The Blame Game Castle Novels & Stories

“I know you want me in jail, but I want you in my bed.” Every man and woman Ángel meets disappears. Their severed finger arrives first, like a pretty little Christmas gift, wrapped in silk and presented in box filled with silent promises from his stalker. Castle, Mafia heir. Executioner. Obsessed beyond reason. He doesn’t send threats. He sends bodies. Because no one touches what belongs to him. No one tastes what he’s claimed. And if they try? They bleed for it. At sixteen, Ángel Di Cristina lost everything. His father—an FBI agent—was closing in on the Mafia when a brutal massacre left his parents dead. But that night, one masked man went rogue. He killed his own allies, marked Ángel with a scar, and disappeared. For years, Ángel hunted him. And now, he’s closer than ever. But Castle doesn’t play by rules. He never had. What he wanted, he got. He bends Ángel, fills his whole life with the thought of him. He whispers filthy things against his throat while pressing a knife to his pulse. Run? Hide? Fight? Useless. Because Castillo doesn’t just want to own Ángel. He wants to ruin him. And the worst part? Ángel is ready to let him.

My grandfather, the company’s chairman, had an unmistakable obsession with pink. Not only had he decorated his entire house in soft rosy hues, but he even had his newly purchased Rimac Nevera repainted in blush pink. I was home for the summer. On the day he got his new car, he excitedly asked me to drive him to work. We had just entered the underground parking garage when a black Rolls-Royce suddenly blared its horn and sped up to cut in front of me. It then slammed on the brakes without warning. Unable to react in time, I crashed straight into it. The driver lowered his window and cursed at me. His face was twisted with arrogance. “Are you blind? Vixen, can’t you drive?” Swallowing my anger, I retorted, “You were the one who deliberately cut me off. How can you twist this around and blame me?” He let out a mocking snort. “You women in pink cars are hopeless drivers, yet you still blame others? You had it coming. You must be a new intern. Let me tell you something. You’ve just hit the chairman’s car. Get ready to go bankrupt!” My grandfather and I exchanged a baffled look. If that was the chairman’s car, what were we in?

Only One Crown One team. One legacy. One crown. Jaxon Reed built his name on control. As captain of the Frost Giants, he turned pressure into power and silence into strength. The league calls him the best to ever wear the jersey. He carries that title like armor. Then Adrian Cruz walks back into his locker room. Adrian was once more than his rival. More than his teammate. He was the one Jaxon loved in secret and the one he let go when fame, fear, and outside pressure closed in. Now a shocking trade forces Adrian onto Jaxon’s team, binding them together under a brutal contract clause neither of them fully understands. On the ice, they are unstoppable. Off the ice, they are unfinished. As the media fuels a ruthless GOAT debate and the billionaire owner pulls strings from the shadows, old wounds rip open. Accusations of betrayal resurface. Secrets about a hidden clause threaten to ruin more than their careers. And the question that has haunted them for three years demands an answer: Who really tore them apart? Forced to play on the same line, Jaxon and Adrian must decide what matters more—protecting their pride or fighting for the love they never truly lost. Because there’s only room for one crown in the league… …but there might be room for two hearts. Only One Crown is a dark, emotional second-chance sports romance filled with forced proximity, buried secrets, fierce rivalry, and a hard-won happily ever after.

Betrayal is when you are jilted for your twin sister days before your wedding; and this was the case for Teresa. Even worse is when the man for whom she agrees to be a surrogate mother turns out to be her ex-fiancé half brother. Life happens, and Teresa's biggest obstacle is her family. What will she do to save her babies? Meet Teresa, a survivor and a successful medical doctor with those who betrayed her at her feet.

It was our sixth anniversary, but he chose that day to end it with me. Alpha Ivan Slade was my fated mate, bound to me by the will of the Moon Goddess. But when his chosen mate returned, carrying his heir, I became expendable. Instead of facing me himself, he sent her, Marissa Rowe, to deliver the final blow. With a smirk, she handed me the divorce papers while cradling her growing belly. For six years, I had waited for Ivan to see me as his true Luna. I believed the bond we shared would be enough. I was wrong. Signing those papers felt like the end of the world, but Marissa wanted to ensure I never had the chance to rebuild. On their private jet, as the plane cruised over the endless mountains, she made her move. I was thrown into the night sky, plummeting to what should have been my death. But I guess fate wasn’t done with me. Because instead of dying, I was reborn… as the mate to the Alpha King.

They took her daughter— They thought they won. They underestimated her. Roberta Riggs was the invisible wife of a powerful billionaire—silent, obedient, and easy to overlook. When her husband, Jace Riggs, reveals he has a secret son with another woman, Roberta’s world cracks. When he demands that their seven-year-old daughter, Ziva, risk her life to save that child… it shatters. And when Ziva dies—after the hospital neglects her for a VIP patient—something inside Roberta breaks beyond repair. Betrayed by her husband. Destroyed by the people she trusted. Silenced by a powerful family. Roberta loses everything. Until she meets him—Brett Temples. The man she had a reckless one-night stand with years ago. The man who unknowingly played a role in her daughter’s death. He’s powerful. He’s married. And he doesn’t remember her. But he will. And when he does, he offers her something dangerous: power… and revenge. But revenge is never simple. And when their love begins to grow in the ashes of betrayal, one final truth threatens to destroy it all. They made one mistake— they didn’t make sure Roberta stayed broken. She rose. Now she is done begging. Done forgiving. Done being the woman they could control. She’s coming back with power. With secrets about her past, they tried to bury. With a truth that can burn an empire to the ground. And this time— She’s ruthless. She’s not asking for justice. She’s taking it.

Serena Vale thought the Moon Goddess had blessed her when she discovered Alpha Kael Thorn was her fated mate. But on the night of their mating ceremony, Kael shattered her world. Before the entire pack, he rejected her… accused her of betrayal… and chose another woman as his Luna. Humiliated and broken, Serena is banished from the pack without mercy. There is only one problem. She’s carrying the Alpha’s heirs. Left to die in rogue territory, Serena expects death—until the most feared creature in the werewolf world saves her. The Lycan King. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Lucien Draven has never bowed to anyone… yet the moment he catches Serena’s scent, he becomes obsessed with protecting her. As Serena rises from rejected outcast to powerful Luna Queen, the Alpha who destroyed her begins to realize the horrifying truth: He rejected the wrong woman. Now kingdoms will burn. Because the Lycan King is willing to start a war to keep her. And Serena is no longer the weak girl they once humiliated.

Astraea Soem Cadieus is the definition of the most beautiful woman in the world. The innocent young lady with a terrible personality, living in a sacred castle of the cursed kingdom of Cadieus. Many years ago, after the Caelum bloody war, Cadieus' kingdom had fallen, causing a complete change in the world's power balance. To find the way to the truth, Soem was sent to Caelum Academy, an elite and exclusive school for only Caelum's students with outrageous powers and skills.

My husband, James Lincoln, disappeared in an accident, and my in-laws wasted no time filing to have him legally declared deceased. At the funeral, a woman, Xena Xander, suddenly showed up with a young boy, both crying hysterically. The boy, Charlie Lincoln, screamed at the top of his lungs, calling my husband “Daddy.” My ten-year-old daughter, Mia Lincoln, charged at him, shouting, “Shut up! That’s my dad!” Pretending to break it up, my in-laws instead shoved Mia to the ground. She collapsed and passed out on the spot. “If you’re looking for someone to blame, blame yourself for not giving us a grandson! This family can’t die out without an heir!” Xena smirked at me with blatant provocation. Behind her, Charlie spat in my direction and sneered, “You’re just a worthless tramp nobody cares about.” I didn’t lose my temper. Instead, I laughed. “If you want the status and the inheritance so badly, you can have them. But don’t come crying to me when you regret it.” Two weeks later, Xena showed up at my doorstep, covered in blood, banging on the door and screaming. And then, I got a phone call that felt like a nightmare come to life. But I couldn’t have cared less. By then, I was already enjoying a peaceful vacation overseas.

Princess Celeste is about to marry Prince Senya of Alastia, one of the world's most dangerous kingdoms, after She is forced into an arranged marriage in order to save her kingdom, the king bestows the true crown on his son, now wanting revenge against her father before leaving she sets the castle on fire causing a secret retaliation from her father. What happens if instead of peace it's the exact opposite? Problems arise when Erena starts a war with Alastia; But will Alastia be the one to end it?