Female Audience Novels

What would you do if you woke up one day and forgotten the person you loved? Can love find it's way back the second time around?

....I ran through the forest barefooted on my tiny legs while it was still raining. The lightning and thunder have not stopped but only intensified. There I was, in the middle of the wood terrified. I had no clue about what to do. I only kept running as long as my strength could sustain me. I did not rule out that the men who killed my parents and massacred all the members of my pack will not come after me. I knew I was next in line to die. The enemy was bent on wiping us all off... Fourteen years have passed but I'm yet to regain my freedom. A slave Omega I will remain....one that is maltreated and abused by the evil Alpha. My only shot at redemption is finding my right mate.

Louis Verran built an empire from nothing but ambition, turning his first breakthrough into a 350 billion dollar success. But behind his genius lies something far more dangerous than business his past. When he learns that Blossom Verran, the woman he has silently loved for years, has been rushed to the hospital after a devastating fire, everything changes. She is bruised, pregnant, and trapped in a marriage to his stepbrother, Elijah the same man who has always stood in his way. But Louis is no longer the man who once watched from a distance. Reborn with memories of betrayal, death, and loss, he is now willing to break every rule to protect her even if it means war within his own family.As secrets unravel inside the Verran household, obsession turns into action, jealousy turns into violence, and love becomes a dangerous game of control. In a world of billion dollar power, stolen trust, and second chances, Louis must decide whether to save Blossom or destroy everyone standing between them.

As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"

Ayla Garrison never expected to survive in a world where bloodlines, power, and dominance define every aspect of life. As the lowliest wolf-shifter in her pack-an outcast with a painful past-she spends her days hiding in the shadows, scrubbing floors and avoiding the cruel jabs of those who see her as nothing more than a nuisance. But everything changes the night she's called to the prestigious Wolf Moon Mixer, a night where fates are sealed and mates are revealed. What Ayla doesn't know is that her bloodline holds a dangerous secret, one tied to ancient magic that even gods fear. When she wears a mysterious artifact her mother left behind, she unknowingly draws the attention of powerful forces-Beowulf, a brooding alpha whose cold gaze hides a dark desire; Dolph, a charming Norse wolf who promises her freedom from it all; and a rogue god who has plans of his own. Just when Ayla believes she can finally carve out a life for herself, everything shatters. On the night she discovers that Beowulf is her destined mate, her transformation into a beast triggers chaos within her pack. Betrayed by those she once called family, they want her dead. Her true mate killed Ayla and sacrificed her to Fenrir. Ayla dies that night only to wake in the arms of Fenrir, a god who claims her as his own and swears vengeance on all who wronged her. Now, with the fire of revenge burning in her veins, Ayla must decide whether to embrace the terrifying power within her and take back everything that was stolen-or lose herself forever to a world that never believed she was worthy of anything more than a servant's life. Cinderella was never meant to face monsters like this. But Ayla isn't waiting for a prince to save her. She's about to show them all that happens when an underdog claims the throne.

The flight back was five hours shorter than planned. I finished the project ahead of schedule, a rare win in the world of architecture. I planned to surprise my husband, David, who for ten years, no matter how late, would wait up for me. Instead, I found him with his assistant, Emily, who was pregnant with his child. Then I heard him casually telling his friends that I was "too delicate" for children, and he planned to trick me into raising his illegitimate child as our adopted one. My perfect marriage was a joke. Every gesture of his "love" became poison. On our anniversary, he left me at dinner to rush to Emily's side, while she taunted me with pictures of her matching "Love-ly" bracelet and her growing stomach. The humiliation was a physical thing, hot and suffocating. He thought my acceptance of his lies was fatigue. He thought his performance had convinced me. He thought he had everything: his wife, his mistress, his child, all neatly arranged. But he had no idea that in that moment, he had lost it all. I smiled, and made a decision. I would disappear from his life. But not before he paid for what he had done.

Since their first encounter, the golden wolf cub had taken up residence in Elsa's heart, an indelible presence in her memories. Three years later, a brief reunion led to a pact: they would meet at this same time every year. Just as Elsa resigned herself to enduring their partings by clinging to the hope of their next meeting, she remained unaware that he had never truly left her side.

The Annual Honors Convocation. My valedictorian speech was a triumph, the applause warm, my parents’ faces beaming with pride. I had given it all to academics, and this was my moment of glory. My future felt bright, endless possibilities stretching before me. I was ready to step off that stage and into a new chapter. But then, Mr. Davies, our notoriously strict history teacher and the school’s champion of discipline, called me back. He held up a small, cream-colored envelope, sealed, for all to see. He announced, amplified by the microphone, that it was an “admiration note” found in my textbook – a clear signal of an uncomfortable public exposé he intended to make. My stomach dropped, recognizing the careful calligraphy. Ethan. His son. Mr. Davies, oblivious, believed it was *to* me, not from him, and he was about to weaponize it. He forced me to read the heartfelt words aloud to the entire horrified audience, watching my parents wilt in their seats, threatening my participation in the prestigious National Mock Trial Championships if I didn't identify the "irresponsible" writer. The bitter irony choked me. Here was the man who constantly lauded his son’s “focus” and “discipline,” preparing to publicly dismantle the very young man who wrote these tender sentiments, all while making me complicit. How could he be so utterly blind? How could I possibly navigate this moral tightrope without betraying Ethan, or completely derailing my hard-earned academic future? Just as the suffocating pressure threatened to break me, a quiet, resolute voice cut through the auditorium’s stunned silence. “Stop.” Ethan Davies rose from his seat, pale but unyielding. He was about to shatter his father’s carefully constructed world, and radically redefine my own, with a confession that would flip the entire narrative on its head.

Audrey was sixteen when we were supposed to run away and leave everything behind-her family who resented and the extravagant lifestyle she had always known since she was born. But before I could claim her body, I decided to bring her back, and that was when death came after me. Nonetheless, I survived and reclaimed myself. I become a man above anyone else. I became a billionaire. After eight years, I saw Audrey again. She came into my company for an interview-an executive assistant interview. But no matter how I tell myself that I should move on from the agony she caused me, and make her pay and suffer for what she did, I still fucking want her, own her, and claim her.

One-year-old Gabriella Walter was supposed to crawl toward her future. They laid out the usual objects on the nursery rug...stethoscope, judge's wig, diamond tiara. Everyone watched, smiling, as the toddler made her choice. But little Gabby ignored them all. She crawled straight into the arms of the quiet nine-year-old orphan boy her family had recently taken in. They all laughed and called it adorable. Twenty-two years later, no one is laughing anymore. The sweet little girl has grown into a dangerous woman...one who destroys engagements, who moves like sin wrapped in red silk, who waits naked in his bed until he finally breaks. And Aiden Calder... the boy who once carried her on his shoulders and promised to protect her...has run out of reasons to stay away. Some connections are born innocent. This one grew into something insatiable. Disclaimer: If you're not 18+ or you're uncomfortable with extreme possessiveness, dark themes, or highly spicy content, turn back now. For everyone else... get ready to burn. The girl who crawled to him first is all grown up. And now he's the one on his knees.

My wedding day was supposed to be perfect, a fairytale with Matthew, the District Attorney, my "rock" who saved my family. But then my estranged half-sister, Stella, burst in with a terrifying warning: marry him, and he would destroy me, publicly labeling me insane after his childhood friend, Nicole Fuller, framed me. I dismissed it as delusion until Nicole actually appeared, bruised and crying, accusing me in front of everyone, and Matthew, without a flicker of hesitation, called off the wedding, declared me mentally unstable, and had me dragged away. My own father, Robert Anderson, stood by and disowned me, reinforcing Matthew' s claims as Stella bravely took the fall for a crime she didn' t commit, only to be brutally beaten in jail. Locked away in a notoriously corrupt psychiatric hospital, I faced unspeakable horrors, wondering how my life had spiraled into this nightmare, abandoned by everyone I trusted. Just as all hope faded, my ex-boyfriend, Ethan, rescued me, and Stella revealed the shocking truth: she' d lived this life before, watching me die in that asylum, and our father' s beloved Nicole was his secret daughter, plotting against me all along. Now, the naive Jocelyn is dead, and the only thing left is a burning desire for revenge.

Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.

I guarded my father's grave—a hero who died saving our pack. One night, I found his runestone replaced by cheap pink marble. His ashes dumped in the flooded Under-Crypts. The one who ordered it? Kael. My fated mate. The future Alpha. He did it to bury a dead dog for Selene—an Omega from a foreign pack he was trying to impress. When I confronted him, he rolled his eyes. “Your father is just a collection of old bones. It's not as if he can feel the cold.” He thought I was a weak Beta who managed graves. He didn't know I carry the bloodline of the White Wolf. I didn't cry. I gathered evidence, walked to the Supreme Council, and filed three petitions. One to strip his title. One to exile his accomplices. One to reject him completely. It was time he learned who he had betrayed.

Yang Zijin traveled through time, only to find herself the owner of a brothel… dressed as a man. Then, ten years later, her father and step-mother find her. They’re very high status, except her step-mother is more treacherous than she can imagine. Yang Zijin sets off to make herself rich and battle her step-mother. Everything is going according to plan until, she fools around with a Nobleman and gets more than she bargained for.

On the night of a full moon, Aiko stands in a forest clearing, battling the wild wolf spirit inside her. Surrounded by her pack and facing a fierce rival leader named Kael, everything hangs on her next move. With danger closing in, Aiko must control the powerful beast within to protect the people she loves. After discovering her family's secret ties to werewolves and a dangerous prophecy, Aiko's life changed forever. Now, caught between two worlds and torn between two loves-Kael, the intense rival leader, and Haruki, her loyal friend-she must choose who to trust. With ancient magic, fierce battles, and hard choices, Aiko races to save her world and her heart before the moon's power takes over.

I built my husband' s career from nothing. I was the architect of his rise, the woman who would make him mayor. But the one thing I didn't plan for was the cheap perfume on his collar-the scent of our new intern. When I confronted him, he didn't apologize. He called me a burden. "She's simple," he said. "She's not... complicated like you." He claimed the affair was a necessary escape so he could tolerate coming home to me. Then, when his campaign fraud was exposed, he tried to pin it on his mistress and used the deepest wound of my life-my brother's death, which he caused-to demand I clean up his mess. He looked at me, the man I had sacrificed everything for, and warned me not to "fall apart on him now." He wanted me to bury the scandal. I looked him in the eye and agreed. "Fine," I said. "I'll bury it." He didn't realize I meant I would bury him.

Kira Bryams, after being drugged by her stepsister and her fiance during a family dinner with her fiance's family at an hotel had a one night stand with a man. What she didn't know was that the man she slept with was the richest and most powerful man in the country; Sanders Wealth. After finding out that everything was a plan by stepsister and fiance from the very beginning,Kira almost killed herself. But Sanders Wealth came with a proposal that will change her life. Extract "Are you willing to be my wife? I will get revenge for you. You only need to enjoy the show. " Sanders said to her enthusiastically. "I accept. I want those two to be destroyed. But on one condition, nobody should know I am your wife because I am a popular fashion designer. " Kira replied. "No problem. Let's go to the bureau or else it will be too late to get a certificate." Sanders said whilst smiling happily. This was how Kira was bound to Sanders. Follow Kira and Sanders in their love story as they uncover various mysteries. You will enjoy it.

The Curse of the Dragon Princess follows the story of a young woman, twenty years old, who is on a quest to find the man of her dreams. She is fleeing from an arranged marriage and is desperate to find the man she has been dreaming of for the past three years. She rides her horse at full speed through the dark woods, searching for the castle that looms ever nearer. When she arrives, she discovers a cave filled with bats and a mysterious man with golden brown eyes and messy black hair. She soon discovers that he is the Dragon Prince, cursed to remain in the cave until the curse is broken. With the help of her courage and determination, she sets out to break the curse and free the Dragon Prince from his prison. Along the way, she must face many obstacles and challenges, including a powerful witch, a dragon, and a mysterious creature that lurks in the shadows.

In a world of werewolf packs and ancient traditions, Mara has known only pain and despair as an omega in her step werewolf family. Her step father tries to marry her to Andrew, the son of the current Alpha but her step mother and Andrew's girlfriend make a move to stop it which cause her step father's life. Mara's life become more miserable, however, when three powerful alphas, Jake, Dwayne, and Shane, declare that she is their destined mate, Mara's life takes a thrilling turn. Caught between the allure of three different paths, Mara must navigate the treacherous world of werewolf politics, face her own inner demons, and discover her true worth. Will she choose the alpha who offers protection, the one who ignites her passion, or the one who promises harmony?

"What can I do to make you stay away from me, to make you stop following me?" He asked and truth be told, I didn't expect him to ask that but I then I loved to play this game with him. "Kiss me" I teased him. "Right here, right now" His icy gaze locked with mine. "For how long?" He asked "Hmmm? For a minute, I guess" I said although I was totally messing around with him. I watched as he began to press his phone, then dropped it on the table and stood up. I stood up after him. "Giving up already?" I chuckled. "I knew you--" my sentence was cut off when Darren closed the distance between us and covered my mouth with his. I heard a lot of clicks, like the sound of pictures taken and I heard screams and cheers and claps but they all sounded indistinct because all I was conscious of right now was the feel of Darren's lips on mine. I began to hear a loud buzzing sound and I ignored it, just as I ignored the rest of the world but Darren didn't, he broke the kiss and removed my hands from his hair. The buzzing sound came from Darren's phone. It was an alarm that he set and he turned it off. "One minute is up, Sloane" he said as he smoothed his hair with his hands. He brought his face closer to my ear. "I did what you asked, Sloane. This is the last time I'll be asking you to stay away from me" he said in that low, dangerous tone  "The next time you follow me, I'm going to hurt you" It all began when she hired him as her secretary. Sloane is an arrogant supermodel and a CEO who has never been turned down by any man except her secretary, Darren. But little does she know that Darren is a powerful vampire who is placed on a curse to kill any woman he falls in love with. What will happen when this two conflicting personalities clash in the office? Will Darren's curse end up ruining Sloane's life?