Student Novels

I went from a miracle healer to a discarded wife... and it only took three years. My husband, Luke, still looked at me with the same eyes as before. But in that gentle gaze, there was now someone else. Lydia. She was the scholarship student he had been sponsoring. He said she had a gritty spirit, just like I used to. My son, Leo, said Lydia was the prettiest and wished she was his mom. I just smiled and said nothing. At a gala, a business partner sighed with envy. "Mr. and Mrs. Miller, yo

The young man pinned my wrists above my head with effortless strength. His other hand wandered boldly over my waist, leaving a trail of fire wherever it touched. "Don't move, Mrs. Thorne." "Professor Thorne calls you a dairy cow. He says looking at you makes him sick. But I think this is the most beautiful place in the world." His palm covered my chest, which was heavy and swollen with milk. ... My name is Lillian Vance. I am thirty-four years old, married, and have a five-month-old son.

1. Five years after my law license was revoked, I had become the perfect invisible wife to my husband, Judge Marcus Caldwell. He was ashamed of my criminal record, so he only took my sister, Valerie, to elite events. I just silently ironed his custom-made suits, thinking it was my penance. My son, Leo, a star student at Yale Law, told me to my face that he preferred "Aunt Valerie." She could get him an internship at a top-tier law firm, while I was just a liability on his background checks.

Vianna Sterling, the supposedly pure and impoverished scholarship student, swatted away the Ivy League offer Gideon Vance held in his hand. "Don't use your privilege to insult me!" she cried. I was even poorer than her. I picked up the admission letter that had fallen at my feet and carefully handed it back to the wealthy heir. Gideon looked me up and down. "If you can get Vianna to accept this spot, I'll recommend you for admission too," he said. Afraid I might actually take the spot, Vian

They made me pick up their takeout for three years. Four hundred and twenty-seven times. They told me a scholarship student should know her place. On the day of the Centennial Gala, I walked onto the stage in a simple white shirt. The host leaned into the microphone and said― “Please welcome our guest of honor, the world-renowned author, Night Breeze.” I still remember the color of Seraphina Sterling’s face. What she didn’t know was that her father had offered me twenty million dollars to bu

The Student Council President missed too many classes and failed his finals. He came to my office, eyes red, begging for an apology. He promised he would never miss another lecture next semester and pleaded with me to bump up his grade. I felt soft-hearted and agreed to help him. But that very night, I became the lead story on the national news. On the screen, he sobbed, claiming I had forced him into a non-consensual, indecent relationship. He even produced a medical report for severe depre

During the Memorial Day holiday, I tried to save a child having a heart attack. As a medical student, I acted out of the goodness of my heart. But after the rescue failed, the child's mother sued me for a massive settlement. I refused to pay, and my entire family was doxxed and harassed online. My parents lost their jobs and eventually chose to end their lives by jumping from a building. Before he died, my father decided to donate his organs. I never expected the recipient to be the ve

1 When I was eighteen, I met Declan Morris, my father's star student, and tasted forbidden fruit with him. For ten long years, we carried on in secret. Ninety-nine times, I begged him to marry me. Then, I overheard him talking to a colleague outside his office. "Declan, the girl is twenty-eight now. Aren't you ever going to take responsibility for her?" His voice was completely devoid of emotion. "There is a ten-year age gap between us. I only look after her because I promised her father I

My brother has been reborn, too. In our last life, the school's golden girl, Seraphina Sterling, was head over heels for me―the cold, high-achieving genius. My brother, Jace, couldn't handle the rejection. He ended up assaulting her in a fit of rage and died shortly after in a gruesome car accident. Now that he has a second chance at life, he is desperately trying to mimic my every move. He smirked at me today and said, "This time, she'll only have eyes for me." I almost burst out laughing.

On Faculty Appreciation Day, my wife, Hannah, was officially promoted to Distinguished Full Professor. We had only done a quick courthouse wedding when we got married, but tonight, she went out of her way to host an elaborate dinner party at home. During the meal, she pulled out a bouquet of lilies given to her by her male student and prepared to place them into a glass vase. Without warning, I slapped the flowers out of her hands, shattered the vase onto the hardwood floor, and faced the stu

1 Ethan was the top student in our grade. To help his crush, the class beauty, get into Harvard, he decided to cheat for her on the SATs. I told him cheating was illegal and urged him to reconsider. He listened to me, didn't cheat, and we both got into Harvard. After graduation, we got married and lived a comfortable life. But when I was about to give birth, he refused to take me to the hospital, and I died in agony. "Despair? You deserve it! Sarah was more desperate in that exam room!"

1 On our wedding night, Mark dropped a bomb: he wanted to have a baby with his mentor's daughter. I was floored. When I confronted him, he actually had the nerve to accuse me of being selfish. "Professor Davis is really sick, and her only wish is to see a grandchild. It's just IVF, Jen. Nothing's actually going to happen between us!" "Besides," he added, "you were her student too. Can't you even grant her dying wish?" The next day, I went to visit Professor Davis, a fruit basket in hand, on

My sister was a pathological do-gooder. To maintain her saint-like image, she insisted on marrying a broke student. I, on the other hand, followed our parents’ wishes. I married a powerful CEO from a family that matched our own status. After the wedding, my sister became a miserable housewife. She was covered in grease and dust every single day. Meanwhile, I was treated like a queen. My husband spoiled me rotten. He bought me massive diamonds and spent millions just to see me smile. My life

My parents died during my senior year of high school. They left me nothing but a crumbling brick shack in a forgotten neighborhood. That was the same year I found a boy in the trash. He was the top student in the junior class at my school. But nobody respected him. Even when he was being bullied in the hallways, the teachers looked the other way. If the kids didn't hit him, his alcoholic father would. And his spineless mother never dared to fight back. I dragged him home and spent days nurs

"Ah... mmm... easy, Ray..." Serena gasped, her body moving rhythmically beneath mine. She looked like a blooming white lily, both pure and incredibly seductive. I couldn't help but smirk. This was the goddess every guy on campus was dreaming about, and right now, she was all mine. The feeling was addictive. "How was that, baby? Am I the best?" I whispered, kissing her smooth shoulder. I wasn't exactly an honor student, but I was a star on the college basketball team. My stamina was top-tier

I was a medical student at Northport Medical Academy, specializing in Obstetrics and Gynecology. My roommate, Ria Russo, once contracted a shameful, incurable infection. I was the one who hid it from the school and treated her in secret. Later, when she got pregnant, I helped her cover that up too. A month after she gave birth, my own mother went into labor. It happened right in the ward where Ria and I were interning. My mother gave birth to a baby boy who had a strange, long tail. To pay

1 On our eighth wedding anniversary, the scholarship student my husband was sponsoring sent me a taunting text. In the photo, she was wearing my wedding ring and holding a positive pregnancy test. "Lana, Cyrus and I are truly in love. Why don't you just let him go?" she wrote. "A barren woman like you doesn't deserve a man like him." I didn't give her the satisfaction of a reply. Instead, I forwarded the entire conversation to my husband. A few minutes later, Cyrus called. He didn't offer

I just ended a five-year marathon of a relationship with my girlfriend, who is five years younger than me. On the very eve of us getting our marriage license, I caught her at the mall. She was participating in a public couples' challenge with a younger guy from the architecture department. After the game ended, I gently took her hand with a bitter smile. "You said you'd love me forever," I whispered. She didn't even flinch. Instead, she laced her fingers tightly with the younger student's.

The admissions office called me to tell me my daughter's out-of-district placement fee had been paid. They wanted to know when I would arrive to finalize her enrollment. I was completely stunned. My daughter is the top student in her entire school, and her spot at the city's elite prep academy was guaranteed on a full scholarship. Why on earth would there be a placement fee? When I confronted my husband, Asher, he told me the admissions office must have called the wrong number. "I was actual

1 The day I went to pick up our wedding rings, I discovered there were two. One was mine. The other belonged to Summer, the college student my boyfriend, Ethan, was sponsoring. I confronted him, only to overhear his phone call: "Help me buy an apartment in your name for Summer. Don't let Olivia find out." A pause, then his choked voice: "I love her. I can't give her up." That was it. I let him go. I let them have each other. ...... Finding two identical wedding rings felt like a punch to the g