Comedy Web Novels & Protective Misunderstanding Stories

Ember never meant to make a king. She was just trying to survive her heat without embarrassing herself in front of the massive, infuriatingly calm wolf living in the loft next door. Ember has spent most of her life keeping people at a distance. She’s stubborn, private, and perfectly happy suffering through things alone—including the inconvenient attraction she’s been pretending not to feel toward Ghost. Ghost notices everything. He notices when Ember skips meals. When she hasn’t slept. When she’s pretending she doesn’t need help. Calm, steady, and impossible to shake, he’s the kind of man who doesn’t push—but also doesn’t leave. Which becomes a problem when a violent storm destroys half of Ember’s apartment and Ghost is the one who drags her out of the wreckage. Suddenly the fiercely independent she-wolf who hates relying on anyone is stuck living next door to the one man she’s been trying not to want. Then Ember’s heat hits. What starts as proximity and stubborn attraction turns into something neither of them expected when their bond snaps fully into place—awakening a long-buried bloodline Ember never knew she carried. For generations, wolves like her were known as Kingmakers—rare mates capable of exposing corruption and keeping pack leadership honest. Twenty years ago, someone tried to wipe them out. Now Ember’s power has awakened. And the quiet city she and Ghost call home—long governed by careful politics instead of true pack leadership—is about to change. Because Ghost never wanted to be an Alpha. But Ember’s bloodline has a habit of exposing exactly the kind of wolf who should be. And Ember might have just made a king.

I wrote a dark romance full of red flags. Cyrus Crest was a Possessive billionaire., Obsessive and dangerous. The kind readers eat up. Then I spilled coffee on my laptop… and woke up inside my own unfinished book. Now I’m stuck as the heroine, face-to-face with Cyrus Crest, the exact man I created and the exact type I hate. I can’t change anything I’ve already written. I can’t tell him this is a book. And every time I try to run, the plot drags me right back to him. I was supposed to stay and let him help me up. I scrambled away and ran instead. He noticed. Now the red flag I wrote is looking at me like I’m the only thing that doesn’t obey him… and he’s decided I’m his. I hate him. I created him. And somehow, I’m the one who has to survive him long enough to write the ending.

“Friends can become something more. Family can’t. Friends can go out, get drunk, be reckless, and kiss in the back of the car. Friends can be more, Siri. Accidents can happen in a friendship that might end up with both of us naked, and tangled together under the same sheet.” ~.~ Siri’s father had just married his fifth wife, and she already knew how it would end. But she didn't know how close she would get to her new family, or how tangled she would get with her stepbrother. Jackson was a man who made her mouth water. He made her attend every hockey game even though she didn't love the sport; she just enjoyed watching him be brutal on the ice. With his intense eyes and accent, she felt things she wasn't supposed to feel for someone who was supposed to be family. So she stayed away. Or tried to. There was no avoiding Jackson when he was everywhere, when his foot touched hers under the dining table, or his eyes never left hers even when their parents were watching. She was only a woman, and she no longer wanted to fight this fire between them, but every time they took a step forward, ghosts from the past threw them three steps back. A wound left to fester. A superstition born from trauma. A relationship that might ruin his career. An unhinged ex that flips both their worlds. They should have stayed family until this marriage ended and they had to go their separate ways, but kind attracts kind, and Siri and Jackson were broken, and everything kept going down to hell. They also kept fighting the devil as they went down there. They kept fighting for their love story despite all odds. Despite the world against them.

Sophie became limp after an accident while saving an old grandma. Her parents, who resented her, laughed and said, "No one will marry a limping girl. Marry an old man and bring us the dowry money!" She thought her life was useless now. Until, the grandma's handsome grandson appeared with a shocking marriage proposal: "Marry me and I'll help you with your leg surgery!" She was stunned. "But I'm just a poor girl with a limp leg…why would you marry me?” His lips curled up into a smirk. "At least, I'll have a silly girl as my wife." Blinded by desperation and hope, Sophie agreed. Only later did she discover her new husband's true identity. Dominic William, London's most elusive billionaire, notorious for his icy heart and disdain for women. As Sophie navigates Dominic's world, she uncovers the secrets behind his frozen facade. But will their unconventional love overcome the darkness of his past and her own insecurities? Or will his secrets tear them apart?