Ami Cry Novels & Stories

He's dangerous. He's fearless. He kills without blinking an eye. He's asexual—women don’t attract him, let alone make him catch feelings. He owns one of the most dangerous mafia clans in Russia. He's feared by everyone in the clan, and no one dares go against him. "Go against me, and meet your death" is his code. When it comes to looks, he's one heck of a demigod. No one has ever seen him smile, and they believe they never will—let alone catch a glimpse of his teeth. But what happens when a woman is brought into the clan? What category does she fall into? Is she the innocent, goody-two-shoes type? The stubborn, hotheaded type? Or the mafia kind of girl?

I was always sick as a kid. My parents were desperate. They’d try anything. So they got me a bunch of "guardian angels." Next thing I know, I'm set up and tossed into a horror game. Turns out, Medusa is my godmother. The ghost girl? My childhood playmate. And the final boss, a vampire? He's my fiancé. The first time we met, I was in a blind panic. I tripped and fell right onto his chiseled chest. "Oh—I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking—" I gasped, looking up at him. The words tumbled out in a rush. "And you're really handsome—but I didn't mean to fall on you! I have a heart condition!" The boss let out a laugh. He wiped the blood from his hands and swept me up into his arms. "Don't you worry," he purred, his voice dangerously smooth. "As your fiancé, I promise... I'll fix you right up."

The year I turned sixteen, the water supply of Moonlight Pack was contaminated. A desperate, burning thirst spread through every household. Owen was the one who found me half-dead and carried me home. His parents didn't just open their door to me. They shared what little water and food they had left. Everyone said it was because we were fated mates, destined to be together. But anyone could see the truth. His family loved me from the bottom of their hearts. The year I turned twenty, Owen asked me to be his mate. He gave me a silver dagger he'd forged with his own hands. He said that when he wasn't by my side, this dagger would protect me in his place. That very night, I used it to kill everyone in his family.

A psychopath is a cold, ruthless, heartless, and inhuman being. Belladonna Salvador is one of those. She's pretty and super intelligent, just like any other psychopath. As a child, she never felt any love from anyone, and neither had friends nor anyone to talk to. She was abandoned by her father and experienced constant abuse from her mother. Even her aunt wanted her killed. As a child, love was deprived of her. All she wanted was someone to love her. Then she meets Jameson Abalos. Jameson falls for that psychopath and does everything for her while she is still seeking love. Does she even know the meaning of love? Will she ever be in love knowing that she is not capable of it? Can he tame the psychopath?

Three months after Pete took his foster sister as his mistress, I terminated my marriage, chose to die on paper, and vanished from his life entirely. One quiet morning, I handed my child over to the nannies arranged by the family and walked out of the Rizzuto estate alone. Pete didn’t chase after me that day. He believed I would come back. Once I had calmed down, I would lower my head. The following spring, I was diagnosed with cancer. Standing in the hospital corridor, I suddenly remembered years ago— Pete had taken my hand and said, “You’ll be the finest Donna this Rizzuto family has ever had.” What pulled me back was not Pete. It was a letter from Sicily. Thin paper. Cold, rigid handwriting—the kind favored by old families who had ruled too long to bother with sentiment. “The heir has begun showing signs of emotional instability.” “Recent violent behavior has caused internal concern.” “There is disagreement within the family regarding the current Don’s judgment.” In the mafia world, there is only one reason the elders would bypass a man and reach out to a wife officially presumed dead— When the family itself begins to lose balance. So I returned. To the place I had once fled with everything I had. This time, there were no illusions. I no longer placed any hope in emotion. I was there only to fulfill the obligations of the family. I knew exactly how much time I had left. And I knew exactly what needed to be done. I became a proper Donna.

As per my father’s offer, I decided to leave both my son and husband behind and go back home where I would become his little girl again. That decision came after I heard my family’s true thoughts following my surgery. My husband thought, “It was just a minor issue! Why did she stay in the hospital for so long? She’s back and has yet to do any chores. Can’t she see that my suit needs ironing?” My son thought, “She spent so much money on that surgery, and now she’s even drinking my favorite yogurt! Why can’t she be a successful businesswoman like Sarah? All she does is stay in the house and act like a freeloader!” My mother-in-law thought, “She had to come back right when I’m making chicken soup, of all times! She can just drink the dishwater for all I care.” Feeling utterly disappointed, I turned around and closed the door. Then I called my father. “Yes, it’s just me. I’m not bringing anyone.”

When Catherine Banks, a hopeless romantic agreed to be a wife to the gorgeous billionaire, Andre Gray, she didn't realize she would get hurt and then get pregnant. She had a choice, and she chose to be a mother. A year had her nursing a child alone and working two jobs. But when fate decided to play games, it was always nasty. Andre was back and he wants his son. Andre Gray, a ruthless, gorgeous self-made billionaire always got what he wanted. However, Catherine was an exception. He wanted his son whom she hid from her, but not only that, he wanted her in his bed. Living under his roof, Catherine fell in love with Andre over again. Would she succeed in making him have the same feelings for her as they got more than close to each other? Obstacles arise to drive them apart. Would each succeed in breaking the pieces that were left in the life of Andre and Catherine?

Ella Miller had the childhood of a princess until she lost her mother. Her father remarried soon so little Ella could have a mother. Alas, her new mother came with two step-sisters who made her life a living hell. She thought Joe, her first boyfriend would rescue her from this life but he ended up cheating on her.Distraught, she goes to the coolest rooftop bar in New York with the aim of losing her virtue once and for all to this hot stranger who mistakes her for a prostitute. The following morning, she leaves money behind as revenge but fate had other plans.Her only job at a Fortune 500 company was about to end unless she got a billion dollar client account; but her hopes were squashed when the CEO of Holt Enterprises proposed a 12 month contract marriage in exchange for a 12 month contract with her company.Playboy billionaire James Holt is calm and composed as a lion but this girl Ella, invoked his anger when she tipped him for a night he'll never forget. He vows to find and punish her in every way possible. Shall James be able to tame Cinderella or will it be the other way around?

"If it's destiny... I would rather choose to die... than to not have you love me back." ........... "Why him...?", Anna shook Mia's shoulder. "It only has to be him.", Mia firmly replied. "Are you aware of what you are doing...? Are you sure what you are throwing yourself into...?", Anna shouted. "I'm willing though.", her words left her lips. ................. "Now...are you still willing...?", Anna questioned. "I...I...though I can make him love me...for the whole 3 years...h...he...", Mia's voice trembled as she couldn't speak anymore. "Mia...you are not that helpless 20 years girl anymore...you have right to choose your happiness...leave that damn family of yours too...I will be your family.", Anna hugged her. ................ "Why do you want a divorce now...?", He was still the same...unbothered. His handsome face and heavenly features just remained as distant as he was before. His hair was combed perfectly taking her breath to see the view in front of her...but her heart was broken beyond to admire the view in front. Memories jolted her... Been 3 years...never once he cared for her...but on their wedding anniversary...he came back late...as she was waiting for him like she always did...but before she could realize...He scooped her in his arms as she walked upstairs to the bedroom she never dared to enter. The butler and his wife were left speechless seeing what just happened. Upstairs. He pinned her to the door, he stared at the sparkling eyes that stared at him...her beautiful fairy face was in shock. His throat felt dry...as his right thumb moved recklessly on her trembling lips. He gulped down the saliva after a sigh...he leaned towards her as his lips touched her collarbone... which made her tremble... ..........

In this life, it is said that there are only two choices: to use or to be used, to save or to be saved. Regardless, there was one thing I had to do - survive! “Don’t fool me! I know your schemes and what you are playing behind my back!” Rage boiled in his veins. “You may have my surname, but you’re still nothing, Scarlette Scott. Don’t forget that.” How could someone display such blatant disrespect and arrogance? Ha! This man believed he could brand anyone with his pride! But not me! Not me, Storm Scoville! I will make sure your arrogant behavior is humbled and put in its rightful place!