THE BILLIONAIRE VAMPIRE ROMANCE
I’ve loved Kendall Jason for eleven years—through mergers, moves, and midnight calls that always ended too abruptly. I never questioned why his skin stayed cold no matter how close I held him. Why he only ate garlic-free meals. Why our bed was always empty by 2 a.m. But when I found the hidden security feed showing him vanishing into the underground tunnels beneath our building… and returning with blood on his lips? That’s when I realized: the man I’m engaged to doesn’t sleep at night. He hunts.I wasn’t supposed to be awake. But insomnia had me scrolling through the home security app at 3:17 a.m.—and there he was. Kendall. My fiancé. Stepping out of the service elevator in the basement garage, his white shirt splattered with something dark. Not wine. Too thick. Too red.
He moved like liquid shadow, heading for the black sedan. I zoomed in. His mouth… it was stained. And his eyes—reflecting the dim light like a cat’s. My breath froze. Then the screen glitched. When it came back, he was gone.
I checked the logs. No entry. No exit. Just a gap from 2:48 to 3:22. Like the system erased him.
My hands shook as I pulled up the file Elias Grant—some guy Kendall paid weekly for ‘consulting.’ His address led to a shuttered clinic in Queens. Abandoned. But the front door was smeared with fresh blood.
Now I’m standing here, staring at the knife block in our kitchen. Do I confront him when he gets back? Run while I still can? Or follow the trail to whatever hell he’s hiding?
King Patrick
works: 11
THE WEREWOLF'S NIGHT
I used to hunt because it was in my blood. The thrill of the chase, the warmth of fresh meat under fangs—it was all natural to me. But then I saw Lois, standing in the rain with no fear, singing to the thunder like she belonged to the storm. Now I don’t want to kill. Now I want to protect. And that makes me a traitor to the Clan. They say no one escapes the pack. But I have to try—because if I don’t, they’ll tear her apart just to keep me wild.
K-POP DEMON HUNTERS (THE BOOK)
I never thought belting out high notes could save lives. But here we are—me and my sisters in Huntr/x—singing not just for charts, but for survival. Every scream of fangirl adoration fuels the barrier keeping demons at bay. And now? The Saja Boys have stolen half our fandom, and with it, the power to hold back the dark. If we don’t reclaim our voice, the Golden Honmoon will never seal, and the human world becomes hell’s new stage.
MORE THAN BESTIES
We made a pact—just friends, just sex, no love. Greyson, Janette, and I swore it would never go deeper. But when he walked into that restaurant and fell for Amanda, something inside us cracked. Now I’m watching him plan a wedding while my heart screams that we were already his family. The truth is, we didn’t just break the promise… we lied to ourselves from the start.
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