Sonic Exe Screams Novels & Stories

Zara Lovegrove Moonclaw is used to being the pack misfit. In a world of sleek, fast modern werewolves, she is a proud, plus-size, and chubby female who would rather spend her time devouring romance scrolls than running with the wolves. But when her old pack falls apart, she is forced into the rogue lands of the Moonhaven Metropolis, taking a low-level maid job at the Moonlight Feast Hall just to buy her next meal. Then, a disastrous shift brings her face-to-face with Theo Kingsley Silverfang—the legendary, grumpy, and fiercely powerful Bandy Alpha Warrior who rules the Silverfang Royal Pack. Theo is brooding, intense, and completely hardened by a devastating, highly public mate-bond split with his greedy ex-mate. He has sworn off the Lunar Fate Mark forever. But the moment his eyes land on Zara’s beautiful, heavy curves and fierce green eyes, his inner wolf screams one word: MATE. When Zara's safety is threatened by a perverted stalker in her basement apartment, Theo steps in like a true warrior, sweeping her up in his arms and demanding she move into his royal estate. Living under the same roof, the explosive attraction between the grumpy Future Alpha King and his sweet, chubby Future Luna becomes impossible to ignore. Can an outcast plus-size wolf find her happy ending with the most powerful Alpha on the ice arena, or will the ghosts of his royal past tear their Eternal Moonmate bond apart?

Content Warning: Smut, Smut and Smut. “He is watching us, Eleanor. Your husband, the one who believes you’re dead, is watching you like this… beneath another man, breathless, trembling, losing yourself across these sheets.” His hand tightened at my waist, drawing a sharp breath from my lips as his mouth brushed my ear. “Good,” I whispered, a slow, wicked smile curving across my lips as my gaze drifted toward the shadow behind the half-open door. I tilted my head back, letting the moment linger—letting him watch. “Then let’s give him a show he will never forget.” ** Once, I had belonged to someone else. A husband who chose my sister over me. A family who buried my screams beneath their lies. A man who did not hesitate when asked which of us should die. He chose me. So now, I chose revenge. A new face. A new name. I would make him crave me… ache for me… ruin himself trying to keep me. And when my sister watches him unravel, piece by piece, she would feel every ounce of pain I did. But to destroy a man, you must first understand his hunger. And the one teaching me? Alexander Blackthorn. My husband’s older brother. A ruthless rogue who believed revenge was never meant to be quick but savored slowly.

Synopsis Between Love And Betrayal Author :Priscy. His voice came like a whisper_ dark, smooth, and dangerously close. “ Why don't I give you a night you'll never forget?” The air thickens between us. My heart races , my mind screams to pull away, but my body disobeys me. His breath touched my skin, warm and electric,and in that moment every broken piece of me craved what I should not want. _ _ _ Aria Quinn catches her long time boyfriend in bed with her best friend; and vows not to have anything to do with love . One night of heart break, leads to a passionate night with a stranger who she barely remembers his name or face. Weeks later , Aria secures a job at a powerful company; unaware that her new boss ; Adrain Cross, is the man from that passionate night.He doesn't recognize her at first… until a blind date brings them face-to-face. Then a business proposal _ a contract that changes everything. When an accident tampers with Aria memories the last piece to Aria’s puzzle was found. He was the man from that night. But just as she begins to believe in love again, she finds out that Adrain’s family is tied to her tragic past. Caught between love and betrayal, Aria must decide to get revenge and destroy the man she loves … or forgive him , and lose herself in the process .

In the blood-soaked mountain town of Black Hollow, every full moon ends with a body and a lie. Elara Ashwood has lived her life by one rule: never trust a man who knows your scent. Raised by her grandmother after her mother vanished into the forest and her father died in a “hunting accident,” Elara knows the forest is dangerous, and the wolves hiding in plain sight are deadlier. But when strangers arrive during the winter eclipse, the forest screams with fury and people begin to disappear. Among them is Kael Draven, a cold, dangerous Alpha with silver eyes that linger too long on her skin, as if he already owns her. The night he bites her is no accident. Elara soon discovers she is not only Kael’s fated mate but also the one prophesied to destroy his bloodline. Rejected and marked, she flees into the forest, awakening a darker force within herself—an ancient wolf that feeds on fear, desire, and vengeance. The more she resists her nature, the harder it becomes to control. As enemies close in and the moon turns red, Kael hunts her—not to kill her, but because his body, his wolf, and his soul answer only to her. Every encounter is charged with hunger: claws brushing skin, breath against necks, restraint breaking slowly, painfully. Their love becomes dangerous, their desire a weapon. In Black Hollow, the true horror is not the beasts in the forest—it is the one you crave in the dark. And sometimes, giving in to that hunger is the only way to survive.

“My father sold me to settle a debt. I didn’t expect his son to be the most dangerous part of the deal.” Sold to Silas Sterling, a man old enough to be her father, she was supposed to be the perfect submissive doll. But for two years, Veda has played a dangerous game of petty obedience, turning Silas’s cold and orderly life into a subtle hell. She thought she knew the limits of her cage, then he came home. Zane Sterling, the notorious heir and rebel, looks at Veda and sees a gold-digging parasite wearing his dead mother’s jewellery. He hates her. He wants to ruin her. And yet, every time they’re trapped in the same room, the hatred turns into a hunger so thick it's suffocating. He knows she belongs to his father and is the one thing he can never touch. But he wants her anyway. “Tell me to stop, Veda. Say the word, and I’ll walk away,” Zane growls, his lips grazing the sensitive column of my throat as his hand trails up my thigh slowly. “But we both know you’re dying to see how much of a sinner you can be.” Veda should scream, run, anything but stay still. But while her mind screams shame, her body begs for the very thing that will ruin them both. Is it revenge? Is it madness? Or is the only thing hotter than her shame the desire she can no longer resist?

Dedication "To all the girls who wished to be loved by a man insanely ,madly without any boundaries " "So you wanted to runaway from me ?" "No iii just wanted to die "her screams and cries were so loud that it can even shatter the glasses of the windows but not the devil's heart who is standing infront of her in all his glory . "I am not like other man's amore who will leave you in fear of you getting killed or hurt by my enemies ,i am from those who will embrace you in my darkness where not even death will be able to reach you , you are mine only mine " Daniel wang , a 28 years old ruthless billionaire and underworld mafia king , scary ,arrogant,merciless words like these are very small to define him . He is a bloodthirsty monster . He get whatever he desire no matter if its a thing or someones life . Neela gabriel capote was a 23 years old girl whose beauty can even make the nymph jealous . She was dusky beauty but her golden hairlocks and green serene eyes were enough to make look no less than a goddess .She was fierce until she met Him . "You are deadly amore " "Your eyes are most beautiful pair of eyes i have ever seen " " i am always afraid of darkness but i am having it all around me to embrace for my whole life and i love it " she lost her eyes .

My boyfriend's childhood friend declared herself the ultimate 'socialite fraud buster' the very first time we met. She would not stop lecturing me at the dinner table. "Women really shouldn't overdress. If Sean hadn't told me himself that you were his girlfriend, I would've written you off as just another one of those fake socialites I've exposed." My boyfriend nodded along eagerly. "You really do dress too flashy. Just listen to Gina and tone it down a little." I could not be bothered to engage, so I excused myself to the restroom, but I ended up overhearing Georgina Lawson's little 'fraud assessment' from right outside the door. "Sean, this woman's walk, the way she talks… All of it screams training. She's a classic case of a fake socialite. She's only with you for your money! That watch, the limited-edition bag, that sports car worth tens of millions... What doctor could possibly afford all that?" Fury burned through me, and I finally reached my limit. I turned around and called my father, the richest man in the city. "Dad, wire me 50 million dollars. I'm buying out a little fraud-busting studio that targets 'fake socialities' to teach her that rich people have children too!"

My husband's first love had been trapped in a car for an hour. After they pulled her out, his rage shifted onto me. “It’s your fault she got hurt,” he spat, his eyes blazing as he grabbed me. Before I could make sense of what was happening, he forced me into a wooden box, slamming the lid down with a deafening crack. “You’re going to feel every ounce of the pain she went through,” he hissed, nailing it shut. I pounded on the walls, my screams tearing through the air. “Please, I didn’t do anything! Let me out!” My throat burned with the effort, my fists aching, but nothing stopped him. “Stay in there until you’ve figured out how to act like a decent human being,” he said, his voice cold, dripping with contempt. Hours passed. My body twisted unnaturally in the tight space, bones throbbing as blood smeared the wood beneath me. I whispered into the dark, the pain unbearable. "Please… just let me out…" But he didn’t care. A week later, he returned, his laughter echoing with hers as they entered the house, carefree from their trip. He finally opened the box. But by then, I was already gone. The woman he locked away was no longer breathing, no longer pleading. Just a cold, silent corpse.

Four years ago, I watched Alpha Adrian slaughter my parents and destroy the Nightfall Pack. Everyone I loved turned to ash and blood that night—everyone except Asher, my best friend who pulled me from the flames. Now I'm infiltrating his pack as a slave vengeance in my heart. I've waited four years for this moment. Four years to get close enough to kill him just as he killed my parents. But fate is a cruel bitch. The mate bond snapped the moment I entered his quarters, binding me to the one man I swore to kill. My body betrays me, craving his touch while my mind screams for his death. And when Adrian finally feels it too, when he discovers I'm the last survivor of the pack he destroyed, everything changes. He says he needs me. That I'm the cure to an ailment slowly killing him. I need him too—he's the only one who can heal my broken wolf and help me shift again. The bond doesn't lie. And neither does the truth I'm starting to uncover about that bloody night. My heart is torn between my best friend who saved me and the mate who killed my parents and holds the key to making me whole again.

“I don’t want you. I hate you.” Those words from her only son slice deeper than any blade. Sarah returns from the hospital expecting love, only to find her place at the family table stolen. Her husband, James, stands arm in arm with Tiana — his late brother’s widow, while her son clings to the other woman’s waist, rejecting his own mother. The betrayal does not end there. After a confrontation with Tiana, she woke up in an abandoned building, her hands tied, and mouth taped. Beside her was Tiana too. Tied. James stood, his confused gaze darting from Tiana to Sarah. And then came the baritone voice from one of the kidnappers: “One life. One choice. You can only save one. Choose!” Sarah turned, seeing how Tiana was communicating with the kidnappers with her eyes. She struggled to let James see the truth; that this was all a setup. But she couldn’t. Her mouth was tapped. But then, like a match striking steel, James’ voice came brittle and final. “Tiana.” He chose his ex over his own wife. Over the mother of his child. Sarah was abandoned in the warehouse. Immediately they left, the warehouse exploded, covered in flames. And Sarah’s screams and cries inside, filled the night. Did Sarah survive the fire outbreak? If she did, can they stand her revenge when she finally returns?