Desperately Novels & Stories

On our engagement day, my fiancee, Lucille Perry, had her childhood best friend, Derek Miller, show up with a box of handmade cookies as a gift. Out of basic courtesy, I picked one up and took a bite. Derek and a few of his buddies burst out laughing. "This mama's boy can't even recognize his own mother's ashes!" My stomach churned violently. Shocked and furious, I lunged at him to throw a punch, but Lucille desperately held me back. Derek looked at me smugly and grinned. "Since you already ate it, why don't you tell everyone how your mom tastes?" I was so angry that I kicked him right in the face. However, Lucille turned around and slapped me hard across the cheek. "Spencer Bourdain, is this really necessary? Can't you take a joke? Eating a little bit of ashes won't kill you. Look at how petty you're being!" My heart went completely numb. I quietly pulled out my phone and sent a message to a certain number. [The wedding reception is ready. All we need now is you, the bride-to-be.]

In my previous life, I was betrothed to my childhood sweetheart, Zachary York, yet he fell for our junior, Tracy Graham, and planned to elope with her. I told his parents of their plan and asked for canceling our engagement. Yet, under their "persuasion", I lay with Zachary while he was unconscious from the drug's effects. That very night, Tracy, who had waited for him at the station, was murdered by a vagrant. I thought Zachary would rage against me. However, he merely said everyone was tied to their own destiny. He even proposed marriage to me at once. I was ecstatic, but on the night I had longed for most, he shoved me into a room filled with men. I begged him desperately to let me go, but his face twisted with hatred. "You should taste the suffering that Trace endured. If not for your jealousy, she would be my bride now!" In the end, I was brutalized to death. Because of Zachary, I was marked as the vilest woman in Riveria, denied even a shred of honor after death. Reborn, I wake to find myself on the very day of their planned elopement. This time, I'm not exposing their plan to elope. I'll even lend them a helping hand.

On the day I vomit blood while eating on a livestream, I rise to the top in the platform streamer rankings. My older brother, Julian Everhart, bursts into my room, kicks over my streaming equipment, and violently shoves me to the floor. My fiance, Dominic Pierce, tells everyone on the livestream that I'm just trying to attract attention and rake up the views by faking my illness. In an instant, I get cyberbullied by everyone. The Internet users keep leaving malicious comments and cursing me to die. All of my photos are crossed out. Someone even dumps silver acid onto my front door. What everyone doesn't know is that I will die in three days because of Wolf Soul Deterioration. On the day I die, I start the livestream for the final time. Tens of millions of viewers rush into my stream instantly and begin cursing me out for my lack of morality. They bash me for faking my illness just to gain popularity and attract attention. But the next thing they know, my heart monitor flatlines right away. Everyone begins panicking instantly. Julian and Dominic shift into their wolf forms instantly and rush toward the hospital desperately begging me not to die.

I was nine months pregnant when a man ambushed me, dragging me to the rooftop and repeatedly stabbing me. He had a grudge against my husband for replacing him. Meanwhile, my husband, a rescue team leader, was frantically coordinating efforts to stop his depressed ex-lover from burning down a rental apartment. I never called for his help. In a previous life, I had desperately called him, and he had abandoned his ex-lover to rush to my side. As a result, my child and I survived the attack, but his ex-lover perished in the fire she ignited. My husband seemed unfazed, even booking a VIP delivery room for me. Yet, on the day I was to give birth, he bound me and brutally stabbed our newborn multiple times. "You were in on this plot, weren't you?" he snarled. "Those wounds? They're nothing! You weren't even close to dying!" "Oh, you like being stabbed so much? I'll give you exactly what you want!" Suddenly, I found myself back on the day of the kidnapping. This time, I decided to let him go save his precious ex-lover.

They started with a fling. Valerie met Ezekiel in New York while finishing her studies. And their first meeting begins with an intimate connection that becomes their addiction. Pero biglang humiling ang binata ng higit pa sa isang sexual relationship. Gusto siya nitong pakasalan. Kung kailan nahuhulog na ang loob niya sa binata ay bigla namang namatay ang kakambal niya’ng si Vanessa, na sana’y ikakasal na sa anak ng business partner ng kanilang ama. Obligado siyang akuin ang responsibilidad at gamitin ang identity ng kapatid upang isalba ang kanilang negosyo. She sacrifices her feelings towards Ezekiel and marries Edmund Villareal using her sister’s identity. At sa gabi ng wedding party ay biglang sumulpot si Ezekiel, na pinakilalang nakababatang kapatid ni Edmund sa ama. His appearance started disastrous stress in her life, especially when he desperately won her attention, reminding her how she became obsessed with him. How could she avoid the conflict when her body and heart seemed devoted to Ezekiel?

Sloane Madden has spent her entire life fixing her twin sister's mistakes while remaining invisible for all the right reasons. When her reckless sister disappears forty-eight hours before a high-profile wedding, Sloane is forced to walk down the aisle in her place or lose the only home her family has left and the medical care her younger brother desperately needs. Declan Shaw, billionaire CEO of Shaw Industries, notices immediately that the woman standing beside him is not the one he proposed to. He marries her anyway. Their marriage is supposed to be temporary. Three months. Public appearances. Separate rooms. No emotions. But Sloane becomes dangerously good at solving Declan's problems, protecting his empire, and seeing parts of him no one else can reach. Then he humiliates her in front of the entire world. And this time, Sloane doesn't stay. She disappears with a secret that could destroy everything Declan thought he controlled. Years later, the woman he underestimated walks back into his life more powerful than he remembers and far less willing to forgive. The question is: what happens when a man realizes he destroyed the only woman he was never supposed to lose?

'You either break or they break you.' Hailey Young is supposed to be loved as she was an Alpha's daughter, but the truth is she was cursed since the day she was born a twin. Considered useless because she wasn't like her older twin, she was constantly bullied and mistreated by everyone, thus desperately wanting to find her mate to escape. On her 18th birthday, her world shatters when her mate turns out to be her sister's boyfriend who despises her even more. Rejected and heartbroken, she decides to end it all, but on her last breath, light flashes in the sky and three months later, she comes back to the same Pack a completely different woman. The biggest difference is now there are 3 mates waiting for her - her sister's boyfriend, his younger brother, and the Lycan King himself. Rejected once, but wanted thrice, Hailey will have to make a choice but it will prove to be difficult when King Hunter Beowulf is hellbent on bringing her back to his Kingdom. Six months, he said. Stay with him for six months and if she doesn't fall for him, he'll let her go. Can she do it? (Rated 18+ for explicit content.)

Young widow and billionaire Devonne Marchetti, with a life full of many mysteries, secrets and pain, comes to a shocking realization that there is such a thing as the supernatural. Her life quickly became that of a rollercoaster, only it was going down and breaking her more and more the farther down it goes. Everything became so different from the ‘brutal and efficient’ principle and lifestyle she had just begun to get accustomed to. When the demons of her past comes back wanting her blood spilled, will she lay broken and let them end it all? Or will she take those broken, jagged pieces and fight to protect all that she suffered to build? Which is better? Holding on or letting go? Arian Oswald, silver haired and amber eyed, watches his pathetic looking mate strut in her office day in, day out, or in her excuse of an apartment. It’s disappointing that a billionaire such as herself would settle for something so simple, he wished desperately for it not to be her, but he of all people knew better than to reject her. Would he damn the consequences and cast her aside? Or would he accept his fate and run with it? Find out in this book, a mix of love, pure hatred, sizzling romance and vengeance.

Due to my outstanding work performance, my boss grants me special permission to have flexible working hours. I am out until very late last night meeting a client, and I have only been asleep for a while when a call from my colleague wakes me up. "It's already 9:30 am! Why are you late again today?" I explain to her patiently that I worked overtime last night to finalize things with a client and have them sign the contract, so I won't be going into the office in the morning. My colleague snickers. "You'd better not think that you can skip work whenever you like just because you've achieved top sales in our department. "Today is our boss' son, Mr. Hammond's first day in the office. He might just tell you to pack your things and leave if you were to upset him in any way!" Despite the splitting headache I'm having, I try to recall it in my head. Alex Hammond, the man she's just mentioned, sounds very much like that fiance of mine, who desperately wants to tie the knot with me.

My daughter was violated and killed, yet her death was ruled a suicide. After seven failed appeals, I kidnapped the chief prosecutor’s daughter. I tied the chief prosecutor’s daughter to an autopsy table and publicly addressed the prosecutor’s office in a live stream. “I performed the autopsy myself. My daughter didn’t kill herself. She was murdered. “I’ll give you seven chances. Release the actual evidence and name the murderer publicly. Each time a chance runs out, I’ll remove one of her body parts.” The chief prosecutor and his wife knelt on the floor. They begged me desperately to spare their daughter. “The evidence proves your daughter took her own life. Stop this madness now and let my daughter go. She’s innocent.” Viewers in the live stream called me insane. They said I had lost my mind with grief and was taking it out on an innocent person. I ignored their contempt. With a sneer, I picked up a scalpel and pressed it against the judge’s daughter’s abdomen. “The clock is ticking. Hurry up and reveal the true murderer now.” I knew perfectly well the real murderer was watching the stream at that very moment.