Shadow Cove Novels & Stories

“Suck it.” “ What? , I said suck it . You said you were gay and in love with me so make me come. Deane mave , popularly known as BABY is an undercover FBI agent on the brink of losing his job due to his uncanny ways of solving cases. To save his job he is tasked with catching Zachary stallion FBI most wanted mafia. With no way in , he finds out that Zachary is gay. Running out of time, he decides to act as a gay man to get Zachary's attention. But is his job really worth it ?. Find out the story of Zachary and Deane in this thrilling novel.

(Book 1 of The Cypher Agency Series) "I'm your superior, don't ever fall in love with me. But if I fall, don't hesitate to pull the trigger." Top Agent Wave aka Allister, would rather take a bullet than fall in love. When the feisty and strong Agent Nova aka Hira Callan came, missions became difficult. Their relationship should only be professional and nothing more but one night changed it all. "Don't trust anyone. Even salt looks like sugar." This is book 1 of The Cypher Agency Series. This can be read as a stand alone.

You had met the woman of your dreams and fell in love. You eloped. But when you both returned to take your rightful place among the clan, your dream turned into a never-ending nightmare. Your souls became destined to always say goodbye, but what happens when those shadows that you once feared become your comfort? Can a love be reborn in the shadows of goodbye? Bella had always tried to please others and ignore her dreams until one day she was sacrificed to the Beast. She found herself plunged into an unfamiliar world and a servant to the Beast, who had killed all other offerings. This bizarre world becomes her home until the Beast claims her. Is she content being a shadow or does she become something far more powerful?

"Let's play a game, let's find out if you live or die." Skilled with the ability to Astral Project, Jason finds himself trying to escape a mansion filled with demonic entities while also trying to save his bestfriend. Only the dead survive where the days are shorter and the nights are longer.

For eighteen years, Persea Holloway has dreamed of escaping the suffocating rules of her family and the isolated land they've called home for generations. When the opportunity to study abroad in Greece finally arrives, she leaves without looking back. But from the moment she arrives, strange things begin to happen. Ancient ruins feel familiar. Flowers bloom where they shouldn't. And an unsettling sense of déjà vu follows her wherever she goes. Then she meets Aidon Xydis. Darkly captivating and impossible to read, the enigmatic professor awakens something inside her she can't explain—and can't seem to resist. As buried secrets begin to surface, Persea discovers that her trip to Greece may not have been an accident. Someone has been watching her. Waiting for her. And the truth hidden within her past may be older than the gods themselves. In a world where myths refuse to stay buried and desire can be as dangerous as destiny, Persea must decide who she can trust—before the shadows claiming her become impossible to escape. Because some mysteries were never meant to be solved.

My wife dies in an accident, leaving me and our son, who's just started kindergarten, behind. I barely make it through the funeral. However, when I get home, my in-laws come knocking with my wife's brother in tow. They want to take over my wife's fortune, including an old bungalow my parents left me for me in the city. I finally realize that my wife has changed me so much that her family has never seen me tearing people's throats out.

Hera had lost everything from her pack to her dignity, virtually everything she owned except her little brother Mark. The alpha of the Bluemoon Pack had spared their lives after killing everybody else. To gain their freedom, The alpha has a task for Hera. Bluemoon is planning to overthrow the most substantial pack in the world, The Silvercrest park, and he wants Hera to go undercover to find out everything about them. The task seems very easy until Hera finds out she’s mated to the Alpha of Silvercrest Pack after the Alpha of Bluemoon rejected her!

"She came for the $10,000 paycheck. She didn't expect to bargain for her life." Serenia Buenavista is having the absolute worst day of her life. She just got evicted from her apartment, her bank account is down to five dollars, and she just caught her boyfriend cheating on her—while his new girl is wearing Serenia's favorite hoodie. Desperate for quick cash, Serenia applies for a suspiciously high-paying anonymous job online: a nanny position for a "high-stress environment" paying $10,000 a month. But when she arrives at the heavily guarded mansion, she doesn't find a normal family. She finds Matteo Alcantara—a cold, ruthless, and terrifying underground boss who is currently losing a war against his orphaned four-year-old nephew. While other professional nannies run out of the house crying, Serenia sits on the floor and negotiates with the toddler like a tiny criminal, promising to teach him how to picklock doors if he eats his broccoli. Matteo is speechless. He needs her. But just as Serenia signs the deadly contract, gunshots shatter the mansion's windows. Now, locked in a world of danger, secrets, and a very grumpy, dangerously handsome boss, Serenia realizes she didn't just sign up for childcare... She signed up for the mafia.

It’s her. It’s my mate. I looked at the girl from afar using my enhanced vision. I can’t be seen closer to the guesthouse and I know I’m breaking the rules but fuck! I can’t stand the sweet scent lingering all over my pack since they arrive. Since she arrive. She is tall, and even from those shabby clothes, I can tell she’s fit and curvy. Her long golden-brown hair has natural curls at the edge. I love how the shape of her eyes matches her high cheekbone and- Oh, fuck. Not again. I can feel my cock reacting from just looking at her. And even from this distance, her scent is intoxicating that I can’t help but be enticed by it. Fuck. If only I’m not an Alpha, I won’t have this much control! I might have run down this hill to reach her, claim her, mark her, kiss her--ohh, fuck!

I live alone. At eleven o'clock on a rainy night, an unexpected call came through. The voice on the other end said my car window was left open and urged me to go downstairs. Cautious as a woman should be, I didn't act rashly. Instead, I called the property security office, only to discover that even the security was fake. It hit me suddenly—I was ensnared in a vast conspiracy. Someone was orchestrating all of this. But for what purpose?