Novel & Cerita Catholic Thought

At age 18 Sarah Daniels married the love of her life, but not by choice. She still thought she had years to go until that happened. The Daniels family depicted the average normal family in Curo. But behind closed doors, their were skeletons in the closet,snakes in the garden and a big fairytale lie.

Alyssa walker had thought her chapter with the billionaire businessman had closed but when Lucas Ramirez strode back into her life claiming that he never signed the divorce paper, would she be able to handle being married to a man she detest and love more than life itself?

Prideful, conceited, and loves to look down on Omegas like him. That's what Nexus thought about Alphas. And he believed that all Alphas are the same. But his perspective changed when he reconnected with Maximino again, a former classmate of his who is an Alpha and is now claiming to be his fated pair.

I thought my life was already a disaster— In my father's eyes, only my perfect sister mattered. I was always the forgotten second daughter. My sole comfort was my upcoming wedding to the man I loved. Until the night before my wedding, when everything changed. "You're going to take your sister's place and marry the most dangerous mafia don in New York." I had to pretend to be my sister and fool a man who could end my life without hesitation. Most importantly, a car accident two years ago had left him blind and wheelchair-bound. He couldn't even make love, yet he demanded I bear him an heir. However, when I'm straddling his powerful thighs, when he takes me night after night and fills me so completely that I'm left trembling and breathless... my legs give out beneath me. I'm the one who's truly powerless. The disability and blindness were all part of his elaborate deception. When my sister returned, filled with regret and determined to expose my identity and reclaim him, I thought I would lose my life for deceiving the mafia don. "You thought you could deceive the devil himself? You've been mine since that first night." His fingers find places that make me arch and beg. His mouth claims every inch of my skin. His touch fills me so completely I forget my own name.

"I didn’t know I was marrying two people. He wore the suit, but she pulled the strings. The day I walked down the aisle, eyes locked with the man I loved, I thought I had found peace. I thought I was finally leaving behind the noise of my childhood, the ache of loneliness, and the years I spent praying for a love that would choose me, only me. But no one told me that some men never truly leave their mothers. They marry, yes,but their hearts remain tangled in an invisible umbilical cord, one that stretches past vows, past bedrooms, past boundaries. I moved into our new home, only to find that the walls had ears, hers. We lived in separate flats, but it never truly felt like my space. My marriage was a room she walked into, uninvited but ever present. Her opinions dripped into our arguments, her eyes followed me from behind lace curtains, and her voice echoed in decisions that should have belonged to me and my husband. At first, I kept quiet. I told myself it was cultural. Respect. Family. Then I told myself it was temporary. Then I stopped telling myself anything at all, because nothing I said made a difference. This is not a story of hate. It’s a story of love, tested by bloodlines, boundaries, and a battle I never asked to fight. This is my truth. The marriage I thought was mine. The home that never really felt like home. And the rules I never agreed to, but had to live by, simply because… I was under her roof".

“I want a divorce, Sera. It’s time we both moved on.” She had heard those words before, rehearsed in the cold space between them, in the silences that stretched too long over dinner, in the way he never quite looked at her anymore. But hearing them out loud was different. Hearing them made it real. Sera Calloway had spent four years being the perfect wife. Quiet when she should have been loud. Patient when she should have been angry. She had loved Elliot with the kind of love that asks for nothing — and received exactly that in return. She thought their marriage was simply struggling. Broken, maybe. But still theirs. Until she found out it was never only theirs to begin with. Another woman. Another home. Another life he had carefully built in the hours she never thought to question. She hadn’t screamed. Hadn’t shattered. She had simply gone still, the way a person does when the ground disappears beneath them and there is nothing left to hold onto. Sera left without a word. No ultimatums. No tears he would ever see. Because some heartbreaks are too deep for noise. Now Elliot is unraveling. The life he thought he could keep — the one he hid behind — is falling apart without the woman he took for granted holding everything together. He never knew what she was. Not really. Not until she was gone. And now the question isn’t whether he still loves her. The question is — did Sera ever stop?

The executioner’s blade was far colder than I had ever expected. When Alpha Ajax Argyros, the most powerful wolf in the seven kingdoms and my fated mate, sentenced me to death for a treason I didn't commit, I didn't beg. I just looked into his uncompromising eyes and prayed the truth would haunt him. Then, my blood stained the sacred Moon Altar. I thought death was the end. Instead, I woke up five years in the past, on the exact day I was destined to meet him. The Moon Goddess granted me a second chance. This time, I won't be the naive, gentle noblewoman who blindly trusted the mate bond. I will uncover the secret cult that framed me, protect the people I love, and, most importantly, never, ever let Ajax Argyros into my heart again. But fate is a cruel game. The colder I treat him, the more obsessed the legendary Alpha becomes with me. He looks at me with a fierce, protective devotion that terrifies me, completely unaware that in another life, he ordered my execution. I thought I was the only one playing with time. I thought I knew exactly how to survive. But as old allies turn into new threats and my perfect plans begin to unravel, I realize a terrifying truth. I’m not the only one who remembers the future. And this time, my unseen enemies are making sure I don’t survive long enough even to reach the sacred Moon Altar alive.

On the day I rejected Isabelle Hale, Wall Street's newest golden girl, everyone thought I had lost my mind. She had everything: a Wharton degree, a national finance championship, a perfect family name, and a résumé polished enough to make doors open before she even knocked. But I knew what was hiding behind that name. Fifty years ago, her grandfather stole my grandmother's acceptance letter, her New York scholarship, and the future she had earned with her own hands. He used them to escape an Appalachian coal town with another woman, then built himself into a celebrated Ivy League professor who lectured rich students about ethics. My real grandmother, Grace Walker, was left behind in coal dust and shame. My mother grew up carrying the weight of that stolen life. They lifted me out anyway. I made it all the way to Manhattan, to a glass conference room at Northbridge Capital, where Isabelle sat across from me in a black suit tailored like victory. She thought her family name would protect her. She thought I would bow. Instead, I closed her file and said, "You didn't pass." By the next morning, they had fired me, dragged my name through the mud, and turned a press conference into my public trial. They forgot one thing. I didn't climb to the top of Wall Street to beg for a seat at their table. I came to take back every name, every chance, and every voice they stole from women like us.

"I thought you really liked me." She whispered with moist hazel eyes and despair. His heart spasmed at the view, seeing how hurt she is. For a moment or two his steal gray eyes filled with solicitude for her which he immediately brushed off as his ego and self-esteem overpowered his mind. He chuckled softly taking slow predatory steps towards her. "Oh darling! I never thought you to be this immature. I just manipulated you to think that way. Only thing i feel for you is lust and vengeance." With smirk on his face he approached her slowly yet in long strides. She stepped back with fear written all over her face till her back hit the wall. .. Fascinated is a story of an innocent maiden catching eyes of stubborn billionaire who instantly becames obsessed with her. But does will she comply with his desires?

She was his wife, bound by a contract. He was her husband, but he couldn’t remember her face. When Amelia Hart-Blackwood walked down the aisle, she thought she was securing her family’s future. Instead, she found herself trapped in a loveless marriage with Damien Blackwood — the cold, ruthless billionaire who only saw her as a pawn. But just when Amelia thought things couldn’t get worse, an accident stole Damien’s memories. Suddenly, the man who once ignored her looked at her like a stranger… and treated another woman as if she were his bride. To the world, Amelia is invisible. To Damien, she’s nothing but an imposter. Yet as secrets unravel and enemies close in, Amelia must decide: fight for the love she never had… or walk away before her heart shatters completely. In a world of wealth, betrayal, and forgotten vows — can love truly be rewritten?