Beyblade X Stadium Stand Novels & Stories

After catching her boyfriend making out with her best friend, Anora Hills runs straight into a bar, broken, furious, and desperate to forget. That night, she finds herself in the arms of a dangerously magnetic stranger. One scorching kiss spirals into a night of forbidden passion. Weeks later, Anora’s world shatters again when she learns she’s pregnant. And the father? Sebastian Blackwood is the ruthless, sinfully rich billionaire… already engaged to another woman. Determined to raise her baby alone, Anora cuts him out of her life. But Sebastian doesn’t stay gone for long. He returns with an offer she can’t ignore, unaware of his daughter's existence. To complicate things further, Bruce, her ex, suddenly reappears, claiming the child as his, while Sebastian’s jealous fiancée will do anything to destroy Anora. Torn between danger, desire, and betrayal, Anora must decide: Will she surrender to the man who branded her body with pleasure and now demands her heart? Or will she walk away, protecting herself and her daughter from the ruthless billionaire who could ruin them both? what would happen if sebestain found out about his daughter

Andrey and Hazel had an accidental one-night stand five years ago, and Andrey couldn't n forget Hazel’s body. He couldn't get to Hazel because of the family turmoil caused by his father's sudden death. Five years later, Andrey had taken over the family business and found Hazel, who was in debt from her mother's gambling. Andrey rescued her and helped her pay the money, becoming Hazel’s debtor. He asked her to become his lover but she refused because she had a boyfriend. Andrey made a bet with Hazel that her boyfriend would leave her for the money, and to her surprise, her boyfriend left her for the money. She was single but didn’t agree to become Andrey’s lover. She hated him even more because he disrupted her peaceful life.

The sixth year I gave up my family, my name, everything, to be with Marcus. That’s when I found out I was just a stand-in for the one he could never forget. And now, she was back. I accepted my family’s arrangement. The marriage alliance. The day my engagement dress arrived at the office, Marcus looked pissed. “I thought we agreed we’d get married when my career was more stable.” I said nothing. But when the wedding invitation arrived, Marcus finally broke. The groom wasn't him. It was the heir to the Moretti family.

My boyfriend pulled in two million a year. He told me that once he'd banked five hundred thousand, he'd invest in my gallery. Year one, he said the startup was bleeding money; he hadn't saved a cent. Year two, he needed a new car to keep up appearances; no funds for me. By year five, he was on his private yacht brokering a major deal and told me not to bother him. I stood outside the cabin door and listened to the laughter rolling out from inside. "If Celeste wanted to open a gallery, Eth would write her a million-dollar check without blinking." "Hell yeah. If Celeste hadn't gone abroad back then, that knockoff he's got now wouldn't even be in the picture." Ethan's voice drifted through the crack in the door, lazy, dismissive. "Enough. Emily's been with me five years. I'll still put something in for her." "She's a free drafting machine. She's not worth five hundred grand. One day's revenue at the firm, maybe. Call it round. Two thousand bucks." My eyes burned. I pulled out my phone and called the one man Ethan hated most in all of New York, Adrian Sterling. "Mr. Sterling. That partnership agreement you offered me? I'm signing it first thing tomorrow morning."

Aria slept with her EX's cold uncle and regretted it but later found herself craving for him. how her innocent heart breaks the cold walls of Theodore's heart.

Our daughter was diagnosed with a genetic illness. To save her, my husband founded a charity in her name. To raise the funds, he pushed himself to the brink—working three hundred days straight, surviving on three hours of sleep a night. His relentless drive moved countless people. The media hailed him as "Father of the Year." Everyone congratulated me on having such a devoted partner. Then came the day he rallied the entire nation, securing pledges for millions in donations to fund our daughter's cure. At the gala, with over ten million dollars moments from being transferred, I suddenly hit the pause button. "And now, we'll take a brief intermission for a signing," I announced. The room erupted. They shouted at me, called me selfish, a monster. My husband stared at me, utterly stunned. "Have you lost your mind? Children around the world are waiting on this money to survive! What in God's name are you talking about?" I lifted my gaze to meet his. "A divorce agreement."

My back hits the cold glass of the penthouse window, the city glittering a thousand feet below us. Sebastian’s hand is at my throat—not tight enough to hurt, but enough to remind me who I belong to. “You were talking to him,” he says, voice low, dangerous. His other hand is braced beside my head, caging me in. “You smiled.” “It was just—” “Don’t lie to me, Ocean.” His thumb brushes the hollow of my throat, and my pulse jumps so hard he feels it. “You’re mine. Every glance. Every breath. Every inch of you.” I should be furious. I should tell him I’m not his property. But then his mouth is on mine—rough, consuming, tasting like the whiskey he hasn’t let go of since the gala. I moan before I can stop myself. That’s all the permission he needs. His hand slides to my waist, fingers digging in as if he’s afraid I’ll vanish. The heat between us ignites like dry kindling. It’s dangerous. It’s too much. It’s everything. When he finally pulls back, his eyes are dark enough to drown in. “One year,” he murmurs. “That was the deal. But you… you’re making me want forever.” And in that moment, I know the worst truth of all— If Sebastian Velez decides to keep me, I won’t even try to run.

One drunken night after breaking up with her boyfriend and passionate sex with a stranger at a bar, Kathleen wakes up on a strange bed in a hotel room the next morning. Panicking as she rushes to get to a job interview—Call it unfortunate luck........her one night stand was her soon to be boss Mr Gray.

I came home early and found my husband buried deep inside my best friend. I threw a wine bottle at his head, and walked out of the door. That night I ended up in a bar I'd never been to, and somehow in the arms of the most dangerously beautiful stranger I'd ever seen. No name, no numbers, just one night that I told myself it meant nothing. Six weeks later I found out I was pregnant. I didn't know if the baby belonged to my soon-to-be ex husband or the stranger whose name I never got. So I did the only thing that made sense, I ran and built a life in London from scratch and raised my son alone for six years. It was okay, until my estranged father died and left me his entire billion-dollar empire with one condition. I had to marry his protege. Zake Langston. The most powerful man in New York. The man who looked at me across that law firm like he already knew exactly who I was, because he did. He was the stranger from the bar. Now my ex wants my son. My dead father's enemies want my company and the man I'm forced to call my husband is looking at me like the night we shared six years ago was never finished. Maybe it wasn't.

“You’re here.” A deep familiar voice came from the top stairs and I turned around, staring in disbelief as my mysterious stranger strolled down the stairs. “Uncle.” Aria hurried to meet him across the room. “I brought a friend, to be honest we both needed the weekend off.” Uncle? My mysterious stranger who I had a one night stand with is my best friend’s uncle which also makes him my ex boyfriend’s uncle too!