To Rule Them All Novels & Stories

Isabella Rossi has 48 hours to come up with €300,000 or her brother Luca disappears permanently. Luca gambled with the wrong man — Alessandro De Santis, Il Capo of Milan’s most feared crime family. When Isabella storms into his club to beg for mercy, Alessandro offers her a deal instead of a bullet. One year. Live at his Lake Como estate. Be his on paper when he demands it. Follow his rules. After 365 days, the debt is erased and her brother walks free. Break the contract early, and Luca pays with blood. To Alessandro, Isabella is just a new experiment. Politicians, cops, rival bosses — they all break within days of meeting him. He’s curious how long it takes a woman with nothing left to lose. To Isabella, Alessandro is a monster in a tailored suit. Cold, controlling, and lethal. Rule #1: Don’t fall in love with me. Easy, she thinks. She hates him. But the estate isn’t a prison of iron bars. It’s gilded cages, midnight conversations in the library, scars he doesn’t explain, and a man who watches her like she’s the only threat he can’t neutralize. The more rules he makes, the more he breaks them himself. Protection turns into possession. Glances turn into touches. And the contract’s fine print becomes a countdown neither of them can escape. Because Alessandro has enemies who want his empire, and now they want her too. When Luca’s betrayal runs deeper than debt and Isabella becomes a target, Alessandro has to choose: the empire he killed to build, or the woman he swore was just collateral. 365 days to survive him. 365 days for him to ruin her. 365 days to fall in love with the last man she should ever trust.

Ava Stone's summer camp experience took a turn for the worse when a wild animal attacked her. But what happened next was even more terrifying. Her body now craves raw flesh, and her anger is spiralling out of control. The animals, they fear her. Desperate for a cure, Ava meets Lucas Greyson, a man with knowledge of werewolves. But their connection goes beyond mere research. As they fall deeper in love, Ava discovers that Lucas is actually a werewolf hunter. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the centuries-old feud between werewolves and hunters? As Ava battles with her inner wolf and Lucas grapples with his loyalty to his family, they face ravenous werewolf packs and a bloodthirsty clan of hunters. The odds are stacked against them. But will Lucas choose love over everything else, even if it means turning his back on his family?

I'm accidentally pushed off a cliff when my fiancé and I are enjoying the sunset. I end up with grave injuries. As I drift in and out of consciousness, I hear Eric Bartholomew speaking to a doctor. "Gamma Derrina's injuries aren't that severe, Alpha. She can be treated even without her womb being removed!" "Shut up! Do it because I say it needs to be done. Don't forget that I'm the Alpha here—all you need to do is obey me! Only if Derrina loses her womb can my and Phyllis' pup to become the wolf pack's heir. "Use copious amounts of sedatives on her. I don't want her to wake up on the wedding day. She'll be sad if she sees that the bride isn't her." I open my eyes and look at Eric standing outside the room. He's like a monster with hands that can end lives. I'll make his wish come true since he wants to marry that weak Omega. I make a call. "I agree with the thing you asked me about before." The person on the other end of the line laughs. "The Moon Goddess loves the wise."

Jaz was found in the middle of nowhere beaten and scarred all over her body her new family heals her and trains her to be the best of the best to protect herself from what’s out there out there the only bad part is she doesn’t know from what though. Will she get her memories back? Will she know the secrets from her pasted and what will her mate do when she meets her mate? Read more to unfold the life of Jaz and her silver necklace….

At that exact moment, it hit me—I was never even a side character in this novel. I was just a pitiful nobody, not even worth a name in the story. In the original plot, I’d loved the wrong guy for six whole years, only to end up betrayed, locked away, and left to die a horrible death in the red-light district. But now, I’d woken up. I knew how the story was supposed to go, and I was never gonna follow that damned script to my inevitable end. To escape and get back at everyone who’d hurt me, who’d betrayed me, I set my sights on a man no one dared to mess with—my boyfriend’s adoptive father, Alexander Knight, the famous “Ice Tycoon” of the upper class. This alpha was cold, ruthless, and known for his unbreakable self-discipline. I’d planned to get close to him, seduce him—even sell my body if I had to—just to get his protection and run from the fate I’d suffered in my past life. But I never could’ve guessed that the second I stepped into his world, everything would start to spiral out of control. Caught between revenge, desire, and a destiny that was supposed to be set in stone, I had to make a choice: walk away before everything fell apart, or risk it all to take a role that was never meant for me. When fate stopped playing favorites, not everyone could handle losing their spot as the hero.

True love never dies. Not even when those around me are trying to kill it. With vampire bounty hunters still out for me, having the Grand Coven accuse me of treason against witches is the last thing I need. No one should tell me who I can and cannot love. Determined not to let anyone or anything get in our way, Lucas and I decide to lay low for a while and let everything blow over with my coven while Lucas hunts for the vampires who tried to kidnap me. But things, of course, don’t go according to plan, and when I stumble upon an ancient evil force hiding out in the underground of Chicago, we realize our forbidden romance is the least of our worries. As we search for a way to defeat unbeatable odds, I start to discover that things aren’t what they seem…including my very existence.

“Call me Daddy. I tell you what to do and you fucking listen. When I order you to spread your legs, you go the widest you can, you show me the depths of your pussy. When I order you to stab your soaked, dripping pussy with three of your fingers, you look me dead in the eyes and do it. When I order you to call me daddy, you open your mouth and call me daddy, because I'm your fucking daddy, baby girl. You obey, you follow orders, and you get rewards and treats from sugar daddy, my sugar baby.” When Daddy tells you to pick up this book, listen. Obey like the depraved slut that you are. Obey with your dry pussy and watch it soak and ruin your panties, your sheets, your damn life. Default and lose your treats, rewards and your orgasm, you unsatisfied reader. I dare you to remain the same after experiencing daddy. …… Note: There's no limit. None. Dane Wright. Don't worry, he doesn't need your forgiveness or the face of disgust you'll make. He would unfortunately rather die, than leave his business partner's daughter alone.

While I was eating, I came across a post on X. [Found out my girlfriend has a nasty disease and is pregnant. I want my buddy to be the one left holding the bag. What should I do?] I was just about to comment that the poster was out of his mind when I scrolled down and realized people were actually giving him advice. [That's easy! If you two are close, just invite him on a trip.] [Get your girlfriend and your buddy drunk in the middle of the night, then have them stay in your buddy's room. When the time comes, catch them in the act. You can break up and push the kid onto your buddy to take responsibility…] Reading that comment, I couldn't help but laugh in disbelief. I was about to show my friend this mind-blowing post so we could rant about it together when he suddenly looked up at me and asked, "Tyler, are you free this weekend? How about we go on a trip?"

Elena Hunt was always the invisible daughter, treated as nothing more than a convenient scapegoat by her cruel stepmother and narcissistic stepsister, Cassandra. But when her family needs to secure a vital business alliance with the city’s most formidable dynasty, they hit a dead end: Cassandra refuses to marry the groom. Adrian Vance was once the crown jewel of the Vance empire, but a horrific, staged accident left him rumored to be a wheelchair-bound, impotent "monster" with a disfigured face. Desperate to save Cassandra from a life with a "freak," Elena’s family frames her for a corporate crime, giving her a brutal ultimatum: marry the crippled heir, or watch them desecrate her late mother’s grave. With her dignity stripped away and wearing a cheap, ill-fitting wedding dress, Elena is forced into a hollow ceremony where she is made the ultimate laughingstock of high society. Alone and abandoned, she is sent to Adrian's isolated, fortress-like mansion, bracing herself to face a broken beast. But midnight brings a shocking revelation. There is no creak of a wheelchair. Instead, heavy, commanding footsteps echo through the dark bridal chamber. Standing before her is a man who is anything but broken—a towering, flawlessly handsome Alpha Male radiating a lethal aura. Adrian Vance is not a helpless outcast. He is The Archon, the brilliant and ruthless puppet master secretly controlling the city's entire economy from the shadows, executing a cold-blooded master plan to destroy the family that betrayed him. Realizing Elena is no ordinary spy but a fierce survivor burning with the same thirst for vengeance, Adrian offers her a dangerous pact: act as his dutiful wife to shield his secret identity in public, and in return, he will grant her the absolute power to burn the Hunt family to ash.

Cara is out to get revenge on her parents murder and their stolen legacy. She uses Quinn to get her vengeance in a booty call agreement. Will she be able to win him over? Will she succeed in her plan? Will her plan go accordingly?