Joker Sane Novels & Stories

The first of its kind... *A Werewolf-Fantasy Story* They were extinct already, but three Wolf spirits lurked around, waiting for the destined shapeshifter. She is just a human being, until she was plunged into the supernatural world. She is made of evil, but she must find a way to align herself with the good and light of the supernatural, and she can only be sane with her fated mate, who would it be? Even though she is more of an incarnation of the God of the strange, the fate of the lycanthropes is in her hands.

[Mature content] [completed 20/5/2017] ❝The sane can turn you insane.❞ Anger. That's all he feels but when a certain kind of light sheds on his life, resistance is the solution. She bounds him in her chains and returns him from the anger to the light. She is his own personal angel. She plays the piano and he's on her heart keys over again. All rights reserved.

Blood dripped from the edge of Damian Moretti’s knife when he first saw her.Adriana Rossi should have turned away—any sane woman would. Instead, she met his stare across the bloodstained marble floor, her chin tilted like a challenge.Two families. One war. A love carved out of violence.“You shouldn’t be here,” Damian murmured, voice low, dangerous.Adriana’s lips curved. “Neither should you.”

Shannon was terribly heartbroken after she caught her fiancee of two years cheating on her with her Sister. Her heart was ruptured and the only place she could think of was a bar where she drank herself to stupor. She woke up the next morning in her sane mind only to find herself naked lying beside an unknown man. Shannon fled the city and two years later, she gave birth to a son. In a desperate search of Job , Shannon ran into the hands of a Cold Billionaire CEO, who she later discovered was the man she had a one-night stand with. How would she hide the secret away from him, her son, how she protect her son?

Taking a stroll on a rainy night isn't what a sane person might do, but Rabel is far from normal with her snowy white hair. An injured Wolf lying close to your cottage isn't also considered as normal in a place often plagued with werewolves and their onslaught on humans. Despite her bitter feelings, she takes the wolf into her house out of the goodness of her heart; she nurtures it back to life, and the wolf left after it was fully healed. Weeks later, the rumored dead werewolf king is back with a vengeance; slaying the humans in a one-sided war. When a truce is called and peace pleaded; the werewolf king agrees to the words of agreement with only one condition: to have Rabel in his palace as his bride.

Jayden, Alpha of Blood moon Pack, the second strongest Pack in East blue. He never cared a shit about the mate bond. When Jayden found his mate in Zoraya, a lowlife slave in his Pack, he became certain that the moon goddess was nothing but a joker who just sits up on her throne and pairs people up as per her wish. Unwilling to accept the bond with a horrible looking slave like Zoraya, Jayden rejected Zoraya and forbade her from telling anyone of the bond they shared. However, things took a drastic turn when Jayden spent one night with Zoraya after an argument with his girlfriend, Melissa. Zoraya became Jayden's bed slave and just when she thought that things couldn't get worse, she was banished from the Pack by Melissa. Zoraya was welcomed in Mallorca, where she started life anew. Her life took another turn when she found out that the Alpha king, Axel Crowley is her second chance mate. Will Zoraya give Jayden another chance? Who will she choose? Jayden Or Axel? What is Zoraya's identity?

Julian, a recessive Omega, has spent his life surviving abuse. When he overhears his father trying to sell him to repay a debt, he runs away--only to end up having a one night stand with the very man he was fleeing: Enzo Moretti, one of Los Angeles' most feared and unstable Dominant Alphas. One night with Julian awakens a dangerous obsession in Enzo. The Omega's scent quiets the monster inside him, turning lust into obsession. Now trapped in Enzo's violent world, Julian must survive the Alpha who claims his touch is the only thing keeping him sane… even as Enzo threatens to consume every last piece of his freedom and soul. !!!! This book contains mature themes. Viewer's discretion is advised.

As a wolf shifter growing up in one of the strongest packs on the continent, I should be living my best life. But after my mother ran away and got herself knocked up by some demon, I became the town's pariah. They call my species Slades, half-demon, half-wolf shifter. We're hunted and killed the moment we first shift. Unfortunately for me, my first shift is coming sooner than I'd like and if I don't form some kind of plan, I'm going to shift in front of the whole god-damned pack and then there'll be no running. So, I do what any sane young, desperate woman would do in my situation. I summon a God.

Lana Monroe has it all. A social life? Maybe she’s still struggling with that. A nice and comfortable apartment in Brooklyn. Two very 'not sane’ bestfriends, more like a pain in her ass but she can live with that. A good paying job with a boss she gets along with. Most of all, Lana has her ego. Everything comes crashing down the day he shows up. Aaron Carlsen. (Okay, maybe not everything but still) Eugene decides to retire thus making Aaron the new CEO of the company. Aaron who is Lana’s enemy. Lana finds herself in a dangerous loop when all she can think about is Aaron and his stupidly gorgeous face. Lana is not only fucked, she’s extremely fucked. Aaron wants Lana by all means even if it means doing the unthinkable.

“Spread your legs, princess. Daddy needs to see that dripping pussy.” He taught me how to beg properly, on my knees, with his fingers inside me, saying his name like it was the only word I knew. ..... He'd saved me from her, given me a room, safety, and a chance to breathe. Azeem was supposed to be my refuge, not my obsession. Off-limits in the worst way: the man who'd seen me broken and put me back together. But living under his roof meant watching him at night, hearing what he did behind locked doors, and realising the control he kept leashed during the day had always been meant for me. I didn't run like a sane human should. I got on my knees.