Shannon Lee Blade Novels & Stories

"I do want you." "Zakh!" "I can't wait to feel your pussy around my dick." "But...Zakh, this isn't right." "You want this," I said as I leaned over to suck on her tits. "I–I don't know if⁠—" "You're going to take my dick like a good girl, Alisa." She stared at me, her face showing how badly she wanted the pleasure I could give her while simultaneously, she was intimidated by what it would feel like. "I⁠—" "Right now," I vowed as I slammed into her tight, slick heat in one long, steady thrust. ----------------------- The only crime twenty-year-old Alisa Volkov committed is being fat. Hated by her father, and hiding away behind a counter, managing the cover business for her father's shady business deals, she hopes one day to be set free. That day eventually comes. But it's not in the way she expects. When her father announces a marriage arrangement to the rival Bravta group's son, Alisa bemoans her fate. But one look at Zakh Volkov, her fiancee's cousin, and Alisa loses her mind. Zakh is cold, seductive, and very dangerous. He is everything Alisa has been running away from all her life. A Bravta Kingpin through and through. Alisa should behave herself and get married to the man her father choose, but it's too late. Zakh has his eyes set on her, and he would stop at nothing to make her his. Even if it means stealing her from his cousin. Even if it means going against the Bravta.

The Lycans were born in blood and sharpened by war. Their king was no savior—only a conqueror whose name alone sent werewolf packs into retreat. For years, his armies tore through the open plains, waiting for the moment the fragile peace would finally shatter. Tanya was never meant to matter in that war. A wolfless omega. A half-blood slave. The shame of the Raki Horde Pack. When the Moon Goddess binds her to Alpha Prince Tovar, she believes her suffering is over. She is wrong. Rejected in front of her pack and forced into a loveless union, Tanya becomes nothing more than a placeholder for the woman he truly wants. But when she discovers the truth of his betrayal and severs their bond, her secret is revealed in a single drop of blood. Purple. The color of the enemy. Declared an abomination and hunted for execution, Tanya escapes across the forbidden river—into the territory of the Lycans. Into the arms of their cursed king. He was never meant to have a mate. She was never meant to survive. But fate has never feared war. “To love him is treason. To reject him is death.” What choice does Tanya make?

She doesn't belong to his world, where men like him rule and women are put up on auction blocks to be sold to the highest bidder. — When Sienna Williams meets Giovanni Adams, the Lord of the Italian Mafia, she has no idea that her life is about to change. Agreeing to his proposition of spending just one night in his bed as repayment for a debt, she's set her mind on what to expect from this ruthless, dangerous business man. But what she finds out is that there's more to Giovanni that meets the eye, and sadly, one night with him will simply not be enough. Giovanni Adams is cruel, vicious and mean. He always gets what he wants. And no one owes him. Ever. When Ciara Williams betrays him, he goes for the only treasure she has left in the world. Her sister, Sienna. Sienna's fierceness excites his primal instincts, and he was rest assured that one night in his bed would quench this sudden, burning passion.

Number 1: Kidnap the Mafia's Wife. Number 2: Great, the bitch is gone. Stage an accidentally-on-purpose meet up to get his attention. Number 3: Have his eyes on me the whole night. Number 4: Let him take me home. Number 5: Experiment: take one; put a gun to the bastard's head. The last thing Indigo Mae expected was for a terror from her past to come knocking on her door at midnight. And by all means, the last thing she could have possibly hoped for was this little visit being the reason she gets roped into a twisted and deadly experiment, using the most dangerous man in the continent as her labrat. All Indigo ever wanted was a breakthrough. Unfortunately, life has other surprises. And it all begins with her getting thrown, hands tied, into a sinister Mafia world of conspiracies, lies, desires and death. Or, in other words, this mad man called Alessandro Ferrara.

My name is Lisha; I live with my grandmother Allana and my mother, Olivia; we are Dark Fae, one from the Unseelie lands. They say we are dark, cruel, evil creatures, and some of us are—but only the ones who aren't being subjected to the cruelty and cunning of both the Seelie and Unseelie. The strong prey on the weak; the Fae you think you can trust is your biggest enemy. Some of us will always be playthings for the Seelie, Unseelie, Vampires, and Werewolves. It took me a long time to realize that Allana knows more than she tells me; she guards her secrets well. How many more of us will be hurt before she is satisfied with her place in the supernatural realms? I was a fool to trust her and lost everything because of her quest for power, my mate, my mother, and my home. I am no longer an unsuspecting child; I will get revenge on everyone who has caused me pain, even if it takes the rest of my life.

For years, Vampires and Werewolves has coexisted peacefully, despite both supernatural species naturally and genetically designed to hate each other. When Seline Atwood's pack is attacked on a cold winter night, she is embittered and confused. Driven by a thirst for revenge, she decides to devote her entire life to training in order to bring down Ferrara DeMarco, the much-dreaded vampire king who's responsible for her grief. The plan is simple. Seduce and stake him to death. But when she gets to know Ferrara for who he really is — a caring, loving and yet, lonely king — and not the monster he's been painted out to be, she falls in love with him. Is there a chance that he wasn't the one responsible for the attack on her pack? Most importantly, is there a chance that their love could sail through the storms of complications and enemies on it's path?

"You'll be a good girl for me, won't you? "he adds, his eyes darting across my face as he pushes himself further into me. All the will I had to question what had suddenly changed has left me. He was all that mattered.  Something deep in my soul told me that tonight wasn't our typical adventure.  He was aware that our days were numbered, even if I had no intentions of stopping our secret affair. This sent flutters through my stomach as he pulled out and slammed back into me. I would be married to another in just a few short months, but tonight would be burned into my brain forever. Annora is the heir to the Fae Throne. Her mother died at birth, and her father became ill when she was a teenager. As a result, her father has created a tournament in which Fae leaders he deems worthy must undergo challenges to win his daughter's heart and the throne alongside her. The problem is that Annora has already fallen in love with another—a forbidden love with a man who eventually becomes her stepbrother, making things all the more complicated in a world that she is already lost in. As the kingdom begins to crumple and hearts tangle, can Annora find the strength to be true to herself, her heritage, and her fated mate?

I noticed Stacy besides him and peering at her hand clutching his arm, it was plausible that she is his girlfriend. Leo already moved on? How could he and that quickly? We just got divorced three days ago and he's already dating someone? "Hi Margaret." He smiled at me. I was so startled I couldn't speak my lips faltered and my eye lashes shook. "Hello?" Stacy spanned her hand towards me. I peeked at her lips which were coated with crimson lipstick, her owl-like eyes, her flawless cheeks and her remarkable nose. She wore a dashing ruddy gown which disclosed her curvaceous hips. She shook my hand, "I am Stacy Leo's fiancée." She smiled with her mouth slightly opened I could plainly see her dazzling angel-white incisors. She's not just a girlfriend. Leo's engaged to her? Unbelievable! Little wonder why he always kept late nights while we were together. And the rumors about him having an affair, they were really true.

“What are you doing? You’re hurting him! That is your mate, Zenith! You can't treat him like trash!” “He is a traitor!” Zenith snarled, not slowing his pace as he marched me toward the stairs, his grip on my neck tightening until I could barely draw a breath. “And if the Moon Mother thinks I’ll let a spy into my heart just because of a biological fluke, she's as delusional as you are!” °°° I was supposed to stay hidden, until the world forgot a male Omega like me even existed. Then I was accused of a crime I didn't commit. And the twist I never could've expected? I was the Lycan King's mate, and he was mine. No king wants a lowly, criminal Omega. Especially in a world where male omegas are seen as useless, unnecessary beings in the werewolfdom. Now I’m his prisoner, his mistake, and his curse. He looks at me like I’m filth beneath his boots, yet the bond between us burns hotter than his hatred. But secrets have a way of crawling into the light, and now the ruthless Alpha who wants me dead has found a reason to keep me alive. I could give him a heir. And there’s no escape. He despises me, but he will claim me anyway, and will never let me go. The worst part? A traitorous piece of me still craves the monster who owns me.

-Two rival mafia heirs who hated each other more than anything in this world… until they were married against their will. - It started as a heated rivalry, right from birth, but turned into something even crazier when the two most powerful Mafia Bosses, Dex Russo and Elian Virelli, are suddenly thrown into an arranged marriage. Orchestrated by Elian's grandfather and Dex's Father. With two heirs thrown into a cage and tested to see if they would thrive together or be each other's downfall. Blood is bound to flow, sparks will ignite, and fire, hotter and bigger than any of them could ever think of, will consume them. And when it does, no one. No. One. Is going to be able to stop them.