Mcduck Manor Novels & Stories

Amara Bennett’s life is falling apart. Buried in debt and struggling to care for her sick younger brother, the last thing she expects is to cross paths with Damien Blackwood, the cold and dangerously powerful billionaire everyone fears. But after accidentally witnessing a violent confrontation in a private hallway of the luxury hotel where she works, Amara becomes trapped in Damien’s world of secrets, wealth, and hidden danger. To keep her close and silent, Damien offers her a contract: Pretend to be his fiancée for six months in exchange for enough money to save her brother’s life. Simple. Temporary. Strictly business. At least, that was the plan. Because beneath Damien’s ruthless reputation lies something far darker than Amara imagined. Strange threats begin surrounding her, powerful enemies seem desperate to destroy Damien, and the deeper she falls into his luxurious nightmare, the more she realizes the billionaire is hiding dangerous truths connected to disappearances, corruption… and blood. Living inside Blackwood Manor exposes Amara to a world she never belonged to. Lavish galas, whispered secrets, locked rooms, and enemies hiding behind designer smiles become part of her new reality. Yet the closer she gets to Damien, the more she sees cracks beneath his icy exterior. He is possessive, dangerously protective, and haunted by a past he refuses to explain. Now Amara must decide if the man protecting her is also the man capable of destroying her. But in a world where love and obsession look dangerously alike, walking away from Damien Blackwood may be the most impossible thing she’s ever tried to do.

In the suffocating shadows of forbidden lust, Twisted Obsession unfolds a relentless, soul-corrupting saga of total surrender. This is not romance. This is raw, merciless depravity — where innocence is shattered and remade into a willing vessel of endless pleasure. Follow Lila Voss, a young woman who returns home only to be claimed by her possessive stepfather, Marcus. What begins as a single night of brutal passion spirals into decades of complete sexual enslavement. Marcus and his stepson Damien systematically break her — stretching every hole, pushing her body and mind past every limit, and turning her into their perfect, cum-drenched fucktoy. From the family manor to secret clubs, private islands, and massive gatherings, Lila is used by hundreds upon hundreds of men. She is fucked in every position, every hole, often pregnant and leaking, her body worshipped and ruined in increasingly extreme rituals. Expect visceral sensory overload: the wet, obscene squelch of massive cocks stretching her tight cunt and ass, the burning sting of rough hands and slaps on flushed skin, the salty-bitter taste of endless loads coating her tongue, the sharp scent of sweat, cum, and warm milk, and the helpless screams that dissolve into guttural, shameless moans of ecstasy. This 347-chapter collection is soaked in taboo filth — incest, breeding, gang use, public humiliation, rough anal, squirting, degradation, and relentless double penetration. No gentle moments. No escape. Only savage, addictive fucking that leaves Lila — and the reader — panting, dripping, and craving more. Extreme 18+ Warning: Non-con/dub-con, heavy degradation, breeding, blasphemy, pain play, gangbangs, and orgasms so intense they may ruin you for anything milder. It will stain your soul and makes your body throb with shameful need… Once in, there is no escaping your own cravings…

I was the most insignificant omega in the pack. In my past life, Alpha Asher Croft asked me to be his mate ninety-nine times, and I said no every single time. On the hundredth attempt, he locked me in Croft Manor and held me so tight I couldn't breathe. His eyes burned with obsession, and I was terrified. So I ran. I made it halfway to the border before the rogues found me. Asher took three silver bullets, saving my life. The first shot destroyed his hand, the second blinded his eye, and the third went straight through his heart. He looked at me as he died, blood soaking through his shirt, and his expression was stubborn and fragile all at once. "Cassandra, why can't you just love me once?" Then the miracle happened. I opened my eyes and found myself back on the day Asher first told me he liked me. This time, I reached out and took his hand first. I thought we'd grow old together, but Asher betrayed me three times. On our bonding night, he deliberately walked into the wrong room and slept with someone else. My heart shattered, but I forgave him. Three months pregnant, I got a call at two in the morning during a storm, and he left me stranded on the outskirts. I lost the baby. I wiped my tears and let it go. But the third time, he exiled my brother over a cat. That's when I finally understood. It was time to leave. This time, I'll make sure Asher never finds me again.

I was Alpha Adrian's secret for eight years. It took his grandfather’s centennial birthday for him to finally bring our son, Gale, and me home to the pack. He swore the pack Elders had finally given us their blessing. Our son, buzzing with excitement, bounced on the bed, clutching the champion’s medal from his junior fighting tournament. He’d fought tooth and nail to win it, just to make his father proud. But the moment we set foot on the Blackwood Manor grounds, we saw him. Adrian, with his arms wrapped around a blonde she-wolf, kissing her deeply. Adrian introduced her with a smile. "My mate, Sophia" Our son, Gale, rushed forward to confront him, stabbing a finger toward the seemingly perfect bite mark on my neck. "That's the mark Dad gave Mom! You all see it!" But the pack’s Head Elder stepped forward. After a cursory glance, he let out a cold sneer. "A clever trick of blood magic," he said with contempt. "It can mimic a scent, but it lacks the soul-deep connection of a true mate bond. Any experienced wolf can see through it." I turned to Adrian, my body frozen stiff. He turned away from me, gently stroking the real mark on Sophia's neck, which glowed with a silvery, moonlit light. "The Blackwood pack will not accept a half-blood who can’t even shift" he said. "The only one fit to stand by my side is Sophia." I looked at him, and a bitter laugh escaped me. To think I had suppressed my own Royal Alpha blood for a man like this.

My husband, Aston Powell, is late to show up at the sixth birthday celebration of our daughter, Hailey Powell. When he arrives, he clasps a necklace with a red emerald pendant hanging from it around her neck. "Wow, Aston! Isn't that from the pair of red emerald pendants you bought at City Auction today? They're worth seven figures, aren't they?" Aston's friends all laugh and tease him. Hailey holds up the pendant with a bright smile on her face. "Thanks, Daddy!" "Where's the other one? Are you planning to give it to Belinda?" his friend asks teasingly. As the others start cheering him on, he takes out a diamond necklace instead. Aston says, "Dear, I've got to be fair. Tamara is pregnant with my child. I promised I'd give the child she's carrying in her belly the other pendant." Tamara Davies is his widowed sister-in-law. My whole body jolts involuntarily, and I subconsciously grip that necklace tightly. "Honey, please don't joke about this." Aston smiles and speaks in an unexpectedly calm voice. "Don't worry, Belinda. My heart belongs to you and only you. You have to be sensible. My brother passed away so young. Tamara begged me to give her a child with our surname. I couldn't reject her." He puts the necklace around my neck and lightly clasps it, placing a soft kiss on my neck while he is at it. "Be good, okay? That was just an accident. Once the child is born, we'll have her sent back to Powell Manor," Aston says.

Serena Hart never imagined that one job could change her entire life. After losing her parents, Serena spends every day struggling to take care of her younger sister while trying to survive in New York. Love is the last thing on her mind. She has no time for heartbreak, no space for distractions, and definitely no interest in getting involved with rich men. Then she gets hired as a nanny for Kael Vale’s daughter. Kael Vale is everything people fear and desire — a billionaire, powerful CEO, and widowed single father known for his cold heart and emotionless personality. Since losing his wife two years ago, he has shut the world out completely, dedicating his life only to his daughter, Lia. But the moment Serena walks into Vale Manor, something begins to change. Lia, who hasn’t smiled in years, instantly grows attached to her. The quiet warmth Serena brings into the mansion slowly breaks through the walls Kael spent years building around himself. What starts as simple attraction soon becomes something far more dangerous. Because Kael cannot stay away from her. And Serena is terrified of falling for a man who carries so much pain behind his eyes. As emotions deepen, jealousy, gossip, past grief, and forbidden desire threaten to pull them apart. Serena knows loving Kael could destroy the peaceful life she fought so hard to build for herself and her sister. But Kael has already made up his mind. He wants her. And for the first time in years, he is willing to fight for love again.

In the third year of my disappearance, Xavier Gardner has transformed into a powerful capitalistic mogul whose influence runs deep in the finance industry. At the celebratory party, he goes down on one knee and proposes to his first love, Nancy Lowe. "Back when my company was on the verge of bankruptcy, you were the one who sold all of your properties and assets just to help me tide over the crisis. Today, I want you to become the happiest woman in the world. Will you marry me, Nancy?" Amid everyone's blessings, Nancy puts on the ring while feeling extremely touched. "Mr. Gardner, it was said that your ex-wife, Victoria Zahn, had stolen all of your funds and fled with her sugar daddy when your company was in a financial crisis. "Now, she's gone missing for three years. If she ever comes back, will you choose to forgive her?" The reporter's sharp question makes Xavier's expression change drastically. His gaze shifts into one of pure ice. "If I ever find that traitorous gold digger, I'll make sure to skin her alive." As I float next to the crystal chandelier, I can only sigh while noting how deep his hatred runs in his eyes. Xavier, you will never be able to find me. After all, I already died three years ago when I was on my way to clear your debt with the loan sharks. Even the money that you've used to tide over your company's crisis is the funds that I gained from selling my family's manor…

He called me disposable. The Tribunal called me property. They both forgot what Lunaris does to cages. I was the Alpha’s kept woman for five years—his secret, his softness, his sin. Then, the night his missing Luna returned, Alpha Daire Vhaloren stood on the balcony with a cigarette dangling from his fingers and told me, without even looking, “You should go” So I did. Obedient. Quiet. Disposable. I left with his gifts, a deed to a house… and a secret I never planned to carry. Three months later, headlines screamed that Daire’s empire had collapsed. Frostveil Manor sealed. Nightmoor Covenant assets set for auction. The woman he “chose” over me, Calista Dravenne, smiled for the cameras like she hadn’t just burned his world to the ground. I tried to stay gone. Until the High Howl Tribunal branded me a recoverable asset and announced a “live appraisal” of Lot One—the pregnant omega they swore belonged to them. I went back for answers. What I found wasn’t the untouchable Alpha who dismissed me. It was a man with stubble on his jaw, a hunted kind of murder in his eyes… and a voice that made my knees weak when he said, “Why are you here, Elowen?” Because he rejected me once. Because he replaced me. Because he doesn’t know the truth. And because the bond he tried to throw away is coming for us both—along with the child he never knew I was carrying. Now Daire wants a contract marriage to save what’s left of his pack. I want revenge… and protection. But when an Alpha realizes the woman he discarded is his fated mate—and the lost heir of House Lunaris—he doesn’t beg politely. He hunts. ---

Alpha Darius Waller decides to accept Raven Snyder, the widowed mate of a dead warrior, into the manor we live in. This time, I don't scream at him, nor do I fight back against his decision. Instead, I just start packing my stuff together with my daughter, Rachel Waller. "It's difficult for Raven to raise her kid. We'll move out so that it's easier for you to care for them." On the day of Rachel's birthday, Darius gives her a training dagger that's meant for pups. Raven's son, Cole Booker, starts screaming and crying at the sight of the dagger. He insists on obtaining it and making it his. With red-rimmed eyes, Rachel hands the dagger over. "Daddy says that since Cole doesn't have a daddy anymore, he'll become Cole's daddy instead. "I'm the older one here, so I should let Cole have whatever he wants." Darius feels proud when he sees how generous and understanding we are. But he slowly realizes that I no longer get jealous of him, and that Rachel no longer needs him. After all, that wolf had personally cast us out of the pack territory for the sake of Raven and Cole in our past lives. It was winter at that time, so Rachel and I were tormented by endless coldness and hunger. But Darius had opted to give all of the resources the pack had to Raven and Cole. Rachel and I ended up dying in the blizzard from starvation and the cold in each other's arms. After we get reborn, I no longer fight for everything and anything. But at the same time, I no longer need my mate. I've already gotten reborn, so I will never fight for a wolf who doesn't deserve to be with me and Rachel.

"You think because you pulled me from the Blacktide Waters, you own my bloodline, Franklin?" David’s voice is a low, predatory gravel, his massive frame trapping me against the cold stone of the den. His dominant alpha scent fills the space, thick with pine and raw, untamed heat. "You made the mating pact. Now stand still and let me claim my debt." "I told you it was a joke, Double D," I snap, my fangs pricking my lip as my inner wolf thrashes against the intoxicating weight of his presence. I twist beneath his grip, but his large, heavily calloused hands slide down my spine, burning right through the silver-weave fabric of my tunic. "We are in the middle of a territory war. My family’s manor is swimming in treason, and you're worried about an accidental bond?" "There are no accidents when our wolves touch," David growls, his lips brushing the sensitive skin right below my jawline, making a violent shiver rip down my spine. "Your scent is driving my beast insane, klinton. If you don't shut your mouth and press your body against mine right now, I'm going to take you right here on the stone floor, council rules be damned." Franklin Sterling is a fierce, exiled omega heir who has spent ten harsh winters enduring the brutal Ashgrove Wildlands after surviving an assassination attempt ordered by his own father. But when a violent storm strands him on the treacherous Skullmoon Isle, he drags a lethal, dominant Apex Alpha from the jaws of the Blacktide Waters: David Duskbane, the ruthless commander known across the territories as Double D. Can Franklin navigate the lethal vipers of his old den while fighting a suffocating, erotic bond with the most dangerous predator in the northern hemisphere?