GoodNovel - Read Web Novel Stories & Fiction Online

FAKE DATING WITH BENEFITS: MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS

SEVEN DAYS BEFORE MY WEDDING, I walked into our bedroom and found my neurosurgeon fiancé cheating with my cousin. Six months later, Oliver and Vanessa are married, my humiliation is office coffee-break gossip, and I've done everything possible to disappear off the face of the earth. Then I find out my grandmother is dying. This birthday might be her last, and I refuse to let my ex take that from me too. Problem is, going means facing my own personal nightmare head-on: Oliver and Vanessa, happy and married, right in front of me, while the rest of my family looks at me like I'm a walking tragedy. That's when Simon Hart—my billionaire boss, arrogant as hell, and the only man who can irritate me, make me laugh, and dismantle every single one of my defenses in the same conversation—makes me an absolutely ridiculous proposal. "Just think about it." He spreads his hands. " You’re tired of everyone pitying you. I’m rich as hell, handsome as hell, and charming as hell. Who's going to feel sorry for you when you show up with Simon Hart on your arm?" The problem is, he's right. I need a boyfriend to survive my grandmother's birthday weekend without turning back into the official family disaster. And Simon needs a serious girlfriend to prove to all of New York that the city's most eligible bachelor has finally settled down. It was supposed to be simple. Fake dating. Two events. Some convincing touching. Absolutely zero feelings. Until we added new terms to the agreement. No-strings s*x. No jealousy. No expectations. Just s*x. And it worked perfectly. Right up until everything went completely off the rails.

Alpha’s Rue: His Shunned Luna

He took away my choice of being marked. “I hate you.” I spit. “You think I want this?” He snickers. “Being mated to you is my worst nightmare come alive, but if you dare run from me? Make sure you can hide well because I will hunt you down, Mate.” ♡ I came back for one day. One stupid day to appease my father but now I’m trapped for life by a bond I never asked for. Alpha Kingston has a girlfriend, she's the Luna he and his pack desire not me. I was once his Bestfriend, the girl he would burn the world for but now I'm the one he’d burn to save her. Everyone says I'm the villian, but every villian has a story right? One they never tried to hear. I don't belong here, not anymore. Mooncrest has done nothing but break me, I want to leave but I'm the Alpha’s mate, and he promises to catch me if I run. Staying in Mooncrest brings back feelings I didn't know I had. Can King and I be as we were before or did I lose him forever without an explanation?

You Had This Divorce Coming

After five years of playing the perfect Mrs. Prescott, Lucille Sandwell finally woke up on the day of her daughter's one-month milestone. Her husband, Gideon Prescott, reserved all his tenderness and devotion for the woman he truly cared about, yet expected Lucille to remain mature, self-reliant, and endlessly understanding. In front of everyone, she flipped the table and said, "I want a divorce. I've had enough of this marriage." He responded with a cold laugh. "How did you become this vulgar? You throw around the word divorce at the slightest thing." Only after she disappeared did he realize that his world had begun to fall apart. Without her, everything went wrong. Three years later, they met again at an international summit. She returned as a celebrated master architect and stunned the entire room. Under the blaze of camera flashes, he dropped to his knees and begged her to come back. She only smiled and walked past him, another man at her side. Later, he received a gilded wedding invitation. The bride, dressed in white, leaned into the arms of his best friend. With red-rimmed eyes, he crashed the wedding. All he heard was her quiet voice. "Gideon, being the understanding one is exhausting. From now on, I only want to live for myself."

He Killed Me, So I Married His Ruthless Alpha Brother

I still remember the way the air felt when it left my lungs for the last time. For five years, I was the Quiet Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. I was the wolf-less girl who wasn’t supposed to be there, the one the Omegas mocked and the elders ignored. I thought Nikolai Grey was the kind brother—the safe choice. I loved him through every cold look, and every night he left me alone because I couldn't give him a pup. I was his wife, but to him, I was just a prophecy to be fulfilled. And when I didn't fit the mold? He didn't just discard me. He ended my life in front of everyone. But the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance. I woke up five years ago. The Knight family expects me to marry a Grey. They think I’m going to choose the charming, smiling Nikolai again. They’re wrong. I’m done being the victim. If I’m going to survive this life, I don’t need a husband; I need a weapon. I need the brother Nikolai is terrified of. The one they call a monster because he doesn't know how to pretend. Alexander Grey. He’s ruthless. He’s cold. He’s the Alpha everyone avoids in the hallways. I walked right up to him, ignored the warning growl in his chest, and asked him to marry me. Nikolai thinks he’s getting a submissive bride. He has no idea that this time, I’m bringing his worst nightmare home to dinner.

CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON

"You have this beauty that captivates men, don’t you? There were plenty of naked women in this room, but the second you walked in, the men lost control. They wanted a piece of you. They wanted to own you." His fingers trail down my jaw, tilting my chin up. "Not knowing you already belong to me." I swallow hard, my breath caught in my throat. He moves away, settling into a chair with ease. He unbuttons his coat, leans back, spreads his legs apart like a king, which I guess he is... And then, his voice turns lethal. "From now on, Ariella Costa, you are mine to use. Mine to play with. Mine to do with as I please." The words hit me like a heart attack. "Your body belongs to me. Your mind belongs to me. Your soul belongs to me." He smirks, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I own you."

My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret

Gianna Toricelli has spent her whole life surviving. Surviving a father who taught her what fear looked like. Surviving a home where love always came with conditions. Surviving the kind of wounds that never leave scars anyone else can see. Trust isn't something she gives. It's something she buried a long time ago. Then her mother marries into the Capone family. Overnight, Gianna finds herself trapped inside an empire where power is inherited, secrets are currency, and every man is more dangerous than the last. None more than Raphael Capone. The brilliant mind behind the Capone empire. A man who can predict everyone... Except her. Raphael was never supposed to become her weakness. He was supposed to remain a mistake. A secret hidden behind locked doors. A line neither of them could afford to cross. But stolen nights become impossible to forget, hatred blurs into obsession, and every lie they tell pulls them further into a relationship that could destroy them both. Because some secrets are worth killing for. And theirs is sleeping in the bedroom across the hall.

His Sinful Possession

“I would rather ruin my things than to let them get possessed by someone like you…Mr. Riccardo Alfanso…” and the moment Aniya Meier dared to speak those words to Riccardo Alfanso in front of dozens of people, she ended up making him her possessor because Riccardo Alfanso was the kind of a man, who believed he could possess anyone and anything at any cost, so what would happen when his madness to make Aniya Meier submit to him would become so sinful than he would end up breaking every wall between love and possession? Read To Find Out

Auctioned to my Brother's Bestfriend

"50 million dollars"The words hang in the air and Angelica Smith was auctioned to Damien Victor.Kidnapped and sold, the first shock came to her when she learned that her bidder was none other than her brother's best friend.Little did she know that it was only the first of many dark secrets that were yet to be revealed because he was no longer the same man whom she used to admire in her teenage years.The one who can never see a scratch on her skin wanted to leave such deep marks that she remembers her whole life and she wasn't even sure why he was taking revenge on her.What would happen when she learned about his hidden intentions?Will she ever be able to come out of his cage or will she remain his plaything?✿✿✿✿✿✿✿'No one can hurt, touch, see, or feel you except me. You are mine, Tesoro. I will break you until you don't accept it' ~ Damien Victor 'You can have my body, not my soul. I will never submit to you, even if you kill me' ~ Angelica Smith ××××××××Features highly mature content 🔞

Mafia Men VI - Alessandro's Ruin

It started with a stolen wallet and turned into something neither of them could’ve imagined. What began as a game of cat and mouse has turned into something more. They're no longer just trying to outsmart each other; they’re going deeper, and it’s setting off sparks in all the wrong places. As they get closer, the truths they’ve kept hidden start to unwind, tearing through the lives they’ve built. The illusion of control slips away, and now, everything’s on the line — their lives, their secrets, and their hold on each other. The question is, can they survive it all — or will they destroy each other in the process?

A Wife For His Empire

Before he met her. “My family was my weakness. Their deaths made me your worst nightmare.” After he met her. “Let the world fear the Rostova name. Let my enemies fear my vengeance. But let Nadya never fear the man who loves her.” For fifteen years, Jafer Rostova has lived for revenge. The deaths of his family turned him into a man feared by his enemies and obeyed by everyone else. With his remaining targets hiding among the powerful, he needs a way into their circle and a wife could help him get there. Betrayed by the very family she should have been able to trust, Nadya lost everything. After years of suffering for a crime she never committed, she returns home with a heart full of hurt and scores left to settle. When Jafer discovers that her family may hold something he desperately needs, he takes Nadya as leverage, offering her family one choice: find what he wants, or lose their daughter for good. They made their choice, and Nadya was filled with heartbreak. Jafer offers her a bargain to become his wife, and in return, he will help her get her revenge. As their worlds collide, the walls around their guarded hearts begin to crumble. Her kindness reaches places in him that vengeance never could, because Jafer knows how to destroy his enemies. But can he protect the woman who is slowly becoming his greatest weakness?

HER VENGEANCE, HIS OBSESSION

Four years ago, Maya Belladonna was discarded and left for dead after a tragic home invasion that ended with the assassination of both her parents. Once a shy and timid girl who was the apple of her parents' eye, Maya has evolved into a lioness, hungry for blood and determined to find her parents' killer, one way or another. By hook or by crook. Amidst it all, she crosses paths with Zakhar Mikhail, the coldest, most powerful, and feared Bratva boss. She hates him. He hates her even more. But fate keeps playing its annoying tricks, pulling them closer and closer with every passing day. In a world of lies, secrets, tears, and betrayal, where hatred turns into obsession, truth turns into lies, and trust turns into rejection, the shadows of the past begin to creep back into their lives. Will Maya and Zakhar find a way to hold on to their love, or will revenge get the upper hand? Sometimes, love isn't enough. Or is it?

The Mafia King’s Accidental Wife

She crashed into his world. He claimed her as his own. Now they're both in danger of losing everything. Chloe Woods didn't plan to marry a crime lord. She planned to escape one. But when her desperate flight from a monster leads her to crash through the gates of Dante Donovan's estate, she stumbles into the arms of a far more dangerous man. One who doesn't ask questions. One who doesn't negotiate. One who takes what he wants and dares the world to stop him. By sunrise, she's his wife. By nightfall, she's his obsession. Dante Donovan built an empire on blood and secrets. He trusts no one, loves no one, and answers to no one. But the fearless, infuriating woman who insulted him to his face and kissed him like she was daring him to want more has become his greatest weakness. She's chaos wrapped in silk. A rebellion in heels. A complication he should eliminate. Except he can't. Because Chloe Woods is the key to the revenge he's spent a decade planning. Her father destroyed his family. Her fiancé wants her dead. And Dante? Dante wants to possess her so completely that she forgets she was ever anyone else's. But Chloe isn't a woman who belongs to anyone. She's a woman who burns down empires just to watch the flames dance. As rival families close in and buried secrets claw their way to the surface, Dante must choose: use his accidental wife as a weapon in his war, or protect her with his life. And Chloe must decide: run from the man who terrifies her, or surrender to the only man who has ever made her feel alive. Some marriages are made in heaven. This one was forged in hell. And neither of them is walking away.

Her Troubled Bully

Being bullied from middle school till high school by one of the popular boys in school is like living in hell for Jennifer Greene. She is quiet and just wants to get through High School without stress, but it seems fate has other plans for her. Meet Reece Morgan, the gorgeous bully. He is hell bent on breaking Jennifer in other to fight his demons. Will he succeed?or will she be able to save him from the dark hole he was stuck in?.... keep reading to find out.

Stranded with My Stepbrother

I'm almost 18 and I'm in love with my 22-year-old stepbrother, Caleb. I confessed my love to him soon after our parents got married, but he rejected me and disappeared. Now the way he looks at me makes me burn. I wonder - does Caleb want me?

Becoming the bad boy's pet

"How bad do you want it? Is it strong enough for you to become my pet." His hands wrapped around her neck, and his voice a low growl as a deadly smile played on his lips. *** Bella knew the Mystery Cafeteria Boy was trouble from the first time she saw him. He was the one that was going to blow up her cover and uncover her past. Stuck in the same grade she had no other choice but to make a deal to become his pet. Could he bully his pet? Yes. Fall in love with his pet? Hell no.

Fake Dating the arrogant hockey Captain

“You want me to kiss you?” I gaped, heat rushing to my cheeks. “Yeah?” He arched his brow, like he didn’t understand why I was so shocked. “Right here?” My gaze bounced around the crowded cafeteria, sinking deeper in my seat as everyone’s attention lingered on us. “But people are watching.” Cole gave me a blank look, then his lips curved into that teasing, infuriating smirk of his. “Good.” Before I could say anything else, he pressed his lips against mine, his fingers threading into my hair. And at that moment, everyone faded into the background, till I was painfully aware of his tongue thrusting into my mouth. ***** Lila Thompson is the top student at Crestwood University, but her greatest talent was staying in the background. On the outside, she is disciplined and principled, prioritizing her studies above anything else. Still, on the inside, she harbors a secret crush on Ryan Keller, the campus football star who has never once noticed her. So what happens when she is thrust into Cole Harrison's orbit? The arrogant captain of the hockey team needs her help to save his career. In exchange for tutoring him, he offers her a chance to get Ryan’s attention. The catch? She would have to be in a fake relationship with him. It is a win-win situation. Simple and efficient. But little did she know that nothing about Cole was simple. When lines blur between pretend and real, Lila begins to question everything she thought she wanted. Will she finally get her dream boy? Or will she risk everything for someone who was never part of the plan?

The Revenge On My Biased Family

The Revenge On My Biased Family (The Day the Truth Outweighed the Blame) ​ BLURB ​ I spent my 18 years with my family only to be called a Foolish Product, A Bully Sister, A disgraceful daughter, and a selfish member of their Smith family. They always abused me for my Irish twin sister, Ashley Smith, who was born with poor health. She was always their priority, while second place was taken by our elder brother, Paul Smith, who was like the worst nightmare for me while being a knight in shining armour for my sister. We were both sisters born from the same womb with different destinies. While I was treated with lowly disgust, she was living her dream life. I was hurt and broken but still endured everything, thinking one day they would accept me as her. But on my 18th birthday, they asked me to apologise to my sister for the item she stole from me. I had enough! I refused to bow my head for her anymore. I didn’t want them to choose me anymore, and I lifted my head confidently. “Apologise over my deathbed and after taking my necklace.” My words left them trembling and dazed; for the first time, I smiled with pure victory, witnessing them crumble with rage and real defence. Finally, I acknowledged that what mattered most in my life was not their validation but my own ‘Will’. The Will to make decisions fearlessly, to live, to treat myself fairly even when the whole world is against me and the choice to fight for my self-respect!

One Of the Guys Part 2

She licked my thigh and I melted from the heat of her tongue. “Oh Jagger, please…” I begged as she teased my wet center with her tongue.__________________________Keegan and I were a couple now. It was so different than before. I wasn’t afraid to be near him. I craved it. We hadn’t given each other our virginity yet, but I had a feeling we would before he left for school. _______________________________“Kee, I loved you then too. I never thought you would ever feel the same way about me. I hate that I never told you how I felt. We missed so much time together that we could have spent loving one another. This is seriously the sweet—-“, but before I could finish my sentence he scooped me up in his arms and kissed me slowly and methodically. His warm breath swirled around my lips. He picked me up and sat me on top of the counter top. Still kissing me, he rubbed my waist and my thighs. I grabbed the back of his hair and put my other hand on his chest. I could feel his heart beating so rapidly. He started kissing my neck and I could hear myself moaning softly. He started to unbutton my shirt. Read more in this book and find out what happens with Brees and Keegan this time around. Someone new comes into their lives and shakes things up. I

Too Late To Say I Love You

“Strip off her clothes!” It never occurred to Gwen White that her husband would order a bunch of men to strip her! Throughout the ten years of crushing on him and two years of marriage, Gwen loved Jared Crawford madly, but he despised and hated her to her bones. That said, when Gwen decided to leave Jared for good, he personally brought her back from the depths of hell and begged her to start all over again...

Knocked Up by My Nemesis

Waking up hungover next to my arch-nemesis – the city's most notorious fuckboy? Worst. Morning. Ever. I handled the walk of shame with icy dignity, but fate had a bigger curveball: one month later, two pink lines. My baby. My rules. His involvement? Zero. My flawless plan hit a snag when morning sickness ambushed me in the office restroom. He walked in. His eyes locked onto my still-flat stomach, darkening with something dangerous. Before I could blink, he had me pinned against the cold tile wall. "Who's the father?" he growled. I met his glare with a frosty smirk. "Wouldn't you like to know? Definitely not you." Then it happened: a hot tear hit my neck. His voice cracked, raw and desperate. "Don't... don't leave me. Please." Me: ...Dude. Seriously? THIS IS YOURS!

Drowning in Love

I’ve always felt like Travis Chancer was forced to marry me. Every time we were intimate at night, he’d rather use his hand to get me off than actually have sex with me. I got more and more disappointed and decided to divorce him. But the night before I printed the papers, I heard him on the balcony talking to his buddies. “Bro, I’m not trying to be nosy, but you’re obviously dying for it. Why won’t you touch her? The perfect woman is right there. It must feel amazing.” “Women can’t stand being ignored. If you keep bottling it up, she’ll eventually run off with another man, and you’ll regret it.” He took a quiet sip of whiskey. “But her skin is so delicate, and her waist is so slim… she’s so sensitive. What if I lose control and scare her? “She’s my woman. I have to be careful. If she wants to find comfort elsewhere, she can. As long as she’s still willing to come home, I’ll keep spoiling her.” They snorted. “Don’t act like a saint, man. If you’ve got the guts, stop secretly posting on Reddit.” Late that night, I quietly opened Travis’s browser history. A full hundred entries. The pinned post read: “I finally married the girl I’ve loved for years, but I have a very high sex drive. How can I make her enjoy it without leaving psychological scars?”…

I Truly Stopped Loving Her

Just because I refused to kneel and apologize to my wife's lover, she went so far as to send me to North Maia, saying she wanted to make me suffer. I endured unimaginable hardships to make my way back from North Maia, covered in wounds. No sooner had I returned to my home country than I was thrown out by the bodyguards my wife had arranged in advance. She said to me viciously, "Liam Sullivan, who gave you the nerve to compete with Harold for my favor?! Let me tell you, without Harold, you'd never have had the chance to become my husband."

Access Denied: My Girlfriend's Other Man

Seren Grant is extremely protective of her personal space. We've been dating for three years, yet I still don't have the access code to her apartment. Whenever I want to spend the night at her place, I have to let her know in advance. She always came downstairs to let me in herself. She says it's about maintaining boundaries, and I respect that. Until one day, I arrive early and am just about to call her when the elevator doors open. Her colleague, William Baker, swipes his key card to get through the security entrance. Then, he presses his fingerprint against the lock on her apartment door. The door opens. When he turns around to see me, he freezes for a moment. "What are you doing here? Seren said tonight isn't a good time." When I ask him how he has access to her fingerprint lock, he simply responds, "I registered my fingerprint last year. I come over often to feed her cat." She never even told me she had a cat. She said she was allergic to cat fur and couldn't have pets. Using that excuse, she turned down my suggestions that we get a cat together three separate times. Later, when I came across William's social media posts, I learned that she'd given him the cat as a birthday present. I deleted all the messages I had sent to Seren asking her for permission to visit. Seren Grant, your boundaries only ever apply to me. Meanwhile, he's had a place in your home all along.

Secondhand Love

For five years of marriage, my husband, Caleb Sullivan, had only one rule when it came to buying household appliances: if he could get it secondhand, he would never buy it new. He had found our refrigerator on an online marketplace, picked up our washing machine from a local seller, and even complained that the robot vacuum I had spent six months waiting for at a discounted price of 300 dollars was too expensive. "We're not putting our lives on display for other people. What matters is that the machine works." I had always assumed he had grown up poor and was simply afraid of going back to those days. That was until my best friend, Yasmine Owens, moved into her new home and Caleb asked me to help her unpack her deliveries. A 500 dollars robot vacuum, a 2,000 dollars washer-dryer set, and even the coffee machine I had wanted to buy last year but could not bring myself to splurge on were all sitting in her kitchen. I stood there, stunned for a long moment. "Did you strike it rich or something?" Yasmine laughed as she unwrapped another package. "Caleb bought them for me." Caleb did not even look up. "She lives alone, so it's safer to have new appliances. You and I both know how to find good secondhand deals. There's no need to waste money." When I got home, our old washing machine, which had been leaking for a while, broke down again. I took our shared tablet to list it on the online marketplace, but when I opened the app, I discovered Caleb had forgotten to log out of his account. I tapped on his purchase history and found a total of 47 orders—every single one had been delivered to Yasmine's address. The sideboard, the floor lamp, the juicer, the old television… The first dozen or so purchases were all things Caleb had told me he had found at a bargain over the years. Things we had been using in our own home all along. As I stared at our leaking, battered washing machine, it finally dawned on me—it was not that he knew how to find good secondhand deals. He had simply been waiting for Yasmine to wear things out first.