Blame Jupiter Room Novels & Stories

Augustine Knight is the man all mothers wish for their daughter! He’s nice, he’s rich, he’s beyond beautiful, and has the quality we’ve all been looking for- painfully loyal! Yeah okay maybe he’s a bit arrogant but you can hardly see that trait whenever he’s with his family and close friends because yes, you got it right, he’s a family man and a very good friend too! See, what a catch. Phew. The relationship he had with Evie, is something we all pray for our daughters to have. If you excuse the big misunderstanding, of course. Because that would make you call him a fucking pedophile. With P at the front and right in the middle. PEDO-PHILE. You can’t exactly blame the man when he asked his newly-married wife to give him back four years of his life, or forced her to cash her promise about their three (future) children. From being the lucky girlfriend of a billionaire she upped her status to ‘insanely-lucky wife of a billionaire’, but within a month it changed into being his worthless SugarBabyWife. *** Dig in if you feel like reading something that would make you mad, sad, or both. Don’t hesitate if you’re a fan of toxic relationship because I promise you, this, is the definition of ttttoxicccity. I’m the fucking mayor of this city if you’ve read Gay Sugar Daddy :)

Felix and I had been inseparable for ten years, and everyone thought we would end up married. When he got into fights at school, I took the blame and got expelled in his place. When he slept with countless women, I delivered birth control pills and breakup money in his place. I had always played the part of the shameless doormat, and everyone believed I loved him more than life itself. But the moment he took over as the heir to his family's fortune, he dumped me. He looked at me with scorn and disdain. "Kathy, maybe once upon a time we were in love, but it's been too long. You're dull, and you've drained away every ounce of my affection. I don't want to spend the rest of my life with you, so get out of my sight. I'm going to marry someone I truly love." Everyone was waiting to watch me fall apart. But when I saw the hospital's proof that my mother had been cured, and the extra hundred million dollars in my bank account, I genuinely smiled. "Fine. I'll leave," I said. The truth was, I had stayed with a player like him only because of a business deal. Now that I had the money, it was time for me to walk away.

Ruthless, Dangerous vs. Innocent, Over-pampered. The first book in the Ruthless Heirs Mafia Romance Series. In the mob familia, Maximo Russo Moretti was unique – sharp-minded and lethal, exactly as the firstborn of the Moretti family demanded. He was famous for his ruthlessness and how he handled the outfit. He’d made lifelong friends and enemies who’d continue their vendetta even after his death. His priority was always keeping his family, his people safe. He knew someone in the outfit was eating away at his family like a worm. He was certain his father's death was linked to this, fueling his ruthlessness. Shelly Bianchi was an innocent, over-pampered mafia princess, unknown to her reality. Her life flipped 360° when she discovered the truth. They forced her into an arranged marriage on her 18th birthday, her dreams of a normal life shattered, her innocence bloodied by the cruelty of the Mafia World. Old wounds would resurface, a new trick weaving to trap them, destroy them. Old enemies would ambush with doubled power. A decades-old mystery that killed six mafia members – including Russo's father – would resurface, still unsolved and casting blame on innocents. Shelly, daughter of his enemy and married to his enemy, was Russo's first-sight love. A forbidden love he was determined to claim. Protective and possessive, he'd burn the Bianchi and Abruzzo families to have her. She was destined to be his.

🖤 DARK MAFIA ROMANCE 🖤 ' 𝙄𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 𝙁𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙛𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙚𝙨' 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 I am king of this ruthless mafia world . I can have whatever I want no matter what it cost . There is nothing like emotion , care or feeling in my world if anything matter is only Power that I have I kill people with no remorse. Everyone fear from me cause I am heartless , ruthless monster . 𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐘 There is nothing I know about this world why ? Because I am living a.k.a locked in a room from past 12 years alone . They come give food and clothes then again I am alone . This room is my world but I want to be out . I want to be able to see the outside world but I know this can't happen . ♧♧♧ He is devil . he is ruthless mobster with no emotion. he is leader of America's most feared mafia. And if he want something he can do anything to make it his . what happen when the devil laid his eyes on a girl and decides to keep her. He is a devil with a stone heart. All he saw in that little girl was a toy that he can play with whenever he wants. But Destiny have some other plans What? Read to know........ ' 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓.'

After losing a round of truth or dare, Ezra Everton pointed at me from across the room like it was nothing. "Her. The brokest girl at the whole art institute. For fun." The room exploded with laughter. Everyone waited for me to get dumped on the spot and humiliated. I was already about to tell him to go screw himself when bright red floating comments suddenly blew up in front of me— [Don't say no! Say yes! That's a walking jackpot!] [Make his heart race for one second and you'll unlock a $100,000 payout!] [I'm screaming. Ezra's family is crazy rich. One tiny leak from his wallet could build a whole new wing for Evervale Home!] [For real. He acts arrogant, but he's secretly such a softie. Win him over, and you're basically set for life!] Evervale Home. The orphanage. A hundred grand? My eyes widened. I looked at Ezra's ridiculously handsome—seriously punchable—face and swallowed the "go to hell" sitting on my tongue. Then I met his amused stare and smiled sweetly, hiding the edge in my eyes. I stepped up and hooked my arm through his. "Sure, babe."

I caught my fiancé, Nico Falcone, in bed with my own cousin, Bianca Rossi. Right before our wedding. When I confronted him, he just called the whole thing off and ran me out of New York. I didn’t see him again for five years. Then came the charity gala for the New York Families. There he was. Nico. He pulled me aside, saying he felt bad for the state I was in. He offered to make me his mistress. I told him to go to hell. He got ugly. The whole room was laughing. Whispering how an outcast like me had no business showing my face in New York. I clenched my fists, the sound of their mockery ringing in my ears. Just then, the entire ballroom went dead silent. Every head bowed in respect. Don Lucas, the most feared man in New York, was walking slowly toward us. He stopped right in front of me. With the whole room watching, he dropped to one knee. He took my hand—the one Nico had squeezed red—and kissed it. His voice was dangerously low. “Who hurt my future wife?”

"I am not my sister. And you can LOVE ME OR HATE ME for that, but you don't get to punish me for her sins." Daniel breaks. The wall doesn't just come down. It collapses. --- Aria Blackwood didn't plan to fall in love with her boss. She planned to keep her head down, do her job, and ignore the way Daniel Cole's presence rearranged every room he entered, including the room inside her chest. Daniel Cole didn't plan to feel anything ever again. Not after Vivienne. Not after the betrayal that stripped him of $50,000, a fake pregnancy that never existed, and every reason to trust a woman's smile. He swore on her name. On her bloodline. On every person who carried her last name. He just didn't know he'd already fallen for one. When the truth surfaces at the worst possible moment, mid-engagement, mid-happiness, mid-finally, Daniel must choose between the wound that shaped him and the woman who healed him without even knowing he was bleeding. Love was never supposed to find him again. It sent the wrong sister anyway.

I, Cassandra Channing, don't stop my fiance, Hades Emerson, from rushing into the flames to save his non-biological niece, Olivia Emerson, this time. Instead, I watch as the fire swallows him whole. In my past life, a fire broke out at the hotel on our wedding day. Hades and I escaped in time, but Olivia was trapped inside. Seeing the flames grow bigger, I did everything I could to stop him from charging in to save her. When the fire was finally extinguished, Olivia was dead. Hades claimed he didn't blame me for the incident, and purchased diving tickets for me and our son on our third wedding anniversary. When we were 300 feet below sea level, he ripped out our oxygen tank and snarled, "You're the reason I couldn't save Olivia back then. Now, a life for a life." Crying, I begged him to understand that our son is innocent, but he swam away without looking back. In the end, my son and I suffocated to death. After dying, I learned that Hades had always been in love with Olivia. He hated me for stopping him from saving her. He blamed me for causing him to lose the love of his life. I am back on the day of the fire when I open my eyes again.

Jordan Elaine believed marriage was meant to feel safe. 💍 Married to Jay Johnson and a brilliant, high-profile corporate defense attorney ⚖️ whose reputation is built on control, precision, and protecting powerful secrets, and she thought stability was the reward for loving a man who never lost. But somewhere between Jay’s late nights 🌙, ironclad silences 🤐, and emotional distance, Jordan begins to vanish inside her own life. When Jay’s longtime best friend, Calloway Rhys, returns after years away, Jordan finds something she hasn’t felt in a long time: seen 👀. Heard 💬. Valued 💖. What begins as quiet conversations and shared loneliness slowly becomes an emotional lifeline, and then a single, devastating mistake 💔. The affair shatters a marriage, destroys a lifelong friendship, and leaves Jordan carrying the blame for a betrayal everyone is eager to simplify. Jay walks away untouched 🧊. Calloway disappears 🚪. Jordan is left to rebuild herself from shame 😞, grief 🩸, and the wreckage of loving the wrong men. Years later, the past resurfaces with a truth far darker than the affair itself 🕷️. Jordan uncovers a secret buried beneath Jay’s polished career, and one that reveals her heartbreak was never accidental ⚠️, and that manipulation, not love, shaped her marriage from the start. Forced to confront the men who broke her, Jordan must finally decide who she will be without. Forgiveness 🤍. Love 💞. Or freedom ✨. This time, the choice is hers. And sometimes, the greatest love story begins only after you walk away 🚶‍♀️🌅.

After I help my boyfriend register his company and successfully land his first deal, he finally decides to make our relationship public. But his junior from college, who's always had this weird hostility toward me for no reason, beats me to it by sliding into the seat next to him. She leans against my boyfriend's chest, her voice smug and satisfied. "Didn't you say you'd wait until the company officially launched? So why the rush now?" My boyfriend says nothing. Instead, he hands her a share certificate and announces to the entire room that she's the company's largest shareholder. The room explodes. Everyone starts whistling and cheering them on. The junior takes the opportunity to kick me while I'm down, throwing insults my way. My boyfriend doesn't just fail to stop her. He actually joins in with his own snide remarks. "Sure, you helped me set up the company and brought in our first client, but she's the one who can actually take us somewhere." I don't get angry. I graciously acknowledge the junior's new position. I want to see how far they would get without me, their biggest asset and most valuable connection.