Books U Should Read Novels & Stories

Ann became a widow at thirty-four. To the world, she had everything. A rich husband, a beautiful life, and a name that opened doors. But the truth: she was never a wife; she was owned. On the night she was about to be handed over to another man like property, Ann ran with no plan or safety. Just fear pushing her forward. Then she crashed into him, Duke Carter, twenty-seven, Hockey superstar. The kind of man who doesn’t stop for strangers. But he stopped for her. What started as one night of help turns into something neither of them expected. Because Ann isn’t just running from her past… she’s carrying it. And Duke isn’t supposed to fall for a woman like her. She is older and a widow, bringing secrets that could destroy everything. When Duke’s family turns against her, and the man she escaped comes back with a vengeance, Ann is forced to fight again… this time not just for her freedom, but for the only love she’s ever known. Duke was never meant to choose her. But he did, and this time… he’s not letting her go.

Two years into my marriage with Don Dante, my ex came back. Julian, the man who shattered my heart five years ago. He announced he was getting engaged. And he wanted me as his mistress. "I know I hurt you," he said. "My family looks down on mob ties. It was never going to work. But now? I'm marrying Tiffany. I'm taking over the family empire. I can finally afford to keep you." I just sneered at him. "Did it ever occur to you that I might be married?" He scoffed. "What decent family would have you? The daughter of a mob underboss? Don't be ridiculous." His arrogance made me sick. When I refused, he slapped a black card on the table. Told me to buy whatever I wanted. He said he'd pick me up next week. That we could spend every weekend tangled up in his bed. I spat on the floor at his feet. "Get him out," I told my guard. "And take his trash with him." He didn't get it. Not then. But he would. The moment he found out who I married. I didn't just marry anyone. I married the king of the Chicago underworld. A man he could never touch. And when he finally figured it out, he lost his goddamn mind.

I woke up in a nightmare—blood on my hands, and my parents dead. I know I killed them because of my erratic powers. But that was just the tip of the iceberg. I’m engaged to the Alpha, Rafe, but what happens when he finds out the truth, takes away my wolf and rejects me?

Hiding your fantasies is hard, especially when your best friend features in every one. I'm the good, innocent girl with a guilty obsession for erotic books. And the man who fuels all those fantasies? My best friend. Those veiny hands set my thighs on fire, and his deep voice twists my insides with desire. But he never knew. And I could never tell him– not when he flirts with everyone and only sees me as his baby sister. Until one reckless night of drinks and games lands me in his bed. Now I’m not sure I ever want to leave. But best friends shouldn't touch you like this. Best friends shouldn't make you squirt this good. But when a sudden arranged marriage threatens to tear us apart, our secret is exposed in a blaze of scandal, turning stolen moments into a bitter need for revenge. So how do I explain this to my parents? Since they still think I'm a virgin?

On the day of her wedding, Lysandra Sterling becomes the city’s biggest scandal. Abandoned by her husband at their own reception. Humiliated by the media. Betrayed by the best friend she trusted. For five years, Lysandra sacrificed everything to help Victor Sterling build his empire. But behind the smiles, the Sterling family had been planning to discard her the moment they secured their final government contract. Now the abandoned bride has awakened. Armed with her intelligence, hidden resources, and a powerful new ally, Lysandra begins a dangerous game of revenge. The empire she helped build will become the empire she destroys. And when the truth behind her father’s mysterious business collapse begins to surface, the battle between Lysandra and the Sterlings will shake the entire city. In Velmore’s ruthless world of power and betrayal, the abandoned bride is no longer the victim. She is the storm.

He's everything Kelsie Anderson shouldn't want: cocky, smug, and very annoying, always trying to get on her nerves. Lancelot freaking Wolfe. The guy she knew nothing about. But he caught her attention from the time he wanted to run her over with his Harley. She thought she wouldn't meet him again, until he showed up at her red room (the viper's den) as his new bodyguard. Through a race she lost, he ended up being, not just her bodyguard, but her biker prince. One kiss aroused many feelings and he was all she could think about. She tried to fight it, but her feelings won. The same goes for Lancelot too, whose sole reasons for swinging into the Andersons' lives weren't honorable. Revenge had him seeking her family, but as events unfolded, tension thickening he began to question his motive. Plus, his insides were always on fire when she was near. But it seemed fate didn't want them to be together, not that easily. Truths about his family's death unfolded in ways he couldn't imagine, but he tried to keep Kelsie away while trying to unravel it all. It turned out that the bane of his existence wasn't Gerald Anderson but someone else close to him. He was put in the middle of it, made the villain behind Kelsie's sister's death, and now, Kelsie had to choose between standing for her love or letting him be sent to jail. Did Lancelot take the fall for what he didn't do, or was he able to persevere and bring his family's killer to book? Was their love strong enough to pass the test of time that shook them both?

My entire family could hear my thoughts. In my previous life, I was switched at birth with Victoria Harrington. I was reunited with my family 18 years later. It was the early 1920s, when owning a bicycle or a radio was still rare for most families. I had always dreamed of having one of those precious things. However, after I came home, Victoria would constantly brag right in front of me. "Mom told me that I'm the only one who deserves this fancy watch," she said with a sweet smile. "And look at this gorgeous bicycle Dad got me for my birthday! Oh, and when I mentioned wanting a radio, Daniel bought it for me immediately." Then came the real knife twist. "I know you're their biological daughter, Bernice, but let's be honest. When it comes to love, I'm their real daughter. Daniel definitely prefers me as his little sister too." Her words ate at me. I could not stop the bitter thoughts that flooded my mind about my parents and brother. The problem was that my family could hear every single one of those thoughts. Slowly, they began to resent me. Eventually, they threw me out into the cold, and I died alone in the winter streets while Victoria lived happily within the warmth of their love. When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I had been reborn. As I watched Victoria putting on her usual show, my thoughts took a delicious turn. 'Victoria thinks that Mom is such a cheapskate for only buying her a cheap watch instead of something expensive. She even calls Dad stingy behind his back because he didn't get her a pricier bicycle.' 'And she constantly complains about how ugly and crude Daniel is, saying that he embarrasses her. I wonder if I should share these thoughts with my family?'

Three months into the silent treatment from my Alpha mate, Samson Holt, he holds a grand ceremony befitting of a Luna for the return of his beloved Leia Harton. Because of this, I—the real Luna—am now the laughing stock of the entire pack. "Sharon's just an orphan wolf with no real lineage. How could someone like her be our Luna?" "Exactly! Leia's the one who truly deserves to stand beside the Alpha." Ignoring them, I take up a silver blade and slash it hard across my throat. They never knew that I wasn't truly one of them. I wasn't a wolf at all, but a human from another world. And the Moon Goddess just told me that if I die in this world, I can finally go home and reunite with my family.

Maddox: Depriving myself of my desires and hiding behind my pen name was one thing. Having the campus legend and hockey captain make a deal with me, that was another. But the real nightmare? He became my new stepbrother. Damian Prescott was everything I despised and the temptation I couldn't resist. He says he hates me, yet he refuses to break the deal. He curses me in the morning and worships me at night. He’s confusing, infuriating, and impossible to ignore. I’ve spent years avoiding love, hiding secrets, and staying in the shadows. But Damian refuses to let me hide, and suddenly, I’m falling. Damian: Thought I had it all under control; stalking him, striking a deal and even staying behind for him. Then I found out he was my new stepbrother. And like always, I ran. Close enough to get attached, far enough to avoid the fall. A push-and-pull game I never meant to lose. Now… losing him forever feels inevitable. What’s the next move when the heart refuses to listen?

For the eighteenth time, Samson brought home his new lover and enjoyed their intimacy right in front of me. Knowing he was doing this to get back at me, I just quietly picked up their scattered clothes. Five years ago, Samson was nearly killed in a kidnapping. Ignoring all his desperate pleas, I broke up with him and left the country. Five years later, he became the CEO of a major corporation and used his wealth to keep me at his side as his personal assistant. Every so often, he would bring home a different woman and flaunt their affection in front of me just to humiliate me. Samson never knew that I had saved him from those kidnappers five years ago—and that I was the one who couldn't let go of him. Things went on this way until he brought Judy back. My cousin, someone I had financially supported for years. When Judy proudly stroked her belly and told me she was pregnant with Samson’s baby, I just congratulated her calmly. Then, I turned and made a phone call. “Hello, about that Medical Support Project we discussed? I’ve decided—I’m ready to join.”