
Sugar Daddy Vampire
Chris Muna ¡ Completed ¡ 246.1k Words
Introduction
Broke and desperate, a young woman accepts an arrangement with a dangerously alluring billionaire who hides a supernatural secret, he feeds on desire. As their relationship deepens, sheâs pulled into a shadowy world of power, luxury, and manipulation.
When enemies begin targeting her reputation, her business, and even her life, a second powerful figure steps into her orbit, one who is just as tempting, and far more unpredictable.
Torn between loyalty, temptation, and survival, she must navigate supernatural dangers, human betrayal, and a rising storm of desire that threatens to consume everything.
Chapter 1
Rain tapped against the diner windows like impatient fingers. The neon sign buzzed faintly overhead, casting a sickly red glow on the cracked tiles. Chloeâs hands, wrapped around a chipped coffee mug, were trembling, not from the cold but from exhaustion.
She hadnât slept in two days. Her motherâs medication had run out three nights ago. And the rent was overdue by a week. Again.
Her sneakers stuck slightly to the greasy floor as she moved behind the counter. The smell of burnt coffee and fryer oil clung to her clothes, her skin, her hair. Her back ached from the double shift, but she couldnât afford to leave early not when this weekâs tips were barely enough to cover the electric bill.
âChloe,â barked her manager from the kitchen, âCustomer on table six. Move.â
She forced a smile onto her face and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She looked older than twenty-two. Life had worn her down early. No college. No safety net. Just her mother
Paralyzed from a stroke, her body frozen in time but her eyes still sharp with sadness and an endless string of minimum wage jobs that never lasted long enough.
Table six was a man in a suit too expensive for this part of the city. His fingers drummed against the menu, arrogant and slow. He didnât look up when she approached.
âWhatâll it be?â she asked, pen poised.
He glanced at her, gave her a slow once-over, then smirked. âYou take tips in cash, or⌠other ways?â
Chloe blinked. âExcuse me?â
He leaned in, breath sour with liquor and power. âIâm just saying, you could make more in an hour with me than you do here all week.â
Her grip on the pen tightened. Behind her eyes, she saw her motherâs face, pale, silent, waiting for medicine they couldnât afford. She forced her jaw to stay still.
âOrder something,â she said flatly, âor leave.â
He laughed. Loud. Ugly. âDonât be stupid, sweetheart. Women like you arenât made for real work.â
The mug in her hand slipped. Coffee splashed across the table, right into his lap.
A second of silence. Then he stood, flinging the cup aside. âYou stupid bitch!â
The slap never came. Her manager stormed over, apologized profusely to the man, and turned to her with fire in his eyes.
âYouâre done, Chloe. Out. Now.â
She didnât argue. Just pulled off the apron, threw it on the counter, and walked out into the rain.
Her sneakers were soaked by the time she reached the bus stop. The streets blurred under neon lights. Her fingers ached from the cold, but she didnât cry. She couldnât afford the luxury.
Her phone buzzed, a reminder from the pharmacy.
Prescription ready: $146.32.
She had twelve dollars in her wallet.
Chloe sat down on the cold bench and finally let herself exhale. Sheâd promised her mom sheâd fix everything. Now she couldnât even buy her seizure meds.
She stared at her reflection in the bus shelter window. Hollow cheeks. Dark circles. Hair tied in a messy bun. Her shirt still smelled like grease. She looked like a girl holding on by a thread and that thread was fraying.
Across the street, a flickering sign caught her eye:
Horizon Staffing Agency â Work Today, Paid Today.
It wasnât much. But it was something.
She crossed the street without thinking, ducking under the broken awning as lightning split the sky behind her.
The office smelled like stale perfume and toner ink. A woman sat behind a white desk, her lipstick a perfect, bloody red. She looked up as Chloe entered wet, desperate, clutching her purse like it held her life.
âLooking for work?â the woman asked smoothly.
Chloe nodded. âAnything. Please.â
The womanâs eyes flicked over her assessing, almost hungry. Then she smiled, slow and secret.
âHmm. Most jobs are booked today. ButâŚâ She opened a drawer and pulled out a sleek black envelope with a gold embossed crest, an old world symbol that looked like a serpent coiled around a rose.
âWhatâs that?â Chloe asked, wary.
âA private client. Extremely wealthy. Very⌠selective. He only hires through us. Youâd go tonight. No experience necessary. And the pay isâ⌠the woman leaned forward âsignificant.â
Chloe hesitated. âWhat kind of job is it?â
The woman tilted her head. âHe likes companionship. Someone to talk to. Someone to⌠listen.â
Chloeâs heart pounded. âSo itâs⌠sex work?â
The womanâs red lips curled. âNot quite. He doesnât want your body. Not in the way youâre thinking. He wants something deeper.â
The words sent a strange chill through her.
âHe will explain,â the woman said, and slipped the card into her hand.
The address was embossed in gold. No name. No phone number. Just a time: Midnight.
Chloe stared at it. The paper felt heavy. Luxurious. The gold shimmered in the fluorescent light. Her fingers trembled slightly as she turned it over, hoping for more information but the back was blank.
âWhy me?â she asked quietly. âYou just met me.â
The womanâs smile deepened. âBecause he asked for someone like you.â
Like me?
Chloe opened her mouth to question it but the woman was already typing again, disinterested. The conversation was over.
She walked out into the night, clutching the black envelope against her chest. The rain had slowed, but the air was still heavy. Electric.
She looked up at the sky, gray, churning, almost alive. Thunder rolled in the distance. Somewhere behind the clouds, the moon was watching.
Midnight was four hours away.
And something deep inside her whispered:
This is the moment your life changes forever.
Last Chapters
#229 Chapter 229 229
Last Updated: 3/19/2026#228 Chapter 228 228
Last Updated: 3/19/2026#227 Chapter 227 227
Last Updated: 3/19/2026#226 Chapter 226 226
Last Updated: 3/19/2026#225 Chapter 225 225
Last Updated: 3/19/2026#224 Chapter 224 224
Last Updated: 3/19/2026#223 Chapter 223 223
Last Updated: 3/19/2026#222 Chapter 222 222
Last Updated: 3/19/2026#221 Chapter 221 221
Last Updated: 3/19/2026#220 Chapter 220 220
Last Updated: 3/19/2026
You Might Like đ
Omega Bound
Thane Knight is the alpha of the Midnight Pack of the La Plata Mountain Range, the largest wolf shifter pack in the world. He is an alpha by day and hunts the shifter trafficking ring with his group of mercenaries by night. His hunt for vengeance leads to one raid that changes his life.Â
Tropes:
Touch her and die/Slow burn romance/Fated Mates/Found family twist/Close circle betrayal/Cinnamon roll for only her/Traumatized heroine/Rare wolf/Hidden powers/Knotting/Nesting/Heats/Luna/Attempted assassination
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like Iâm wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
Itâs just newness, I tell myself firmly.
Heâs my boyfirendâs brother.
This is Tylerâs family.
Iâm not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfectâscholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, Iâm stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And stillâ
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, wonât leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldnât care.
I donât care.
Itâs not my problem if Tylerâs an idiot.
Itâs not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
Iâm not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
Sheâs not my problem.
And Iâll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
How Not To Fall For A Dragon
Which is why it was more than a little confusing when a letter arrived with my name already printed on a schedule, a dorm waiting, and classes picked out as if someone knew me better than I knew myself. Everyone knows the Academy, itâs where witches sharpen their spells, shifters master their forms, and every kind of magical creature learns to control their gifts.
Everyone except me.
I donât even know what I am. No shifting, no magic tricks, nothing. Just a girl surrounded by people who can fly, conjure fire, or heal with a touch. So I sit through classes pretending I belong, and I listen hard for any clue that might tell me whatâs hidden in my blood.
The only person more curious than me is Blake Nyvas, tall, golden-eyed, and very much a Dragon. People whisper that heâs dangerous, warn me to keep my distance. But Blake seems determined to solve the mystery of me, and somehow I trust him more than anyone else.
Maybe itâs reckless. Maybe itâs dangerous.
But when everyone else looks at me like I donât belong, Blake looks at me like Iâm a riddle worth solving.
Alpha Nicholas's Little Mate
What? Noâwait⌠oh Moon Goddess, no.
Please tell me you're joking, Lex.
But she's not. I can feel her excitement bubbling under my skin, while all I feel is dread.
We turn the corner, and the scent hits me like a punch to the chestâcinnamon and something impossibly warm. My eyes scan the room until they land on him. Tall. Commanding. Beautiful.
And then, just as quickly⌠he sees me.
His expression twists.
"Fuck no."
He turnsâand runs.
My mate sees me and runs.
Bonnie has spent her entire life being broken down and abused by the people closest to her including her very own twin sister. Alongside her best friend Lilly who also lives a life of hell, they plan to run away while attending the biggest ball of the year while it's being hosted by another pack, only things don't quite go to plan leaving both girls feeling lost and unsure about their futures.
Alpha Nicholas is 28, mateless, and has no plans to change that. It's his turn to host the annual Blue Moon Ball this year and the last thing he expects is to find his mate. What he expects even less is for his mate to be 10 years younger than him and how his body reacts to her. While he tries to refuse to acknowledge that he has met his mate his world is turned upside down after guards catch two she-wolves running through his lands.
Once they are brought to him he finds himself once again facing his mate and discovers that she's hiding secrets that will make him want to kill more than one person.
Can he overcome his feelings towards having a mate and one that is so much younger than him? Will his mate want him after already feeling the sting of his unofficial rejection? Can they both work on letting go of the past and moving forward together or will fate have different plans and keep them apart?
Goddess Of The Underworld
When the veil between the Divine, the Living, and the Dead begins to crack, Envy is thrust beneath with a job she canât drop: keep the worlds from bleeding together, shepherd the lost, and make ordinary into armour, breakfasts, bedtime, battle plans. Peace lasts exactly one lullaby. This is the story of an orphan pup who became a goddess by choosing her family; of four imperfect alphas learning how to be better. Steamy, fierce, and full of heart, Goddess of the Underworld is a reverse harem, found-family paranormal romance where love writes the rules and keeps three realms from falling apart.
Falling For The Biker: The Vice President's Girl
His eyes darken, flicking to my mouth.
"It's wrong. Your brother would slit my throat for just standing this close. But tell me, little bird" his breath ghosts my skin, "are you trembling because you hate me⌠or because you've wanted this just as much as I have?"
Wren thought she'd buried the chaos of New Orleans for goodâthe clubs, the blood-soaked loyalties, the men who lived and died by their kuttes. Seattle gave her everything she ever wanted: freedom, love, a future.
But one betrayal shatters it all.
Dragged home by tragedy, Wren finds herself under the watchful eye of Ezra Jaxâthe Raven Reapers MC's vice president and her brother's best friend. He's infuriating, dangerous, and far too tempting for a man she should never touch.
And the deeper Wren is pulled back into his world, the more she realizes nothing about her pastâor about Ezraâis what she believed.
In the chaos of gang wars, mounting debts, and old betrayals, he becomes the one constant. The more she fights him, the harder she falls. And the more he pushes her away, the more lethal his pull becomes.
Because in this world, love isn't sweet.
It's brutal. Bloody.
And it's bound to break them both.
When loyalty is everything and love can cost your life, will Wren risk her heart on the one man she was never meant to love?
A pack of their own
Let Them Kneel
Cast out by her pack. Forgotten by the Lycans.
She lived among humansâquiet, invisible, tucked away in a town no one looked at twice.
But when her first heat comes without warning, everything changes.
Her body ignites. Her instincts scream. And something primal stirs beneath her skinâ
summoning a big, bad Alpha who knows exactly how to quench her fire.
When he claims her, itâs ecstasy and ruin.
For the first time, she believes sheâs been accepted.
Seen.
Chosen.
Until he leaves her the next morningâ
like a secret never to be spoken.
But Kaelani is not what they thought.
Not wolfless. Not weak.
There is something ancient inside her. Something powerful. And itâs waking.
And when it doesâ
theyâll all remember the girl they tried to erase.
Especially him.
Sheâll be the dream he keeps chasing⌠the one thing that ever made him feel alive.
Because secrets never stay buried.
And neither do dreams.
The Prison Project
Can love tame the untouchable? Or will it only fuel the fire and cause chaos amongst the inmates?
Fresh out of high school and suffocating in her dead-end hometown, Margot longs for her escape. Her reckless best friend, Cara, thinks she's found the perfect way out for them both - The Prisoner Project - a controversial program offering a life-changing sum of money in exchange for time spent with maximum-security inmates.
Without hesitation, Cara rushes to sign them up.
Their reward? A one-way ticket into the depths of a prison ruled by gang leaders, mob bosses, and men the guards wouldn't even dare to cross...
At the centre of it all, meets Coban Santorelli - a man colder than ice, darker than midnight, and as deadly as the fire that fuels his inner rage. He knows that the project may very well be his only ticket to freedom - his only ticket to revenge on the one who managed to lock him up and so he must prove that he can learn to loveâŚ
Will Margot be the lucky one chosen to help reform him?
Will Coban be capable of bringing something to the table other than just sex?
What starts off as denial may very well grow in to obsession which could then fester in to becoming true loveâŚ
A temperamental romance novel.
Invisible To Her Bully
The Lycan Kings and the White Wolf.
My Vampire Professor
You ordered a skilled call boy for yourself to take your v-card
He was indeed skilled and crazy hot. You left cash and run away the next morning.
Later, you run into the "call boy" in your classroom and found he's in fact your new Professor
âYou forgot your stuffâ
He gave you a grocery bag in front of everyone with a poker face
"What...?"
It was the cash you left...and your bra












