Whispering Vine Novels & Stories

When the moon turns black, blood will choose its master. Kaelira Voss was never meant to lead—only to obey. Branded as a volatile wolf with a dangerous temper, she spends her life fighting for scraps of respect from a pack that will never trust her. But when a dying boy stumbles across the border whispering of experiments, moonfire, and a coming plague, Kaelira’s act of mercy ignites a chain of events that will change everything. The Lycan King, Zevran Kaelith, arrives to reclaim what’s his: the fugitive boy and the secrets he carries. But when Kaelira’s blood destroys the curse consuming him, Zevran sees the impossible—witchcraft flowing through a wolf’s veins. Bound by ancient magic neither understands, the two become reluctant allies as an ancient prophecy awakens beneath the rising Black Moon. Haunted by visions of her dead mother and hunted by both her former Alpha and the High Lunar Dominion, Kaelira must master the power buried in her blood before it consumes her completely. But the closer she gets to the truth, the harder it becomes to ignore the pull between her and the cold, infuriating king who swore he’d never love again. Enemies by birth. Fated by blood. Together, they are the spark that could burn kingdoms—or save them. Blood of the Black Moon is a dark fantasy romance filled with betrayal, power, and slow-burn passion between a fierce female lead and the Lycan king destined to destroy—or worship—her. Perfect for fans of forbidden bonds, hidden magic, and enemies-to-lovers tension that hurts so good.

“Fuck me harder, Daddy… I need you to ruin me.” My broken plea spilled out as Ryan drove into me relentlessly, his thick cock stretching me to the edge of pain, his rough palm cracking against my ass while he yanked my hair back. “That’s my filthy little princess,” he growled against my ear, slamming deeper until I shattered around him. “I’m gonna fuck this sweet pussy raw, choke you till you see stars, breed you till you’re dripping my cum down your thighs. Beg for it louder, baby girl—tell Daddy how much you want to be marked, owned, completely fucking destroyed.” Ava Carter’s carefully ordered world cracked the day she moved back into her dad’s house after college and a soul-crushing year of dead-end jobs. Heart bruised from a toxic ex, confidence shattered after a rejection letter, she accepted the only offer that came—personal assistant to Ryan Hale, her father’s best friend and the dangerously hot architect who’d always been off-limits. One late night at the office turns into forbidden fire. He takes her roughly, whispering dark promises while old threats resurface. Will she surrender everything to the man who protects and possesses her? Or will the scorching taboo finally burn them both? “Good girl. Now swallow every last drop like you were made for it.”

“You destroyed me once,” Luca growled, pinning Bianca against the safe house wall. “Now it’s my turn.” His mouth crashed down on hers in a fierce, angry kiss. Bianca tried to resist, but her body melted under his touch. Clothes tore. Strong hands lifted her. In one brutal thrust, Luca took her virginity, claiming what should never be his. “Luca!” she cried out in shock and pleasure. He moved harder, deeper, whispering dark promises against her neck. Hours later, Bianca woke naked in Luca's arms. She's married to his brother but completely ruined by him. And the scariest part? She didn’t want it to end. ~~••°♡°••~~ Betrayed by her fiancé and best friend, Bianca Rossi lost her father and empire in one bloody night. Desperate, she married powerful businessman Marco Falcone for protection, only to discover his dangerous brother is her high school rival, Luca Falcone. The same man she once destroyed. The same man who hates her with burning passion. On her wedding night, when her vengeful ex attacks, Marco entrusts Bianca to Luca. “Protect her with your life,” he says, not knowing he gave her on a silver platter. Now trapped in a forbidden fire, Bianca finds herself craving the brother-in-law who wants to ruin her. Hate turns to obsession. One night changes everything. Married to one brother. Owned by the other. Will she survive the dangerous desire… or will she fall completely?

"You were going to be my father-in-law." This is messed up. Gripping my chin, he kisses me. "And now, I'm your plaything, someone you call daddy and get pleasure from. No one will know. Stop thinking about others, or should I stop?" he asks. Ruby, finds her fiance cheating on her, he mocks her and tells her he used her to fool his father into giving him his inheritance early. Ruby's friends suggest she makes a s*x list, which she does, and one night, she is forced to go to her ex-fiance's fathers place to get some of her items she had left there. Only, Alaric, her ex-fiances father has no idea they have split up, and is genuinely shocked when he sees the listed that Ruby created, and one moment of madness, turns into a secret affair between them. Book Two: My four brothers raised me from a young age after my parents death. Their friend Grayson had always lived with us, and I hated him. He seemed to get pleasure from telling my brothers things about me. That all changed, though, when I watched an explicit movie with him, and later found him in the shower pleasuring himself while whispering my name. My brothers will kill him, they may even kill me, but we can't stop ourselves. Something about this been forbidden, makes it so much better.

When Prince Aurelian is dragged before the Alpha King Vael, bloodied and shackled, he expects to die. Vael’s pack razed his kingdom, slaughtered his people—and now, Aurelian is nothing but a spoil of war. But fate is cruel. The gods made Aurelian his mate. Vael should kill him. Instead, he stares at the prince’s trembling lips, the delicate curve of his throat, the fire in his eyes, and all he can think about is how cruel the gods are and badly he wants to ruin him. "You hate me?” Vael murmured as he loomed over me, brushing his lips over the edge of my jaw and to the tip of my fingers too slow, too deliberate. One hand pinned my chest. The other dragged down his body until he gripped the base of his cock, still slick and half-hard, veins bulging like it hurt to hold back. “Good,” he growled. “I want you weeping when I take you—cursing me through clenched teeth while I fuck the fury out of your bones.” But Aurelian is not some broken thing to be claimed. A voice calls to him in the dark, a forgotten god whispering promises of power, revenge and freedom. All Aurelian has to do is surrender. Let it in. Let it take control. As rebellion brews and lust poisons every breath between them, Vael’s wolf wants to claim. Aurelian wants to destroy. But the bond is stronger than hate—and hunger always wins.

In the shadowed kingdom of Nocturne, where ancient Lycans rule with iron claws and unbreakable wills, Omega Elara Thorne is offered as tribute from her indebted pack—a fragile sacrifice to secure their fragile peace. At the grand mating ceremony under a blood-red moon, fate cruelly binds her to the most feared ruler alive: Kael Draven, the Ruthless Lycan King. Towering and scarred, with storm-gray eyes that promise death to his enemies, Kael rejects her on the spot. "I will not be weakened by a low-born Omega," he snarls publicly, severing their sacred bond and shattering her soul. Cast out, disowned, and broken, Elara flees into the wilderness, only to be rescued by Ronan Hale, a kind-hearted Alpha who offers her sanctuary—and perhaps a love untainted by cruelty. But as Elara's hidden Silver Blood awakens, unleashing powers that could heal or destroy the Lycan throne, Kael begins to unravel. The severed bond haunts him with unrelenting rage and forbidden visions of the woman he cast aside. Possessive instincts he long buried surge to life, whispering that she was never a weakness... but his only salvation. When rebellion threatens Nocturne and an ancient prophecy names Elara as the key to the kingdom's fate, Kael must confront the monster he became. Will he claim the Omega he rejected before another takes her forever? Or will his ruthless pride cost him the one mate destined to tame his beast? A steamy rejected mate romance filled with betrayal, awakening power, and a king's desperate grovel. Weak to strong heroine. Possessive anti-hero. Second chance at fated love.

In the blood-soaked streets of Chicago, Luca Moretti is the most feared heir in the mafia underworld. Ruthless, ice-cold, and untouchable, he rules the Moretti empire with a blade and a smile that never reaches his eyes. Three years ago, he personally ended the Voss family every last member in a raid that left only one survivor: Alexei Voss, 28, the ghost enforcer who once tried to assassinate him and succeeded in killing Luca’s brother. Now Luca has Alexei in his steel-and-obsidian penthouse, chained to the bed when he’s not on his knees. Every escape attempt is met with punishment: glass pressed to his back, blood on the sheets, and Luca’s voice whispering that this war is far from over. Alexei hates him with every breath. Luca hates him even more until the night Alexei is pregnant and the truth destroys every plan Luca ever had. What begins as pure vengeance becomes something darker, filthier, and far more dangerous. Luca decides Alexei belongs to him forever. Alexei decides he will burn the world down to destroy Luca’s empire… unless that empire is the only thing that can keep his child safe. With knife-play that leaves them both shaking, public-risk fucks in the back of armored SUVs, and moments where hate and love twist so tightly they feel the same, they fight an empire, each other, and the child growing between them. In the end, two monsters from a war that should have ended them both discover they were never the enemy they were the only home either of them ever needed.

“I died for love once.” “So why the hell am I alive?” Victor gave up everything to save the two men he loved. His kingdom, throne and life. Ten years later, he wakes up inside the body of a struggling fairy with a failed marriage, a son he barely remembers, and a life that has never felt like his own. Then one look at the Supreme King changes everything. His memories come crashing back. The monster inside him awakens. And the last thing Victor remembers before dying is whispering… “I love you, J.” But Jayden doesn’t recognize him. How could he? Victor wears another man’s face. While Victor convinces himself that Jayden and Sammy have already forgotten him and moved on with their perfect lives, the truth is far more heartbreaking. Jayden is dying. His mate mark has returned after ten years, burning through his skin and screaming that Victor is alive. Sammy has searched every kingdom without finding a single trace of the Vampire King. Now everyone believes Victor has been reborn as a child… Completely unaware that the man they’ve been searching for has been standing in the Fairy Realm all along. “I found you…” Victor whispered. “But… do I even want you back anymore?” When love survives death, memories return too late, and fate gives a second chance wrapped in a stranger’s face, will three broken souls find their way back to each other… Or was some love only ever meant to exist once?

This is the ninth year Dante and I have honored the Month of No Masters. The Corinni family's heir apparent believes this will make our relationship last longer. For one month after our dating anniversary each year, he is free, and we stay out of each other's lives. If either of us finds someone more suitable, we are to wish them well. If not, we go back to the way things were after a month. Around me, the men of the family are spraying champagne with abandon. "To another year of freedom! Congratulations to our Underboss on reclaiming his bachelor status!" "The family betting pool is open! Place your bets on the left if you think they'll still get married, and on the right if you think it's over for good!" Through the hazy cigar smoke, I sat on the corner of a leather sofa, a cold observer, as if this whole farce had nothing to do with me. Dante's hand was curled around Scarlett's waist as he brushed past me, whispering, "Don't get any ideas. You'll always be my only Donna." "I'm a kite. No matter how far I fly, the string is always in your hand." I pressed my cold fingers against the gentle swell of my belly, my expression a blank mask. Dante, this time at the family's betting table, I'm putting my money on "the end." I'm going to vanish from your world completely. That kite string you're so proud of? Tonight, I'm cutting it myself.

In a world ruled by wolves and blood-bound hierarchies, Alessia, the once-proud daughter of the Moonglade Pack, watches her life crumble into ash. Betrayed by the Council and branded as the daughter of a traitor, she is sold at a brutal auction—nothing more than property to be claimed. Her spirit, though battered, remains unbroken. It is there, among jeering alphas and blood-stained floors, that Damian Blackthorn steps from the shadows. Without hesitation, he claims Alessia—not for pleasure, not for mercy, but for reasons even he doesn’t fully understand. Alessia’s arrival at Blackthorn Manor is met with fear, resentment, and whispered rebellion. The pack does not accept her. Rowen, a cunning omega with dreams of revolt, sows seeds of rebellion within the pack, whispering that a true Luna would be chosen, not bought. Beyond the manor walls, greater threats gather. Kael Ironclaw, Alpha of a savage rival pack, covets Alessia for reasons deeper than the mate bond. Whispers of an ancient Blood Moon prophecy rise—one that speaks of a Luna born from betrayal who will either save the shifter world... or destroy it. Amid growing tensions, assassinations are attempted. Trust fractures. Friends become enemies. As the Blood Moon nears, Alessia unearths dark truths: her father’s betrayal may have been a lie spun by the Council to cover darker secrets. Alessia herself carries a dormant power that the Blood Moon will awaken—power enough to change the fate of wolves forever. In the final battle beneath the Blood Moon’s gaze, she faces the ultimate truth: some fates are not chosen.And when the dust settles, Alessia and Damian will stand together—not because fate demanded it, but because they fought for it.