Ghost Tulip Novels & Stories

My fiancé's childhood sweetheart could eat chili peppers like they were nothing, and she even claimed that they tasted sweet. The truth was, whenever she ate something spicy, the heat multiplied a hundred times in my stomach and shrank to almost nothing in hers. That was how she blew up online doing spicy food challenges, pulling in millions of followers in no time. As for me, I ended up with a wrecked stomach and a face covered in breakouts. I had no choice but to ask my fiancé for help. Not only did he refuse, but he also tried to have me committed. "Who still believes in this kind of nonsense? Either see a therapist or go check yourself into a psych ward!" Later, she entered a national spicy eating competition. After downing ten pounds of ghost peppers, she walked away just fine. Meanwhile, I died on the spot from a ruptured stomach. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment Sally Wallaker had just started streaming. I reached out and snatched the utensil from her hand. "I'll take this whole bowl of extra-spicy Cajun wings."

For eight years, I was the ghost in Lorenzo Valenti's empire. By day, I was his executive assistant, the engine of his criminal enterprise. By night, I was the most submissive bird in his gilded cage, and the nameless body in his bed. I loved him with a devotion that bordered on madness, a foolish flame I'd nurtured since I was a scholarship student pulled into his orbit. I believed my quiet love could one day melt the ice around his heart. I was wrong. The day his unforgettable first love, Isabella, returned, the man I knew vanished. The rare smiles once reserved for me were now all for her. My presence by his side was erased, replaced by hers. Even when she framed me, he believed her without hesitation. He chose her, again and again. I submitted my resignation. He signed it without looking. He thought I'd crawl back, broken and begging. He was wrong. While he was busy playing house with his "cuore mio", I was quietly packing away my life, preparing to vanish from his world forever.

When I was born, my father left me to die beside my mother's corpse in the fields. Why? Because I looked like a ghost—white hair, white eyes—and the chaos that followed my birth terrified him. He didn’t even give me a name. Twenty years later, I’m still wolfless. Still the family punching bag. Still hated by the entire pack. And when the Alpha’s son, my mate and my step-sister framed me, I was sentenced to death by hanging. But death never came. Instead, I was claimed by another mate. The devil himself. Primus Alexander of the Theriakon Pack. The most feared, merciless creature to ever walk the earth. His goal? Find or mold a strong mate and produce an heir. My goal? Find peace, maybe even freedom. Easy enough. Or so I thought. But what happens when friends, loyal subjects and even family try every means to kill me? Because the deeper we fall, the more I uncover the terrifying truth—about his need for a child… and worse what he really is.

His fingers ghost along her thigh, feather-light, promising ruin. 'Beg for it, principessa,' he murmurs against her ear, 'or I'll make you come until you forget your own name. Again.'" ______ In the shadowed empires of Europe, Elara Voss is the untouchable princess of the German mafia—beautiful, pure, and groomed for absolute loyalty. But beneath her poised exterior burns a secret craving for chaos. Dante Russo, the ruthless king of Rome's underworld, sees her once and obsesses. With eyes like black fire and a reputation for taking what he craves, he orchestrates her kidnapping on the eve of her arranged marriage, forcing her into vows at gunpoint. Now captive in his Rome penthouse, Elara is bound by his rules and if she breaks any, punishments are slow and sinful—teasing touches that leave her trembling, belts that burn, vibrators that torment until defiance melts into desperate whimpers and slick need. She fights back fiercely but every clash deepens the addiction. What starts as vengeance twists into craving, for both predator and prey. In a game of empires and betrayal, one question lingers—who will corrupt whom completely?

Six years ago, Isla Winters was nobody, a shy, invisible wife unloved by the billionaire who married her out of obligation. Jaxon Romano destroyed her with his cruelty, threw her away while she carried his twins, and never looked back. Now, Dr. Isla Vale is everyone, a tech CEO and a genius. When she walks into Jaxon's failing company as his last hope for salvation, he doesn't recognize the broken girl he once called wife. But Isla recognizes him. And she's not here to save him. She's here to destroy him. What Jaxon doesn't know: the brilliant woman dismantling his empire is the ghost of his biggest mistake. What Isla doesn't know: revenge and love are two sides of the same burning coin. And some fires consume everything in their path, including the people who lit the match. In a battle of wills where the stakes are a billion-dollar empire, two hidden children, and a second chance neither of them deserves, only one question matters: Can you forgive the unforgivable? Or does some betrayal cut too deep to heal?

Everyone called her the replaceable spare. Forced to marry the ruthless billionaire Sebastian King in her spoiled younger sister Clara's place, Seraphina Voss endured the ultimate humiliation on her wedding night — when her drunk husband passionately whispered another woman's name while claiming her body. Betrayed by her own family, disowned in public, and branded a scheming gold-digger, Seraphina was forced to live as an invisible ghost in her husband’s mansion for one month. When the contract ended, she walked away with nothing… only to discover she was carrying his twins. Five years later, the neglected daughter returns as Seraphina Monroe — the untouchable CEO of Verve Luxury Fragrances, a global empire built from the ashes of her pain. Cold, powerful, and breathtakingly successful, she no longer needs love or forgiveness. Yet Sebastian King, the man who once destroyed her, now finds himself obsessed with the woman he threw away. Will the arrogant billionaire finally grovel at the feet of the wife he once called worthless, or will Seraphina make him pay for every tear she shed?

Behind the walls of St. Valen’s Academy, privilege and legacy are masks — worn to hide the rot underneath. For Althea Sombra, the masks are literal. Her family’s empire is built on secrets whispered in the dark, on powers that can never be spoken of in daylight. She was raised to obey, to charm, to control. But when the storm inside her begins to wake, even obedience can’t contain it. Noah Laurent was bred for composure — heir to a dynasty that trades in precision and power. Yet one glance from Althea cracks the ice he was born to wear. He knows she’s dangerous. He also knows he can’t stay away. Luca Ashford has always been the wildfire Noah could control. Until Althea arrives. Until jealousy and desire blur into something neither of them can name — and their friendship begins to splinter beneath the weight of her silence. When a ghost from Althea’s training resurfaces — a man who once called her his greatest weapon — the careful balance at St. Valen’s shatters. Fear tightens its grip. Loyalties fracture. And the girl with the storm in her blood must decide: to remain a shadow … or burn the world that built her.

In the rigid hierarchy of werewolf society, Natalie Silverstone exists as a ghost in her own pack house. Locked away, abused, and treated as less than nothing by her uncle's family for ten years, she survives by hiding her true rebellious nature behind a mask of meek obedience. "There's no doubt I'm a good girl," she said mockingly, and so did everyone who knew her. When a chance encounter at a mating ceremony brings her face-to-face with Florian Nightshade, the powerful second son of the Northern Territory's most dominant Alpha family, neither expects how drastically their lives will change. "Do you have a mate? Want to have sex if you don't?" Natalie made the invitation first, then all but disappeared from Florian's sight like a ghost. "Natalie Silverstone, what a name." Florian muttered a chilling laugh when he finally realized who she was. His amber eyes sparkled with determination, vowing to find her again. But nothing is simple in the dangerous world of wolf pack politics, especially when the Nightshade family faces its own power struggle. Will their unconventional relationship bring about mutual redemption or mutual destruction?

Is it possible for a cage to offer freedom? A deeply conservative father, a mother resigned to the status quo, and the ghost of a twisted abuse have beat Kriti Tripathi into a numb kind of acceptance. The kind of acceptance that allows her to block out the uncomfortable realities that come with forming meaningful bonds with the people around her. When her mother shoves her into an arranged marriage to a stranger, Kriti is forced to confront secrets that have painted her past black and surrendered her future to the demands of her possessor. But Kriti’s quietly mysterious husband has been whispering things as she struggles to adjust to her new life. Things that make her think she might not be as trapped as she feels, and Kriti begins to suspect that this marriage might mean more than she expected. Kriti isn’t the only one who has been keeping secrets. Even her perfectly responsible, too mature husband has something to hide. Secrets have a way of revealing themselves, though. When the demons of her past show up on her doorstep, the secrets they‘ve been keeping threaten to destroy Kriti and her marriage; unless Kriti can reform herself into her own brand of a savior.

Elena was the pack’s ghost, an omega orphan who believed her suffering was over the day she discovered her fated mate was Kaelen, the future Alpha King. But Kaelen’s ambitions didn’t include a weak mate. To secure a powerful political alliance, Kaelen publicly rejects Elena during his coronation, breaking her bond and leaving her wolf on the brink of death. Banished and broken, Elena vanishes into the forbidden Dead Woods, presumed dead. ​Five years later, Kaelen’s perfect life is crumbling. His alliance is failing, and a mysterious, lethal new pack has risen on his borders. At a global Alpha summit, Kaelen is forced to face the rival pack’s terrifying leader and the woman standing at his side. It’s Elena. But she is no longer the timid omega, she is a lethal, radiant warrior and the chosen Luna of the Cursed Alpha. When the old bond sparks, Kaelen realizes the catastrophic mistake he made. He wants his mate back, but Elena has a new pack, a new power, and a heart made of ice. This time, she isn’t begging for his love—she’s here to watch him beg for her mercy.