Conrad Fisher Birthday Novels & Stories

“What if I choose not to?” I asked. “You don't want your little secret to get out, do you.” he raised a brow. “No, I don't.” I said, dropping my head. “Good.” he said, and snapped his fingers. A young man walked up to our table with a briefcase in his grip. Conrad received the briefcase from him, and placed it on the table. He unlocked and turned it to me. In the briefcase were wads of cash. “I believe this is good for a start.” he said. “Also, I'll help you get rid of that scar on your face. So what do you say? Do we have a deal or not?” ********************* One minute, Lauren was preparing to leave home for her friend's birthday party. And the next? She is a mu

Mr James Thompson followed me. Look at me. I shouldn't like it, but I do. I was desperate to get the job done and tried to ignore his sultry gaze. I've never had an opportunity like this before - working for someone so talented and powerful. James is unlike any boss I've ever had. He can't. Domineering, ruthless. But he also has a protective side. He only showed me a part of him. But working together late at night pushes every boundary. I tried to keep things professional, but James made it very clear. He wants me. Not his secretary, but a very different position.

The day Eve Jones came back to town, Zac Gibson did not come home all night. The next day, I saw a post on her social media, showing a photo of two hands tightly intertwined, along with Zac’s peaceful, childlike sleeping face. When he finally came home, he threw divorce papers at me and said, "You’ve been standing in Eve’s place this whole time. Now that she’s back, it’s time for you to move on." It did not matter anymore. I was not going to live much longer anyway. Whoever wanted the title of "Mrs. Gibson" could have it. Later, I died. But Zac cried at my grave, kneeling, promising he would never hold anyone else’s hand again.

After reuniting with my birth family, my wealthy biological father tossed me a black card and laid down one rule: I could spend as much as I wanted, but I was never to call him Dad—that title belonged only to his adoptive daughter. Clutching the black card, I cautiously bought myself a two-dollar-fifty ice cream cone. Just as I was happily licking the sweet ice cream, the adoptive daughter dropped to her knees before me. "Alice, are you mocking me because I can't even afford something that costs two-fifty in the future?" My brother immediately slapped me twice. "You have money now, but you can't split love. Natalie is my one and only sister!" Then my father splashed boiling water onto my

Seven years ago, William hugged me under the moonlight and swore that we would never have children and love me for the rest of his life. Seven years later, I ran into him at the hospital. He was accompanying a young woman to do a maternity checkup. Both of them were beaming and happy. William's family questioned me why I couldn't get pregnant.I laughed bitterly and swallowed all my secrets alone. Who knew the bigger secret William hid...

In order to become the sole heiress of the Xander family, my younger sister schemed and manipulated, pushing me into depression and driving me to attempt suicide.Upon my rebirth, I vowed to seek revenge and would not tolerate injustice.It wasn't until one day when I met a girl who looked exactly like me that I discovered the truth: my sister was a fake heiress, and she harbored many hidden secrets...

Genevieve Cloepfil is a 26-year-old magazine journalist who works for a prominent publishing company run by Conrad Easton, the CEO. When Genevieve's 27th birthday arrived, she found herself at a highly reputable and elite strip club with Feliza, where a certain male stripper captured her interest. She was intoxicated, fueled by alcohol. And she was careless and naughty. Feeling her full energy and neediness. She has fully lost her mind as she reacts to every kiss, touch, and pleasure. She enjoyed an intimate evening with him. He was, unbeknownst to her, her boss.

My wife, Lillian Harmon, skips our daughter's birthday party to celebrate her male assistant’s birthday instead. We run into them at the restaurant. My daughter, Rosetta Coleman, runs over and hugs her. She calls out, "Mom." But Lillian pushes her away coldly and pretends not to know her. She turns and wraps her arms around Marcus Fisher while explaining, "I have no idea where this brat came from. She's just randomly calling strangers her mom." Rosetta is hurt and confused. She is on the verge of tears as she asks, "Why did Mommy pretend not to know me?" I hold her and say, "You got the wrong person. Your mom is in Marindale." Right away, I file for divorce and take Rosetta to Marin

Conrad Walter, a young man who dreams of having a culinary career. He pursues his dream by moving from his hometown, Philadelphia to New York, where the top and best culinary schools are. Before moving to New York, his best friend, Jaiden confronts her feelings towards him and kisses Conrad the night before she leaves for Paris. With each day passing by, Conrad thinks about her and wishes for her to come back. During his stay in New York, things weren’t looking great as he hoped. He meets his roommate, Alfred, who attends the same culinary school as well. He gets to attend his dream culinary school and meets Olivia. The three of them help each other to overcome their challenges in culinary s

In a world where werewolves adhere strictly to their social ranks, Conrad Rosser, the daughter of a Beta, knows her place. Werewolves are creatures of habit, after all, comfortable within the confines of their own kind. But when fate intervenes, everything Conrad thought she knew is turned upside down. Carlos, an incredibly attractive and formidable Alpha who is determined to challenge the status quo. Breaking tradition is not something he takes lightly, but there's something about Conrad that captivates him, defying all expectations. As fate takes control, Conrad finds herself unexpectedly paired with Carlos. Their partnership is a force to be reckoned with, pushing the boundaries of