Deeper Than The Ocean Novels & Stories

Elara Hayes never wanted to marry Lucian Cross, the cold and ruthless future Alpha of the Nightshade Pack. But when her sister runs away and her father's debts come due, Elara becomes the sacrificial replacement, a bride bought for $200,000. On their wedding night, Lucian makes his intentions brutally clear. he rejects their mate bond, parades other women through their home, and expects Elara to play the perfect Luna while staying invisible. For two years, she endured. Until one reckless night changes everything. One stranger. One forbidden encounter. One taste of freedom she can't forget. But when she returns home, Lucian is waiting with divorce papers and an ultimatum that will alter everything.

I accidentally break the glass that my husband's true love gave to him. As punishment, he sends me to a place where the upper crust groom their playthings. He wants me to go there as an apology to his true love. I suffer inhumane treatment there. Later, I manage to escape and am brought to the hospital. That's where I find out I'm pregnant.

"Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that’s been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son’s ring.” "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her. She was starving. And Domenico Gravano—her devil father-in-law—was the only man who ever made her feel full. He’s twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesn’t ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesn’t hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted. It’s forbidden. It's filthy. And it’s about to become her obsession. But Domenico doesn’t do soft. He doesn’t do love. He does control. He does power. He does ownership. And Reina? She’s about to find out what happens when a Gravano decides to make you moan… and never stop. He’s her father-in-law. He’s her first real pleasure. He’s the man who will destroy them both… just to keep her.

"Why do you hate me so much?" The question slipped out before I could stop it, my heart shattering into a million pieces as I gazed at the man I longed for but couldn't have. Damario stepped forward, bridging the distance between us. His fingers grasped my jaw, tilting my head up to meet his gaze. As our eyes locked, I saw a complex mix of emotions: hatred, anger, and something else I couldn't quite decipher. "I hate how perfect you are. Everyone thinks it's because I'm jealous, but they don't know I'm consumed by you. Every atom of me craves you, day and night, and it's killing me." * * When destiny and duty collide, secrets can be deadly. As the future Alpha king of Sunhaven, he's been hiding in plain sight. But Damario Bloodworth, his greatest enemy and fated mate, has seen the truth. Now, they're bound together by a force they can't control, forced to confront the darkness of their past and the danger of their future. Can their love survive the weight of royal expectations, or will it ignite a war that will consume them all?

My heiress wife's childhood sweetheart has just announced his engagement to someone else today. For some reason, she seems heartbroken. As her husband, my mind turns into a mess when I hear the news. Everyone in our social circle knows that my wife's family is incredibly wealthy. When she buys luxury goods, she basically buys out the whole store. But today, she coops herself up at home and doesn't go out. Worse yet, she doesn't give me the money for this month's living expenses. I'm seriously losing sleep over this. "Honey, please accept reality and move on. Is there anyone who hasn't been a fool for love?" The second I hit send, my heiress wife bursts out of the bedroom, where she was holed up. "Tell me for whom you were a fool. For whom did you humble yourself?"

"I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilya smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to. "You either obey my every command, or watch as I ruin every last bit of the reputation you've toiled tirelessly to build. Don't push me too hard, East, or I'll unleash a storm that will render you breathless and begging for mercy and it won't be cute." As a pop star, Easton Reese had everything he had always hoped for: money, luxurious lifestyle, fame, and fans all across the globe who worshipped him like the idol that he was. But despite all this, Easton felt empty inside. Behind the happy smile he always wore on his face during the day, there was an excess of pain that he had to endure every night, in secret, where no one must know. Being punished for the crime his father had committed wasn't exactly what hurt him most; it was the fact that he was being punished by his childhood sweetheart, the same man he had once loved with all his heart.

“Spread your legs for me, printsessa. Show me how desperate that pretty pussy gets just thinking about my cock.” “My pleasure, sir…” * Trixie waited five years for Zahar to come home. One weekend is all it takes for everything to fall apart. One look from him. One touch. One quiet groan of her name, and she’s on her knees, begging for the man she was never supposed to want. He’s her father’s best friend. Her childhood crush. The man who stopped pretending he didn’t feel the same the second he saw her again. It’s wrong. It’s dirty. And neither of them is backing down.

The wedding had reached the part where the groom kissed the bride. I closed my eyes and leaned in to kiss Stella Stafford, only to end up with a mouthful of fur. Her assistant held up the camera and burst out laughing. "The almighty Mr. Rowe can't even tell if he's kissing a person or a dog?" I stared at the Husky in front of me, its tongue lolling out, and felt my stomach churn. I was about to lay into him when Stella stepped in to block me. "It was just a joke. No hard feelings." Laurent Reilly smirked smugly, his tone dripping with arrogance. "And guess what? This Husky happens to be a female, so why don't you just marry her instead? You're not good enough for Stella anyway." The employees erupted in laughter. Mortified, I kicked him square in the chest, sending him sprawling. The next second, Stella smashed a wine bottle over my head and demanded an apology. I wiped the mix of wine and blood from my face, then dialed an overseas number with a cold grin. "The wedding is short one bride. You in?"

When I got up from Ted Wiley's bed, he lazily handed me my underwear. "I'm changing the door code, so don't come by unless it's urgent." I froze, blurting out, "Why?" He grinned. "She said yes to being my girlfriend yesterday. I can't have her spotting you here—she'd flip. It took me forever to win her over."

Erin realised herself amongst a family she never dreamt to be part of. Despite being a powerful and wealthy household, she still didn't feel happy to be there. She made the decision to stay, for someone's sake. Her son. All she wanted to do was become that dominant woman and raise her son single-handedly. But then someone she'd tag as evil, showed up and ruined everything. Being married to Jayden Reynolds brought along adversaries in different sets. She was part of an aristocratic family now and her beloved son, being the successor to the family's acreages, was relatively susceptible. Amidst all these, fused with a loveless marriage. Will Erin Charlton blindly stay as Jayden's woman?