The Shadow Pulp Novels Mga Nobela at Kwento

Damien Voss catches the hacker tearing his empire apart and forces a brutal deal: one year as his live-in shadow, total obedience, including his bed, or Riven’s little sister loses the treatment keeping her alive. Riven signs because he has no choice, even though the man he’s sworn to destroy is the same one who’s secretly paid for that treatment for years. What starts as cold revenge turns vicious the moment they touch. Damien’s hidden condition triggers a vision of his own murder — with Riven holding the gun. Now the contract that was supposed to give Damien control has become a cage neither man can escape. Every kiss, every night in the same bed, brings the death prophecy closer and sharper. Riven keeps telling himself he still wants Damien dead, but the longer he stays, the harder it gets to remember why. Damien watches the man he’s forcing to submit and realizes he’s falling for the only person fate keeps showing him as his killer. In the end they don’t break the prophecy by fighting it. They break it by choosing each other anyway — knowing one of them might still have to die for the other to live. Some contracts can only be paid in blood or in surrender, and Damien and Riven are running out of time to decide which one they’re willing to give.

He owns her body. She owns his secret. Only one can break first. From children to lovers. From lovers to people separated by hierarchies and bound by oaths. Daya and Night rule as Alpha and Shadow of the most feared pack in all of Eyriena. But beneath the throne lies a dangerous obsession neither of them can fully escape. "Let me go, Night," I met his gaze, forcing my voice to remain calm despite the urgency rising within me. His hand cradled my cheek with deceptive gentleness, but his grip around my waist was like iron — unmovable. The raw power of a hybrid radiated from him. “No.” His voice was low and commanding. “I’ll say when you can leave. And right now, I need you here.” His lips trailed heat down my neck, my pulse betraying me. His hands slid expertly down, finding the buttons of my shirt. His fingers worked skillfully, undoing them one after another, revealing my bra — barely holding in my full, straining breasts. “Mine," he murmured possessively, eyes locked on the soft mounds rising beneath... As ancient secrets unravel and a deadly curse tightens its hold, Daya must choose either to betray the only man she's ever loved — or lose herself completely to his dark side. In this world, love demands blood.

When a mysterious voice calls out during the night young Nova can’t help but to follow it deep into the dark woods surrounding campus. All the training she had received from her mother and grandmother couldn’t have prepared her for the dark stranger she finds locked away in a long forgotten locket. She soon finds out that her family holds more secrets than she imagined and they are all wrapped up in this mysterious man. What will she do when given the chance to uncover the answers she’s desperate to learn?

The moment our magic touched, something shifted. My shadows didn’t fight his light this time. They reached for it instead, curling around the gold like they belonged there. “Lyra,” Kaelen said quietly, closer than I expected, “don’t force it.” “I’m not,” I whispered. That was the problem. I wasn’t controlling it at all. The connection deepened—raw, seamless, alive—threading through me like it had always been there. No resistance, balance. Just power. His gaze locked on mine, sharp with something I couldn’t ignore. “You feel that too,” I said. “Yes.” The answer came instantly. And it unsettled me. Because if he felt it too… then this wasn’t just my power. It was something else. Something neither of us understood. And for the first time since my magic awakened—I wasn’t sure if it made me stronger… or more dangerous. ---- Lyra Vale never asked for power. But when the crystal chose her, something ancient awakened—shadow magic thought to be dead for centuries. Feared. Forbidden. Alive inside her. Sent to the Royal Magic Academy under strict control, Lyra is told to suppress it. To become safe. But her magic refuses to be controlled. It grows. Prince Kaelen is the only one strong enough to counter it—his light magic the perfect balance to her shadows. He was meant to contain her. Instead, he becomes the only thing keeping her grounded. But something is wrong inside the Academy. Students are losing control. Hidden forces are moving beneath the surface. And someone is always watching Lyra. The truth is worse than rebellion or dark magic. Lyra was never meant to control the shadows. She was meant to awaken them. And when the truth comes out, she won’t just choose between light and darkness— She’ll decide who she becomes.

She has a lot to learn about the world of shadow walkers, including the perils they face. It isn't until nineteen year old Alison Colby, inherits an old family estate house that she discovers the secret that her parents kept from her. Not only is she a shadow walker, but she is of royal lineage and is expected to assume the throne soon. Fortunately, Nick Jackson is willing to teach her all she needs to know, since he just so happens to be a shadow walker himself..and he is in love with her. Unfortunately, so is his competitive cousin, Martin... and when it comes to a contest of women, Martin always wins. SHADOW LOVE BOOK ONE BEGINS A GRIPPING, SEXY, AND EXCITING STORY THAT CONTINUES IN SHADOW LOVE BOOK TWO!

The dangers and perils continue as Nick's ex-fiance joins with his estranged cousin to drive a wedge between Alison and Nick, while selling Vanessa to sex slavers in the dark side of shadow land. Will Alison and Nick repair things and has Vanessa's fate been sealed? Find out in this exciting and steamy conclusion of the Shadow Love story.

Ten years after graduation, I funded a scholarship for underprivileged students at my alma mater. During the ceremony's interview segment, one of the scholarship recipients suddenly grabbed the microphone. "That night at the karaoke bar, you forced yourself on me! Aren't you going to take responsibility?" Her words cut through the room, and every student and faculty member turned to look at me. In an instant, I was branded a rapist. The company's stock fell immediately in response. Amid the chaos, I simply stared at the girl in front of me. Had students really become so ruthless just to get what they wanted? Only a few days ago, I had helped her fend off a gang of troublemakers, so how could she turn around and spread lies about me then? Besides, I was a woman. What could I possibly have done to her?

She was too soft, too chubby, and too gentle for a brutal world. That’s what her Alpha told her the night he rejected her in front of the entire pack. “I need a Luna with teeth, not tits.” Moments later, Emara Dell lay dying in the snow...murdered by the same wolves she once healed. But death is only the beginning. Under the blood-red moon, the Goddess resurrects her as the Shadow Luna: powerful, untouchable, and burning with shadowfire. Her heartbeat awakens an ancient guardian across the sea....Fenric, the legendary Bone Wolf, a monstrous, devastatingly beautiful male who rises with one purpose: Find her. Claim her. Destroy anyone who ever hurt her. Bodies begin to appear beneath crescent moons. Wolves whisper of a feral god hunting in the dark. And when Emara and Fenric finally collide, their connection is explosive, forbidden, and dangerously addictive, and filled with heat that could burn a world to ash. But jealousy has consequences. Lyrina Veega, the Beta’s daughter and Corvin’s childhood favorite, performs a forbidden ritual to steal Emara’s power… and accidentally tears open a divine rift, awakening a forgotten god. Now war is coming. Desire is a weapon. And Emara must decide if she will rule the shadows...or let them consume her. A dark, high spice paranormal romance full of feral devotion, explosive chemistry, brutal revenge, and a heroine who rises from death as something no Alpha could ever control.

My brother, Theo Sorento, died in a plane crash on his way back home just to celebrate my birthday. They never found his body—only wreckage. Ever since, my parents forced me to kneel in front of his grave every year on my birthday, demanding that I repent for surviving when he didn’t. Then came my eighteenth birthday. I realized someone was following me. Panicked, I sent a few messages asking for help. Just then, Mom called, not to check on me but to lash out. “I know exactly what you're doing. You’re just making up excuses so you don’t have to kneel in front of your brother’s grave! You’re a liar. Why wasn’t it you who died instead of him? You’re a walking curse!” Before my phone was smashed under a boot, the last thing I heard was the cold click of her hanging up. Then, I was cut up into pieces, and what was left of me was tossed across the city. My father, the lead forensic pathologist on my case, didn’t even recognize me. Later, Theo returned alive with his wife, whom he had eloped with eight years ago. When they found out the pile of rotting flesh was me, they all went insane.

When her identical twin sister and her mum pass away in a road accident, Araya and her dad move from London to Texas for a fresh start. In an effort to deal with the pain, Araya creates an online account in her late sister's name. In an unexpected twist of events, Pierce, the guy she has a crush on becomes friends with Sky, her online utraego. As senior here begins, the pressure on Araya mounts as she deals with high school, coaching a famous footballer, and running her own players' agency. As she falls more in love with Pierce and it looks like he might return her feelings, she has to decide whether to tell him her secret or not. Things become even more middled when Gunther, Sky's boyfriend whom she also likes gets back into the picture, and Pierce starts falling for both Sky and Araya, without knowing that they are one and the same. Will Araya finally choose herself? Or will she forever live in Sky's shadow?