Romance Novels

"You'll be a promising slut " that was the last sentence she heard her uncle say as he whisked Skai away from her mother's arms, she could hear her struggling voice as she was trampled upon and Skai, sold to the world. In a world where males are given accolades for potraying evil, Skai makes it her quest to destroy and exact revenge on the two monsters that took away her happiness, even if it means disguising herself and learning the skills of a male to fit in the male world.

I woke up with a pounding headache and a man I didn't recognize sleeping next to me-Liam Hayes, the man I' d loved for years, only to realize he' d mistaken me for his ex-girlfriend, Bethany. It was a cruel echo of a past life I was desperately trying to escape. He stirred, calling out her name, and then his eyes landed on me. The warmth vanished, replaced by cold indifference. He nonchalantly offered to marry me, stating it was only for his grandmother and that his love belonged to someone else. In my last life, I said yes. I let him use me, tolerate me, and ultimately ruin my family for Bethany. He abandoned me on a stormy night, leading to a car crash that killed me and our unborn twins. But now, I was back, reborn in that very hotel room, at the precipice of ruin. I calmly told him nothing happened, that he was drunk and I had merely fallen asleep on the couch. He snarled, refusing to believe me, pulling away the towel I wore to reveal bruises he' d inflicted, accusing me of drugging him. Just then, Bethany's video call flashed on his phone, and he instantly cast me aside, his voice soft and loving for her. He threw my dress at me, ordering me out. Later, when I was packing my things, he taunted me, then made elaborate plans to send chicken noodle soup via private jet to Bethany in Europe, while I, his supposed fiancée, couldn't even get a glass of water. It was then that the last piece of my old heart turned to dust. The very next day, my parents, beaming, presented me with a penthouse key, convinced Liam and I would finally marry. My mother' s hand flew to her chest when I told them I no longer loved Liam, just as his call came in. He ordered me to take birth control pills, then sarcastically dismissed the designer bag he'd once given me. I simply replied, "That bag is old. You can just throw it away."

It was our seventh wedding anniversary. Seven cars, seven apologies, one for each endless week she spent with him. My wife, Olivia, hummed, zipping up a suitcase clearly packed for Julian. "Don't forget to check out the new car, Ethan. It's a beauty," she said, her usual dismissive, cool kiss brushing my cheek. But this year was different. Julian called, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction. He explained Olivia had cut their trip short because he was "unwell." Then, he flashed his phone at me: Olivia, sun-kissed and laughing, vigorously rubbing sunscreen onto his bare back on a yacht. The date stamp on the photo? The exact day I was in the hospital with a stab wound and a concussion, after waiting hours for her to call. She was unreachable, I now knew, because she was with him. Every shiny apology car, every yearly 'trip' she took, suddenly felt like a cruel, calculated mockery. I wasn't her husband. I was her conveniently understanding placeholder. A gilded cage, built around my dreams of freedom. Yet, this time, there was no sting, no usual pain, just a flat, dull line. Three months ago, I' d booked a one-way ticket to Austin. Divorce papers lay signed on the dining table, waiting for her. My new life began the second her Uber pulled away.

Cara didn't know whether she should be offended or threatened. How should she react to such an absurd offer? A million dollars, as if it was something she could simply ignore. But that was the point. This billionaire probably thought that such an amount could buy everything. He had no idea what he'd just unleashed. She took a deep breath before replying, her voice calm yet sharp: "Pregnant, so yes." She felt like she was walking a tightrope, but she wasn't about to let him intimidate her. Not by him. He seemed to think he was above it all. "You're going crazy, I'm leaving." The expression on his face was a mix of surprise and disdain, as if she were a mistake he couldn't wait to fix. But she wasn't backing down. "A million dollars, which you can use to pay for your mother's treatment and everything else, I don't care what you do with it." Every word was a blade she threw into the air, ready to pierce his ego. She knew it. She'd seen it in his eyes. He thought he could buy anything. She stopped, the reality of her words hitting her full force. What happens when a billionaire meets one of the craziest girls on the planet? Hilarious arguments, endless publicity stunts, living together, a fake relationship, surrogacy, sex, and much more. But would there be love? She doubted it, but one thing was certain: the adventure was just beginning.

Forbidden desires (He's a brother and more...) Synopsis Maxwell and Mandy were both left in the hands of their nanny by their patents. The couples are always traveling from country to another for business leaving little or no time at all for their kids. The Parents believed that the most important thing for a parent to do is to take care of the kids needs and wants, ensuring they don't lack anything. Mandy and Maxwell becomes very close because they believe that all they have is each other. When Mandy reaches adolescent age, her friends suggests that it is time for her to go into a relationship but Mandy disagrees with them claiming that Maxwell hasn't brought the topic up and if her brother doesn't bring the topic up, it is of no importance. This was how much Mandy trusted and relied on her big brother, Maxwell opinion. They become over protective of each other but what happens when their love becomes an obsession?. When Maxwell can't stomach the thought of his sister, Mandy being with a guy?... When they engage in the forbidden romance?... When Maxwell intends on being mire than a brother?... When they commit a grave, serious, delicate, sin... What happens when one of them wants out in the relationship?...

"How dare you drug and fuck me?" Alpha Arthur roars as he clutches my tiny neck, his angry eyes piercing through my soul. My heart races faster as I struggle for my life. I know I've committed a grave sin, and standing before him, I believe today is my last day on earth. ******** Three days before Elara Redmond's wedding, she finds out her fiance has been cheating on her with her evil step-sister. Devastated and angry, Elara decided to give her fiance the taste of his own medicine by having a one-night stand with his best friend. But she wakes up the next morning to discover that the person she had drugged and fucked is the cruel Alpha of her pack, Alpha Arthur, and Elara runs away for her life. Alpha Arthur, who now wants more of her, and his greatest desire is to claim her, places a reward for anyone who will find Elara and bring her back to him. Things take a different turn when Elara's step-sister finds Elara, and now wants the position of Luna as her reward. What will Alpha Arthur do about the reward, and will he be able to claim Elara whose fated mate turns out to be his rival? Let's ride through this journey of romance, twist, conflicts, love, pain, and war.

[The Heir] Genre: Romance, BL, Business Synopsis: A young boy from an orphanage discovers he's the biological son of a wealthy family. As he navigates his new life, he must compete with his three adopted brothers for the coveted position of heir. Amidst the power struggle, love blossoms in unexpected ways. A handsome male trainer arrives, capturing the hearts of two brothers, while another pair of adopted brothers find themselves falling for each other. Who will claim the heir position , and who will win the heart? ------------------------ Extract Mark lean close to wren and made sure no one was hearing them "Mark 1, wren 1" mark smirked evilly "No, watch me" wren stood there and started crying while mark stood there shocked -------------------------

Experiencing loneliness has become a natural thing. All the bad memories that she experienced in the past she always buried so that she didn't want to talk to anyone. But when she was about to go to the flower garden to water, she instead found someone who was in quite a worrisome condition. His body was dirty, covered in bruises. And also a scar on his left eye. They look at each other but in different ways. One sees the person as a lost memory of the past. One sees that person as a good person who has been treated unfairly. A love story between two people who share deep dark memories. a cafe employee who has another identity, and a flower gardener but hides a singing talent and is always haunted by guilt because of inner ability. They both try to complement and heal each other's wounds in their hearts. Behind the suffering of bad things that causes one of them to be dragged into the search for an unsolved murder for 3 years.

Chloe did it again. Another boyfriend stolen, another round of humiliation in our family chat led by Aunt Linda' s fake sympathy. My own mother just sighed and told me to "try harder next time." This was the pattern, my glamorous cousin Chloe, making sport of my relationships, taking whatever, or whoever, was mine. But this time, as news of her latest conquest spread, a cold certainty settled within me. This time, it wouldn' t be another defeat. This time, I was ready. The object of her latest desire was Ethan, my new boyfriend, whose existence I' d deliberately kept quiet until now. He was everything she craved: charismatic, successful, irresistible. I "accidentally" let slip details about him to my mother, then watched, anticipating, as the news inevitably reached Chloe. Her audaciously casual message arrived soon after: "Heard you have a new toy, cous. Mind if I check him out for you?" My stomach twisted, but not with dread – with grim, calculating satisfaction. Years of quiet resentment, fueled by her casual cruelty and relentless need to diminish me, had finally solidified into a singular, unwavering purpose. She thought she was still playing her same old game, but she had no idea the depth of the trap she was about to step into. Ethan, with a hidden, dangerous secret I' d discovered months ago, wasn't just another man for Chloe to steal. He was the linchpin of my meticulously crafted revenge. This cycle of humiliation was about to end, but not the way Chloe expected.

I was carefully folding a new silk nightgown, ready to fly to New York and surprise my fiancé of several years, Donald. Then my phone pinged with a photo from my stepsister, Cindy. It was a high-resolution image of her and Donald, tangled together naked on messy bedsheets. On his arm was the one-of-a-kind silver bracelet I had custom-designed for his birthday last month. Cindy was staring right at the camera with a triumphant, provocative smile. A second message popped up: "Omg, sis, so sorry! Sent that by accident!" It was a blatant, mocking slap in the face. Later, I even intercepted a call where Donald laughed with his mother about how my declining family was just a worthless stepping stone for them. He called me a "boring, good girl" who was easy to manage, bragging that he would just go back to having his fun with Cindy right after our wedding. They really thought I was just a naive fool who would either come crying to him or quietly swallow this humiliating betrayal. They thought my silence meant I was weak and defeated. But I didn't shed a single tear, nor did I scream. A cold, sharp anger shot up my spine, extinguishing every last ember of heartbreak. I threw the silk nightgown into the trash, opened my laptop, and used my MIT computer science background to hack straight into their luxury hotel suite's smart system. I wasn't going to New York to cry. I was going to broadcast their filthy affair to the entire city at the most prestigious charity gala of the year.

My hands white-knuckled the steering wheel, watching the tour bus - my son and mother-in-law inside - slide towards a freezing cliff edge. Panic seized me, but not just for the immediate danger; I had lived this exact, horrific day before. In my first life, my firefighter husband, Andrew, scoffed at my desperate calls, choosing to celebrate with his mistress Molly and her son over saving his own family. His callous dismissal led to their deaths, my ruin, and finally, my own murder at his hands for exposing him. Now, facing the same impossible choice and a chilling text where he declared me "psychotic" for reporting the crash, I knew I would not beg the man who had already killed me once. This time, with the terrifying foresight of memory, I would save them, and myself, even if it meant destroying the monster I once married.

In a boarding school full of rules, Sara, a girl from a rich family, feels the pressure of a life she never imagined. Forced to pursue religious knowledge, he plans an escape from the boarding school which he considers to be an obstacle to freedom. However, meeting Ustadz Rafi, a strict teacher, changed everything. Harsh punishments are meted out, leading Sara on an arduous journey, where her character is tested and life's deeper values begin to dawn on her. In this story, trials and conflicts open the door to personal growth and understanding of the true meaning of life.

Do you ever wonder what happens to the girls that go missing everyday? The trauma and pain that they go though, how scared they feel, how lost they feel? Do you ever wonder where they are taken to? Let's find out in I AM THAT GIRL. I am that girl follows the story of a young woman that was abducted and separated from her loved ones at the age of 25. It's not every girl's story

Aaron Morris had it all. Good looks, a beautiful girlfriend, good grades in college. He only had one problem. He was being stalked by a red-haired nightmare otherwise known as Bella Davis! She was the bane of his existence, a thorn on his side who won't leave him alone no matter what. Will he ever get rid of her or will she continue to annoy him with her unrequited love? *This is the spin-off of The Ugly One but can be read as a stand alone novel. However, I recommended you read that one first :)*

The first thing Ava noticed on her fifth wedding anniversary was the suffocating silence, a stark contrast to the candlelit dinner she'd envisioned with Ethan. Instead, he stood by the window, his back to her, and when he finally turned, his face was a mask of cold stone. He told her they weren' t going to their anniversary dinner. On the table lay two stacks of paper: divorce papers, already signed by him, and a heavy, cream-colored envelope containing a wedding invitation-for her, to marry her childhood friend Liam. The words hit her with the force of a physical blow. "I don't understand," she whispered, her hands trembling. How could he possibly believe she was in love with Liam, her best friend, who was simply a constant, steady presence in her life? He even showed her an Instagram post of their honeymoon, declaring her love for Ethan, as if to mock her oblivion. A wave of dizziness washed over her. This wasn't real. It couldn't be. But as Ethan walked away, leaving behind the shattered sound of pottery from his studio, a cold dread settled in her stomach. Someone had put this idea in his head. Someone had done this to them, and Ava was about to find out who.

Pixie Charleston never thought a reckless night of passion with a mysterious stranger would turn her life upside down. But when she finds herself pregnant by Dante Fontanelle-a cold, ruthless billionaire with secrets of his own-her world changes forever. With her heart torn between fear and attraction, Pixie's life becomes a whirlwind of power plays, business rivalry, and lies. But Dante needs something from her-marriage. And with a baby on the way, she may have no choice but to accept the terms. However, she is about to learn that Dante's world is as dangerous as it is alluring

Her breathing ragged as he fiercely inserted a second finger, it surged in hotly to join the first, the soft pad of his thumb caressing the sensitive soft flesh of her pink clits above, twisting it softly round, round and round until Arianna felt she would explode into a thousand pieces. “I can’t t…..take it….any…more.mm..you...I.Ahhh!” She couldn’t even construct a sentence anymore,instead she cried out loudly, but not of pain more like an unbearable pleasure, at the same instance, Andre claimed her lips fully into his, going harder and harder this time, his plan? To make her completely his and to drive crazy as she did to him, it was a sweet revenge that Andre could definitely die for, wave after wave, after wave of undulating pleasure continued to rage and roil through her body but Andre didn’t stop, his fingers continue to graze her sweet spot with every creamy thrust, until she crashed against him with a shuddering release, her teeth biting softly on his ear robe, her soft quivering sounds filling his ear. Gently he rested her back on the car seat, as though it wasn’t enough for him, he opened the door and walked over to the other side and opened Arianna's door. Standing two feet from her, he pulled off his t-shirt out from his head, Arianna was out of breathe watching him, her olive face turned pink with hot pleasure, her legs still widely apart the way he had left it. She noticed a new tattoo on his chest as the lightening shine like a divine touch on his beautiful wet body contouring the abs and every muscle in his torso and slowly her eyes went lower, his wet pant made his arousal obvious, his erection so big and huge that it gave her chills, and her throat sudden dryness. “Aren’t you going to finish what you started? I am not going to force you” he said huskily, his voice low, deep and tight but it was nothing compared to the tightness in his groin. What's worse than realizing that your sweet anonymous lover from a secret dating site,whom you fall Inlove with is actually your spoilt, arrogant,self centered and sadist CEO! Whom you hated so much. But can she be able to tame this monster? Find out in this hot office romance story.

Beauty is a wound. For some women, face is their main asset for survival. But in the brain, beautiful Claudia Belzia is a boomerang for him. She did have names everywhere, but his heart and mind always stuck to one word: William Steve, first ex and first love. The Universe is joking because Willy and Wina's wedding invitation letter arrives without permission. "It's useless for you to be beautiful, Claudia! But you can't move on from your ex! Spread the charm there. Surely many males are attracted to females like you!" provoked Gina, her modeling friend.

Adira lives in a place where there are many so-called gangsters, and she belongs there. She is an orphan with her sister, but her sister does not treat her well, so she decides to leave to go off on her own. Now she lives alone in an old warehouse ever since their parents passed away. The only thing she makes a living from is accepting missions from those who can afford her services. Adira does not accept a mission if the price is life. The king, King Stephen, has been receiving threats on his son's life. He doesn't trust his companions inside the palace except for his son and General Augustin. Even though it was against Adira's rules that she would not accept a mission similar to that of the prince, she accepted it because of the king and his love for his son, agreeing to train him with the sword and keep him safe. Now, with her rules compromised, she's committed to the family. Will she be able to keep her emotions in check? How can she explain the sudden beating of her heart every time the prince is around her? Is she prepared to risk her life for this man?

Ugly Jojo and Handsome Draco (Can't stop loving you)