Dead Eye Novel Novels & Stories

In the fifth year of my marriage to Jordan West, he cheats on me with a blind woman. She's young, pretty, and demure. Jordan scours the best hospitals in the country to treat her eyes. In the end, he fixes his gaze on me and tells me he wants me to donate my corneas to her. "They're just a pair of eyes, Hazel. Please help her. Can you really stand by and watch as she withers away?"

No one knew that three days ago, the aloof CEO in the boardroom, Sophia Monroe, had been tangled up with me in her executive office, going at it for eight intense rounds. I thought Sophia had finally agreed to what I had been asking for. But then she pulled her dress back on, turned around, and disappeared without a trace. She was gone for an entire month. I stayed by Mom's grave for what felt like forever. Suddenly, my phone buzzed with the latest trending news. It was about Sophia's wedding of the century, but I was not the groom. At that moment, I was grateful Mom had not lived long enough to see Sophia's true colors. Before shutting off my phone, I sent her a message. [Monday. Courthouse. Divorce.]

Do you have any dark secrets? I do. No matter how hot it gets, Mom never allows me to look unkempt in front of other people. Even after I start college, she still makes me wear undershirts when I go swimming. A classmate who can't stand me steals my undershirt and mocks me, saying I look like some pretty boy, all flimsy and effeminate. I refuse to take that lying down and want to duke it out with him. But when he looks at me, it's like he sees something terrifying. He whirls around and bolts. Later, he applies for a leave of absence. My dorm mates plan to visit him and ask me to go along. But the moment I reach the doorway, he grabs a broom and drives me away. "Get out, you freak! You're a monster!" he roars. Then, he turns to my dorm mates. "You'd better stay away from him. Otherwise, you'll be dead before you even figure out how it happened!" What he says completely baffles me, yet his words come true before long. Right before sitting for the grad school entrance exams, one of my dorm mates asks me out to blow off some steam. I go with him and end up drunk. When I wake up, I find him lying in the bathtub, the water dyed red with his blood. His body is already cold.

The day I inherited Grandpa's "Peacemaker," I received a call from myself, ten years in the future. "Sienna, don't give that gun to Lorenzo." I obeyed without question. That night, forced to use his faulty Glock, Lorenzo was beaten into a vegetative state during a duel. Guilt nearly broke me, but my parents nursed me back to health. Or so I thought. "You idiot," my future self sneered. "It was a lie to get you on the operating table. They want your heart for your brother!" Finding a transplant agreement in my father's study, I publicly severed ties with the Morettis. Only later, after Lorenzo died from rejection, did I learn they just needed my rare blood, not my heart. I wanted to return and atone, but the phone rang again. "Your parents will kill you for honor. Don't go back." I waited. But instead of assassins, news arrived: the Morettis had been slaughtered by rivals. I bolted for home, only to be mowed down by a black sedan. As I died, I couldn't understand why my future self had orchestrated my end. Then I opened my eyes. I was back at the ceremony.

When I find out about that woman's existence, it turns out that they've been dating for a very long time. Simon Jensen protects her very well. Even though he's already attended banquets with her and has introduced her to all of his friends, I still have yet to see any of her photos. Heck, I don't even know her name. If it weren't for the fact that Simon was unable to resist that woman's coquettish pleading and brought her to the fashion show press conference as a brand investor, I'd probably remain in the dark forever. At this moment, I stare at Simon from far away, who's currently gazing at his lover standing on the runway. There's a hint of a gentle smile in his eyes. The camera flashes keep clicking. One of the reporters can't resist asking, "Mr. Jensen, are you a fan of Angela Stewart as well?" Simon never averts his gaze from Angela. He replies, "No. She's the love of my life." So, it turns out the cold and aloof Simon is capable of doting on a young woman to this degree. I spin the dull wedding ring around my ring finger subconsciously. That's when I realize how meaningless this marriage actually is.

Aaron Covaci has been wondering about the world for almost 250 years. He has given up the fact that he will have his soulmate appear before him like his cousin Alina who married her soulmate. All Aaron wants was to be with his soulmate until he laid his eyes on Astrid Larsen. Astrid Larsen, also known as The Huntress, was the powerful Vampire Hunter in the world. Tasked by the Order, she had to track down one of the powerful Blue Bloods named Aaron Covaci. But when she met him, there was something compelling about the blue blood that was supposed to be her hunt. What happened when you want your prey but also you have to kill them? What will Astrid do? Will Aaron persuade her?

Scarlet blackwood's life is shattered when she is betrayed by the people she loved and trust the most in the course of her shattered life her word collides with the deadliest magnate Leonardo Rutherford. Pained by this betrayal she sets her sights high on revenge using her charm and beauty she manipulates her way through the mafia underworld Will scarlet's quest for revenge fulfill her desire and bring justice to the table or will her temptous heart take over the ride. Dive into the gripping tale of this deadly love game filled with betrayal, deception desire and many more.

Robin didn't think of herself as anything more special than the rest of her pack. A typical wolf in a clan full of warriors. The only thing she prided herself on was the skill of her bow. With a shot that aimed true, all she wanted was to protect her family. But she never imagined she'd end up doing so like this! Taken as collateral to her brother's misdeeds, Robin finds herself lost and confused as she is taken hostage by a clan so dangerous, that it made her blood run cold. But her safety is the least of her worries. Because Robin really doesn't know what to do when she discovers her mate just happens to be the Alpha of a clan known for its power and ruthless caliber. The very same one that captured her. Alpha Morax is someone she needs to escape from...or is he? When the world erupts into chaos, her beliefs will be put to the test. And as her fate catches fire, all she'll see is golden eyes.

As if being a rejected mate was not enough. I was bullied and laughed at for it. “She's such a fool to even imagine that Alpha Ryder would want her. An ordinary beta” “Such a useless fool” I would reject her if I were him too” These words followed me wherever I go, sounding like whispers but were intended for me to hear. I was done. From the death of my parents in the war, to the maltreatment by an aunt that was paid by the council to take care of me, to now being rejected by the one person that was supposed to love me unconditionally. I was done. Done with love, done with happiness. It was never in the books for me so I gave up on desperately searching for it and dedicated my life to the cause that killed my parents: The war between the Tiger shifters and the Werewolves. What happens when the General who was supposed to tear her apart, treats her with more care than she had ever gotten? Will she find love again? Or will love break the strong woman she had made herself into?

My son was kidnapped by rogue wolves during training. Ethan used all his connections as Beta to finally locate him in an abandoned hunting lodge. When I burst through the door, Tyler was already lying on the ground. His chest was a bloody mess, his heart ripped out completely. I chased after the rogue wolves like a mad she-wolf, desperate to retrieve his heart, but I was too late. Unable to bear the devastation, I collapsed and fell from the cliff edge. Ethan carried me to the pack healer's den, his face deathly pale. Before the healing ritual began, he gripped my hand tightly, his voice trembling: "Serena, you can't give up. Our son is already gone. I can't lose you too..." But when I regained consciousness, I found an anonymous text message on my phone. I opened it and heard a recording. "Beta Gray, you have already found another heart donors. Why specifically choose young Tyler? He's so young, and he's your son..." "He was just a tool to save Lucas. I raised him all these years—taking one heart isn't too much to ask, is it?" "Besides, the pack healer said a blood relative's heart has the smallest chance of rejection. Lucas is mine and Vivian's life. I can't bear to see him suffer even a little." My entire body shook violently. I could barely hold the phone. The man who repeatedly claimed to love me was the murderer who killed my son for his illegitimate child with his mistress. The marriage I thought was happy was nothing but an elaborate deception.