Violet Fox Reviews Novelas e Histórias

From Bully to Lover He spent years tormenting her. She spent years trying to forget him. But fate has a twisted sense of humor... and a dangerously possessive heart. Violet "Vee" Rivers grew up in the shadows—quiet, smart, and the constant target of one boy’s cruelty. Xavier "Zay" Knight was her worst nightmare: cold smirks, cruel words, and the kind of intense gaze that left her burning with humiliation... and something else she could never admit. For years, she believed he hated her. For years, she hated him right back. Now in college and far from the small town that raised her, Vee is finally free. New city, new campus, new beginning. But her fresh start shatters on day one—when she sees him. Older, sharper, hotter. And still watching her like he owns her. Zay never forgot her. Never wanted anyone else. And he sure as hell didn’t let her go. When he sees another man getting too close, Zay snaps—and makes his first move. What starts as obsession turns into a dangerous game of seduction, secrets, and surrender. Vee is no longer the scared girl from the past—but Zay isn’t the same boy either. He’s darker now. And he doesn’t just want her. He wants every piece of her—mind, body, and soul. She may hate him… but she won’t be able to stop herself from loving him. Even if it destroys them both.

"Change of plans, you are coming with me and you are going to be a good girl if you don't want to lose your son" I threatened even though it was an empty threat it worked on her. "What do you want from me? Why are you here?" She glared at me. "I'm here to take you back home, Rosie, oh how your parents have missed you" I taunted as she quavered obviously. "I'm going to kill you" She seethed. "I'll be looking forward to that threat, Little Fox" **** Rosella Santino is on the run from her own family, after running away from home because she got pregnant due to a one-night stand with a stranger, her parents suggested she get rid of the child but she didn't instead she ran away. Running away from her responsibilities as the next leader of her clan, she builds a successful life in another town far away from home. Everything changed one day when her baby's father came looking for her. She didn't know he was from the Silver Bullets clan, a rival mafia group her family hated and it was mutual, both families had hated each other for years and they didn't bother to hide it. Seth Acapella didn't expect her to have a child when he found her, but then he finds out the child is his. Even if he is supposed to abduct her and use her against her family for a business transaction, he found himself changing his plans. He wants to keep her. But will she allow him? Will she let go of the past and forgive him for all he did to her? Will she choose her enemy over her family and fight for love?

It was one thing to fall in love with somebody But for a werewolf it was everything to be mated to someone your heart raced after. When Collen moved yet again to start a new life with his family, he hadn't expected he'd be meeting his mate. A mate who would bring about his downfall. Alessia winters was a descendant of the original wolf hunters. The same one that has caused havoc to the wolf community many years before.. Alessia Winters hopes to live a normal life someday, a life she knew was never gonna be at her disposal, a life she wished she'd had if her father was still there. But she knew as always, wishes never come true. So she tries to be exactly what her family expects from her: the family's perfect hunter granddaughter. The Winters are known for over centuries for their werewolf huntings for generations after generations. While Alessia has to be the perfect daughter who takes over her family's ethics, she has to deal with the mysterious hot guy she met at the village square. Collin Mcalester finds it oddly satisfying that he meets this strangely adorable woman the very first night he moved to Fox City. Her voice sets a constant lust reminder in his heart and he finds himself longing after her. But was there meeting fated to happen? Or was their love doomed before they even met? Will a wanted Werewolf who's been into hiding for countless years be any more safer after meeting and falling in love with a wolf hunter's daughter, who's a skilled hunter herself than she gives credit for. Would it turn out to be a deer walking into the lion's den? A fascinating head-spinning romance that Will leave your heart thudding after turning the last page.

“She is a murderer!” Alpha Dan roared. “That bitch murdered my son!” I kept my eyes on the ground. It was safer that way. The entire hall felt like it was closing in on me, heavy with judgment. “Only fools resort to such unruly grammar.” The voice was calm. Controlled. Deadly ,for a moment no one said anything “What did you just say to me?” Alpha Dan demanded. “I dare you to lay a finger on her,” He replied. “You called me here for a truce. I can start a war just as easily. Besides, fools are highly flammable.” Before I knew it polished shoes stopped in front of me he came down to my level. Warm fingers slid under my chin and lifted my face. My breath caught. His touch was gentle, but my skin burned where he held me. When I met his eyes, the world narrowed to just us. “She’s from your pack?” he asked softly before tilting his head like he was making a decision “Then I’m changing the papers. The name will read Violet Throne.” My heart stumbled. “And most importantly,” he said, his thumb brushing my jaw, “she’s mine.” ~~~~~ The last thing Voilet expected at the mating ball was to be accused of murder. Now she’s on the run. To survive, she abandons her identity and lives as a man. She never planned to become a bodyguard and she certainly never planned to work for the most ruthless Alpha in the territories. But the most dangerous part? He looks at her like she’s the answer to everything he’s ever wanted.

"I want you," he whispered, the words a dark promise. "You are a curiosity." he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "Stay. Give me what I want, and I will compensate you. More wealth than your entire district has seen in a century. Power. Protection. A name that people will actually fear to speak.". Seraphina felt herself slipping. It wasn't the promise of money or the allure of power—it was *him*. Those violet eyes were like twin abysses, pulling her in, bewitching her senses until the room, the kidnapping, and her own hatred began to fade into a blur of desire and disorientation. She felt a traitorous urge to reach up, to pull him closer, to lose herself in the terrifying vacuum of his gaze. His hand moved lower, his touch becoming more insistent, tracing the curve of her waist, pulling her body flush against his. ..... In the ruthless kingdom of Velkaris, power belongs to those born strong, and the weak are forgotten. She is a Lesser-Lesser wolf, invisible in the hierarchy and underestimated by everyone—including herself. But her quiet life shatters when she meets the Alpha Brothers. Kael, the future Alpha Sovereign, is cold, controlled, and dangerous in his restraint. He doesn’t ask—he claims. Kieran, his younger brother, is reckless, magnetic, and thrives on breaking what he cannot control. Both are drawn to her. Both want her. And neither is used to being denied. But while the brothers see a fragile lower-ranked wolf, she carries a buried past tied to the royal family—a truth powerful enough to threaten the throne itself. As desire turns into obsession and rivalry brews between the brothers, she is pulled into a world where love is a weapon and secrets are fatal. And in Velkaris, nothing stays hidden forever.

When my mate, Dorian Roumanoff, mistakes our room for the 99th time and delivers the moonstone necklace I'm supposed to wear at our mating ritual to my stepsister, Vanya Lovel's, bedroom, he irritably faults me. "Why didn't you remind me? Forget it. Since I've already given the necklace to her, I'll let her wear it. "Vanya hasn't been sleeping well; the moonstone that's been blessed by the Moon Goddess will definitely help her sleep soundly." I stand rooted to the spot, numb. I've gotten used to Dorian's repeated "mistakes". A month ago, we agree to hold our mating ritual, and Vanya comes all the way to the Sable pack to attend it. Ever since she moves into our manor, Dorian has mistaken her room for mine innumerable times. First, he delivers the moonlit roses that are meant for our mating ritual to Vanya's room by mistake. Then, he laments, "Since I've already given them to her, I'll let her keep them. After all, Vanya has never received roses her entire life." During the full moon hunt, he "accidentally" sends the snow fox pelt he hunted to Vanya, simply because she's in poor health and needs a cloak. Now, even the necklace blessed by the Moon Goddess is also "accidentally" given away by him. I stand frozen in place, watching him walk into Vanya's room without a single backward glance. Little does he know, I've already booked a ship ticket to leave the Sable pack. I won't be attending tomorrow's mating ritual. Since he loves giving things away so much, I might as well give him to her, too.

SODOM DADDIES: Pack of the Oregon Daddies A Collection of Filthy Forbidden MM Sins He called me boy like it was a brand. And I let him burn it into me. Not because I was weak. Because I was worshipping . This is what they don't tell you about forbidden things—they don't feel wrong when you're in the dark with them. They feel like religion . Like the only prayer you've ever known. And the men in these pages? They're not asking for your soul. They're taking it with a smile, a grip on your throat, and a whisper of good boy that ruins you for anyone else. SODOM DADDIES isn't just one hunger. It's a feast of every dark craving you've hidden in your bookmarks, your late-night searches, the parts of yourself you don't name out loud. Your best friend's father who finally stops pretending he hasn't been counting down the days until you're legal. The silver fox next door who teaches you exactly how he likes it—slow, filthy, deep . The alpha who doesn't ask before he claims what's already his. The age gap that should make you run, but instead has you spreading your legs and begging him to stay. Every story is a different sin. Every daddy is a different death. And every single one of them knows exactly what you need before you do. They're not here to love you gently. They're here to ruin you completely. And you're already on your knees, aren't you? 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit MM content, power imbalances, age gap relationships, pseudo-incest themes, and scenes that may leave you ruined for vanilla forever.

I should have been walking down the aisle. Instead, I was running through the woods in my wedding dress. The white fabric caught on every branch, tearing apart like my life. My name is Camela Siegel. My father is the Mayor, and he sold me to save himself. Vincent Castellano was supposed to be my husband. They call him the Mad Prince, but I learned he’s so much worse than that. His hands trembled when he touched me—sometimes gentle, like I might break, and sometimes rough, like he wanted to overpower me. “You’re mine now,” he’d whisper in the dark corners of that house. “No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to hurt you but me.” I tried the door handle every day for three months. It only turned from the outside. When help finally came, I thought it was over. I thought I could go home and pretend none of it ever happened. I was wrong. Vincent found my journal—the one where I wrote about him, about what he did to me, and about who he truly is. Now he’s not just keeping me locked up. He’s hunting me. They call him “The Fox” for a reason. He’s patient and waits. When he catches what he’s after, he never lets it go. I can feel him watching me even now—through my bedroom window, from across the street, in the shadows where I can’t see him but I know he’s there. My father thinks making that deal saved his life. He doesn’t realize it destroyed mine. Vincent said he’d keep me until the last day of my life. I’m starting to think that day is coming soon.

The beastfolk are a powerful race, and to strengthen our family's power, Father arranges marriages for both me and my stepsister, Arya Hearthguard. In our past lives, Arya entered a high-profile marriage into the wealthy, powerful dragon clan, while I was forced to wed into the crumbling lion clan. The clan leader of the dragons—Draken Vorgath—was cold and detached. He cared more for gold than his bride, leaving Arya in a glided cage of loneliness. Overwhelmed by the desolation, she seduced the future leader of the fox clan, who was flirtatious.. And when the scandal exploded, Draken resolutely divorced her. Arya's scandal brought shame upon our family. Despite Father's favoritism, he was compelled by family honor to exile her in disgrace. Clan leader of the lions and King of the Jungle—Kael Hawthorne—was a man of unwavering devotion. Our marriage blossomed, and within a year, I bore him a golden lion cub blessed with the Aetheric Divinity. With the Aetherborn, Kael rose to rule all beastfolk as the chieftain, and I became their most revered chieftess. Consumed by envy, Arya sneaked into my son's first birthday feast and strangled the golden lion cub in his cradle. Then, she set the place ablaze and burned me alive along with it. When I wake up, I am back on the very day of our marriage. This time, Arya volunteers to marry into the lions and leaves me the chance to marry into the dragons. I accept everything meekly with only a tenth of her dowry and marry Draken. Later, she bleeds her dowry dry, propping up the lion clan, only to fail in conceiving a cub. When the elders demand she mate with other males, regret drowns her. As for me, all I want in his new life is an heir and a quiet life among the dragons. But no one warns me about the dragons, least of all that my supposedly cold-hearted husband will relentlessly demand me once awakened. Or that his members came in pairs and ridges!

My words can kill. Whatever I say comes true. When I was eight, my cruel adoptive father kicked me into an icy river. I glared at him and said furiously, "You'll drown if you go into water." The next day, he drowned in a stinking ditch where the water barely reached his knees. After realizing I could really kill people, I was so scared I stopped talking and became a mute. A year ago, I was taken back to the Shaw family. In order to stay with the family that I'd finally found after all these years, I absolutely refused to speak. But one day, after Jackie Shaw took a sip of the drink I brought him, he suddenly convulsed and fell to the floor, his face turning purple. A maid screamed in terror, "There's peanut powder in the drink!" Before I could even say anything, my twin sister, Violet, kicked the coffee table, grabbed my hair, and pressed me down hard onto the broken glass shards. "You know Jackie is severely allergic to peanuts! How could you poison him?!" After Mom gave Jackie an emergency injection, she turned around and slapped me hard. "I can't believe I gave birth to a malicious monster like you!" Dad's face was ashen. He splashed boiling tea all over me. "You heartless, vicious ingrate! I can't believe you tried to kill Jackie out of jealousy!" Boiling water mixed with blood dripped down my face, and I clenched my teeth tightly. They had no idea that if I truly wanted him dead, I wouldn't even need to poison him. I just had to speak. Like this. I slowly looked up at Jackie, and my lips moved...