Tch Voyager Novels & Stories

The night my family’s rival gang stormed the mafia ball, I was taken as leverage. My boyfriend, Nolan, and my closest friend, Riven, stood only steps away. But they chose to shield my cousin, Anna, instead. I was being saved by a secret man hours later—bruised, shaken, and already forgotten. No one asked what had been done to me. Nolan only said, “Anna was scared. She needed us more.” Days later, Anna invited me to her birthday party. I went out of courtesy—only to watch her cast me as the villain of her story. Nolan and Luca stood by her, protecting her again. That night, I said yes to the marriage alliance my family had prepared years ago. When I left the city, Nolan finally texted—angry, wounded, offended. “You’re really leaving?" I replied with just one line. “You’re more than welcome to my wedding.”

They had a deal. Give him a child and he would let her people go. Giving him a child was easy. Twin boys with eyes as bright and beautiful as the blue skies and curly brown hair just like his, but Alpha Ezra was quick to remind her of the long-lasting feud between the witches and wolves. Heartlessly, he ordered her execution along with the entire coven. As she burned in the fires with her people, she swore to make his entire pack go up in flames on her return. Ten years later, reborn of fire and blood, Melucia is back to not only reclaim her children but set his entire pack ablaze just as she promised. There is only one slight problem: Ezra is no longer the man he once was, and her children can’t seem to live without him. Now she must choose between revenge and happiness.

Liam Simpson is the Golden Boy of Northwood University hockey. He’s the Captain,a legacy, and he’s 100% straight; or so he thought.He has his whole life planned out, and it doesn't include Jax Miller. Liam and Jax have nothing in common except their jerseys and their burning hatred for each other. Liam plays for his father’s pride. Jax plays for the thrill. Neither of them has ever looked at a man that way before.But when they are forced to share a roof, the walls they built start to crumble with nowhere to hide, the hate starts to feel a lot like obsession. One accidental touch turns into a late night mistake they can’t take back. Now, they aren't just playing for a championship, they’re playing a dangerous game, one that is stronger than any hit on the ice.

A captive of the powerful Alpha King, Dragana, a witch of royal Slavic descent has been tasked to find the ruthless alpha his mate. If she fails, A ruthless Alpha King is not going to stop at anything to secure his succession, his crown and heir, even if that included taking Dragana as his breeder, against her will. Time was running out and despite everything, she has found herself in the center of war, temptation, death and love. ************************************************************************** I dreamt of her lips.. I could not get that from my head, even in the dream.. Rolling over, I could almost sense faint scent of her on my bed.. My cock was hard again, and the only thing to do now was to rub one out.. Large, hard and sticking out, I grabbed it, thinking of her lips.. Sliding my hand up and down I imagined Dragana’s wet pussy, her juices flowing down, her taking me and screaming my name.. I could see her silver eyes ripe with satisfaction, her biting her lip all while I thrust deeper and deeper inside, making her take my full length… I thrust my cock again in my hand imagining being inside her.. She as a virgin, so she must be tight.. no man before me had her.. to that thought, I simply exploded all over again.. I will have her, I said to myself.. I want her and I will have her, heir or not, mate or not..

On the night she’s supposed to become Luna, Seraphine is murdered by her mate, not because he hates her, but because a prophecy forces him to. She dies thinking he rejected her. But the Moon Goddess gives her a rebirth into the body of a witch, the most feared species by wolves. Now she returns to the pack hidden in a new body unknown to her former mate and she’s carrying a forbidden power she never had before. She has one mission: Expose why she was truly killed… and why her mate cried while stabbing her. But every truth she uncovers leads to a darker twist.

Laura Robert had always have a crush on Lucien Wilson but back then he was together with Megan Davis. Years later when her father’s company went bankrupt, her father went to meet Lucien’s grandfather for help and he was given the condition that Lucien and Laura get married. The marriage started out a bit smooth, she gave birth to a don but he had a heart condition. Laura hoped that Lucien would eventually fall in love with her as she made sure to help me with whatever he needs, but instead all she got from him was humiliation and being treated badly. He would spend nights with Megan and her daughter instead of Laura and his biological son. On the night Lucien was supposed to announce Laura as his partner, his mother announced Megan Davis instead. This made Laura discovered that Lucien wasn’t ever going to love her back.

Some obsessions are impossible to resist—and some passions come with a price. Caught in a relationship she never expected, she finds herself drawn into a world of secrets, temptation, and irresistible attraction. As desire and danger become impossible to separate, every stolen moment brings them closer to a line neither of them should cross.

For centuries, the bloodlines of witches and werewolves have been shackled by a curse born of jealousy and vengeance. Shiloh, a hybrid enchantress scorned by Prince Kane, condemned their descendants: no witch and wolf of their line could ever fulfill their love. Every attempt would bring death to themselves or to those they held most dear. Generation after generation, Amindas and Kians have loved in secret, longed in silence, and died without ever uniting. Now, the last of their line faces the same cruel fate. Kian, heir to the Alpha throne, is strong, noble, and bound by duty—but none of it can temper the fire he feels for Aminda, the Witch Supreme. Aminda, brave and resolute, carries the weight of centuries on her shoulders, knowing that every stolen moment with Kian risks bloodshed, heartbreak, and doom. Their love is undeniable, but it is also forbidden, haunted by the lives of every ancestor who perished longing for the same impossible union. And yet, enemies lurk, plotting to ensure the curse endures. Alister and Fiorella manipulate shadows and bloodlines, intent on driving the lovers apart, while the curse itself tightens like a noose around their hearts. Centuries of sorrow whisper in every glance, every touch. Will Aminda and Kian finally break the cycle—or will they, too, be condemned to a lifetime of longing, separated by the distance that has doomed their ancestors?

Willow Crest, an 18 year old Senior in High School was born with the gift of Premonitions that came in her dreams. As a Light Witch and a black sheep within her own town, Willow is constantly bullied by her peers, both Witches and regular students at her school. Even with her special skills, she is looked down on as the weakest in her Coven, some seeing her as an outcast as her mother was a Light Witch before her, but her father was a normal human being. Plagued with Depression and Anxiety, Willow was ready to end her torment until a fateful encounter with a tall, mysterious man with smoldering gold and red eyes convinces her that life was worth living. Dante Iscariot, a man that walked in the time of Christ. A participant in many wars. An observer to empires both rising and falling. Though civilizations aged, Dante didn't. No matter how many followers pledged their allegiance to him, no matter how many people he turned with his blood, none of them could fill the emptiness that was left inside of himself. Then one day, he met a young woman with short black hair and violet eyes when visiting a small town in Montana. He planned to turn her until he realized that they had a connection far stronger than he ever imagined. Book 1: Fated to the Werewolf King

On my way back from a business trip, I scrolled past a video. A newborn was abandoned by the roadside, crying so hard. As a first time dad, I couldn’t help looking at the baby a little longer. I froze because that baby looked exactly like my son. I had booked the best confinement center in the city for my wife. I had checked them into a VIP suite. I had employed a nanny and a nursing team to look after my wife and my son full-time. I broke out in a cold sweat. My wife didn’t check her phone, so I immediately called the center's manager, Ms. Thompson. She laughed lightly. “Don’t worry, Mr. Smith. Your wife and baby are perfectly fine. They just fell asleep.” The next second, she sent me a photo of my sleeping baby. I stared at the tiny, unfamiliar face. In that instant, the blood in my body turned to ice. I was only gone for four days. So how was my son a different person?