Novel & Cerita Unscramble Seduce

Forget everything paranormal romance taught you about playing it safe. The vampires here don't sparkle and the werewolves don't apologize for their nature, here the demons are surprisingly good at negotiation. Freaky After Dark is a collection of steamy paranormal stories where supernatural creatures get to be exactly what they are; powerful, possessive, and irresistibly magnetic. These aren't just about pretty faces with fangs. Every creature has their own nature, their own needs, their own way of loving that's deliciously different from anything human. From vampires whose bites promise pleasure to werewolves who claim their mates under the full moon and demons who seduce with words as much as touch, Nagas who wrap around you, Dragons whose warmth becomes addictive. And yes, a few beings with creative anatomy. There's an actual story here with conflict, emotion and characters who probably want more than just a quick hook-up. But when desire takes over, these creatures don't hold back, they are intense, devoted, and they know exactly how to make you forget your own name. Expect claiming marks, protective possession, fated mates, size differences, primal need, reverse harem and pleasures that borders on overwhelming, and supernatural stamina that doesn't quit. ️Not for you if: you prefer things slow and gentle, or if the idea of non-human lovers doesn't appeal. Perfect for you if: you've always wondered what it would be like to be wanted by something powerful, to be claimed by someone who'll never let go, to find out if monsters really are better in bed. Are you ready to find out what you've been missing?

To prevent the merfolk from being slaughtered, I decided to go ashore and seduce my childhood friend Cyrus, who had become the Alpha King. He still loved me deeply, and we spent three passionate days and nights together in bed. Waking up from a haze of pleasure, I hadn't even had the chance to rejoice before a corrosive elixir was dunked over my head. Listening to my pained wails, Cyrus smirked. "So even an immortal mermaid can feel pain, too? "Well, this is just a taste of what's to come if you don't tell me where my parents are!" Yes, he was convinced that the merfolk were behind his parents' disappearance. From then on, I was forced to watch him flirt with his mistress, Emily; had to extract my mermaid pearl to help heal her body; was forced to dance barefoot to entertain Emily so that she could sleep… Cyrus hated every fiber of my being, yet always held me tenderly in his arms whenever I was on the brink of death, carefully feeding me medicine. Sometimes, he was cruel. "Do you think I'll go easy on you just because I love you? Quick, continue torturing her!" Sometimes, he was gentle. "Can't you be good and tell me where my parents are?" Silently, I endured his twisted love without a word. Soon, however, these days would come to an end, and I wouldn't have to keep that secret any longer. After all, a mermaid who did not return to the sea after three years on land… Would turn into seafoam. And now, there were only three days until my time was up.

“Think about it," Trapping her between his arms and the chair, he continued. "I’m giving a once in a life time deal, Noelle,” Purposely, he leaned closer in a teasing manner and surprisingly, relished in the way Noelle shrank back. “Become my wife…be mine, and I’d give to you, whatsoever your heart desires. Money, fame, protection, you just name it and you’ll have it; Tesoro.” ~•~ Noelle is an ambitious, hardworking woman whose world crumbles when her long-term boyfriend, Jason, humiliates her by breaking up with her during their anniversary dinner. The reason? He’s found a new girlfriend, whose wealthier than she is. Heartbroken and crushed by the reality of her miserable life, Noelle drowns her sorrows at a nightclub, where she ends up sharing a night of passion with a mysterious stranger. She leaves the next morning, leaving behind only a note, assuming they’ll never cross paths again. When Noelle confides her heartbreak to her best friend, Elena, they investigate Ivette’s background and discover that her wealth stems from her uncle. With this knowledge comes about their ultimate revenge plan: seduce the powerful tycoon and teach Jason a lesson. But her plan takes an unexpected turn when she meets the infamous Wallace Castellano, who turns out to be the same man she had a one night stand with—and he’s far more than just a tycoon. As the head of Italy’s top Mafia organization, Wallace’s world is as seductive as it is treacherous. Drawn into his orbit, Noelle finds herself navigating a web of power, danger, and undeniable passion. But revenge has its price, and as secrets unravel and enemies close in, Noelle must decide: is she willing to risk her heart—and her life—for a man who could destroy her?

She walked in on her fiancé buried deep inside her best friend the night before their wedding. Nadia Reeves did not cry. She did not scream. She walked straight into a Vegas bar and ordered enough whiskey to burn the world down. That was when the Devil found her. Dominic Marcello was cold, ruthless, and impossibly beautiful. He offered her a deal wrapped in black ink and diamonds: marry him, become his in every way, and watch him destroy the two people who shattered her. In return, he would give her the revenge she craved and the power she never knew she needed. She said yes. What began as a drunken contract in a neon chapel quickly became something far more dangerous. Dominic's touch awakened sensations he had never felt in his life and something feral in her. He claimed her body with ice and dominance. She claimed his soul without trying. Their nights were raw, possessive, and intimate. Their days became an intoxicating game of power, public revenge, and deepening obsession. But every perfect touch and whispered "little dove" was built on one buried secret. Dominic had not simply taken advantage of her pain. He had orchestrated the entire betrayal. When Nadia discovers the blood money he paid her best friend to seduce her fiancé, proof that her entire marriage was part of his cold calculation from the beginning, her world implodes. Now the man who taught her how to burn is the one holding the match to their future. Can a love forged in manipulation, obsession, and breathtaking passion survive the ultimate betrayal? Or will the devil who woke her up be the one who finally breaks her? A dark, addictive billionaire romance packed with scorching dominance, heart-wrenching emotion, a jaw-dropping midpoint twist, and an earned, swoon-worthy HEA.

“No one touches what is mine and gets to live,” he replies firmly, sending a cold shiver down my spine. “Alessandro, I am not yours. I am not anyone’s property,” I argue. He laughs softly. “Okay,” he says casually, as if what I said doesn't matter. “I mean it; I will never be yours—not your property, not your plaything, and certainly not your mistress,” I've already made it clear that I won't be his mistress; I don’t know why he can’t seem to accept that. His jaw tightens, then he scoffs. “He threatened you, he touched you,” he says, his eyes narrowing. “It really didn’t matter if the device was his or not; he knew what was coming for him.” In search of her missing father, Renée, a 24 year old boudoir photographer, moves to a new country and makes a deal with the FBI. She helps them bring down the most feared Mafia Don in the country, and they help her find her father. All she has to do is seduce him and get him to lower his guard—easy. Alessandro has been married for three years to the perfect wife, the princess of the East Mafia dome. That kind of marriage makes Alessandro the leader of both the South and the East of the Mafia dome and untouchable, Ruthless. Then one night at a masquerade ball, he meets her, the seductive stranger with a different accent. She looks like the typical type of woman he would make his mistress. But is that enough? Will his world accept a woman like her? It has been a rule for as long as he can remember that certain races can't mix, at least not from where he stands. Plus, he is a married man. Everything about her is forbidden.

Kael's lips were softer than she remembered and she felt a part of her she didn't know existed growl within her. That was her wolf. That bitch didn't make her presence known normally but chose to appear when Kael kissed her. And honestly, she was enjoying the kiss. She felt her legs grow weak and threaten to give away beneath her, so she held onto Kael's coat. It seemed to please him because he let out a satisfied hum and deepened the kiss. His hand weaved through her hair making her let out a moan. Soon her hands were around his neck and one was weaving this his hair. His lips were so soft. She felt like she was in heaven. She didn't want the kiss to stop. Not long after she came to that conclusion, Kael pulled out leaving a trail of saliva between their lips. She opened her eyes and was immediately sucked in by Kael's lust filled ones. * * * Seren Han was just another broke student eating instant noodles and mocking bad romance webnovels online—until a ridiculous accident killed her mid-rant. When she wakes up, it’s inside the very story she was criticizing. Worse, she’s not the heroine destined for love, but Seren Nightwind, the villainess omega fated for rejection and disgrace at the Mate Ceremony. And then comes the System. Quests. Penalties. Ridiculous missions like “Laugh at the heroine” and “Seduce the Alpha.” Every command pushes her closer to ruin, but refusing carries consequences she can’t ignore. Trapped between the Moon Goddess’s script and the System’s threats, Seren has only one question: How do you survive when the story itself wants you to lose?

"Don't do this to me please, why are you treating me like this?" She asked him but he ignored her and looked away. She attempted to draw closer to him but he gave her a stern look "Don't you dare touch me! I can't love you Lisa, how many times do I have to tell you this? I don't want you coming anywhere near me ever again....I'm in love with your sister and you know well that our wedding is few months from now. Why are you bent on spoiling our happiness?" "Stop saying that! I met you first, remember? Why do you have to treat me like trash because of her? I love you Dave, my life will not be complete without you! I've always dreamed of carrying your baby! But now you despise me because of her that stole you away from me!" She said as tears rolled down her cheeks. He couldn't utter any more word till he saw her beginning to undress while getting closer to him. Damn! She was going to seduce him with her skimpy dress that revealed too much of her huge breasts, bulging out of it. "What are you trying to do Lisa? Are you insane?" He retorted, drawing away from her reach. "Yes I'm crazy Dave, I'm crazy for you!" She replied as she got further closer to him within touching distance and before he could utter any more word or take further action against her, her lips were pressed forcefully against his as her huge breasts crashed against his hard chest!

Sometimes God gave you what you want, sometimes you were born a werewolf rather than some pathetic little human, sometimes you got a chance to become a Human queen and rule both species… And, just like that, sometimes life fucked you up by letting you meet your mate whom you're supposed to reject, sometimes things get even more fucked up when your mate turns out to be a priest, the person who raised you, and sometimes your fucked up mind decided to seduce him. No, the fucked up things didn't stop yet, sometimes that person who always treated you like a child, the person who was not even supposed to touch any woman, responds to your innocent kiss by eating up your wet filthy hole as if his life depended on it as if the world is ending, and he will never get to eat again, and the thing between your thighs seems like the sweetest dessert to him. And finally, sometimes, you forget all the rules, you forget what is right and what is wrong when your miserable heart dares to yearn for someone you weren't even supposed to dream about, a saint. ••• " Remove your clothes, Freya.", he ordered in a low husky voice. But I didn't move...couldn't move as I watched him. His big body leaned over a bundle of dry grass, tight black shirt covered his hard chest, two buttons open, showing his pale white skin, his belt...now opened, slack just down enough for his dick to pop out, thick veiny shaft, wrapped under his slender fingers, its head, red as if his dick was angry. And when I looked up at his face, I couldn't believe he was the same man who raised me!

"You shouldn't be wearing your sister's clothes. You look like her now, but you're not her." His cold fingers lifted my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. "You know, I promised your sister I would never love another woman." "I always know that," I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady despite the tears threatening to spill over. "I don't want to come between you and her memory." "Then tell me why you're trying to pretend to be your sister by wearing your sister’s clothes." "I'm sorry, I didn't want to do it, my mom forced me to wear this dress." I tried to explain, "Please believe me." "How could you expect me to believe someone who tried to seduce me at your sister's funeral." The pressure from Alexander made me breathless. "No. No. I never thought of doing this. It was a misunderstanding." I shook my head desperately and argued for myself. "You're not worthy of wearing this dress." Alexander turned to leave. His words stung my heart so hard that I felt tons of pain crushing me. ---------------- Olivia was disliked by her family for unknown reasons, she was forced to marry her brother-in-law Alexander who is also the Alpha King of the country after her sister died at childbirth. Her cruel Alpha husband never treated her well and she ran away while pregnant. Later she finds that she is the princess of the neighbouring kingdom and when they meet again, can Alexander recognize the woman with a mask in front of him and get her rid of another man’s arms who is the husband of Olivia now.

Scarlett Voss has one rule: get in, get paid, get out. No attachments. No exceptions. No mercy. When a mysterious client offers her the biggest payday of her life to seduce billionaire Xavier Blackwell and steal a file from his private server, she doesn’t hesitate. Men like Xavier are easy targets — too powerful to expect betrayal, too arrogant to see it coming. Except Xavier Blackwell isn’t either of those things. He knew about Scarlett before she walked through his door. He knew her name, her game, and exactly who sent her. What he didn’t know — what no amount of preparation could have warned him about — was how completely she would dismantle every wall he’d spent years building. What neither of them knew was how deep the danger truly ran. Because the man who hired Scarlett isn’t just a client with a secret. He’s a senator with blood on his hands, a confirmation hearing in twenty-seven days, and a willingness to destroy anyone who stands between him and untouchability. He’s already killed once to protect himself. He’ll do it again without hesitation. He’s also Xavier’s uncle. And he chose Scarlett specifically — not just for her skills, but because he saw what would happen between them before either of them did. Now Scarlett and Xavier are running out of time, running out of trust, and running toward each other in a situation designed to make both impossible. The con was supposed to be simple. The truth is anything but. Some lies protect you. Some truths destroy you. And some people are worth burning everything down for.