Claimed By My Ex's Daddy Novels & Stories

Seven years ago, I ignored my girlfriend's heart-wrenching pleas and ruthlessly severed our relationship. Now, after seven long years, she had risen to the top—and she was back, ready for her wedding. She didn't come home for mere celebration, though. She came for revenge. She obliterated the company my father had spent his entire life building and did not stop until she shattered his leg, forcing him to endure unimaginable pain. It was all so I'd be forced to go to her wedding and beg for forgiveness. But that wasn't enough. She wanted more. She hissed, brandishing a blade, "If Matthew's not here in ten minutes, I'll slice off a finger for every minute he's late." My autistic brother's fingers, the only way he could create art, became a bargaining chip in her sadistic game. Dad's anguished cries filled the air as he pleaded for mercy, but she was not done. She wanted to tear my family apart piece by piece. My mom, fragile and trapped in the haze of Alzheimer's, was next. Her mind, already slipping, crumbled under the relentless torment. She cracked, completely lost to the madness. With tears streaming down his face, Dad said, "My son died the day you left for abroad."

"Why is a young girl like you destroying her kidneys and liver?", I heard that deep husky voice behind my ear and I froze on the seat. He was forbiddenly inches away from me and his breath was against the back of my neck. Who was he? Whoever he was. He had the guts and I wasn’t ready to tolerate nonsense. "You....." , My mouth fall open the moment I turned to look at the atranger who was behind my back. As unbelievable as it was, he was fucking hot. Just a glimpse of his dirty blonde spiky hair , a nice chiseled jawline , pink lips and eyes that had a mixture of dark blue and light grey made my mouth fall more open. Honestly l had never seen such eyes. l felt mesmerized , they were damn beautiful. He didn't look young , he was something like 45 to 50 but good lord he was so hot. Realizing that I was checking him out, a smirk appeared on his face. "Is there something a young beautiful girl like you, wants to forget so badly?." He whispered and I shuttered as I leaned back into his chest. Yes It was there. I want to let go of my past. But I didn't reply him. "I can let you......", "Go on, make me forget him" , l cut him off short in mid sentence. I didn't know what was wrong with me. Yes I was drunk. But just one night with a stranger.... in fact an experienced old man. It is not wrong. Is it?!

Because I was born under the Moon’s blessing, my body ripened earlier than any she-wolf my age. On the night of my eighteenth turning, my brother—fearing I’d be force-claimed by brutes—entrusted me to his blood-oath brother: Silas, Alpha of the Northern Peak. The first time we met, his golden eyes locked on my bared neck and never left. His fangs sank into my scent gland that very night, claiming me beneath the full moon. For four years since, I’ve been his scribe by dawn light, and his whore by moonrise. He trained my body to fit his every hunger, covering me in bite marks, yet never left the Mating Mark that would make me his true mate. Four years later, his confidante from the Central Territories returned. He tore from my heat-soaked sheets without a backward glance, racing to the moon-platform to greet her. I followed, stomach hollow, scent glands throbbing with his phantom claim. Only an hour before, his hand—scarred from my own teeth—had clamped over my mouth as he rutted me into the furs. Now, before the assembled Pack, he stroked another woman’s silver hair. “Amara, don’t show that jealous look. Have you forgotten—four years ago, you were the one who crawled into my bed while I was moon-mad.” “This tantrum is unbecoming.” He was right. I had chosen this life myself. But when I finally chose to leave him, he was the first to break.

​He was the man who was strictly off-limits.​ Now, he’s the only man she wants. When Lella ended her high-profile relationship with the most eligible bachelor in the city, she believed she knew what she was doing. Freedom was what she desired, not a place in a bedroom where each kiss felt like a contract and every look was a controlled power. However, she failed to take into consideration the man who actually controlled the family. Her ex-boyfriend's uncle. Viktor Volkonsky. ​He's one of the heirs of the Volkon Empire. He's cold, devilishly handsome, and has spent months watching her with a hunger he never bothered to hide. ​Forced into a high-stakes game of obsession and control, Lella realizes that Viktor doesn't just want her back in the family, he wants to own the very air she breathes. He wants her in his bed, under his thumb, and stripped of every defense she’s ever built. ​ Every stolen glance is a provocation. Every brush of his hand is a reminder that she is playing with a fire that could incinerate her entire world. Viktor is used to getting what he wants, and what he wants is the one woman who could destroy his legacy. Lella is aware that falling in love with him is a complete surrender, not just a scandal. Some secrets are worth the scandal and some sins are too delicious to regret. ​In this family, loyalty is everything but betrayal has never tasted so sweet.

On the night of her engagement, Aria Sinclair catches her fiancé cheating, with the daughter of a rival mafia boss. Humiliated and shattered, She goes to a club and end up getting intimate with a strange man. On a quest for revenge for her fiancee's betrayal, she decides to marry his father. But what will she do when she finds out his father is the same man she encountered at the club?

It was meant to be the happiest night of Layla’s life—her birthday, the moment she officially stepped into adulthood. Instead, she walked into a crowded nightclub and watched her boyfriend laugh, drink, and kiss another girl while the world looked on. Humiliation followed swiftly. Dragged into a cruel game of Truth or Dare, Layla became the night’s entertainment. When the bottle landed on her, the challenge sounded harmless enough: seven minutes in heaven with a man of her choice. Everyone expected her to choose him. She didn’t. Her gaze went to the man watching silently from the shadows—his uncle. The one man she was never supposed to want, yet couldn’t look away from. Seven minutes was all it took to spark something forbidden. Something dark. Something that refused to stay contained. When the night ended, nothing returned to normal. He became her obsession and most dangerous temptation. And Layla found herself willing to risk everything—family, reputation, even her own heart—for a man she was never meant to desire. This is a story of betrayal, passion, and the pull of a love that should never exist. Once caught in it, there is no turning back.

Isabella Hart gave everything to the man she loved until he betrayed her, stole her ideas, and threw her away after discovering she was pregnant. Humiliated and heartbroken, she never expected salvation to come from the last person she should ever want. Damien Blackwood is cold, ruthless, and far too powerful to care about love. But when a scandal threatens both his company and reputation, he offers Isabella a contract marriage that shocks the entire billionaire world. Now Isabella is married to her ex-boyfriend’s father. What begins as revenge soon turns into something far more dangerous. As forbidden attraction, corporate betrayal, and family secrets explode around them, Isabella and Damien find themselves trapped between obsession and love while the Blackwood empire slowly tears itself apart.

BLURB. Tulip caught her boyfriend in bed with her greatest rival in school, heartbroken by this betrayal, ended up having a one night stand with her greatest nemises and bully, Xavier Grey. Not only was he a thorn in her flesh but her ex-boyfriend's irritating cousin whom she shouldn't even feel attracted to but what happens when she plans on forgetting the secret that exists between them? She thought she was rid of him till she found out he got into Nevermore as a player and she was to be one of his Coaches. Trying to avoid Xavier, she ends up in the traps of another, sexy, hot Alpha male who runs the underground Biker Pack. Now Tulip is torn between the man who wrecked yet saved her and the man who would do anything to have her as his.

The scoundrel cheated on his sister, and she caught him in the marital bed. In a fit of rage, she put on her wedding dress and climbed into the bed of the scoundrel's younger uncle, and thus transformed herself into his little aunt.

I was betrayed by my twin sister, she slept with my mate, and they both looked at me with indifference, asking what a mere girl like me was capable of. So I showed them the power of a woman thirsty for revenge. I seduced my mate’s father, turned him into the man who never said no to me, and watched my mate call me stepmother while my sister bowed before me as their pack Luna. But what I didn’t know was that some boundaries are never meant to be crossed, and some Alphas are not meant to be played with.