Novel & Cerita Walking Away With His Heir

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my stepbrother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.

NINETEEN year-old Elsa Welmat only has one job and that's to seduce the Alpha Heir of Blood moon pack into falling for her. Being the wolfless daughter of the dead Alpha, Damien Wyatt of Crest Lake Pack, her life has been hard and all she ever wants is to make those who caused her parents’ death pay. Pretending to be a maid, she entered the household of Alpha Nathan of Blood Moon Pack, hiding her true identity. To her, making the Alpha Heir fall for her was easier not until she realized that there's an unbeatable bond between both of them. Slowly she fell for the Alpha Heir unbeknownst to her that she's mated to the Alpha heir. Her world turned upside down. Torn between love and duty, she questioned all she had been told all her life. Somehow she stumbled upon the truth and realized she had been lied to. But could it be too late to undo what she had done or would her new love life go crash-landing when the Alpha heir discovers all her lies? Again, will she be able to save the Alpha Heir from those who want him dead before it's too late?

"Say it," Tenz growled, yanking her hips against the hood of his blacked-out car, his hand wrapped around her throat like a necklace made of danger. Kyoline's breath shuddered as his mouth traced her jaw, his fingers sliding under the hem of her leather skirt, teasing, threatening. "Say you're mine, or I'll make you say it with your teeth clenched and your legs shaking," he hissed, dragging his tongue along her collarbone. She smirked through the haze of lust and war. "I'm not yours, Tenz... I'm just letting you play with me until someone better comes to steal me." "Someone like who?" he spat. A cold voice answered from behind the shadows. "Like me," Isaac said. And just like that... the chaos began. --- Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. A mafia princess with ash in her veins and a Glock in her purse. Her childhood ended the day her father-a respected Made Man-was assassinated. Left for dead, she crawled from the ruins with nothing but vengeance and two younger siblings she'd kill for. Now eighteen and jaded, Kyoline bartends for mob rats by night, runs guns for a price, and slays in gold heels by morning. Love? It's not on the agenda. Survival is. Enter Tenz Jersey-her inked-up, lie-laced mafia beau. The man who f*cks like a god and lies like a sermon. He gives her fire, chaos, and a reason to breathe. He also gives her bruises she wears like medals and promises that vanish like smoke. She tells herself he's enough. Until Isaac. Cold. Calculating. Beautiful in a way that feels like a bullet wound. He shoves her into an unmarked SUV, claims he's NYPD, feeds her lies and cannoli-then laughs while she figures out he's actually the most lethal hitman.....

Fated mates are supposed to be sacred. Mine used the bond like a weapon. Alpha Alan — the most feared wolf in Blackthorn — was supposed to be my destiny. My protector. My home. Instead, he broke our bond, stripped my clan, imprisoned my family, and forced me to my knees on a cold stone floor. And called it mercy. I survived anyway. The Blood Moon Pack found me when I had nothing left but the will to keep breathing. And Alpha George — steady, gentle, chosen — gave me something Alan never could. Safety without chains. Love without conditions. A future I had stopped believing I deserved. I became his Luna. I rebuilt everything they took from me. I finally understood the difference between fate and choice — and chose to never be someone's possession again. Then Alan came back. And he didn't come alone. Something ancient stirs in the shadows behind him — older than pack law, older than broken bonds, older than anything I have ever faced. It doesn't care about politics or the past. It wants only one thing. My bloodline. My unborn twins. Everything I have fought to protect. I am no longer the girl who begged for mercy on a cold stone floor. I am a Luna. A mother. A woman who was broken by one Alpha and rebuilt herself into something none of them were prepared for. He thought rejecting me was the end of my story. It was only the beginning of his ruin. And I will burn every pack to the ground before I let my family fall.

I'd been married to my vampire husband for three years, and he had always cherished me like a treasure. He held me close every night before I went to sleep. He never let go of my hand when we went out. He worried, always, that I might get hurt. A common cold was enough to make him cancel everything and stay up all night beside me. James told me no one in the world mattered more to him than I did. Everyone said he loved me to pieces. I believed it too. Until the day of the ceremony — the night he was supposed to turn me into a vampire. A woman who should have been dead walked back into his life. She had my face, tear-streaked, calling his name in a small voice. That was when I understood. I'd only ever been the stand-in for the woman he couldn't let go of. My stubbornness, my refusal to give up — all of it broke under the disappointment that kept piling up. So I gave up on him for good. I decided to keep our child to myself, and disappear from his world without a word. But later, he came back. Down on his knees, again and again, begging me to come home.

Alejandro Sancho was born to rule. Well-loved by many and respected by his subordinates. He ruled Spain after his father's sudden death, and he became ruthless and strict. Not until he meets the young and gorgeous Cameron Bailey. Alejandro falls in love, he started to believe that rainbows are real and so is Cameron. They are perfect for each other until they were shuttered by betrayal. Cameron was accused of being a cheater and leaves the castle heartbroken. Alejandro turns his back on her. After long months Alejandro found out that Cameron is striving for a life she did not deserve. What's more? Alejandro was surprised when he found out that Cameron is pregnant. And a million-dollar question dancing on his head. Who is the father? Alejandro demands that Cameron should go back to Spain. But Cameron was so mad at Alejandro. Cameron learned to stand up for herself and decides that she deserves more after being badly misjudged and mistreated by the only person she loved. Is love will conquer after being shattered by pain and betrayal? Are they willing to forget the past mistake and learned to forgive? A journey of two souls who are bound for each other, and are they going to make it past seemingly impossible obstacles?

Alpha Leonardo destroyed my pack, killed my father for a misunderstanding. He allowed me to live because he wanted to mock my father. Nineteen years later, I became a slut - fucking different men for money and survival. Fortunately, I heard one of his men talking about fertility portion which Alpha Leonardo’s woman was supposed to take. The bastard was heirless and that portion was the only way. I took the portion and he laid with me. Now I have his child in my belly and I escaped with his heir knowing fully well he had one chance at childbirth. Just one. And even when we meet by chance, he would never know I was that woman. And I would raise his heir to murder him like he massacred my entire pack!

Princess Elara Windsor never wanted the throne, just one night of freedom before her sister forces her back to royal duty. But her last wild night ends in the arms of a tattooed stranger whose touch ruins her…and sets her fate. No names. No promises. No consequences. Until the next morning, when Elara returns home…and discovers the man she slept with is Prince Damon Valen, the man her sister is destined to marry and the future king of two kingdoms. Worse: Elara is carrying his child. Bound by law, trapped by bloodlines, and hunted by those who would kill the unborn heir, Elara is forced into a deadly game of power, lies, and forbidden longing. In a palace fueled by betrayal, where her sister becomes queen and her lover becomes her enemy, Elara must choose: Expose the truth and destroy a kingdom… or protect the man she can never have.

My love story with my Don husband was once the model relationship for couples all across Edale. But after his sudden death, the notary informed me that I was not the first in line to inherit his estate. I froze. Christian Fuzio was an only child. His parents had long passed away. We had no children. If I wasn't the first in line, then who was? That was when the boy walked in. His face was a perfect copy of Zoe Sgotti, Christian's assistant. The boy crossed his arms and sneered. "Mrs. Fuzio, the person my father loved most in his life was my mother. Of course, most of the inheritance belongs to us." Rae… Ray… Only then did I realize that the name he had whispered on his deathbed was never mine. I lunged forward to question Ray, but he shoved me into the traffic. The moment my head slammed against the ground, darkness swallowed everything. When I opened my eyes once more… I stared at my young, strong hands. Feeling the life that I had once lost growing inside me, I finally understood that I had been given another chance. Christian, this time, I no longer wanted your fake love. I would grant the three of you all the happiness that you wanted.

Zeke, a street-smart thief with a knack for slipping into places he doesn’t belong and vanishing before anyone notices. But his luck runs out when he steals a gemstone unlike any other—one that belonged to a monster. Darius is no ordinary dragon. Cursed and trapped in a half-shifted form, he’s been waiting centuries for the stone that could set him free. And now, it’s in the soul of a cocky, sharp-tongued thief who has no idea what he’s just done. The moment Darius sees Zeke, another, far more dangerous truth becomes clear—Zeke isn’t just the one who stole his salvation. He’s his mate. Furious at fate for chaining him to a mortal, Darius takes Zeke captive, torn between wanting to break him and needing to claim him. But Zeke has no intention of playing the obedient prisoner. He’s spent his whole life running, and no dragon is going to keep him caged. Yet as they clash, the heat between them turns into something neither of them can control. And when the wizard who cursed Darius returns, demanding blood, Zeke faces a choice—escape and save himself, or stay and risk everything for the dragon who might just be his greatest heist yet.