Ghosted Whispers Novels & Stories

Love does not always follow the rules—it thrives in corners where no one dares to look. Kaelin Verain returns to the palace after years in exile, carrying secrets, scars, and a purpose only she understands. The kingdom teeters on the edge of political chaos, and she is the strategist tasked with restoring order. But power is not the only force she must navigate. Lord Riven, the crown’s unyielding protector, stands between her and her mission. Tall, disciplined, and impossibly magnetic, he is sworn to duty—and forbidden to desire her. Yet every glance, every brush of skin, every shared moment pulls them closer. The tension between them is like dancing on the edge of a cliff: intoxicating, dangerous, and impossible to resist. Bound by identities, oaths, and unspoken rules, Kaelin and Riven discover that desire is a silent vine, quietly entwining their hearts and igniting a fire neither can ignore. Every step they take together threatens the crown, their reputations, and the fragile line between loyalty and passion. In a palace of whispers, secret alliances, and hidden truths, some love is meant to be forbidden, and some desire is impossible to deny. Will they survive the stakes of duty while surrendering to the fire that consumes them both?

A one night stand with a complete stranger turned out to be a one night stand with her ex's uncle. Regardless of this they couldn't stop their burning desires for each other. It felt so wrong yet so right, but nothing right comes easy, or does it? "Do I frighten you?" He asked with raised eyebrows. The grin he was trying to hide was loud enough to tell he knew the answer to that question. "Do I make you wet?" He asks when I say nothing but tremble under his touch. He was a lot to resist and I hated I couldn't just satisfy my burning desire to feel him inside me again. I shake my head when I couldn't muster the composure to utter a single word. In the blink of an eye, his hands were on my thighs sliding up to my panties. I gasp when his fingers press on the lace fabric, rubbing on the moistened area. My lips betray me for a soft moan and I shamelessly move on his fingers for more pleasure. "Bad. Bad liar." He whispers into my ear . . .

Blurb In the dead of a Sicilian night, Luca De Santis, cold mafia heir and merciless devil, catches art student Adrian Vale witnessing a brutal execution. Instead of a bullet, Luca chooses something far more cruel. He keeps him. Locked in his cliffside fortress, Adrian becomes Luca’s captive. Stripped, watched, and tormented by the ruthless man who controls his every breath. Luca teases him mercilessly with strong hands pinning him down, filthy whispers in Italian, and a hard cock grinding against him while denying release. Every escape attempt ends with Adrian panting, leaking, and hating how badly his body craves the devil’s touch. What begins as dark captivity slowly melts into raw, addictive obsession. Rough fingers. Bruising bites. Possessive thrusts that turn defiance into desperate moans. Luca will ruin him. Own him. Break him. Because in a world of blood and power, this beautiful, stubborn boy has become his only weakness. And the Devil never lets go of what belongs to him. Dark. Filthy. Addictive. Enemies to lovers, captive/captor, heavy dominance, and scorching MM heat.

Vows of Silver and Sin “In the city of Oakhaven, you don’t pray to God. You pray to the Syndicate.” Elara Vance is a mafia princess with a lethal secret: she can "read" the memories of any object she touches. But in a world where magic is a death sentence, her gift is a gilded cage. When her father’s gambling debts finally come due, she isn’t sold for gold. She’s sold to Dante Vane the cold-blooded "Shadow-Walker" Don who rules the supernatural underworld. Dante is a man of iron and whispers, cursed with a touch that brings only agony. He doesn’t want a wife; he wants a key. He believes Elara’s bloodline is the only thing that can break the ancient curse tethering his soul to the shadows. The deal is simple: Break the curse, and she wins her freedom. But as the wedding bells toll and a magical war brews on the horizon, Elara discovers that the man she was taught to fear might be the only one capable of saving her. In a den of monsters, falling in love is the most dangerous sin of all. Will she break his curse, or will the shadows consume them both?

Deadly. Disgraced. Disarmed. Harlow is the Faction's top assassin—lethal, loyal, and emotionally detached. Until her partner is killed in the line of duty… and he dies whispering that he loves her. Now, spiraling from grief and guilt, Harlow is exiled to a remote mountain town for a forced sabbatical. She's angry, volatile, and worse—completely purposeless. But peace isn’t what awaits her. Malachi is the Alpha of the largest werewolf pack in the Northwest, hardened by war and haunted by the violence he must wield to protect his people. With enemy wolves threatening his territory and whispers of a coming war, he can't afford distractions—especially not the deadly human woman who crashes into his world with a sharp tongue, faster fists, and secrets that could tear both their lives apart. When fate collides assassin with Alpha, sparks ignite. But as Harlow uncovers a supernatural conspiracy and Malachi grapples with the truth of their bond, they must face enemies from both their worlds—before everything burns. Laced with dark humor, brutal action, and smoldering chemistry, Alpha’s Assassin is a gritty, fast-paced paranormal romance for fans of enemies-to-lovers, morally gray leads, and high-stakes supernatural intrigue.

Avery has spent her life as an omega outcast-beaten down by her cruel stepfamily, surviving only for the love of her fated mate, Ryan, the Alpha of the Red Stone Pack. On the day of their mating ceremony, dressed in white with his silver necklace around her throat, she steps into the chapel ready to claim her future as Luna... Only to find her stepsister, Kira, standing at the altar in her place. Ryan's explanation is merciless: Kira is dying. Her last wish is to be his mate. And Avery? She'll still serve her purpose-just not as his equal! But when Avery is forced into a cold, clinical IVF procedure to carry Ryan's heir, a terrible truth comes to light. Now, Avery has captured the attention of the Alpha known as the king of death, Damon Blackclaw! The most feared Alpha in the territory, a man whose name is spoken in whispers, whose rage could level entire packs. And when Damon storms into the Red Stone Pack, his claws at Ryan's throat and his eyes burning into Avery's, he makes one thing clear: "She's mine. Touch her and die."

To settle her father’s life-threatening debt, Seraphina Ashlyn signs a contract she never fully understands—one that binds her in marriage to Darius Nightfang, the most feared Alpha in the werewolf world. For Darius, the marriage is not about love. It is a calculated arrangement designed to silence the pack council and protect his throne. His curse ensures that every woman who becomes his true mate dies before the bond completes, and Seraphina is expected to be no different. But the contract goes wrong. Seraphina survives the Alpha’s mark, weakening Darius’s ancient curse and awakening a dangerous obsession he refuses to acknowledge. As rival packs close in and whispers spread about the “human bride” who did not die, Seraphina begins to uncover the truth about her bloodline—a power deliberately erased from werewolf history. Bound by a contract meant to be temporary, hunted by those who fear what she represents, and trapped with an Alpha who never intended to keep his bride alive, Seraphina must decide whether to remain a pawn in a political marriage… or claim the bond that was never supposed to exist. The contract forbids love. Breaking it may cost them the world.

MOONSTRUCK HEARTS Elena Carter has always felt like an outsider in the small town of Ravenwood, but nothing in her quiet life prepares her for Jace Wolfe—the mysterious new student with golden eyes and an undeniable pull she can't explain. From the moment he arrives, the air around her shifts, charged with something wild and unspoken. Jace is more than just a stranger. He’s a secret wrapped in shadows, a storm barely held at bay. And when Elena starts experiencing strange sensations—heat on her skin, whispers in the wind, dreams that feel more like memories—she realizes their connection is more than just attraction. It’s fate. But Jace has his own demons to fight. He’s hiding something dangerous, something that could tear them apart before they even begin. Because in the world he comes from, love isn’t just complicated—it’s deadly. As their bond deepens and the truth begins to unravel, Elena is forced to question everything she thought she knew about herself, about Jace… and about the wolves that lurk in the dark. Will she run from the truth—or embrace the beast that calls to her? ---

"I don't do love. I do contracts." Billionaire Adrian Blackwell has everything money can buy—except the one thing his family's fortune demands: an heir. When his grandfather's will threatens to strip him of his empire unless he produces a child within a year, Adrian makes a calculated decision. No messy emotions, no gold-digging wives—just a simple business transaction with a surrogate. Elena Martinez is drowning in debt, working three jobs to save her father from deportation and pay for his cancer treatment. When a mysterious contract offers her half a million dollars to carry a stranger's baby, she knows it's her only chance to save her family. But their "simple" arrangement becomes dangerously complicated when Elena discovers she's not just carrying Adrian's child—she's carrying the key to a conspiracy that could destroy them both. And as passion ignites between them, they'll learn that some contracts can't contain the heart. In a world where money talks and love whispers, will they risk everything for a chance at something real?

You think I'm a bully because of house problems, or parent problems” he tells me sneering it out as he walks towards me, which makes me move back as reflex. “Well pretty face, you’ve got it all wrong” he whispers out, taking another step towards me, and as a reflex I move back, until I discover my back has hit the locker “I am a bully because I want to be, because I like it, it is like a hobby you know, so, get the fuck out of my face” he tells me, sneering the last statement, which caught me off-guard, and makes me shiver. “too bad for you also, seems like you’ve seen your match, and I would mind the tone you speak to me Mister” I tell him walking towards him, which makes him take several steps back He looks at me with a face full of surprise, seems like the first time someone stands up to him, I don't know and in fact I don't care.