Vore In Deep Space

Girl meets boy. Boy turns into a creep. Girl is saved by a handsome stranger... Handsome stranger turns out to be a werewolf... Violet Duffy's summer turns into a nightmare when she is attacked by the seemingly sweet boy she meets on vacation. Luckily for her, Toby Wolfe was there to save her. Over the following weeks, Violet and Toby form a close friendship, and soon, the unavoidable happens; feelings develop. Unfortunately, Toby already has a girlfriend and a deep, dark secret that Violet can never know about...

Third and final book in the Red Wolf series. The Red Wolf's Guardian follows the story of Coral, who struggles to understand her abilities as a red wolf. Faced with threats on her life, Coral struggles with controlling her abilities and finding her mate. Duncan is an Alpha with a playboy reputation. But deep down, he just wants to find love. When he finds his mate, things don't quite go as planned. Can Duncan navigate having a mate and protecting the red wolves?

What if the college Hockey Captain, who is known for being cold and never kissing girls first, suddenly kissed you, a cheerleader flyer, at a Halloween party? Your best friend told you that the Captain is a guy who plays with girls. But after a deep dive, you know that he's not what your best friend or anyone else thought he was. He's more complex than that. And you're the only one who knows the Captain's secret that he....

When life gives you lemon, make lemonade, but what do you do when lemonade is served instead of lemons? I think I'm in deep shit and I don't know how to get out. I was sold to a Mafia underboss, not technically, but he claimed me, a ruthless one at that. I know it's crazy but I'll escape no matter what, I will break these shackles and fly freely like a bird, and if that meant spilling blood, then I am so ready.

They had two things in common: feistiness and a thirst for love. One they showed, the other they hid, buried deep behind their walls. Calvin Logan, a billionaire, marries to save his reputation. Cora Jackson, an abused divorcee, marries Calvin in place of her sister. Upon meeting him, she is surprised by who he is but good enough, she matches his fierceness and authority. With attraction pulling them together, Cora and Calvin must find a way to break down their protective walls and get what they both crave: LOVE.

During the looming war between two enemy countries: Estria and Westaria, the latter sends its covert agents to infiltrate the enemy country and stop the approaching war. As every unmarried men and women in Estria gets interrogated by the Espionage Eradication Agency under the suspicion of being a Westarian spy, Zeke Devereaux is forced into marriage by his father within less than a month. He successfully finds a bride using his wealth but their relationship starts on a rough road. The moment he saw her, he felt a deep yearning to make her his. As for Asteria, everything was just a means of escape and hideout for her as she continue to stage her missions while being tied to him by marriage. She took advantage of his obssesion towards her to continue staying by his side and being obscured from the Estarian government's sight. In the course of their married life, will he successfully capture her without getting captivated himself? Will his obsession with her eventually turn into love? Will he be able to love her truly? Will she honor his feelings towards her and reciprocate them? Or will she find this another chance to infiltrate deep into his family business and eventually into her country's enemy? Was marrying her even the right choice? Yearning, obssesion, love, duty, political struggle, guns, war, amidst all of these, will they find the right path into opening the doors of their hearts into the unknown.

The air in the penthouse was thick with unspoken words and the lingering heat of a shared victory. He stood before her, the ice in his gaze finally melted, revealing a raw vulnerability that stole the breath from her lungs. “This wasn’t part of the contract,” he murmured, his voice a rough caress as his thumb traced the line of her jaw. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird against the gilded cage of their agreement. “I know.” His fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck, tilting her face up to his. The world narrowed to the space between them, to the shocking warmth of his skin against hers. “Then tell me to stop, Ivy. Give me the rules. Give me the clause.” She should. Every instinct for self-preservation screamed at her to rebuild the walls, to remember he was her enemy, her jailer, her temporary husband. But as she looked into the stormy grey depths of his eyes, she saw not the ruthless CEO, but the man who had just looked at her daughter as if she were the most precious thing in the world. So, she didn’t speak. Instead, she rose onto her toes, closing the distance, her lips a breath away from his in a silent, devastating answer. The first kiss was not a conquest, but a surrender. It was not about revenge or contracts. It was a question, and in the shuddering breath he released against her mouth, she found her answer. The cold, platinum wedding band finally felt warm against her skin.

My husband's first love had been trapped in a car for an hour. After they pulled her out, his rage shifted onto me. “It’s your fault she got hurt,” he spat, his eyes blazing as he grabbed me. Before I could make sense of what was happening, he forced me into a wooden box, slamming the lid down with a deafening crack. “You’re going to feel every ounce of the pain she went through,” he hissed, nailing it shut. I pounded on the walls, my screams tearing through the air. “Please, I didn’t do anything! Let me out!” My throat burned with the effort, my fists aching, but nothing stopped him. “Stay in there until you’ve figured out how to act like a decent human being,” he said, his voice cold, dripping with contempt. Hours passed. My body twisted unnaturally in the tight space, bones throbbing as blood smeared the wood beneath me. I whispered into the dark, the pain unbearable. "Please… just let me out…" But he didn’t care. A week later, he returned, his laughter echoing with hers as they entered the house, carefree from their trip. He finally opened the box. But by then, I was already gone. The woman he locked away was no longer breathing, no longer pleading. Just a cold, silent corpse.

The year is 2304 and war has ravaged the world, leaving scattered communities. Keira, a headstrong 25-year-old, has joined the Eagle tribe with the goal of making a difference. Their primary mission is to take back Meraki, a planet that was intended only for the wealthy and privileged. For the past 50 years, raiders seeking riches have taken over Meraki and severed all communication. The Eagle tribe, trained by old war heroes, has been selected to assess the situation and is actively searching for scattered pieces of a space shuttle that was used to travel to Meraki. Keira is one of the few women who joined the force, as most women help out with daily necessities. She has no interest in marriage, but she can't help but react whenever Josh is nearby. Josh, newly appointed as second in command, has a string of women eagerly throwing hints of marriage, and he would stop at nothing to make them sway. His piercing green eyes, sun-kissed blonde hair, dashing dimples, and ripped physique due to excessive training would contribute to the madness. As fate would have it, she found herself crossing paths with Caleb - a master of manipulation with a dashing demeanor. Despite his apparent immunity to emotion, he exuded a commanding presence that was both cold and alluring. There was something dark and mysterious about him that drew her in, and she couldn't help but feel like he had a way of penetrating her guarded thoughts. Meraki is a place for dreams, a meaning to a better future, or maybe where dreams are now scattered by the selfish traits of men for self-gain.

My husband's first love was scalded by boiling water. To punish me, he forced me into a customized steamer half my height, turned the heat to its highest setting, and sealed me inside. "I'll make you feel the pain Jessica suffered a thousand times over!" Trapped in the suffocating space, my breath came in ragged gasps. Heat seared my skin, and my body felt as though it would melt. I sobbed, begging him for mercy. "Please! I'm going to die!" But he didn't look back. Holding his beloved in his arms, he walked away. He even locked the door after he left the room. "Don't worry, you won't die. This is the only way you'll understand Jessica's pain." Despair swallowed me whole. I screamed, my voice raw, but the boiling water beneath me splashed up, scalding my skin, stealing even the strength to cry. He left the country with Jessica that same night. A week passed before he finally remembered my existence. "That wretched woman must have learned her lesson by now. Let her out." What he didn't know was that the water had long since boiled away, the heat had faded, and inside the steamer, my corpse lay rotting—swarmed with maggots.