Design Patterns Novels & Stories

What would a woman do if one day she is waiting for her husband to tell him the news of her pregnancy but he comes home with  another woman who is pregnant with his  child? ........ Ariadne's perfect life shattered after her mother's death. Her father's remarriage brought a cruel stepmother and stepsister who stole everything she loved, including Xander, the sole heir of the richest family in the country and her childhood love. Desperate to keep him, Ariadne forced Xander into marrying her. But no matter how deeply she loved him, she could never win his heart. When her stepsister returned, their loveless marriage came to an end. Heartbroken, Ariadne left the city with a secret and rebuilt her life. Five years later, she returned as a successful interior designer, only to be hired to design her ex-husband's new mansion. This time, the hatred in Xander's eyes had been replaced by regret. As long buried secrets come to light, Xander is determined to win Ariadne back. But can she forgive the man who broke her heart, or will she choose a different future? #This is Book One of the Zavion-Purple Series

Growing up to become a rejected, is nothing anyone would pray or wish to encounter. Ember, who is caught up in the deep web of rejection and unplanned love, is left in the ocean of self destruction. Now, she'd have to think about the best way to be free and leave her life. In the middle of the island, the gigantic and luxurious castle of Alpha Dino Aloysius, is located. Sources say that it is the most expensive and sophisticated home facility in the entire world. Every facility in the home, is controlled by advanced technology and robots. The center of the castle looks like a another universe of its own because of the magnificent design that surrounded it. At the north west end of the castle, a large statue of a wolf can be seen. To every other person, it was just a wolf but to Alpha Dino, it was his representation of strength and power. Each of the rooms are sound proof and designed with a colored marble. The walls are discretely painted with black and red colour ink, and also the blood of some of the people that Alpha Dino has killed in past, especially the alphas from other packs. The staff that worked inside the castle, were more than a thousand. You must literally see a maiden at every end of castle, bending down their head. The reason was that it was prohibited to make eye contact with the Alpha.

**"Is that really her?" Someone asked. "I thought the photos were edited." Another person added. "She looks even larger in person." Someone else said and then snickered “I give the marriage six months." All the while, Elara kept her gaze on the tablecloth. White silk. Perfectly ironed. She counted the tiny patterns woven into the fabric to distract herself. One. Two. Three.** Elara Hart knew marrying billionaire heir Aaron Blackwood would never be a fairytale… but she never expected to become the unwanted wife living in the shadow of another woman. Cold, powerful, and impossible to read, Aaron keeps Elara at a distance while the world watches their marriage crumble under gossip, humiliation, and the constant presence of the woman he once loved. Yet beneath Aaron’s ruthless exterior lies a broken man haunted by a past he refuses to speak about—and somehow, against all logic, Elara becomes the only person capable of reaching him. Just as their fragile relationship begins to change, a shocking scandal tears everything apart. Betrayed, heartbroken, and pushed to her limit, Elara disappears from Aaron’s life overnight. But some secrets refuse to stay buried. As Aaron searches desperately for answers, hidden truths surrounding the Blackwood family begin surfacing—truths tied to obsession, betrayal, and a tragedy from years ago that may not have been an accident after all. Now the woman Aaron once rejected may be the only person who can uncover the truth. If it doesn’t destroy them both first. Because in the world of the Blackwoods, love is dangerous… and someone is watching Elara far more closely than she realizes.

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!"

When her brother’s life is buried under a crushing gambling debt, Alina Dusk agrees to marry Dorian Vale—the ruthless black-market king feared across the underworld. The bargain is simple: her brother’s freedom in exchange for her hand. But from the moment their vows are spoken, Dorian reveals a terrifying truth—he has been watching her for years, and now she is his to cage forever. What begins as a marriage of convenience spirals into a dangerous game of obsession, secrets, and betrayal. Alina tries to run, only to discover that Dorian knows her darkest secret: the night she killed a man. Caught in his grip, she becomes both his queen and his prisoner, forced to navigate a world of blood and power where nothing is what it seems. When Alina learns her brother’s debt—and even his betrayal—were part of Dorian’s design, her world shatters. Yet, amid the manipulation, she finds herself carrying his child. As enemies close in, a spy infiltrates her trust, and a tragic miscarriage ignites a mafia war. Torn between love and hatred, freedom and chains, Alina must decide: is Dorian Vale truly her monster—or the only man who can keep her alive

Kyle Waugh wants something from Dawn. That's all. They decide to give this marriage a go for one year, and if it works out, Dawn will become the senior design editor in Kyle's parent firm and receive a fantastic divorce settlement. Kyle wants her to sleep in his bed, hold his hand at night, wear his ring on his finger at all times, and keep working for him. He also wants to convince his sceptical father that they are happily married and in love, and he's settled enough to run Waugh Industries. Dawn Brooks wants nothing more than stability and would marry a mysterious man to give her the stability she deserves. Even though she slowly learns that Kyle's heart has inbuilt cold walls, she'll do anything to keep the company job and never return to her parents. For now, she'll sleep in his bed, kiss him goodnight with a hole in her heart. Her heart may skip whenever Kyle is around, and his touch may ignite nerves that she never knew existed, but she won't actually give in to him. Would she? After all, she can be his wife if she can put her mind to it.

On the day I attend the centennial celebration of my alma mater, I encounter my first love, Victor Whitmore. After he delivers a speech as an alumni representative, he publicly presents me with a diamond ring. "Back then, you said you wanted to use your 'Wild Roses' design to make me a wedding ring. Now it's my turn to propose. Claire Webb, will you marry me?" The auditorium erupts in excitement. Everyone waits for me to nod tearfully in agreement. After all, I once pursued Victor with such passion that it shocked the entire school. However, everyone has forgotten something. Back then, I was accused of plagiarizing Emma Palmer's work for my graduation project. Victor knew the truth, yet he slandered me as the plagiarizer. At the press conference, as the brand representative, he announced that they would cease collaboration with me and called for me to be blacklisted across the industry. On the very day my reputation was ruined, I moved abroad. Now that I'm back, his close friend keeps advising me. "He's been waiting for you all these years. Even though you embarrassed him back then, you're still the one in his heart. "He even made a scene at the principal's office just to get your graduation certificate. Claire, he truly loves you."

Betrayed by the two people she trusted most—her husband and her best friend—she lost everything in a single devastating blow. Divorced, humiliated, and left with nothing but shattered dreams and burning ambition, she walks away determined to rebuild her life from the ground up. Four years later, she returns stronger than ever—powerful, successful, and the CEO of the most sought-after interior design company in the country. The woman everyone once underestimated is now completely out of reach. And suddenly, the man who signed those divorce papers so easily wants her back. Consumed by regret, he’s willing to do anything to win a second chance, proving that losing her was the biggest mistake of his life. But her heart is no longer his to claim so easily. There’s now another man in the picture—a dangerously attractive billionaire heir from Europe’s most powerful family. Cold, unreadable, and impossible to figure out, he offers her something her ex never did: a future untouched by betrayal. Caught between a remorseful ex determined to earn back her love and a mysterious billionaire who keeps pulling her closer while refusing to reveal his true feelings, she must make an impossible choice. Can a shattered heart learn to trust again… or will love betray her twice?

At the awards for the Global Jewelry Design Competition, my stepsister Sandra took the grand prize. She used the designs she stole from me. What she didn’t know was the show’s biggest sponsor: Jude Moretti. Godfather of the Moretti family. A bloodthirsty monster scarred in an explosion, a man they say can never have children. And the grand prize? Becoming the Godfather’s bride. That night, Moretti’s men, all in black, delivered a gold-trimmed marriage contract. They were here for the “genius designer.” My fiancé, Marco, panicked. He whisked Sandra off to Vegas to save her. They got married that night. With the deed done, Sandra strutted back in, wearing my silk robe. She flashed the ring on her finger and the hickies all over her neck. “Marco’s mine now,” she purred. “What are you going to do, Odessa? The Godfather’s only giving you a day. If you don’t marry him, the Family will have to appease him. That means sending you to the red-light district. Selling you to the kind of sicko who gets off on broken things.” She was wrong. I had another choice. I found my father and stepmother, both scrambling to deal with the contract. “I’ll do it,” I said. “I’ll marry the Godfather.”

As one of London's premier wedding planners, I have spent my career orchestrating "perfect moments" for others, yet I never seemed to find my own. The ballroom at Claridge's was bathed in an opulent glow for my best friend Stella's wedding. The bridal bouquet sailed over the crowd. It brushed a young woman's fingertips, bounced once, and landed squarely in my arms. In an instant, half of London's high society turned toward Ryan. "Proposal! Proposal!" the crowd chanted over the rhythmic clink of champagne flutes. "Ryan, a sign like that is rare. Looks like we should prepare for the next big party!" Ryan was nudged forward by the crowd. In his charcoal Savile Row suit, he still managed to look detached, as if the noise had nothing to do with him. As I held the flowers, the lingering scent of fresh roses filled the air. For one ridiculous second, I even wondered whether I should warn him not to crease his trousers if he knelt. But he only smiled. Then, with practised ease, he took the bouquet from my arms. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and handed it to his assistant, Emily, who was standing nearby. "She touched it first," he said, ruffling my hair with the same flawless tenderness I had endured for eight years. "Be good, Claire. Let's wait for the right time." The attention followed the flowers as they moved away. I caught the flicker of triumph in Emily's eyes and quickly looked down, tracing the intricate patterns of the carpet while forcing a perfectly poised smile. Ryan lived by schedules and efficiency, yet he never understood one simple truth: some chances, once missed, don't come with a "next time". My own wedding is next Saturday. And he has been officially struck from the guest list.