When His Eyes Open Novel Novels & Stories

He rejected her when she was weak. She rose when he lost her. Now the Alpha kneels before the Luna he broke.

One keystroke can dismantle an empire. One touch can burn it all down. Zlliot “Zli” Lukeson is known as The Ledger. A forensic accountant for the elite Camelot Unit, he doesn’t kill with bullets—he kills with bank accounts. Driven by the cold, jagged memory of his sister’s execution, he’s spent years tracking the blood money of the Crimson Dragons. He’s calculated every move, accounted for every risk, and prepared for every variable. Except for Ronan Hwan. Ronan is the Syndicate’s crown prince—a brilliant, rebellious lion drowning in the shadow of his ruthless matriarch mother. He’s hedonistic, sharp-edged, and plagued by a pain only power can numb. When a mysterious, observant stranger named "Mike" walks into his nightclub, Ron doesn't just see a conquest; he sees a challenge he’s been craving his entire life. What starts as a lethal game of cat-and-mouse in a New York penthouse spirals into a volatile collision of grappling, shattered glass, and forbidden heat. Zli is there to steal Ron’s secrets; Ron is determined to keep the man who tried to kill him. Now, trapped between a vengeful agency and a possessive mafia heir, Zli must decide: is he the predator, or has he finally met the man who will put him in a gilded cage? In the city of New York, the numbers always balance. But when vengeance meets obsession, the cost is more than either man can afford to pay.

"You owe me, Isabel. I married you just for revenge." Emerson's cold voice cut through me. The man I loved betrayed me in the most ruthless way imaginable. In his heart, I was never more than a shadow of his first love, Lilith—the woman who destroyed my life. After the heartbreak of losing my baby, the diagnosis of a malignant tumor was another cruel blow. But Emerson wasn't done. He delivered one final, devastating strike: my father, now in a vegetative state, might have committed an unforgivable crime. The weight of it all nearly crushed my will to live. Yet when I finally walked away, Emerson became desperate to win me back. But why? Wasn’t this exactly what he wanted all along?

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.

"What the fuck—” I started. He looked up at me. His lips were wet, swollen. He licked them slowly, like he was savoring the taste. “Keep your hands where I left them,” he said. My jaw clenched. My knuckles went white against the bedsheets. I didn’t speak. I just watched him. He lowered his mouth again, slower this time. His tongue circled the tip, then slid down the side. I felt every second of it. Every inch. He paused halfway down and looked up at me again. “You like this too much.” My throat tightened. I didn’t answer. “Bet you’ve never let anyone make you beg.” *** Callum Kesington isn’t just a billionaire CEO. He doesn’t believe in love. He believes in control and power.But when his estranged brother resurfaces through a cryptic call, dragging him into a trail of files, threats, and old betrayals, everything he's built starts to crack. Remy Beckett, a rising star in the culinary world, is no strang to love but one man has him unraveled. A single dinner at Remy’s restaurant ignites an attraction that shakes Callum’s carefully guarded world. He’s never wanted a man before. Never craved the scrape of stubble against his skin or the heat of rough hands pinning him down. But Remy? He’s all Callum can think about. A shadowy attack leaves Remy bleeding in Callum’s arms, and suddenly, this isn’t about desire. It's about survival. Someone wants Remy dead, and Callum’s brother is at the center of it. Now, Callum must confront the ruthless empire he built, the family who betrayed him, and the truth he’s been denying.

"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.....

Doris thought the hardest part of her life was finally over the night she walked away from the man she wasted six years loving. She was wrong. After a humiliating breakup and a car accident that leaves her nearly broke, Doris clings to the only good thing she has left an interview invitation from Delvian Group, one of the most powerful companies in New York. She tells herself all she needs to do is survive the job, save enough money to rebuild her life, and stay out of trouble. Then she meets Delvis. The kind of man people lower their voices around without realizing it. The kind of man who looks at you once and somehow makes it feel like he already knows everything about you. Doris first meets him on the worst night of her life, but she does not realize the stranger from the accident is actually the CEO she is about to work for until it is already too late to run. Working for Delvis is nothing like she expected. The office is beautiful, expensive, and controlled down to the smallest detail, but underneath all that perfection, something feels wrong. People are nervous around him. Files disappear. Conversations stop when she walks in. His name barely exists online, and the deeper Doris digs, the more she realizes her boss is not just some wealthy businessman from Singapore. His family is tied to something darker. And then there is Ethan, Delvis’s charming fiancé, who smiles too easily, speaks too softly, and somehow makes Doris feel safe in a world that suddenly doesn’t. But safety inside Delvis’s world comes with a price. Because the deeper Doris falls into their lives, the harder it becomes to tell who is protecting her… and who is slowly destroying her.

In the ruthless city of Highcrest, power is everything and Alpha Commander Riven Kaelthorne has it in absolute measure. Cold, arrogant, and untouchable, Riven has built his authority on control and a vow never to bond. Destiny, to him, is nothing more than a weakness dressed up as fate. Ari, an unranked Omega with no pack and no protection, has survived by staying quiet and invisible. But one violent night shatters that safety, igniting a forbidden bond between them one Riven publicly rejects and the ruling Council swiftly condemns. To them, Ari is a threat to stability. To Riven’s command, he is a liability that must be erased. Ordered to ignore the bond and pushed out of Riven’s life, Ari is forced to endure rejection not just from the Alpha who claimed him in the dark but from a system designed to protect power at any cost. As political pressure tightens and danger closes in, Riven’s control begins to crack, and denial becomes far more dangerous than desire.

Allie's life transformed from grass to grace after Aaron's father saw her roaming about at night in the rain. She was offered basic amenities and loved by the Smiths except Aaron who made her life a living hell. He never admitted to being attracted to Allie for some egoistic and personal reasons. He tried his best to fight his feelings for her but it defied him since that was what his heart desires.  Years passed and Aaron departed to continue his studies overseas. When he came back, he managed his father's once-abandoned fashion brand company and eventually expanded it by applying his fabulous skills in marketing strategy. He made it among the top chains across Europe. Aaron and Allie finally had to ignore their malice when caught in an unexpected condition with Aaron's enemy. Allie decided to make a secret investigation into why two enemies who were once inseparable friends wouldn't mind spilling blood on themselves. Upon that, she found traces of her heritage, and Aaron's dark past was also unleashed. The two lovers faced a heavy crisis to give their love a chance.

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.