Genetically Engineered Catgirls Novels & Stories

Her dream was a child. His sperm was stolen. Their love was the target. After a devastating betrayal, Alexandra Reed vowed to never trust anyone again. Her path to a family was clear: solo motherhood via an anonymous donor. She chose the perfect profile-intelligent, healthy, safe. He was just a number. Donor #778. Liam Thorne is the most dangerous man in Veridia Bay. He rules with a code, but his world is built on control. When he discovers a vengeful ex stole his genetic legacy and gave it to a stranger, his fury is limitless. The recipient is a vulnerability he must contain: Alexandra. He confronts her with a brutal offer: a fortune to walk away. She refuses with a mother's fierce defiance. But when a sniper's bullet proves the danger is real, Liam is forced to become her ruthless protector. Trapped in a gilded cage, their hostility ignites into a desperate, consuming passion. For the first time, Liam sees a future. Alexandra sees the man behind the monster. Just as they dare to hone a chattering DNA test reveals the baby isn't his. Their love was built on a lie, engineered by enemies who wanted to break him. Now, with their newborn daughter caught in a war and their trust in ruins, they must face the ultimate truth. Is their family a biological mistake? Or the one choice that can save them both? A heart-pounding mafia romance of stolen vows, devastating lies, and the relentless power of a love that chooses, against all odds, to stay.

"That's it, baby girl. Take Daddy's cock like the good little slut you are." My boyfriend's father had me bent over his desk, hand wrapped around my throat, splitting me open with his thick cock while my boyfriend was on the line. * * * Forget what you know about love stories. This is a fucking raw, no-filter plunge into the depraved fantasies you only jerk off to when you're home alone. This collection is your VIP pass to the kind of filth that leaves you shaking—where powerful bosses bend you over their desks' and depraved strangers use your holes in dirty alleyways before vanishing into the night. We're talking about the kind of raw, pulse-pounding taboo that gets you off: forbidden age gaps, rough, messy gangbangs, public throat-fucking that steals your voice, and first times that leave you gaping, dripping, and ruined for anyone else. Consider this your final warning. This is explicit, vulgar, and engineered to soak your panties. If you can't handle stories drenched in choking, rough anal, non-con/dub-con kinks, and filthy-mouthed sluts who beg to be used like the cum-dumpsters they are, close this book now. But if you're ready to get utterly wrecked—if you're craving that full-body, mind-melting, vibrator-on-high kind of climax that leaves you a boneless, dripping mess... Your next orgasm is waiting. Turn the page. We promise you'll be a good girl for us.

I was born with a strange, painful condition. Women are strongly drawn to me, yet after I got married, I became allergic to my own wife, Quinn Rowan. Every attempt at intimacy left me covered in burning red welts, struggling to breathe. More than once, I nearly went into shock. Nevertheless, my desire to have a child was overwhelming. So one night, gambling with my life, I quietly slipped into the bedroom. Strangely, nothing happened to me that night. Soon, Quinn became pregnant. I naively believed everything would finally return to normal. Then, eight months into her pregnancy, a single accidental touch sent me into another violent allergic reaction, and I was rushed to the hospital. When I finally came to, Quinn was nowhere to be found. At the end of the corridor, I heard her whispering with her girlfriends, "Look how ridiculous he looked, all swollen and gasping. Pathetic." Quinn dangled the special tonic she had always claimed was meant to help me, her voice dripping with disdain, "I engineered this formula myself. I made sure he’d break out in hives the moment he touched me. That way, he’d never come near me. "But since he was so desperate for a kid, I decided to let him raise the baby Miles and I conceived together. It’s charity, really." My blood froze. The child I longed for, the baby I treasured, was never mine.

Elara Vane was the perfect Luna—devoted, obedient, and loyal to her mate and pack. On the night of her third wedding anniversary, that illusion shatters when anonymous photos expose her mate, Jax Vane, in bed with her own sister. Betrayed and broken, Elara’s world collapses in a single breath. When she hits rock bottom, it is not her cheating mate who comes to her rescue—but the one man she was raised to fear. Silas Vane. Former Alpha. Jax’s father. Her father-in-law. Cold, powerful, and dangerously controlled, Silas offers Elara something she has never had: protection without lies, desire without weakness. One night of forbidden passion binds them together, crossing a line that can never be erased. But Elara soon discovers the truth—Silas didn’t just save her from ruin. He engineered it. As Elara divorces Jax and the pack descends into scandal, Silas reclaims the Alpha throne, publicly claiming Elara as his chosen consort. Their union ignites outrage, jealousy, and bloodshed. When Elara’s sister is found murdered and Jax is framed for the crime, Elara is forced to confront the terrifying reach of the man she is falling for. The truth shatters everything: Silas will burn the world for her—but loving him means surrendering innocence forever. Caught between revenge and devotion, Elara must choose whether to run from the monster who destroyed her life…or rule beside him as Luna, crowned by fire, power, and an unforgivable love.

I am born with a body that draws men in, but the moment I marry, I develop a terrifying allergy to them. Every time my husband and I try to be intimate, my skin erupts in violent rashes, and I nearly suffocate. Still, I want a child so badly that one night I climb into his bed in secret, willing to gamble with my life. Strangely, nothing happens—no hives, no swelling, no shortness of breath. My husband even takes me to a clinic, where the baby is confirmed healthy. For the first time, I believe life can return to normal. Eight months in, we share a bed again. The allergic reaction hits instantly, worse than ever, and I'm rushed to the hospital. When the procedure ends, he is nowhere to be seen. I step into the hallway and hear him talking with his friends. "Did you see her face? Swollen like that. Ridiculous." Leonard Carter swings a vial of the custom serum he has been giving me and snorts. "I engineered this formula myself. It makes her break out the second a man touches her. It keeps her off me. "She wanted a baby so badly. Fine. She's carrying mine and Hannah's. That should make her feel accomplished. "When she gives birth, I'll let her spend the rest of her life calling herself Mrs. Carter." Blood drains from my face. The child I've been cherishing isn't even mine.

"Stop! Don't come any closer! Don't you realize how wrong this is? I am engaged to your son for christ sakes." I rambled, inching away from him as quickly as I could. If he heard me, he didn't act like it as his predator like steps didn't falter for one bit as he stalked towards me. Seconds later, I squealed as I tripped and landed back first on the bed with him atop me. "Little Rae, you seem to be mistaken about me. If I want something, I get it no matter what or who stands in my way and right now, I want you" he declared in an husky yet dominating voice that sent shivers down my spine. "Jerk! Do you think...." I started but trailed off once I registered that his hand had crept beneath my blouse and was now fondling me. Fuck! I'm screwed. *********** Rae suddenly finds her life thrown in upheaval when she is forced into an engagement with Gunner. She wants out so badly but she can't escape as the wedding is being engineered by Gunner's ruthless father, Lucas. Her problems doesn't end there as she soon finds herself entangled in a forbidden affair with Lucas himself who suddenly decided that he wants her for himself. Lies, Secrets, Betrayal, Pain and unending Pleasure. Follow Rae as she explores all sides to the the forbidden affair with her betrothed's father.

Zoe, the sole daughter of Alpha Zade, leader of the storied Bloodmoon Pack, was destined for honor, inheriting the legacy of the most formidable werewolves. However, fate intervened dramatically. During a devastating ambush, rogues massacred her pack, leaving her severely injured and barely surviving. In one night of betrayal, the Bloodmoon Pack fell from power. With her wolf's strength compromised, Zoe was forced to vanish. She found herself in the hostile territory of the Nightfang Pack, under the control of the infamous Alpha Damon Blackwell, where she was mistaken for a weak Omega. To survive, Zoe hides her true identity. While the pack views her as a mere servant, Damon perceives something extraordinary something that could be perilous. Zoe keeps a low profile, enduring their disdain, waiting for the chance to reclaim her legacy. Yet there’s a complication Damon. Cold and powerful, he feels an inexplicable attraction to her, stirring something primal within him that he refuses to confront. As Zoe strives to reclaim her wolf and her fate, the tension escalates. Dark forces are at play, and the deception that led to her pack's downfall runs deeper than she realized. The painful truth emerges her father’s murder was engineered by someone from within their ranks, who is now targeting her. Yet, fate has a surprising twist Zoe and Damon are destined mates. The one person he cannot claim, yet could bring him to his knees. With her past pursuing her and her future unclear, Zoe faces a crucial decision: will she yield to the mate bond and risk being dominated by the very man capable of destroying her, or will she rise, reclaim her throne, and forge her destiny? One thing is certain the revelation of the truth will alter the world of werewolves forever.

In the neon-drenched shadows of Nairobi, Alessia wakes from a fatal gunshot with a chilling clarity: she is not who she thinks she is. While her lover, Mafia heir Lorenzo, mourns the woman she was, Alessia’s body begins to "remember" lethal skills, ancient languages, and violent deaths she never lived. She is Subject A, a high-velocity asset in Project Déjà Vu, a global conspiracy by the shadowy organization VANTA. As the "Blood Memory" fractures her reality, Alessia discovers a horrifying cycle: she and Lorenzo have been paired across centuries, engineered to fall in love only to be reset through state-sponsored tragedies. Their "Affinity" isn't fate—it’s a biological battery used to harvest emotional resonance and destabilize world power structures. Every time they grow too powerful, the system triggers a "Liquidation," wiping their minds to begin the loop anew. But this time, the glitch is permanent. Alessia evolves into the Perfect Weapon, accessing the tactical archives of her past iterations. To break the cycle, she makes the ultimate sacrifice: she severs her connection to Lorenzo, choosing cold, calculated vengeance over manufactured love. While Lorenzo unleashes his own buried rage to protect her, Alessia goes rogue, infiltrating VANTA’s core to delete the "Failure Cycle." As she nears the Creator, Silas, she faces a devastating truth: they weren't just assassins, but prototypes for a global replacement of the elite. To win her freedom, Alessia must decide if she can ever truly love the man who has been her executioner for three hundred years. The loop is breaking, the system is crashing, and the blood is finally speaking. "The memory is in the marrow. The revenge is in the soul.”

Claimed as the Wrong Bride: Tripicity Book One Octavia Maddox is a grey zone artist living rough in Tripicity, selling her work to survive. When mob boss Bastien Leclair arranges a contract marriage with Olivia Maddox to secure a political alliance against his rival Corporal, Olivia refuses and doesn't show up. A gallery mix-up, possibly deliberate, puts Occy in the wrong room at the right moment. She signs a contract she doesn't fully understand in exchange for a number that covers the warehouse she's been saving for. Bastien comes to collect. What follows is a chase through the grey zone, a count system of punishments for running, a fever that lands her in hospital, and a slow negotiation of trust between two people who don't trust easily. He moves her to the Alderton, his building, his world, and builds her a studio with north-facing light. She migrates to his bed without deciding to. They fall into something neither of them names. Meanwhile Corporal, operating as Mrs. Santoro, has been watching Occy through a hacked security feed and commissions a painting from her. The three-way power structure of the city tightens around Occy without her knowing it. The Meridian overstep begins destabilising the grey zone she built her life in. Bastien's attempt to secure her position legally through a Maddox family adoption explodes when he tells her without asking her first. She walks out. He sits in the room she left. Coming: the grey zone war, the Maddox meeting with Occy, Corporal's escalation, the truth about who engineered the signing, and whether Occy chooses to stay. Not because she has to, but because she wants to.

For ten years, my twin sister Ayra was the perfect fiancée to Julian Vance, the untouchable, merciless king of the city. She got the diamond, the penthouse, and the envy of the world, while I got the crumbs. Until the night Ayra vanished right before the wedding of the century. With a multi-billion-dollar merger, corporate empires and my little brother's life hanging in the balance, my toxic mother corners me with a chilling ultimatum: Step into your sister’s shoes. Wear her ring. Walk down the aisle. Pretend to be her until the Vance family finds her. I should have said no. But to protect my fragile little brother, I put on her veil, took her vows, and became his wife. I thought I was just a temporary placeholder. I thought Julian hated me. Until our wedding night, when he pinned me to the bed, trapped my wrists, and his lips brushed my ear, sending a shiver through my soul. "Did you really think I wouldn't recognize my own wife, Maya?" he whispered, his eyes dark with a terrifying, possessive satisfaction. "Did you really think I didn't know it was you I spent the night with three months ago in the dark?" He knew. He always knew. Julian didn't just find out about the swap—he engineered it. He has been watching me for ten years, waiting to claim the girl who once saved his life. Now, I am trapped in a luxurious cage with a billionaire who orchestrates everything, carrying a secret pregnancy he deliberately planned, and realizing a chilling truth too late... My sister didn't run away. ​She was replaced.