Before We Visit The Goddess Novels & Stories

He was the Alpha Prince. Dangerous. Desired. And completely off-limits. She was just a scholar-except she wasn't even a he. When Pearl disguises herself as a boy to enter the elite Scholar Academy, she never expects to cross paths with the academy's most feared alumnus - the Alpha Prince himself. Sent back under a hidden mission, the prince doesn't know she's a girl... and Pearl has no idea he's an Alpha. But when their worlds collide in secrets, stolen glances, and a dangerously close bond, the disguise becomes harder to keep - and the truth, too dangerous to reveal. What happens when an Alpha's instincts start to rise... and he doesn't know the truth about the one person he's drawn to most?

Buxton Corp's CEO got his ex back. The cost? His pregnant wife vanished without a word. Month One: Calvin didn't flinch. Too busy worshiping his so-called true love. Month Two: His buddies placed bets on when Angela would come crawling home. Month Three: Panic hit. He sent scouts everywhere to find me. Nothing. Not a whisper. After that, "Angela Astor" turned into a curse word in Auremburg. But what no one saw? He missed her so bad at night, it nearly broke him.

On the anniversary of my mother’s death, my girlfriend told me she had to work overtime. However, her first love later posted something on social media: [Thanks to Camelia for coming to celebrate my birthday with me!] My chest tightened and my hands shook as I called her to demand an explanation. She replied calmly, “It’s Grayson’s 25th birthday today. It’s important. I didn’t want to miss it.” That was it. I let out a bitter laugh and looked down at the cancer diagnosis report in my hand. It was alright. I would be dead soon anyway.

An accident occurred during my graduation trip, causing me to get my left leg amputated. Surprisingly enough, Britney Lambert, the campus belle whom I had a crush on, proposed to me afterward. We were married for the next 30 years. Throughout our marriage, we respected and concerned each other properly. Before I passed away, I found out that all 199 love letters that I had written were thrown into the trash pile. Meanwhile, Britney kept the love letters another person had sent her in a safe. Obviously, she treated those letters like her most cherished treasure. When my illness took a turn for the worse, I could only lie on my sickbed with one foot in my grave. Britney arrived at my ward later than usual. Before I closed my eyes, I heard the final words she uttered to me. "Next time, don't save me anymore." I finally understood her real feelings for me. She'd rather die than be with me, it seemed. When I wake up again, I've returned to the timeframe before the graduation trip starts. This time, I decide not to have anything to do with Britney. We shall be strangers in this lifetime. But when the accident occurs once again, Britney is the one rushing toward me. "It's my turn to save you now."

The first time he met her, he misunderstood her, thinking that she was the type of woman who only knew about fame and money, and also accidentally "ate" her unexpectedly. - The second time we met, he was the cold general manager, and she was his 24-hour personal secretary. Even though she knew his name on the outside, her heart was still given to him when. - Carwyn Hiddleston, CEO of the corporation, handsome, outstanding talent. Because once he failed in love and was betrayed by the person he loved the most, he never believed in love again, since he brought himself into life, only cold and indifferent. However, she just kissed him once and made his heart flutter for the first time, his heart that had been frozen for so long suddenly melted away. - She appeared in front of him again but became his secretary. Can her presence warm his heart and make him love again? Can she have his love?

The most reckless thing I had ever done was turn my back on the Moretti name and leave St. Clair Harbor with Lucian DeLuca when the Commission pushed his family out and he had nothing left. For three years, we lived in a drafty Brooklyn loft and ducked black Chevrolets on winter nights. Then Lucian fought his way back to the East Coast table. Everyone started calling him Mr. DeLuca again,and I became Mrs. DeLuca, the woman he swore he would always protect. Then Clara Voss appeared. She had once saved his life as a night nurse at an underground clinic, and Lucian never forgot it. He bought her a clinic, protected her family, and let her step, inch by inch, into the middle of our marriage. He said he still loved me, but he also said I was spoiled, jealous, and needed to learn my place. So I did. I signed the divorce papers and left New York behind. Mrs. DeLuca was dead. Evelyn Moretti had come back.

Selina knew her role as the Lycan King’s breeder, but she couldn’t help falling for him. He was like fire—warm but capable of burning her. Kind, yet heartless. She chose to stay by his side, even though it was tearing her apart. She put up with the humiliation and gave him countless chances. But he always chose his fiancée over her, even though she was carrying his child. One night, she overheard Reagan planning to get rid of her after giving birth. The heartbreak drove her into early labor. She had twins, but they took her son and left her with just her daughter. Desperate and in pain, she escaped with her loyal maid, faking their deaths. The king was devastated and couldn’t accept she was gone. He believed she was still alive and promised to find her, no matter what it took.

In a fit of bravado, I save someone's life, only to sustain a head injury. Jenna Newson, my girlfriend of eight years, comes to visit me at the hospital. In order to pull a prank on her, I pretend to be amnesiac and ask who she is. While Jenna is momentarily stunned, she soon answers calmly, "I'm a classmate of yours."

The doctor told me I had 72 hours left, unless I got access to the newest experimental treatment. However, there was only one slot available, and my husband Bowen Liddell gave it to my sister Yvonne Lawson instead. "Her kidney failure is more critical," he said. I nodded and swallowed the white pills that would only speed up my death. In the time I had left, I got a lot done. The lawyer's hand trembled as he passed me the documents. "Are you sure you want to transfer the two billion dollars in shares?" I replied, "Yes. Give them to Yvonne." My daughter, Candice Liddell, was giggling in Yvonne's arms. "Mommy Yvonne bought me a new dress!" I said, "It looks beautiful. Make sure you always listen to Mommy Yvonne, okay?" The art gallery I built from the ground up now had Yvonne's name on the sign. "You're too kind, Kathy," she said, crying. I told her, "You'll run it even better than I ever did." I even signed all my parents' trust fund away. That was when Bowen finally gave me his first genuine smile in years. "Kathleen, you've changed. You're not so aggressive anymore... You're beautiful like this." Indeed. This dying version of me finally became the 'perfect Kathleen Sullivan' in their eyes—obedient, generous, and no longer argumentative. The 72-hour countdown had already begun, and I couldn't help but wonder what they would remember when my heart stopped for good. The good wife who 'finally learned to let go', or the woman who completed her revenge by dying?

Alice and Elliot belong to two enemy packs, but when threatened by a powerful enemy, they have no choice but to join forces, discovering that they are mates like no other. As time goes on, they discover that the Moon Goddess seems to be doing everything in her power to bring them together and has been doing so for much longer than they can imagine. But why does the Moon Goddess seem to want to bring them together at all costs? Why all these signs? Does it have anything to do with the strange mark on their wolf? Between legend, responsibility, betrayal, and revenge, they'll have to stick together to find out what's real and what's not to survive. One thing is for sure, the Moon Goddess has a plan. The only question is why …