
Introduction
Not because it’s fiction. But because every page reveals the games the devil is already playing on you.
It has been controlling you since the day you were born—with rules, with fear, with invisible chains.
This story isn't about missing kids.
It's about what happens when the missing returns
They were chosen.
Marked.
Reborn in a future they never asked for.
Trapped between life and death, between past and tomorrow…
while something ancient whispers behind every corner:
Chapter 1
Lina's POV
I stood in front of the house and had the police officers take note of every little detail around us.
“Ensure you have your gloves on.” I instructed the officers before I opened the gate to step into the main building.
I continuously scanned the house with my hovering eyes as I walked into the living room—only to be welcomed by a sobbing woman.
I usually don’t flinch at situations like this—not after surviving eleven years in the police force. But standing in front of a mother whose nine-year-old daughter just vanished without a trace… I can’t help but let a little emotion slip through my actions.
The woman was curled up on the floor in the living room, holding a pink colored toy—it must be for her missing daughter.
“Hi, I'm detective Lina Kaine from the State CID, Special Victims Unit. I'm here to investigate the kidnap case of your missing daughter, Anil.” I introduced myself, before taking a seat on the couch, just next to her.
“An… Anil never goes anywhere without her toy. She’s always with Snowflake,” she stammered, tears sliding down her cheeks as her voice trembled.
“I'm really sorry that you've to go through this. But I promise you that we're going to do our best to ensure your daughter comes back to you safe, and alive.” I explained…all my efforts to sympathize with the sobbing woman, but I can't wait to dive deeper into the investigation—I promised to get a hold of the culprit myself.
“Anil is all I have.” She cried even louder, clutching onto my legs while she wept. Some of her tears dropped on my feet.
I was shocked at first, but then I tried to understand her pain.
She was emotionally devastated, she was losing hope already, her child went missing yesterday.
I'm not a mother, but I know this is crazy.
I can imagine her pain. The pain of losing a loved one—a child in particular.
While the woman was still holding onto my legs, I used the opportunity to observe every corner of the living room.
The child's toys took half of the space in the living room. The TV was still playing cartoons.
There was an untouched meal on the table, cold and looking dry.
I bent down and slowly pulled the sobbing woman up and helped her sit on the sofa just opposite me. I took a wiper from the dinning and offered it to her so she could wipe her tears.
“We’ll ensure the safety of your daughter.” I said assuringly.
She sighed and looked down at her trembling hands.
So I started to interrogate her, “Can you remember the last time you saw Anil?” I asked calmly.
“Yes, it was exactly during this time yesterday. She was watching this particular cartoon.” She pointed towards the TV.
My mind instantly drifted back to the other cases on my table. This was exactly the same time the other children went missing.
Anil is the fourth child to go missing this week.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and now Thursday. One child each day, exactly at 3:00 p.m.
This doesn't seem normal or random to me.
The kidnapping was too clean, too precise, no mistakes, no traces, not even clues.
This is an expert at work.
But why kids? Why not adults?
Does he have an objective?
At this point, I was going to round up my questions, the sobbing woman must have had enough for today.
I tried very hard to show empathy even though I really don't sympathize with what's happening right now.
I find it hard to feel emotional pain, maybe I'm crazy. But I'm not a psychopath, it's just nature—that I can't sympathize with people, not even myself.
Over the years, my job as a detective has taught me to be able to mask my detached nature and show empathy even if it's not genuinely from my heart.
“Did Anil say anything strange to you yesterday, before her disappearance?” This was going to be my rounding up question.
The woman sobbed first, then she sighed; “She said….she….she dreamt about a door. A red one. She said it was whispering her name…. asking her to come.” She sobbed with a cracky voice.
There was something strange about her response, this could be a leading information but I wasn't going to ask any more questions—that would be all for today.
I rounded up the interrogation with a word of encouragement, promising to have her daughter walk back into this house.
With that being said, I stole a glance at the setting of the house just one last time, then I headed out.
I paused when I got to the door and whispered to myself; “A red door!” Then I shook my head and walked away.
Just as I stepped out of the gate, my phone rang in my breast pocket. I paused to attend to it—it’s my Senior Detective.
I hesitated for a while before picking the call, but I picked anyway.
“Lina, we've got another one, another kid just went missing, the same time as the previous ones.” His voice was cold and deadly firm.
“What?” I shouted, forcing the officers attention towards me.
“I think this is getting out of your control, I'll have to pass this case to another team.” My senior detective said.
“No…no….no…. I got this…I promise, I got this…!” I tried to explain myself, but before I could conclude my sentence, the call already ended—his dick head ended it.
“FUCK…. FUCK!!” I cursed and all the officers stared at me in shock.
“Round this shit up, we're heading back to the office!” I instructed them and they began to prepare to leave.
My senior detective has been on my neck since Monday when the kidnapping case surfaced and I've been trying my best. He knows that I'm trying my best, but he still wants me out of the team.
He just hates me!
Well, I'm not surprised. I would have hated myself too if I were in his shoes.
Since the day I threatened him with a knife after he destroyed the evidence I used my entire life savings to gather—he claimed they were not evidential enough.
I didn't just threaten him, I cut his throat a little bit and it ended him up in the hospital.
I wondered why he hadn't even fired me, maybe because I was just too good at what I do—he can't deny that.
Except for this missing children's case that I'm finding difficult to even put straight.
On Monday at exactly 3:00 p.m, Etak, a nine-year-old girl disappeared while walking home from school.
Tuesday, same time—Leon, a twelve-year-old boy vanished in his front yard while playing.
Wednesday, Nella, a ten-year-old girl.
Yesterday it was Anil, a nine-year-old girl. And now, another one just went missing a couple of minutes ago. All gone at the exact same time. Five children within five days.
The pattern wasn’t just a pattern anymore. It was a message.
Who the hell is this psychopath?
Last Chapters
#33 Chapter 33 The Moment
Last Updated: 1/11/2026#32 Chapter 32 Closed Eyes
Last Updated: 1/11/2026#31 Chapter 31 Who's LEON
Last Updated: 1/9/2026#30 Chapter 30 Himself
Last Updated: 1/9/2026#29 Chapter 29 What Can A Woman Do?
Last Updated: 1/12/2026#28 Chapter 28 The Chance
Last Updated: 1/31/2026#27 Chapter 27 Coward
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#26 Chapter 26 Kneel
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#25 Chapter 25 I Want You All
Last Updated: 1/29/2026#24 Chapter 24 I Love The Things You Do To Me
Last Updated: 1/29/2026
You Might Like 😍
The Spy Who Left
"I still can't believe she actually did it. Aria Hart, filing for divorce. Who saw that coming?"
"How long do we think it'll take before she comes crawling back?" Another voice joins the conversation.
"Three days," Victoria declares. "Five at most. She has no money, no skills, no family. Where's she going to go?"
When Aria Chen divorced billionaire Leon Hart, New York's elite sneered, betting she'd crawl back within days. She never did.
Three years later, the world is rocked when Dr. Aria Vale, CEO of a revolutionary cybersecurity empire, steps into the spotlight. The mysterious genius who built a billion-dollar company from nothing is none other than Leon's discarded wife, the woman everyone thought was just a pretty ornament.
Now, every powerful man wants the queen Leon threw away a renowned scientist seeking partnership, a financial titan proposing an empire, and an actor offering devotion. Each sees the brilliance Leon ignored.
Then Leon discovers the truth: Aria's sacrifices, her secret double life, and the daughter she's been raising without him. For the first time, the man who once took her for granted must fight for her love. But can he compete with men who valued her from the beginning?
A story of love, betrayal, and power where the king must kneel before the queen who never needed saving.
From Substitute To Queen
Heartbroken, Sable discovered Darrell having sex with his ex in their bed, while secretly transferring hundreds of thousands to support that woman.
Even worse was overhearing Darrell laugh to his friends: "She's useful—obedient, doesn't cause trouble, handles housework, and I can fuck her whenever I need relief. She's basically a live-in maid with benefits." He made crude thrusting gestures, sending his friends into laughter.
In despair, Sable left, reclaimed her true identity, and married her childhood neighbor—Lycan King Caelan, nine years her senior and her fated mate. Now Darrell desperately tries to win her back. How will her revenge unfold?
From substitute to queen—her revenge has just begun!
Mates: Regrets and Redemption
With my heart in pieces, I sought solace in the last place I expected—my Alpha's arms. One night turned into a dangerous entanglement, and now my Alpha refuses to let me go. As the Alpha’s obsession grows, I'm caught in a web of desire and fear.
Curtis, the boy I once loved, still holds a promise I made, but the Alpha’s powerful presence pulls me deeper into his world. Should I forgive Curtis and keep my word, or should I risk everything for a chance at something wild and unpredictable with the Alpha who won’t take no for an answer?
“There are no limits between us,” he chuckled, the mirth sparkling in his gorgeous eyes. “And all of this stems from the night you gave me both pain and pleasure. I’m simply returning the favor.”
He took two steps forward, and I stepped back. “But…” The memory of what I had done filled me with fear, and I knew I had to get out of there. “I…”
“No, Firecat.” He placed an index finger on my lips. “This will take your mind off that son of a bitch.” His strong hands pulled me by the waist until I felt his hard manhood.
Tempted By The Enemy
She escapes to Preston Island to attend the wedding without informing him only to collide with Lucas’s hot, fiery and arrogant brother, the twenty-three-year-old, Nicholas Donnelly. Sparks immediately fly between them but Alyssa refuses to acknowledge them fearing her brother's wrath.
The wedding is over and Alyssa tries hard to forget the mysterious Nicholas Donnelly but can he forget her? Can he ignore the attraction he feels for her, feelings that have resurfaced after ten years?
What will Allyssa do when she is stalked by the man who has been invading her dreams since the day she met him? What will she do when she is whisked away to a deserted island by the unpredictable Nicholas Donnelly? Can she tame her heart or surrender to sinful temptations? Read to find out!
Part of the Temptation Series. Can be read as a standalone.
From Sacrificed Slave to the Dragon King's Obsession
His fangs glinted as he gripped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Dragon scales shimmered along his neck, breath scorching my skin.
"Your Majesty... I beg—" He shoved me onto the bed. Silk tore with a sharp rip, cold air rushing over my exposed body.
"Scared?" He smirked, palm sliding down my waist, fingers tracing slow, burning circles. "Yet you shiver... not from cold."
I lunged for the candlestick, but he caught my wrist, pinning it overhead. His knee forced my legs apart.
"When your father gave you to me," his lips brushed my ear, voice a dark rumble, "you were already mine."
On the eve of freedom after ten years of servitude, Lina Valeria stood one night away from reuniting with her betrothed. But Dragon King Augustus condemned her to the Abyss Mines on false charges—a trap forged from obsessive desire.
Augustus Ashenwing, Supreme Sovereign of Skyhold Citadel, is ruthless and feared by all races. His obsession stems from ancient grudges and dragonkind's most dangerous instinct: possessive desire. He demands her submission, binding her to his throne as his consort.
From prisoner to queen, Lina battles him through court intrigue and twisted passion—fighting for her mother, her freedom, her dignity.
Yet this cold-blooded tyrant reserves all tenderness for her alone. He indulges her temper, bends his pride, compromises without limit—anything to see her smile. Gradually, her heart wavers. But loving him means betraying Kain, who waited eleven years. Torn between duty and desire, she drowns in agonizing guilt.
Love and hatred intertwined—a forbidden dragon romance in a realm of oppression.
The Contract Wife: Marriage Of Malice
He didn't finish. He didn't need to.
I didn't tell him to stop.
Instead, my fingers curled into his shirt, clutching the fabric as though it was my only anchor. Something in him snapped—something he had been holding back for too long. His mouth found mine in a kiss that wasn't tender, but hungry, desperate.
I gasped into him, his hand sliding up to cup my jaw, holding me as if afraid I might vanish.
"You drive me insane," he breathed against my mouth, his lips trailing to my throat. "I can't lose you, Ella. Not you."
My head fell back, a soft sound escaping me as his fingers memorized my waist. My anger melted beneath his desperation.
"James..." I whispered, more plea than protest.
His hand caught mine, fingers threading together tightly. "I'll bring him back. I swear it. Just... don't turn away from me. Please."
The word please—low, ragged, almost broken—undid me more than anything else could have.
Ella never imagined she would marry the man she had secretly loved for years in such a way.
When her brother Theo faced twenty-five years in prison for massive embezzlement, the ruthless business tycoon James Lancaster offered her a deal: marry him in exchange for her brother's freedom.
This wasn't a fairy tale proposal, but a carefully orchestrated revenge. Because in James's heart, Ella was the culprit who had killed his sister Cecilia. He wanted her to pay the price—to atone with a lifetime of suffering.
Rise of the Banished She-Wolf
That roar stole my eighteenth birthday and shattered my world. My first shift should have been glory—blood turned blessing into shame. By dawn they'd branded me "cursed": cast out by my pack, abandoned by family, stripped of my nature. My father didn't defend me—he sent me to a forsaken island where wolfless outcasts were forged into weapons, forced to kill each other until only one could leave.
On that island I learned the darkest edges of humanity and how to bury terror in bone. Countless times I wanted to surrender—dive into the waves and never surface—but the accusing faces that haunted my dreams pushed me back toward something colder than survival: revenge. I escaped, and for three years I hid among humans, collecting secrets, learning to move like a shadow, sharpening patience into precision—becoming a blade.
Then, under a full moon, I touched a bleeding stranger—and my wolf returned with a violence that made me whole. Who was he? Why could he wake what I'd thought dead?
One thing I know: now is the time.
I have waited three years for this. I will make everyone who destroyed me pay—and take back everything that was stolen from me.
HER ALPHA, HER SAVIOUR
Kane Hellboud, charm and wealth personified, wanted only me in exchange for her treatment. No cameras, isolation, or noose-like rules were part of the deal. Behind his smile? Cold, violent possessiveness that destroyed our fake marriage.
Most of all, I didn’t know the supernatural walked among us, hiding in the cracks of ordinary life. Not until Abel Stone stepped into mine—dark-eyed, sharp-tongued, and oozing dangerous promises. He’s my new boss. He shouldn’t make my skin tingle or my pulse race. I shouldn’t feel this primal pull, this illogical recognition that tugs at something deep in my bones.
Around him, lights burst, electronics fry, and something ancient in me awakens.
Kane feels it. His grip tightens, punishments turn brutal, and he hides the truth of what I am.
Trapped between two powerful men, I’m no prey, no pawn—no helpless victim.
Prisons burn. Monsters bleed. As for me? I'm the storm in skin—deadly beyond suspicion.
The Dragon's Last Fae Queen
“Prince? Dickhead? Asshole? Or stalker?” A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. “Maybe I should show you the one title I want you to use.” Before I could react, his hand closed around my chin, tilting my face up. His lips crashed into mine, hard, claiming, breath-stealing. When he finally pulled back, his voice was a rough whisper against my lips. “You could call me yours… because you are mine.”
The Rogue King II
Under the weight of his grief and pain, along with of the uncertainty of the new mate bond forged between Silas and Nate, Silas decides that he needs help. The weight of being Alpha that nearly just lost his pack if his little sister hadn’t been there, Silas decides to push everything away to be a better and stronger Alpha. Using magic is father gave him, Silas loses so much more than his way.
Nate, struggling with the mate bond, what the bond means for him, has continued to fight Silas, his Alpha, his best friend, and now his mate. When their fight goes too far, both Silas and Nate must deal with the consequences. It both pulls them together and tears them apart. Eventually leading to a full break in any relationship they had ever had.
On his own, Silas has to navigate through the next chapter alone. Coming to realize his actions, the consequences, and just how much it’s going to take to repair the damage he has done.
Nate, also on his own, works through what it means to step up in more ways than one. Somehow, even after her death, Aelia is still reaching out and helping Nate navigate the world on his own. He vows to grow and step up into the wolf that she knew he could be.
Book 2 in The Rogue Kings following immediately after The Rogue Kings I - Solaris' Reign. Trigger Warnings. Rated 18+.
After the Affair: Falling into a Billionaire's Arms
I’d appreciate all your support, thank you so much!
From first crush to wedding vows, George Capulet and I had been inseparable. But in our seventh year of marriage, he began an affair with his secretary.
On my birthday, he took her on vacation. On our anniversary, he brought her to our home and made love to her in our bed...
Heartbroken, I tricked him into signing divorce papers.
George remained unconcerned, convinced I would never leave him.
His deceptions continued until the day the divorce was finalized. I threw the papers in his face: "George Capulet, from this moment on, get out of my life!"
Only then did panic flood his eyes as he begged me to stay.
When his calls bombarded my phone later that night, it wasn't me who answered, but my new boyfriend Julian.
"Don't you know," Julian chuckled into the receiver, "that a proper ex-boyfriend should be as quiet as the dead?"
George seethed through gritted teeth: "Put her on the phone!"
"I'm afraid that's impossible."
Julian dropped a gentle kiss on my sleeping form nestled against him. "She's exhausted. She just fell asleep."












