Bride Pushes Groom Off Cliff Novels & Stories

My best friend had one rule: stay away from my brother. But what he didn't know was that his brother kept me up all night. Wren Mercer had spent years being just Ross's best friend. Fine with holidays at the Calloway house, years of watching Dani, Ross's older brother, move through life like nothing could touch him, fine with the fact that he never once looked at her like she was worth the trouble. So she did what any sensible girl would do, she found someone else. Blake Hendrix was everything that made sense on paper. Charming, attentive, and most importantly, not Dani Calloway. She told herself it was moving on. She told herself it was working. What she didn't know was that Blake had his own reasons for getting close to her, ones that had everything to do with the brother she was trying so hard to forget. When Ross invites her to move into their off-campus apartment, she tells herself it's still fine. She has Blake. She has a plan. Dani barely registers her existence anyway. She can handle proximity. She's wrong. Because Dani does notice her. He always has. What starts as tension becomes stolen moments, a secret neither of them planned, and the slow terrifying realization that this is the most real thing either of them has felt in years. But Ross is right there. Blake is closer than she thinks. And secrets don't stay hidden forever. She fell first. He fell harder. And what breaks between them might not be fixable.

Hailey Parker, a naive young woman of twenty-one, gets more than she bargained for when she gets into a deal in an attempt to protect her fiancé. Leaving the only place she had known all her life, she soon realizes that she had gotten way more than she'd bargained for and lots of buried secrets spill out in the open leaving her broken and defenseless. With everything in her, she wishes to go back to the girl she was before, but if wishes were horses bitches could ride. Her horrible nightmare had just begun. Will she rise above the rushing tides or will she let it sweep her under?

On the day our son, Lucas Smith, turned one month old, my husband, Xavier Smith, learned that his precious childhood sweetheart, Wendy Xander, had been kidnapped. The kidnappers made an outrageous demand. They wanted him to personally cut off our son’s legs. He acted indifferent, as if it didn’t matter. But behind my back, he drugged my drink with a heavy dose of sleeping pills. Dazed and barely able to stay awake, I forced myself toward the nursery. That was when I overheard his conversation with his bodyguard. “Mr. Smith, there’s a good chance Miss Xander staged this whole kidnapping. Are you really going to do this? What if something happens to Lucas?” “It’s just a kid. If he dies, he dies. “Even if this is all fake, I won’t take a single risk when it comes to Wendy.” My hands trembled as I gripped the doorframe. So this was what I meant to him. Eight years together. His own flesh and blood. And none of it mattered more than Wendy.

The very first thing I do after I come back to life is find a pig and get married to it. In my past life, I was on the brink of getting engaged to my lover of ten years, Anthony Warner, who was a regimental colonel. In order to celebrate my engagement, Hannah Larson, my cousin, gave me a bracelet, and since it was a thoughtful gift from her, I wore it all the time. Yet, on our engagement day, Anthony didn't just call off our engagement, but he also berated me, calling me a tramp and a homewrecker who destroyed his relationship with Hannah. I was completely at a loss and tried to defend myself, but Hannah suddenly stepped forward and burst out crying. "I know my family and educational background surpass yours, but you can't just ruin my relationship with Anthony out of jealousy, Natalie! Anthony and I have already made a lifelong commitment to each other, so please just let it go!" Anthony turned and led Hannah away. They then got engaged shortly afterward. I was left standing there, becoming the subject of gossip from my relatives. They called me a shameless home-wrecker, and their scorn extended to my parents, who were shamed for raising such a child. They eventually took their own lives from all the rumors, and I couldn't bear the pain of losing them, so I ended myself, too. I suddenly open my eyes and find myself returning to the day Hannah presents me with the bracelet.

I'm the De Luca family's dirty little secret, their bastard daughter. And I was stupid enough to fall for Marco Moretti, the heir to our rivals. On our wedding day, my sister, Isabella, drugged me. When I woke up, she was wearing my dress. Standing at the altar. Becoming his wife. Heartbroken, I ran to a bar to drown my sorrow. And that’s where I discovered I was pregnant. Marco held me, crying. He swore he loved me, only me. He promised he’d divorce Isabella as soon as our child was born. But on the day I gave birth, Isabella murdered us both. Me and my baby. That’s when I finally understood. Marco would always choose a true-blooded princess of the Cosa Nostra. And me? The bastard? I was just a loose end. A problem to be erased. Then I opened my eyes. I was back. Back on the day she drugged me. Their wedding day. This time, I'm not marrying the heir. I'm marrying the Don. But first... I'm going to ruin this wedding.

The story revolves around Tanya Aggarwal ( 16 years old ) Indian girl - cute , bold , sassy dare mess with her loved ones and you will see hell . Drake Blackwell ( 30 years old ) - a business man in the day and a cold cruel mafia leader in the night . How will these two meet and how this meeting will change their lives . Constructive critisism is always welcome just don't be harsh . Give this book a try and I assure you will love it .

Sophia's world turned 360 after her father gave her to the one she fears the most, forced to live with his decision she sorts to tame the beast within.

He needed a wife and she needed someone to get her out of prison. * * Amyra: All my life I heard I should trust my family and so I did but what I got in exchange? They lied to me and threw me into prison for a sin I never did, my fiance whom I loved and believed didn't even try to save me, there was only my best friend but she was not enough to save me. I just needed a hand, a hand that could get me out of here and I'd vow to worship him forever. All I wanted was to find my parents' murderer and punish them. * * * Xavier: I didn't love her, I didn't care what she has gone through in her life, the moment I saw her I could tell that she was just acting and full of pretension, there was not even an inch of truth in her words. Yet I saved her, for only one reason. SHE MUST BE MY BRIDE.

He was never meant to be her choice. In a world where marriage can make or break a kingdom, Hera is bound by duty and forced to consent to a union with Alpha Eleazar of Elisora a ruthless, powerful, and mysterious Lycan. There is no warmth in his gaze, no ease in his voice. He looks at her not as a bride, but as an investment he intends to claim. And to Hera, he is nothing more than a sacrifice she is willing to make for her kingdom…. and her pride. But in a world where alliances are carved in blood, betrayals bloom even between siblings, and loyalty is nothing more than a debt to be collected, their union is far more than a vow of submission. Beneath the ceremonies and glittering crowns, the kingdom of Elisora hides truths long buried, secrets thought forgotten, and a past that refuses to stay dead. Because in Eleazar’s world, a bride could be a weapon And Hera may just be the most lethal of them all.

She was mated to the wrong Alpha. Diora has spent years as nothing more than a shadow in her own pack, bound to Alpha Ryker, a cruel mate who treats her like a slave and punishes her love with violence. She worships him despite the abuse… until a royal visit shatters everything she thought she knew about fate. Because the moment he steps into the crimson pack , his pair of ancient golden eyes lock onto her. And the world shifts. Alpha king Asael , feared for his power, respected for his age, unmated for over a century, senses a mate’s scent for the first time in his life. Hers. But she flees in terror before he could make out her face , masking her scent with forbidden herbs, mated to the man who she hated all her life , the very man who murdered her parents, and made her a slave. Now the King is hunting for a woman he only remembers by her trembling voice and red hair. Diora hides, terrified. Hidden identity is the only way to survive because if Asael discovers the truth, he’ll claim her. And if Ryker learns she is destined for another man, his own father, it’s makes things even more complicated . But fate is merciless. When her scent returns, the Alpha King finally finds her. And the forbidden truth threatens to spark a war: She is the mate of two Alphas One who owns her body. And one who calls her soul. In a world where mate bonds rule destiny, how do you choose between the monster..… and the Enemy who aches for you?