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He saw her before she ever saw herself. But some eyes don’t look—they consume.
Eighteen-year-old Dana is drowning in the aftermath of her mother’s death. Left in the care of a drunk aunt who barely remembers she exists, Dana moves through life like a ghost—quiet, obedient, aching to be seen.
Then she meets Rick.
Older. Magnetic. A reclusive artist who draws her like she’s a vision. In his studio, Dana becomes something else—muse, masterpiece, obsession.
He makes her feel chosen. Beautiful. Real.
But desire is never simple. And being seen is not the same as being safe.
As Dana slips deeper into Rick’s world—half devotion, half danger—others begin to circle.
Lena, Rick’s former muse, burned raw by the same attention now drawn to Dana.
Eric, a club owner who deals in control and whispers, sees Dana’s softness as something to shape—and own.
Todd, the bartender with quiet eyes, offers no promises—only stillness. And sometimes stillness is the only safe place left.
Caught between art and obsession, power and possession, Dana must ask herself:
Who am I when no one is watching?
And who do I become when they all are?
A haunting, sensual descent into desire, control, and self-discovery, Dana’s Desires explores the space between muse and autonomy, devotion and domination. This is not a love story—it’s the reckoning that follows.
In a world where every heartbeat is measured, the countdown never lies.
Angar Pane has lived three centuries, his life stretched by the Timekeepers who rule over humanity with their ruthless invention: the life clock. But immortality has left him hollow, and the growing protests outside his council doors whisper a dangerous truth—that perhaps people are not meant to know the hour of their death.
Carol hears only the cries of the baby she abandoned in a frozen alley, a choice born of betrayal and despair. And deep in the city’s underbelly, where no clocks exist, young Fareed lives free of the Council’s grasp—until fate pulls him into the storm.
As rebellion rises and the Council fractures, three lives—an immortal, a broken mother, and a boy beyond time—are bound together by one impossible question:
What if the greatest gift is not knowing when your time will run out?
Alex lives for the cage. Fighting is the only place he feels in control, the only arena where pain becomes purpose. Outside of it, he’s a man drowning—scarred by past losses, restless in his body, and uncertain if survival is worth the grind. His fists are his salvation and his prison, but they are all he has.
Walt is his opposite. A man corroded by envy, Walt sees in Alex everything he believes was denied to him: strength, resilience, even the chance at redemption. Walt’s failures fester until desire curdles into obsession. He doesn’t just want Alex’s life—he wants Alex’s body.
That obsession drives him into the arms of a ruthless Vodou queen, whose power promises transformation but demands sacrifice. Walt’s bargain is simple and unthinkable: to strip Alex from his flesh and step into it himself. The ritual begins, but the transfer twists. Something breaks. The Vodou queen’s magic is never clean, never without consequence.
Instead of rebirth, Walt awakens into betrayal and torment. Instead of freedom, Alex is dragged into a waking nightmare where body and soul fracture under forces he cannot fight with fists alone. Both men spiral—one clawing for control of what he tried to steal, the other fighting to reclaim what was violently taken.
As power shifts and loyalties splinter, the cost of their choices grows bloodier. The Vodou queen plays her own game, feeding off the chaos she has unleashed, leaving Alex and Walt trapped in a brutal collision of muscle, magic, and obsession. Neither man can emerge whole.
In the end, Coporum asks: what are we without our bodies? When identity, power, and desire are stolen, is survival even possible—or is it just another cage?
They had each other, and that was enough. Together, they poured their lives into restoring a building no one else wanted, a home that became a monument to their love. But when a ruthless mogul set his sights on it, their refusal to sell made them his enemies. And enemies, in his world, don’t survive.
When tragedy strikes and one of them is killed, the woman left behind is consumed by grief—and a burning need for revenge. She vanishes to Mexico, remakes herself, and returns under a new face and a new name. Her plan is simple: marry the man who destroyed her life and dismantle him from the inside.
But revenge comes at a price. And when the dust settles, she learns too late that vengeance cannot heal the wounds of love lost.
Dark, passionate, and tragic, Murderous Lesbians is a story of love lost, rage reborn, and the bitter truth that revenge is never as sweet as it seems.
The Silvermane and Nightfang packs have been enemies for as long as anyone can remember, their rivalry steeped in blood and betrayal. But Kael, heir to the Silvermane alpha, and Lira, the fiercest warrior of the Nightfang, share a secret neither can explain: vivid dreams of each other that feel more like memories than fantasy.
When blood-lust vampires, long thought to be extinct, rise to plague the land, villages are destroyed and wolves disappear without a trace. Both packs are too fractured by old wounds to unite against the growing threat. Only Kael and Lira realize that their shared visions are a warning from their ancestors—a call to fulfill a destiny bigger than their feud.
Forced into alliance, Kael and Lira must navigate the razor’s edge of loyalty and desire, discovering that their bond could heal generations of division—or tear their world apart. As the vampires close in, they face an impossible choice: cling to the hatred that shaped them, or surrender to a forbidden love powerful enough to save them all.
Reese Macaroy is counting down her last hours on death row. Her lawyer is fighting for a stay of execution, but the detective who built the case against her is determined she won’t escape justice. To understand how she got here, Reese begins to tell her story.
She grew up without a mother. Charlotte—an addict who nearly drowned her as a baby—left and never came back. Years later, when Reese tracks her down, she finds her mother living happily with a new family. The betrayal cuts deep.
At school, Reese discovers belonging with four girls who feel the same ache. In the safety of their secret clubhouse, they form The Dead Mom’s Club—a place to vent, to rage, to dream of escape. But their dark jokes about wishing their mothers gone begin to take on a life of their own.
As secrets unravel and resentments sharpen into something deadly, Reese must face the truth: the club was never just a game.
What begins as a bond over broken families ends in blood—and one girl’s fight for her life.