Wizeman Nights Novels & Stories

"I'm a mess, trying to fix what I became and for your own good maybe you should walk away." — Zayn Cole Santiago. On the surface Zayn Santiago has everything. A powerful name, a prestigious law degree within reach and a father who runs the country's most influential firm. But beneath the surface is a man held together by anger and adrenaline, spending his nights in underground fighting rings and illegal street races, chasing the only feeling that drowns out the silence his mother left behind when she took her life. By day he's the son of the prospective president. By night he's a completely different kind of dangerous. He bleeds for fun and calls it living. Aliya Martinez is a 21-year-old pre-law student with an ambition to become one of the best lawyers in the world. She’s the calm to his storm, The light to his darkness, The peace he never knew he needed, And the perfection in his ruin. Like fire and gasoline, they were never supposed to cross paths, but one night was all it took to turn everything upside down. When Zayn saves a drunk girl from a club, he thinks that’s the end of it—until a photograph surfaces of him carrying an unconscious girl into his penthouse at 2 a.m. With his father, Eduardo Santiago, running for the presidency, the scandal threatens everything. The solution is simple. An arranged engagement between Zayn and the girl. For two years. What starts as a fake relationship turns into something far more complicated as real feelings surface and buried secrets threaten to destroy everything they’ve built. Some secrets don't stay buried. Some feelings don't stay fake. Some pasts should never collide. But some ruins are far too beautiful to walk away from.

CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ 🔞⚠️ 🔞 These are not innocent stories. What's inside these pages is not for the faint hearted. Explicit content, raw desire, and stories that cross every line. You've been warned. Deliciously. •••• Adrian's huge length pulled out and plunged back in mercilessly. "Fuck!" "Take it all you sneaky little fuck." "Ahhhh. Yes." My ass was up in the air in his bedroom. I arched my back so hard it might not straighten out again. My dick was leaking so much precum and I was so damn close. He flipped me around, my back now on the bed. Without wasting time he thrust back inside me again with his thick veiny mouth watering cock. "Fuck fuck fuck. Ahhh..." "Fucking slut." He grunts as he pounds into me. "You can't get enough of this dick." "Yes...fuck yes I can't." "Good." "Ahhhh...mmmm..." My hands tightened around the sheets. I was so close to going over the edge. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled my ears plus the sound of my screams. Heat curled up low in my stomach. "Ahhhhhhhh..." •••• Some cravings don't ask for permission. Sins Worth Keeping is a collection of stories about men who want what they cannot have and reach for it anyway. In dark corners, empty locker rooms, late nights that last too long and hotel rooms that know too many secrets. These are not love stories that play it safe. These are the ones that burn. Find your quietest corner. Turn the pages and try to breathe normally. Fair warning — once you start, stopping will feel like the hardest thing you've ever done. Don't say you weren't warned. ⚠️🖤

Kyra Hopkins doesn’t believe in marriage and long term relationships. She co-manages her dream job with her two best friends Lily and Bipasha. With the two worried about her no-dating state, they hit a club with plans to GET KYRA LAID. In a White tiny dress they leave her in a bar nurturing a glass of water and pondering what exactly her newest client’s birthday party theme should be. Horses or cars. That’s what she voices out to the sinfully hot man who took the seat beside hers. And he’s got Kyra’s feet feeling like they were lit on fire. Worst of all, she got what it meant to have butterflies flutter in your stomach walls. Best of all, the man knows what she wants and he wants it too and more. Kyra got in for the ride of her life, planned for a weekend because remember? Kyra doesn’t do long term. But then, neither is Nicholai Damien Ivanov or Sin as he’s more popularly known as into long term relationships. One night stands or at a stretch a weekend fling. Why does the angel in white getting stuck in his head and refusing to leave? Why couldn’t his PI track her from the little information she dropped about herself. The questions haunted his nights and refused to leave until he caught sight of his Angel in a black dress on another man’s arm, then his sister hugged her referring to her as Kyra while his Angel introduced herself to him as April. Sin got his answer and meant to show her how much they weren’t over yet. In fact they hadn’t even begun. It was just the beginning of Nicholai Ivanov’s obsession with his one-night stand.

Adrian Wells just wants to be left alone. Quiet nights, warm tea, and his sketchpad are all he needs to survive in a world that has taken too much from him already. Scarred by the fire that claimed his family and plagued by anxiety that keeps him from truly living, Adrian has grown used to solitude. But someone else has been watching—and waiting. When a black box appears at his doorstep, filled with unsettlingly personal gifts, Adrian brushes it off as a prank. But the messages grow bolder. The intrusions into his life become impossible to ignore. Someone knows him. Someone sees him. And that someone is Evan Thorn. Evan isn’t just a stalker—he’s a protector in his own twisted way. Rich, intelligent, and obsessive, he believes Adrian is his to love, to shield, to possess. From anonymous letters to watching from the shadows, Evan orchestrates a careful descent into Adrian’s world, eliminating anyone who gets too close. But he isn’t the only one watching. When a more violent rival stalker emerges, Adrian finds himself caught between two versions of danger: the chaos of the unknown and the devil he’s slowly come to understand. As the walls close in, Adrian is forced to rely on Evan—the very man who shattered his sense of safety. What begins as fear turns into something darker: a toxic intimacy that blurs the line between captor and comfort. As Adrian starts to feel seen for the first time in his life, he questions whether love can grow in the shadows—or if it’s just another kind of cage. In a story about obsession, trauma, what, If someone breaks you just to put you back together, is that still love? And when you finally escape them, do they ever really leave?

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.

⚠️Warning: Extremely explicit content. For mature readers only. “Fuck me harder, Derrick,” I moaned, bent over the boardroom table with my skirt around my waist and legs spread wide. The powerful CEO slammed into me from behind, his thick cock stretching my dripping pussy as papers scattered everywhere. “Right there… yes! Ruin me!” He gripped my hips harder, pounding me mercilessly. “You talk too much shit during negotiations, Zara. Now take this dick like the dirty girl you are.” Welcome to American Heatwave: A Steamy Hot Collection, the ultimate collection of raw, addictive, and extremely explicit erotic short stories. From the ruthless CEO bending his sharp-tongued negotiator over the boardroom table, to the ripped neighbor filling his married housewife with thick cum by the pool… from the dominant professor strap-on fucking her bratty student while the Dean is right outside, to the stranger on the red-eye who destroys a stressed businesswoman in the airplane bathroom and all night in his hotel suite. Each of the 50 standalone stories delivers non-stop steamy action that starts from the very first chapter and never lets up. Expect: 💦Filthy dirty talk💦 💦 Intense power play💦 💦Multiple explosive orgasms💦 💦Creampies, squirting, risky public sex, and more💦 These aren’t just quick hookups. These are passionate, addictive encounters between complex, magnetic characters you’ll fall in love with, even as they break every rule. Late nights in luxury penthouses. Sweaty gym sessions. Forbidden office affairs. Dangerous affairs next door. If you crave hot, explicit, and emotionally charged erotica that leaves you breathless and craving more… this collection is your new obsession🥵 50 Stories. 50 Forbidden Flames. How many can you handle before you reach your limit?

For eight years, I lived as a wife no one knew existed, built my life in silence, loving a man who never truly saw me. I gave him everything and he gave me nothing but cold nights…and quiet tears I cried alone. Still, I stayed. Day after days. Years after years. Enduring. Hoping. And breaking…slowly. Not until she came back. His first love. And he didn’t just welcome her into his wife, he brought her into our matrimonial home, right on our matrimonial bed. And the little girl I raised in my arms…now calls her momma. Choosing her over me. He thought I would stay. He believed I would keep loving him the way I always had—quietly, and endlessly—no matter what he did to me. But he thought wrong. Because that day…something inside me shattered, and something far more dangerous took his place. So I left. No tears. No begging. No looking back. And when I returned… I made sure I wasn’t the woman he remembered. Now, I stand beside a man the world fears. A man who doesn’t hide me. A man who looks at me like I am everything. “Stay away from her. She’s my wife.” Clyde growled, his hand tightening into a fist. I almost laughed. Because for the first time in eight years…those words meant nothing to me. He broke me once. Now he wants me back. But I didn’t come back for love. I came back to take everything he ever chose over me.

After our company's IPO approval is granted, my boyfriend, Derek Calloway, finally agrees to publicize our relationship at the celebratory banquet. Derek and I have been in a relationship for seven years. For so long, he refuses to make our relationship official. He always cites the fact that office romance is forbidden in the company, and that he, as the CEO, should follow through as a prime example. On the night of the banquet, I wait for the news to be broken with bated breath and unadulterated delight. But when Derek stands on the stage, he chooses to utter the name of the new recruit who has just joined the company for two months—Jocelyn Grant. "It's all thanks to Jocelyn's contributions to the project that our company gets to go public. She's the MVP of our company." I just stand beneath the stage, completely stunned. For a moment, I don't know how to react. I'm the main person in charge of that project, and I'm the one who's contributed the most to that project. Not only have I stayed up countless nights working hard on it, but I also got hospitalized a few times because of it. Soon, I receive Derek's text message. "Jocelyn has just joined this line of work. She needs a project to help spruce her resume up. Just let her receive the credits this once. "We'll discuss more on publicizing our relationship in the future." I can only grip my phone so tightly that my fingertips go white. Finally, I key in one word. "Okay." Jocelyn can have the project. She can also have my position as the director. Heck, she's free to have Derek, my now ex-boyfriend. I'd like to see how these assholes can pass the subsequent trials without me.

Atzi lived a pretty peaceful life and loved it very much, but there was something that troubled Atzi constantly. Atzi only felt something that was like a hole inside her. Many nights, she had a mysterious dream of a tall and handsome man being at her side but his face was unknown to her. She soon was convinced to go traveling once again to find her missing piece. Motus was a well known Alpha of the Silent Moon Clan. Motus grew up with his siblings. Being the youngest Motus got more attention. His brothers devised a plan to ruin any chance of Motus becoming an Alpha. They were forced to challenge Motus on the Announcement Day; and ended up in a sibling division, an unfair curse, and hatred spread between them. Going home, Atzi hears a commotion coming from the nearby treeline. Her curious nature led her to an injured husky dog. she takes the dog in and decides to keep him as her pet after being unsuccessful in finding his owners, unaware of who she really has in her hands. Over the course of a few weeks, she treats the husky like any other dog: Motus feels instant humiliation and plans to leave. He at times senses a weak power inside her. On a nightly walk, Motus catches the scent of something all too familiar to him; Thinking they are coming from him, he slips away. He soon realizes it's not him they are after..but Atzi. He suddenly had a strong pull towards this female that is very rare. He rushes back to see her body glowing. He now knows she's who he's been searching for. As for Atzi, her empty feeling starts to feel more filled the longer she's around. Could this be who she was missing?

Maya has never known safety. Under her father’s roof, cruelty was law. He was a feared hunter to the outside world, but to her he was worse—an abuser who left scars on her body and shadows in her mind. His control reached so far that even in the darkest nights, she felt the threat of something no daughter should endure. He told her her mother was dead, but the truth was crueler: Nova, her mother, was alive, a werewolf locked away by his hand. Maya’s only escape is hockey. On the ice, she is fast, fierce, and untouchable. When a scholarship offers her freedom, she seizes it,desperate to outrun the past. But at her new school, silence and scars mark her as an outsider. Cruel whispers follow, especially from Lia, the golden Luna-to-be. Yet on the rink, Maya shines, and it is there Liam—the future Alpha—feels the impossible: the mate bond. Bound to Lia but drawn to Maya, his struggle only deepens the storm around them. Strange changes begin. Wounds heal overnight, anger shatters sticks in her grip, and her dreams whisper of silver eyes and forgotten power. When her own eyes flash with that same light, fear spreads through the pack. The truth unravels—her father has conspired with Lia’s mother and a witch to keep Nova imprisoned and Maya controlled. When Maya’s wolf finally awakens, it is no ordinary shift. Her form is larger, darker, a hybrid no one can name. In the battle against those who sought to break her, Maya unleashes a power that nearly destroys everything, even Liam. Her father is dead,Nova is free, Lia is disgraced. Yet Maya stands on uncertain ground, her power a beacon for enemies still to come. Her story has only begun.