Chūnin Exam Proctor Novels & Stories

My husband was dead. He had saved a girl from drowning, yet he himself perished in the icy river. As I sank into a chasm of grief, the girl's father appeared at my door. He glared at me and demanded, "Where is my daughter's necklace? She was wearing it before she fell into the water!" Rage surged through me, and in the heat of our confrontation, he ended up dead. Then my phone… came alive. "Hide the body. The police are coming. I'll teach you how to dispose of a corpse…"

Pretty Layla, an ordinary employee burdened and haunted by a dark past, meets Ambert, a handsome billionaire whose image is pristine. When he starts showing interest on her, she promptly avoids her as she doesn't believe that a man like Ambert, rich, powerful and with an unsullied reputation, would truly fall for a woman like her. But Ambert perseveres and pursues her, exerting all efforts to show that he truly loves her. Layla's heart eventually surrenders. But soon, she discovers the painful truth that Ambert isn't really innocent and is actually a major part of her dark past.

When Lilly has to watch how her father kills her fiancé, her daughter's father and mate, she makes a drastic decision. She leaves and never comes back. After a long journey she arrives in Lastgrove, a bustling city, far away from the city where she grew up. It's the perfect place, besides being far away from her family, it's also home to a pack of werewolves. After a rocky start, Lilly finds new friends. Lucy and Bruce. Lucy is about to be chosen as Luna by her childhood sweetheart and chosen mate, Dex. And Bruce, the one she carefully opens her heart to. Matters are complicated when it turns out that she has once again been chosen as a wolf's mate. This time it is none other than Dex, the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack. Lilly is in shock. She doesn't want to hurt her new friends, and she doesn't know if she wants to make such a commitment again. Even though she is not sure of herself, it hurts when she notices that Dex also has his doubts. Will they give in to their desires? Or do their doubts get in the way of doing what feels right?

Raised as the unwanted adopted child of a powerful beta family, eighteen-year-old Rose has always known pain more intimately than love. Once cherished, she became invisible the moment the Blackwoods’ true daughter was found. Forced into servitude within her own pack, Rose endures cruelty, neglect, and the daily suppression of her wolf through wolfsbane—a punishment that leaves her powerless and broken, or so everyone believes. Unlike other wolves, Rose cannot hear or feel her inner beast. Her wolf has been silent for as long as she can remember, locked away for reasons even the pack elders do not understand. Labeled weak and defective, she dreams only of escape and a life where she is more than a shadow. On the eve of her eighteenth birthday, hope sparks when her best friend encourages her to flee the pack and start anew. But when a mysterious howl awakens something deep within Rose, her dormant wolf begins to stir—revealing that her power was never gone, only bound. As secrets unravel and fate draws her toward a dangerous, magnetic bond she never expected, Rose must uncover the truth of who she is, why her wolf was suppressed, and whether love can survive the fire awakening inside her. Her freedom will come at a cost—and the world is not ready for what she is becoming.

I had been secretly married to my CEO husband for six years, but he still would not let our son call him “Dad.” After he missed our son’s birthday again because of his secretary, I took out the divorce agreement and left with our son for good. The usually calm man lost control and stormed into the office to demand where we were. This time, neither my son nor I would come back.

A year after my divorce, my ex-husband, Harvey Fisher, pings me in a group chat. "This cold war has gone on for long enough. Come home—let's remarry." I reply, "Have you lost your mind?" Everyone in the group chat tries to convince me to take Harvey back. Meanwhile, he asks, "What have you been doing without me in your life?" I turn to look at my current husband, who's putting our child to sleep. I reply, "Recovering after having a child." The group chat members are initially excited, but they instantly fall silent at my words. Harvey angrily calls me countless times, but I ignore him. His mind is not the only thing he's lost—he's also lost the young woman who once loved him more than life itself.

For eight years, I was Vincent Capelli's wife, his right hand, and the only person who ever saw the man beneath the Don's cold mask. Then he got drunk at a negotiation, and slept with his secretary. He called me first, voice shaking with guilt. "Bella, I made a mistake. I paid her off. She'll never come back." I believed him. Six months later, he was ambushed in Miami. His secretary drove through a hail of bullets to save him. And she was three months pregnant. When she gave birth to twin boys, the whole Capelli family celebrated. Framed for stealing the family heirloom, I asked for a divorce. Vincent, desperate to keep me, dared me to drink a bottle of 150-proof spirit. He thought I'd never do it. I reached for the bottle. He stopped me, and gave me all the freedom I wanted. "Come back when you're done running," he said. I left and never looked back. Until the night three killers cornered me in an alley.

I've had a crush on my fiancée for years, and we're finally about to get married. Yet I'm willing to jump off a building just to avoid marrying her—all because I've been reborn. In my past life, she and I were married for over two decades. We were the perfect couple in everyone's eyes. However, the fairy tale came to an abrupt end on our 25th wedding anniversary. She took her own life, and she did it with her true love. As I kneeled before her grave, I asked, "Did you regret marrying me?" I knew I wouldn't hear her response, so I answered myself. "I regret marrying you." When I open my eyes again, I find myself back to before the wedding happens. I decide to run away. This time, I want us to become nothing but estranged acquaintances. To my surprise, she comes to me, looking like she's terminally ill. She says, "I've never regretted marrying you. Whether in this lifetime or the past, you're the only one I've ever wanted to marry."

"Babygirl?" I asked again confused. "I call my submissive my baby girl. That's a preference of mine. I like to be called Daddy." He said which instantly turned me on. What the hell is wrong with me? " *** Iris was so excited to leave her small town home in Ohio to attend college in California. She wanted to work for a law firm one day, and now she was well on her way. The smell of the ocean air was a shock to her senses when she pulled up to Long beach, but everything was so bright and beautiful. The trees were different, the grass, the flowers, the sun, everything was different. The men were different here. Professor Ryker Lorcane was different. He was intelligent but dark. Strong but steady. Everything the boys back home were not. *** I moaned loudly as he pulled out and pushed back in slowly each time going a little deeper. "You feel so good baby girl," he said as he slid back in. "Are you ready to be mine?" He said looking at me with those dark carnal eyes coming back into focus. I shook my head, yes, and he slammed into me hard. "Speak." He ordered. "Yes Daddy, I want to be yours," I said loudly this time.

Three days after his first love Mandy's death, my husband locked me in a steel cage and sank me into the ocean. "You vicious woman," he spat. "Stay here and repent to Mandy!" He didn't know I carried his child. I thrust the pregnancy confirmation toward him, but he walked away without a backward glance. Yet when he later saw my corpse—bloated and decomposing in the seawater—he went insane.