Secretary Novels

I gave up my family's remaining assets to marry Eldridge Marshall, the city's most powerful Alpha. For three years, I played the perfect, fragile, "wolfless" wife he wanted. But coming home early from a trip, I caught him naked in the guest bed with his personal secretary. Through the crack in the door, I didn't hear guilt, only his arrogant laugh. "She's a wolfless cripple, as tame as a declawed cat. As long as I scrub my scent, she won't suspect a thing." I suffered the agonizing fever of a violated mate bond alone in a cheap, dingy motel. I realized every tender look he ever gave me was just a cage. His pack brothers publicly mocked me as rotting meat, while he violently played the overprotective husband just to satisfy his twisted possessiveness. He thought I was just a penniless, unawakened piece of trash who relied entirely on his mercy. He thought he could break the Moon Goddess's vow without consequences and keep me trapped forever. But he didn't know the blood of the primordial White Wolf flowed in my veins, and the rival military tech empire he was desperately trying to crush was actually mine. I calmly set up a hidden camera, wiped my entry logs, and called the most ruthless pack-law attorney in the country. "I need you to take a case for me. A lawsuit to dissolve my fated mate contract." This time, I am going to strip him of everything.

For five years, Genevra hid her identity as the legendary programmer "Aro" to be Bryce Crosby's dutiful, secret wife. When she was pinned in a crushed car on a rainy overpass, bleeding heavily, she called her husband for help. But Bryce just told her to stop making a scene and hung up to comfort his mistress, Aryanna, who was complaining about a sprained ankle. Dragging her blood-soaked body to the hospital, Genevra found Bryce tenderly guarding Aryanna—the very woman who had recklessly rammed her car. When Genevra collapsed in a pool of her own blood from a miscarriage, Bryce stepped back in disgust. "Playing the victim again? Resorting to tricks like this just to compete for my attention turns my stomach." His wealthy family didn't care about her dead baby. They only cared about the family trust, secretly planning to lock her in a psychiatric ward so Aryanna could take her place. To Bryce, she was just a pathetic secretary from a declining family who would never dare to leave him. He even sued her for five million dollars in breach-of-contract damages when she finally walked away. He didn't know she had already logged back into the global tech network to reclaim her true identity. Genevra put on a sharp suit, walked into his top-floor boardroom with her bodyguards, and slammed the lawsuit right back onto his desk.

Emily is a high school senior living a life she never chose. Since her mother's death, she has been treated like a servant by the very people who were supposed to care for her. Still, she holds on to one dream: going to college and honoring her mother's memory. But when her mother's ashes are removed from their resting place because of unpaid fees, Emily is pushed to the edge. Then she meets Kyle Huxley, a wealthy and arrogant young man who offers her a strange proposition: pretend to be his fiancée. What begins as a simple arrangement soon pulls Emily into the world of the powerful Huxley family. His grandfather offers her a life-changing deal-move into Jupiter House and reform his three troubled grandsons. Jeffery is guarded and intense. Huxley is charming but reckless. Skyler is quiet and withdrawn. They may have wealth, but beneath it are three young men carrying wounds they refuse to face. Emily refuses to be intimidated. As she challenges them, the walls they've built around themselves begin to crack. But living under the same roof comes with rules, secrets, and boundaries that were never meant to be crossed. And then there's York, the quiet secretary who has been watching Emily from afar, drawn to her strength and resilience. In a house where emotions can be more dangerous than enemies, Emily finds herself caught between unexpected connections, forbidden feelings, and consequences she never saw coming. She entered Jupiter House hoping to change three broken men. She never expected the house to change her too.

Eva Brooks, a 25-year-old woman, was set up by her best friend. Her fiancé broke up with her and demanded compensation for allegedly cheating on him. Eva had a one-night stand with the richest CEO in Dominic City, Ethan Owen. He was arrogant and offered her a job as his secretary. As his secretary, Ethan couldn't shake his fondness for Eva. He became obsessed with her, worrying that she was cheating on him. He broke up with his fiancée to become engaged to Eva, but will his fiancée let him go? Will Eva accept a relationship with her boss?

Chloe's husband handed her a brutal divorce agreement, stripping her of everything. "Sign it and get out," Carlisle ordered, his eyes like solid ice, declaring he had never loved her before tossing her aside for his mistress, Harper. Fleeing the penthouse, Chloe was relentlessly hunted down in the freezing rain. Harper's massive SUV rammed Chloe's sedan off a jagged coastal cliff, plunging her into the pitch-black Atlantic Ocean. She survived the abyss, but the crash shattered her face, requiring extensive reconstruction that completely erased the old Chloe. Six years later, the nightmare struck again. Her six-year-old son, Leo, lay dying from severe aplastic anemia. "We are out of time. His only chance of survival is a cord blood transplant from a matched sibling," the doctor announced. The sheer injustice of it burned a hole in her chest. Carlisle and Harper had thrown her away like disposable trash and tried to bury her at the bottom of the sea. Why did they get to live perfectly glamorous lives at the top of the world, while her innocent son gasped for his last breaths in a sterile hospital bed? To save Leo, she needed Carlisle's genes. Burying her striking new face behind thick glasses and shapeless gray suits, Chloe infiltrated his conglomerate as his drab, submissive new secretary. This time, she wasn't just surviving; she was returning to tear their perfect world apart.

Just because I accidentally splashed some hot water on my wife Lorelei’s secretary’s hand. She locked me in the sauna for eight hours. Just before I lost consciousness, Lorelei finally had someone let me out. Then she warned me in a vicious tone, "This is just a little lesson. If I ever see you hurt Jayden again, it won't be this easy." Lying on the stretcher, I calmly said, "Okay."

On the day of my birthday, my husband was at a winery, opening a million-dollar bottle of vintage wine to celebrate his beautiful assistant's promotion. He even posted about it, with the caption: "After this toast, you're my person now." I commented "congrats," and the post was immediately deleted. My husband, Kael, called me, furious. "Can you stop being so dramatic?" "I was just rewarding an employee! You're such a buzzkill!" A moment later, the assistant's profile picture changed to a ph

After seven years with Sierra Shen, I got a call from a wedding planner asking about my preferences for the ceremony’s decor. I thought the woman who never believed in marriage had finally changed her mind and was about to propose to me. But when I went to bring her lunch, I found an invitation on her desk. It had her name on it, next to the name of her male secretary. He had even posted about it on social media, gloating, “Thanks to CEO Shen for breaking her own rules for me and making my l

Louisa Sandler is a powerful heiress who loves her husband whole heartedly, that after marriage she hands everything she owns to him to handle but Eric breeze doesn't feel the same way, he's just manipulated her to get what he wants. He does the unacceptable by cheating on her with her best friend's sister. Heartbroken and frustrated, she lashes out on him, and his mistress kills her. Reborn, she's taken back to the beginning. Except things are very different this time. Everyone she once knew is now a werewolf, and her cheating former husband is now her dangerously-powerful and hot as fuck Alpha boss, with her as his supposedly dumb blonde secretary.

For six years, I guarded my fiancé's empty grave through blizzards and thunderstorms, surviving multiple suicide attempts because the guilt of his fatal car crash was eating me alive. Until an anonymous message led me to a luxury penthouse, where I found him perfectly healthy, his arms wrapped around his former secretary's pregnant belly. He had faked his own death to escape his mafia blood oath, keep the dirty money, and dump me. When I confronted him, he violently shoved me into a stone fireplace, leaving me bleeding out on the marble floor. "If anything happens to my new family, I will enact a Vendetta on you that will make the last six years look like a joke." To protect his pristine facade, he threatened to cancel my dying adoptive mother's heart transplant unless I publicly confessed to being a delusional stalker. I complied, but his mistress still snuck into the ICU, verbally abused my mother, and bribed the organ broker to back out. My mother flatlined right in front of me. I didn't understand how the man I had mourned for over two thousand days could watch me freeze in the snow for a box of dirt, only to coldly orchestrate the murder of my only family. Holding my mother's ashes, I scheduled a video exposing his dirty money, and jumped off the cross-river bridge. But I didn't die. When I opened my eyes, the city's most lethal Mafia Don was standing by my bed, offering me a gun and a throne built from their ashes.

"We shouldn't be doing this," I said breathlessly, clutching his shirt.    "What shouldn't we be doing?" he asked, trailing wet kisses to my jugular as I bit my lips not to moan out.    "Me and you, making out," I responded, yet tilting my head to give him more access to my neck, "I'm your nephew's fiancée."   "Am or was?" He bit my neck, and my hands trembled.    "You were his fiancée," he said, his deep, husky voice sending a pleasure wave to my gaping hole, "but lost you due to his carelessness."    I moaned, feeling his hand trailing close to my anticipating cunt, "No talking of another man now," his finger brushed my clit, "You are mine now!" He growled and dove a finger in me. *** After catching her fiance in bed with another woman a few days before their wedding, Emily Waston was devastated and angry. In desperation, she walked into a bar where she had an unforgettable one night stand with a stranger. To her ultimate shock, she discovered the stranger was her fiancé's uncle. And to make the matter worse, she got herself into a tacky situation where she couldn't leave her fiancé's life completely. By working as John's live-in secretary, she began to fall in love with his uncle. And John in particular noticed the closeness between them and began to get jealous and wanted her back. How would Emily handle the desire which the two alpha relatives have for her?

1 I was fighting for my life in a hospital bed while my husband was lounging in Bora Bora with his secretary. He didn't just abandon me; he let that woman move into our home while I was gone. When I finally walked through the front door, I didn't scream. I just calmly handed him the divorce papers. His little secretary stood there in my favorite silk pajamas, tears streaming down her face. "Please, blame me if you have to, but don't leave Mr. Miller because of this," she sobbed. Gavin comf

1 The day before our wedding, my fiancé gave me a sapphire ring. I touched my swollen belly as I lay on the operating table, telling him I wanted a divorce. Soon, his little secretary called, her voice thick with tears. "Mrs. Sterling, I was the one who picked the design. Please don't blame Alistair. It's all my fault." Alistair held her in his arms, whispering sweet reassurances for a long time. He only left me with one sentence. "You're carrying my child. Do you really think you can leave

The night before I was supposed to meet her parents, my girlfriend sent someone over with a pair of custom leather shoes. I looked down at my prosthetic leg and told her it was over. The male secretary she sent to deliver them dropped to his knees the moment she walked into the house. "It was my fault, Mindy. I got the size wrong. It's only natural for Zane to be angry with me..." he sobbed. My girlfriend didn't even hesitate. She hurled the heavy shoe at me with everything she had. "So wha

Chapter 1 From matching school uniforms to a white wedding dress, Alistair Reed and I had spent ten years together. On our seventh wedding anniversary, he gifted me a set of trendy couple hoodies. When I walked out of the clinic with a medical report confirming my pregnancy loss, I calmly sent him the divorce papers. My phone rang almost immediately. It was his company secretary on the line. "Sob, Avery, please don't be mad at Alistair. It was all my fault. I took the liberty of sending th

1. The day we were supposed to sign our marriage license, my boyfriend stood me up. I waited in front of the courthouse for an entire day, only to receive a photo from his secretary. In the picture, the little secretary was straddling my boyfriend's lap, her arms hooked around his neck, as they shared a deep, passionate kiss. "I am so sorry, Seraphina. Silas insisted on coming over to comfort my broken heart. You won't mind, right?" I confronted Silas, but he only looked at me with pure imp

On our tenth anniversary, the Sterling Group launched its new flagship fragrance. My wife, Vanessa Sterling, announced to the crowd that the perfume would be named "Elias." Minutes later, her secretary, Elias, posted on his Instagram story: "Best birthday gift ever. Thank you, Vanessa! I'm so touched!" Vanessa commented below his post: "May you stay eighteen forever, handsome and free." I didn't call her in a frenzy to demand answers like I used to. Instead, I calmly put my phone down. Afte

It was my son's sixth birthday, and I ordered his favorite takeout as a special treat. The delivery was sent to my husband's secretary's apartment by mistake, and that's how I found his secret. Nine years of a sweet marriage turned out to be nothing but a one-woman show. I handed him the divorce papers without a second thought. He sneered at me. "All this over a takeout order?" Yes. If one delivery is enough to see a man for who he really is, it's more than enough. 1. After hanging up wit

It was our tenth anniversary. Caleb Sterling, the CEO of Sterling Global, announced his newest fragrance at a massive launch party. He stood on the stage and told the world the perfume was named "Vivienne's Grace." Moments later, his secretary, Vivienne Brooks, posted on her social media. "This is the best birthday gift I've ever received. Thank you, Caleb! I'm so touched!" Caleb commented right below her post. "May you stay eighteen forever, uniquely beautiful." I didn't call him in a fr

My father suffered a severe heart relapse and was rushed to the ICU. Right before the emergency surgery, he gripped my hand with whatever strength he had left. "Once I am gone, Garrett will be the only one left to look after you. You have to promise me you will stay happy with him." I never imagined those would be the last words he would ever say to me. Completely shattered, I called my husband, Garrett Cole, begging him to come home and be by my side. "Garrett is in the shower right now…"