Action Web Novels & CEO First Love Stories

"In every lifetime, you love me. And in every lifetime, you die in my arms." Five hundred years ago, General Alexander was cursed. For separating two lovers in war, he was condemned to damnation, destined to find his true love in every lifetime, only to watch her die because of him. He spends the rest of that life without her, filled with grief until he dies too and I reborn and tormented with the memories of her. In the twenty-first century, he is Xavier Vance—a cold, ruthless mafia billionaire who rules the city's underworld with an iron fist. He has accepted his loneliness in every life. That is, until he walks into a high-society gala and sees her. Cassandra King is the sheltered daughter of a legitimate businessman, making her grand debut to society. She doesn't remember the battlefield. She doesn't remember his name. But when their eyes meet, the ancient bond ignites. Xavier vows to break the cycle. To save her life, he must stay away. He must be the villain in her story. He must make her hate him. But how can a man fight a five hundred year old urge to claim the only woman who owns his soul?

"See how wet you are for me? I bet he could never make you feel this good… I’ll make a video and send it to that ex-husband of yours, let him watch how you ride me senseless.” Used and discarded, Elena Carter was nothing more than a contract wife. The moment her billionaire ex secured his inheritance, she was thrown aside and replaced. Years later, she returns as Lyra Royce. Now, her ex-husband’s stepbrother is her fiancée, and together, they have a shared goal: destroy Adrian Black. Caught between two brothers, which man will she ultimately choose?

The first time I saw Daniel, I did not think he would become the man who would change everything. It was a quiet evening, the kind where the sky looked tired and the wind carried the scent of rain. I had gone to the café only to escape my thoughts. Love and I had never been on good terms, and I had long decided that my heart was safer when it belonged only to me. Then he walked in. He wasn’t loud or dramatic. In fact, if you weren’t paying attention, you might have missed him completely. But there was something about the way he moved—calm, steady, like a man who understood the rhythm of life. When his eyes met mine, he smiled. Not the kind of smile men give when they want something from you. No. This one was different. It was warm, patient… almost like he already knew my story. I looked away quickly, pretending to read my phone, but my heart betrayed me. It beat faster, louder, as if it was whispering a secret I was not ready to hear. That night, I didn’t know his name. I didn’t know his voice. But somehow, in the quiet space between strangers, something had already begun. And before long, Daniel would teach me something I had spent years running from: What it truly means to love… and to be loved to the full.