex-lover, forcing him to confront his emotions. As D'Andre navigates the complexities of his feelings, he also navigates his blossoming relationship with Catalina, a city girl, daughter of the Summerfield's President, his current girlfriend. The secret D'Andre conceals from Maiari and his misstep with Catalina, coupled with Taylor's hopeful desire for a second chance, are a truly dilemma. Amidst breathtaking landscapes and stolen moments, D'Andre's heart is torn between the memories of a passionate summer and the choices that await him back in the city.