Anniversary Stay Novels & Stories

“Lance… I’m pregnant.” Celine showed the gift box to her husband. “I can’t have a child with you. You need to abort that child.” — Lance. **** Celine Rodriguez and Lance Hart did not love each other when they got married, but over three years, Celine fell in love with Lance. Celine did everything to be a good wife to Lance, but on their third wedding anniversary, she received divorce papers. Until the end, Celine fought for her marriage with Lance, even if it meant aborting their child. But Lance still went ahead with the divorce to marry another woman. Celine’s devastation and loss of hope that Lance would love her led her to sign the divorce papers. After six years, Lance realizes his truly love is Celine. Lance chases his ex-wife even if it means losing everything because, for him, she is his everything. Following all that Celine suffered at the hands of Lance, will she grant Lance a second chance or will Celine push Lance away? How far will Lance’s heartlessness go just to get Celine back to him?

I was the Luna who gave everything to her Alpha—my heart, my loyalty, my dignity. Ethan repaid me by sleeping with other she-wolves, over and over again, and every night our mate bond slowly poisoned what was left of my soul. On our third wedding anniversary, when he suggested I could "try" sleeping with someone else too, I finally broke. My childhood friend, a young Alpha, called me when he heard the news and proposed to me over the phone. His gentle voice healed every wound Ethan had carved into me, so I said yes. Now I've decided to give Ethan moonbreak herb and sever our bond forever. But Ethan never bothered to ask what I gave him to drink. He was too busy running off to his favorite she-wolf's bed. He has no idea that in thirty days, when the moon breaks, our mate bond will shatter completely, and the "chains" that bound us as fated mates will be gone. This time, I'm really leaving.

Once I get reborn, the first thing I will do is swap mates with my cousin, Clara Evonfall. In my previous life, Clara and I had held our mate-bonding ceremonies on the same day. Clara, a docile and gentle she-wolf, was forced to become the mate of Gilbert Vargas, the cold and aloof Alpha of the Bloodthorn pack. On their bonding anniversary, Gilbert abandoned Clara just so he could be with his childhood sweetheart, Joanna Penning. Because of that incident, Clara and Gilbert gave each other the cold shoulder for the next 50 years. As for me, I've dreamed of becoming a Gamma warrior since I was a pup. But I ended up forming a mate bond with Oliver Stanton, a Beta playboy. Oliver disliked me for not being romantic enough, saying that I didn't know how to doll myself up for him. We argued with each other every day to the point that he rarely came home. When I open my eyes again, I realize that Clara and I have returned to the timeframe of two days before our bonding ceremonies.

After being humiliated for being barren in my three years of marriage, a one night stand with a stranger got me pregnant with triplets. Avery Ryan is an Orphan Omega who has always loved her husband Alpha Drew all her life but he never loved her, all he wanted is a pup from her. On the night of their third year wedding anniversary, she caught him cheating on her with another lady who is already pregnant with his child. She decided to feign ignorance because of the love she had for him, but he threw a divorce papers to her face and severed the bond. Drown in her sorrows after divorce, Avery decided to drink herself to stupor in a bar, where she had a one night stand with a stranger, her Wolf got agitated but she shut her off and take it as just the Alcohol effect. Two months later, Avery found out she was pregnant with triplets for the stranger. What will be her reaction? And if she ever comes across the stranger again, will she admit to having birthed his children?

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I found another woman’s lace thong in my bedroom. My husband, Mark Donovan, stood in front of the closet and said coldly, “She’s just a kid, Leslie. Don’t make this ugly.” That “kid” was pregnant with his child. That “kid” had already moved into my home, worn his shirts, slept in my bed, and made him cut down the magnolia tree my dead parents planted for me. Everyone in the Donovan family thought I would scream, cry, and beg. After all, I had loved Mark for nine years. But this time, I only picked up my suitcase. Because they didn’t know one thing. The divorce had already been filed. The Donovan wife’s emerald brooch had already been returned. And the evidence against his precious little mistress had already been delivered to the old Don. Mark thought I was walking out of his mansion. He didn’t know I was walking out of his life. Forever.

Ever since I tied the knot with Connor Steele, he ditched his playboy ways and cut off all his side flings. Everyone thought I had him wrapped around my finger, with our perfect little family. But that all came crashing down on our ninth anniversary when I accidentally saw his group chat with his friends. [Connor, how was that Bentley ride with Ashley yesterday? Pretty wild, huh?] [We tried every spot imaginable. She's totally obsessed with me and can't get enough.] There was a steamy photo of them attached, and the group was blowing up with cheers and congrats, wishing them happiness ever after. I stared at the screen, feeling a sharp stab of pain hit me right in the chest. It turned out that all our happy moments were just a carefully staged performance. I sat there in a daze all night, waiting for him to get home. When he finally walked in with a cake, I let out a cold laugh. "I know everything now. Aren't you sick of faking it?"

Vampires only ever took one mate in their lifetime. And yet, my vampire husband refused to acknowledge me—his human wife, bound to him through an arranged marriage. On the night of our tenth wedding anniversary, Jason brought another woman into my bed. She was wearing my nightgown. She was carrying his child. And in my hand, I held a pregnancy test I'd just had confirmed. "Be reasonable, Elena. Jessica just conceived my child. She needs me." "Go sleep in the guest room. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." My husband shielded the other woman, his smile polished and gentlemanly, though his eyes held the same icy indifference they always did. When he saw me frozen in the doorway, Jason assumed I was going to do what I always did. Scream. Cry. Demand to know why he kept doing this to me. But he didn't know—this time was different. The ten-year contract had come due, and I was finally leaving him for good.

I spent every day of my life holding on to the hope that my husband and daughter would come back to me, but they didn't. Being a wife and a mother for seven years was supposed to count, but my husband and daughter didn't make it worth anything. And I made a choice…one I'm certain I won't regret. ~~~ Ophelia Tara Montgomery, held her head high and nurtured her marriage with Rowan Montgomery. Until their seventh year wedding anniversary, he didn't show up and was busy with another woman. The worst part? Their daughter was comfortable with it. Lost and disappointed her family was no longer the way it was from the beginning, she made a choice and left. Being at the verge of death was nothing to joke with, and that was the last time she ever had to endure pain. For once, she got up and chose herself. Ophelia Tara is no longer a Montgomery, she's now Ophelia Tara Reuben. The most recognized and Influential name in the whole of The United States Of America. And she's not here to forgive, she's here to take charge.

Jack's first love, Alice, came in for her prenatal checkup. Tested positive for Corrosion Sickness. I told him right away. But Jack insisted I was spouting nonsense and went around the pack slandering me—claiming I had no medical ethics, that my surgical skills were a joke, and that I’d killed a fellow werewolf through malpractice. Because of him, the Werewolf Medical Association revoked my healer title, and I was nearly torn apart by the patient’s furious family! On our third mating anniversary, Jack sank silver into my veins. I begged him to save me, but he locked me in a cellar and left me there to die. "Just die already," he said. "I need your estate to have marking ceremony with Alice." The next second, I opened my eyes—I wasn’t dead. I was reborn! I was reborn on the day Alice came in for her prenatal checkup! This time, I won’t tell him the truth. I’m leaving that scumbag behind! Let him and Alice enjoy their filthy love!

My mate, the supreme Alpha of the wolf pack, vows to be faithful to me for life. Yet on our anniversary night, I catch the scent of another woman on him. Later at a gathering, he holds my hand and gazes at me with tender affection. He promises that I'm the only one he'll ever cherish in this life. But moments later, I catch him outside the private room with his lover, who is wrapping herself around him. He's bragging to his friends about their thrilling hookup. It's only after the family elders whip him within an inch of his life with silver-laced whips that he finally begins to understand. When he cries out my name in his fevered delirium, something shifts. He's finally learning what it means to truly lose someone. His grandfather calls me, begging. "He's dying. Please, come see him one last time." I keep my voice calm. "That was his choice." He doesn't understand that some betrayals can never be forgiven. Not from the moment they happen.