Every Sans Au Novels & Stories

"You can fight me all you want, Jessica," he growled, his hand sliding possessively along her thigh, "but the moment you moan my name, you became mine. Body, soul, every breath". Born into wealth. Bound by control. Jessica has spent her entire life living under her father’s shadow—every decision, every step, dictated by him. But just before graduation, she finally breaks free, rejecting his plans to become a doctor and choosing a different path as a journalist. Years later, she returns home for her mother’s funeral, expecting to grieve in peace. Instead, one reckless night at a local club introduces her to him—a dangerously seductive Alpha with secrets as dark as his eyes. His presence is overwhelming, his touch intoxicating… and somehow, he knows more about her than she does. As Jessica is pulled deeper into his world, long-buried family secrets begin to surface. Her father’s lies. Her mother’s silence. And a truth that shatters everything she believed—Jessica isn’t entirely human. Now, as her hidden power awakens, she must face the darkness within. Will she run from it, or embrace it—and the Alpha who vows to claim every part of her?

By the seventh year of my relationship with Vanessa McBride, she inherited everything her late sister, Rebecca Holloway, had left behind, including her brother-in-law, Derek Holloway. Every time Vanessa returned from Derek's room, she would hold me close and whisper softly, "Just wait a little longer, Grant. Once I give him a child, we'll finally have our wedding." It was the only condition her family had imposed for her to inherit the McBride legacy. In the six months after returning to the capital, Vanessa went to Derek's room regularly. At first, it was once a month. Then, once every few weeks. Eventually, it became almost every other night. And after six months of being alone every night until dawn, the news finally arrived. Vanessa was pregnant. But the announcement that followed shattered whatever hope I had left. She and Derek were getting married. "Daddy, is someone getting married?" Looking at the wedding decorations filling our home, I pulled my confused daughter into my arms. "Yes," I told her quietly. "Mom is marrying the person she loves. So it's time for us to move out too." What Vanessa never understood was that marriage was never what mattered most to me.

When Ivy Moore’s estranged parents die in a suspicious crash, she’s placed in the custody of Victor Maddox, a cold billionaire tied to her through a secret clause in her family’s estate. He doesn’t ask. He commands. Within hours of arriving at his isolated mansion, Ivy is given one choice: sign a 90-day contract of submission or lose everything. No love. No limits. No escape. But Victor isn’t just strict. He’s obsessed. He’s been watching Ivy for years. Now that she’s his, he will never let her go. Every punishment draws her closer. Every rule breaks her open. Every night, she learns what it means to be claimed, used, and owned. She thought she was just a ward. But she’s his obsession. And he’ll destroy them both to keep her.

“One signature. One night. One deal she can never escape.” Jenna’s life was already falling apart when the devil himself walked in Nathan Vale. Cold eyed, dangerously powerful, and untouchable, he offers her the one thing she needs most: a way out. The price? Her freedom. Bound by a contract she can’t refuse, Jenna is thrown into a world where rules are carved in blood and loyalty is a weapon. Nathan’s demands are simple—obey, stay close, never question him—but every look, every touch, and every secret pulls her deeper into a darkness she swore she’d never enter. As enemies close in, Jenna realizes the greatest danger isn’t outside—it’s the man who owns her. And when the line between protection and possession blurs, she must decide fight for her soul… or lose it to him forever.

Matteo Ricci is the ruthless founder of the Diavlo Scuri MC, a name whispered in fear across the underworld. He's cold, doesn’t beg, and doesn’t chase… unless it’s her. Giulianna Bianchi. The only woman who ever owned his blackened heart. But she disappeared without a trace while carrying his child. The only heir of The Diavlo Scuri MC. Now, he’s hunted every lead, burned every bridge, and bled for every scrap of information. Because Matteo isn’t just looking for her, he’s obsessed. Possessed. Deranged enough to tear the world apart to get her back. She thinks she can outrun the past. She thinks he’ll never find her. But Giuli should know by now that Matteo always gets what he wants. And he wants her.

Your key card opened the wrong door and you walked into the wrong room… just in time to see his towel drop. You weren’t supposed to be there. You stayed anyway. That’s exactly the kind of bad decision this book is built on. Dark Drippy Desires is an unapologetic collection of explicit erotic stories about strangers who shouldn’t, married men who do, rivals who cross the line, besties who want more, stepfathers who couldn't stay away anymore, step-siblings who choose reality to fantasies and every reckless moment where deep desire wins over common sense. No fade to black. No holding back. Every story stands alone. Every chapter goes deeper than it should. This isn’t soft. This is the kind of book you read with your door locked. Explicit adult content throughout.

Isolde Callen has always been different…hidden among humans, untouched by the Moon Mark that turns her kind into Lycans. But when her twin sister, Alara, is left in a coma after a brutal attack, Isolde is forced into a world of danger, power, and primal desire.   The only clue to the attacker? One name: Cairos Veylan. Alpha. Ruthless. Deadly. And utterly intoxicating.   From the moment she steps into his territory, he dominates her world…testing her limits, challenging her courage, and igniting a forbidden fire she never knew existed. Every glance, every touch, every whispered command leaves her trembling… torn between vengeance and desire.   Isolde came seeking answers. She found heat, danger, and a hunger she can’t resist.   Some bonds are deadly. Some desires are irresistible. And some alphas… will break you completely.

I hate him! I hate him with every fiber of my being but dear me, the things he could do with his … __________________ When the Luna of the most powerful pack is killed, Eliana and her sorceress mother are accused of the murder and in retaliation, they are killed by the Alpha of the pack himself. Reborn again as Alena, a werewolf and the daughter of the Beta of the same pack. Eliana has nothing but hatred for every member of the pack and she swears to rain on everyone involved, especially Alpha Damon. But when two vengeful beings clash, the chemistry is instant, the burn ferocious at every touch sending heat down their spines. Eliana must fight against herself and her dangerous attraction for her greatest enemy when she realizes her obscene desires for him, and the hunger to have him do all of the most sinful acts her treacherous mind is able to conjure up.

"On your knees, princess. You’re going to take every inch like the greedy little girl you are." "Yes, Sir… please ruin me. I’m yours." ** My Pleasure, Sir: An Erotic Collection. Raw, filthy, and dripping with dominance. These scorching stories deliver hard, commanding lovers, eager submission, soaked thighs, and rough, breathless encounters that push every limit. For mature readers only. Get ready to surrender.

I could kill every wolf in my pack with what I grow in my greenhouse. That’s the only reason they let me live. No wolf. No rank. Just a healer’s hands that can save a life or stop one. Then the Alpha dies. And his son comes to claim the pack. Tarn. Scarred. Cold. Brutal. The blood heir of the man who murdered my mother. He walks past every ranked she-wolf in the territory. He points at me. “That one.” I can’t refuse a blood claim. But I can use it. He needs a healer because something is killing him from the inside. I need answers because his father destroyed my family and I’ve spent five years starving for the truth. Every time I heal him, the bond between us deepens. Every time it deepens, I hate him a little less. That’s the most dangerous part. His enforcer watches me like he’s waiting for something I haven’t figured out yet. The son of my mother’s killer. The man whose touch makes my greenhouse bloom in winter. The Alpha I was never supposed to want. I told myself I’d let him die. I told myself a lot of things.