Archive Of Our Own Down นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Notice: This Book Contains Two Separate Books That Can Be Read As A Standalone! The first Novel features Samantha, who saves a bleeding, disoriented stranger who collapses in her arms. To keep him calm, she tells a lie that spirals into something far deeper. With him, Samantha rediscovers the kind of warmth she thought she’d lost forever. But love built on borrowed truth has an expiration date. When the truth about his real identity surfaces, their fragile world crumbles—revealing a past powerful enough to destroy them both. Because the man she thought she saved… might be the one who was never meant to be found.

I specifically accompany my wife, Sophie Caldwell, to visit her family during the holidays. My mother-in-law, Margaret Jackson, brings over a basket of apples. Then, she says in a half-teasing manner, "These apples are meant for the Jacksons. Once you've had your apple, you'll be blessed with a life as sweet as these apples. By the way, outsiders aren't allowed to take the apples." Everyone begins fighting for the apples happily. So, I grab an apple of my own too. The next thing I know, the atmosphere in the living room goes eerily quiet. Sophie drags me to a corner and starts berating me. "Are you so poor that you can't even afford to buy your own apple? Must you steal apples from my family? "Didn't you hear my mom saying that outsiders aren't allowed to take the apples? Why did you even take one from the basket? "Thanks to you, now Julius doesn't have an apple!" I look around my surroundings. It turns out that there are only eight apples in total, while we have nine people sitting in the living room. So the "outsider" she was talking about is me. I decide to hand the apple over to Sophie's godbrother, Julius Sterling. Then, I call my dad on the phone. "Dad, you don't have to bring the holiday gifts over now."

Sandra was kidnapped by a small gang, that's what she thought. The man behind the kidnapping is a mafia boss. She was kidnapped by mistake in place of someone else. When she was represented in front Victor, the mafia boss, she didn't cower over in fear instead showed some attitude. Victor, who is a ruthless, cold mafia boss, when saw a petite young woman putting terms with him, found it interesting. ************************** "Who is she?" While looking at her from the window of my office. "Sorry Boss, we couldn't find anything about her." Ian replied "It's more than half a year and you are still clueless...hmm?" "Sorry……" "She is really something............. but that makes me more interested in her." I smiled.

The Andersons' rule was simple and brutal: the inheritance passed to sons, never daughters. So, I lived as a man for ten years. Even Winston Quinn, the one I had been promised to since childhood, had no idea. To him, I was just his best friend. After taking control of everything, I was finally ready to tell him the truth. Before I could say a word, Winston grabbed my arm, smiling like he couldn't be happier. "Sam, there's something I've been keeping from you. Louise quietly came back last month. We're getting married! She really looks like you." My whole body went rigid. That “sister” I had made up, the one who was supposedly recovering overseas? Before I could react, a woman who looked eerily like me peeked out from behind him. She shoved me aside, her expression sharp and smug. "I'm back, Sam. Stop clinging to Winston just because you're my brother. Have some shame. Otherwise, I'll tell everyone you've got twisted feelings for your future brother-in-law!" I looked at the arrogant impostor in front of me and almost laughed from sheer anger. She was Louise Anderson? Then who the hell was I?

Commander Samson Gardner was my fiance. In his family was an iron-clad rule—no divorces. Before my brother died, his last wish was for Samson to marry me. So, even after falling in love with his childhood sweetheart, Samson still decided to marry me as promised. However, everything changed the day said childhood sweetheart destroyed the only watch my brother left me. When Samson sided with her again, I didn't argue. I simply reached out to my mentor overseas and started preparing to become a foreign correspondent. Before leaving, I gave myself ten days to put things in order. On the first day, I quietly hid the marriage application I was supposed to submit. On the third day, I turned in my resignation to the military. The day I was to leave, Samson finally remembered the watch and promised to take me to buy a new one on his next day off. Right after that, he ordered me, "Celia is inviting friends over for dinner tonight. Make sure the food is ready before you go." I agreed with a smile—and then never showed up in his world again. Afterward, Samson would stare blankly at the marriage application inside his drawer every time he saw my name in the news. There, within his drawer, were the memories of an autumn not yet fully arrived, the lover he could never win back, and the watch he could never give...

The cautious and routine-filled werewolf, Luke Sager, is plagued with fear of being discovered, of separation and death when he knows his real identity. His relationship with his not-so-close younger twin brother, Leo, is a rollercoaster while living within human society. Their species' security is the priority but it is in great danger when an ancient curse falls down on the Sager family. Will their cooperation with an organization be able to stop it? Or will the future of their species come to an end?

Layla's career has been stagnant since she returned to America. When her friend came with a project unlike any other, she hoped that will be her big break. The assignment? An expose on Lucas Asher, a billionaire tycoon that everyone is talking about. The goal is to uncover something unseemly about his background and ruin his reputation. She feels bad about it, but it is the only price for success and she decides to pay it. Besides, the public deserves the truth, right? When Layla poses as a heiress of a conglomerate and manages to get some time with Asher, she finds that he is charming and considerate. He's nothing like she expected. The more time she spends with him, the more her feelings grow until she realizes she is unable to complete her assignment. What will happen when a secret from the past zooms into the present and Layla has to stay away because if he ever found out about her true background, her budding relationship would be doomed? Can the present be redeemed or the past will destroy it? Will Layla follow her heart or a deadly mission assigned to her?

On the day the Cole family went bankrupt, Adrian Cole left behind a suicide note and went alone to the snow mountains to end his life. I chased after him without hesitation, searching for him in the snow for a full ten hours. Just as despair hollowed me out completely, I saw his secretary, Zoe Bennett, livestreaming Adrian's proposal on social media. One of his friends joked in the comments, "You're about to be a groom. Aren't you afraid your woman will get mad?" His reply was icy cold. "I only promised her the title of Mrs. Cole. She shouldn't even think about anything else." Another comment followed. "She's marrying in with ten billion in investment. Is she really willing to swallow that kind of grievance?" I could almost see Adrian sneering as he typed, "She got ten billion for the position of Mrs. Cole. She's not losing out. If it weren't for her, Zoe wouldn't have been forced to go abroad. These last few days are my compensation to Zoe." My fingernails dug deep into my flesh. Calmly, I burned everything that had anything to do with him. On the day of the wedding, he went mad searching for me everywhere. In the upscale venue across the street, I had just slipped on a diamond ring given to me by another man, Julian Cross. Unbeknownst to him, while he was calculating the countdown to our breakup, I was also preparing to marry someone else.

Raquel Renaud has spent her entire life overshadowed by the brilliance of her younger sister, Camille—the epitome of beauty and perfection. Raquel has long accepted her role as the family's overlooked daughter, enduring subtle humiliations and a constant sense of inadequacy. When her parents arrange her marriage to Alvaro Bernardi, a strikingly handsome and wildly ambitious businessman, Raquel dares to hope that this union might finally grant her a life of purpose and love. To Alvaro, Raquel is just a tool to fulfill his family's obligations. He hates her—her looks, her existence, even her audacity to love him. Alvaro’s contempt turns to betrayal when Raquel discovers the cruelest truth: Alvaro is having an affair with Camille, her younger sister. The betrayal shatters Raquel to her core. With her heart in ruins, she walks away from the wreckage of her marriage, keeping one devastating secret: she’s pregnant with twins. Five years later, Raquel returns—not as the woman once overlooked and discarded, but as a force to be reckoned with. Her beauty, strength, and newfound grace now turn heads, leaving everyone who once dismissed her in awe. Beneath her dazzling transformation, Raquel hides the wounds of a past that refuses to heal. When fate thrusts her back into the path of Alvaro—a man now consumed by the weight of his past mistakes—and Camille, who has woven herself deeply into Alvaro’s life, old secrets begin to unravel, threatening to tear everything apart. In a world where love is laced with regret and revenge, Raquel must fight her fiercest battle yet: to protect herself, her children, and the fragile happiness she’s painstakingly built. Will the ghosts of her past rise to destroy her, or will she finally take control and emerge victorious in the story of her own life?

“I was her past but not her future.” Some say that our past is the reflection of our future, but what if your past is not part of your future? Living with her stepdad and battered mom, Mia dreamed of a safe life for her mother and brother. Struggling to her feet, she worked hard and planned for their escape until she stole a notebook from her best friend’s house one day and freed a curse Lycan King, which changed her life forever. Where the past meets the future, which love will she bind her heart, the past of the future? “Please, don’t leave! Help me!” I woke up hearing the strange voice calling me, crying and pleading for help. I tried to ignore it, but the voice was dragging my feet in his direction. The voice stops, and everything becomes quiet…. “Hi, I am Davon Maddox.” “Holy shit! You are the curse werewolf guy!”