Devoted Restoration Novels & Stories

Five years ago, I lost my memory in a car accident. Eira Jones had claimed she was my beloved. She saved me, cared for me, and we naturally got married. For five years, I managed every aspect of our home for her. As I tended to her every need with unwavering devotion, I was convinced I was the happiest husband in the world. But as I was about to tidy up the study, I overheard Eira and her childhood sweetheart talking. “Eira, these past five years, Vedran Clarus has been utterly devoted to you. He just hasn’t chewed your food for you! I’m getting jealous.” Eira kissed his cheek affectionately. “Silly boy, those chores are his responsibility. I’d never let you do them.” Furious, I burst through the door and accused Reed Harris of being a shameless homewrecker. But to my shock, he showed his marriage certificate to Eira. He declared that I was the third wheel in their relationship. As we shoved each other about, my head slammed into the bookshelf, and my memories returned. Apparently, I was the sole heir to the city’s wealthiest, the Grant family. I watched as Eira ranted accusations at me, and the fair-faced, pretty boy in her arms feigned hurt. I turned and dialed my childhood sweetheart’s number. “Elena Gibson, your fiance is being bullied!”

When Miranda Forbes wakes from a stolen kiss under the cover of darkness, her world unravels. The man before her is not Fiore Ilarde, her devoted boyfriend of three years and newly minted fiancé, but Xylon Diaz—Fiore’s closest confidant and the last man she ever wanted to be near. What should have been a moment of bliss becomes a haunting betrayal that sets their lives ablaze. Fiore’s anger destroys their future, leaving Miranda’s heart fractured and her disdain for Xylon consuming her every thought. Yet, fate intervenes, forcing Miranda and Xylon into the isolation of a remote estate nestled deep in the woods. Resentment gives way to reluctant understanding, and Miranda begins to see beyond Xylon’s arrogant facade. The fiery disdain she once felt begins to transform into something she cannot control: longing. Against her better judgment, she finds herself drawn to the very man she swore to despise, craving the touch that awakened her soul. But when Fiore reappears, promising redemption and reigniting old flames, Miranda faces a harrowing choice. Torn between the man who was her first love and the one who now claims her desires, she must decide: Will she follow her heart or surrender to the untamed passion that could destroy everything she once believed in? A tale of betrayal, redemption, and the unpredictable nature of love—a story where every choice carries the weight of the soul.

"This year, there's only one spot available–and I fought hard to secure it for you. "If things don't work out with Baron Cole, I'll talk to him. You two have a strong relationship. Waiting a few years won't matter." As I stared at the application form my professor handed me, my hands would not stop trembling. In my previous life, I spent forty years married to Baron. We raised a son and a daughter. I thought that was what a complete, fulfilled life looked like. However, after he died, while sorting through his belongings, I found a box filled with letters and photographs. That was when I learned the truth–he had always loved someone else. She was his first love… and the biological daughter of the family that raised me. Back in 1984, he hid my study-abroad application, giving the opportunity to her instead. From that moment on, I became a housewife. And he devoted himself to helping the woman he loved rise–until she returned from overseas as a celebrated professor. Even my own son later turned their story into a drama, glorifying their restrained, enduring love. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I first received that application form. This time, I did not hesitate. "Professor, I'm going abroad."

The night I came of age, the vampire prince Damon couldn’t wait to drag me to his bed. He took me with a desperate, wild hunger that lasted all night long. My body ached, but my heart was full. I’d been his blood servant for ten years. I thought he was finally ready to give me the Embrace, to make me his forever. But after, as he held me and talked on the phone with my foster brother, I heard Marcus ask him in Latin, “So, Master, how did my little sister taste? You know how many men would kill to be in your place? They all think she's a goddess.” Damon's lips curled. “Not bad. A little green. Not nearly wild enough for my tastes.” Marcus laughed. “Well, she's been hopelessly devoted to you since she was a kid. Never even dated.” Then Damon’s voice lowered. “Don't tell Serena about Elena. I have to marry a noble vampire like her in the end, and I don't want her upset.” “A little human like Elena… she's just good for practice.” But Damon didn't know I'd secretly learned Latin just to feel worthy of him. Hearing that, I didn't say a word. I just quietly changed my college application from the University of New Orleans to my dream school, University of Oxford.

Perfect Luna. Devoted wife. Dead woman walking. Ciara O'Callahan thought she had it all. A divine mate bond with the powerful Alpha Ronan O'Donoghue, a beautiful daughter, and the respect of her pack. Until the night she discovers her husband's dark secret: he shares more than just blood with his twin brother Ewan. Much more. But uncovering the truth comes at a deadly price. Betrayed and murdered by her own mother-in-law to protect the brothers' twisted bond, Ciara's last desperate wish echoes through the veil between life and death... And something answers. Now seventeen again, blessed with a second chance at life, Ciara faces an impossible choice. Submit to the sacred mate bond that would lead her back to Ronan? Or defy the very foundations of wolf society and forge her own destiny? This time, she refuses to be a pawn in fate’s cruel game. She will not walk blindly into a future paved with deceit. And when she crosses paths with Darragh Byrne, the mysterious and battle-scarred Alpha of the Moonveil Pack, the gods themselves seem to stir. Darragh is everything Ronan is not. Calculating, unpredictable, and entirely uninterested in a mate bond. Yet when his sharp golden eyes meet hers, something shifts in the air. A force just as powerful as destiny itself. Some say you can't fight fate, Ciara’s about to prove them wrong.

Elena Monroe devoted her life to her husband and son, pouring every ounce of love into their little family. But love wasn’t enough. The man she cherished sought comfort elsewhere, and the child she raised with all her heart wished for a different mother. The ultimate betrayal came when her son innocently declared, “The three of us look more like a family than with my mommy.” That day, Elena’s world shattered. But she didn’t beg. She didn’t fight. She simply walked away—leaving behind her past, her marriage, and even her child. With ruthless determination, she buried her pain and focused on building an empire. The woman everyone underestimated rose from the ashes, amassing a fortune of over 100 billion. Now, she’s untouchable—adored by the media, respected by rivals, and worshipped by a man who sees her worth. But fate isn’t done playing games. Her ex-husband, drowning in regret, wants her back. Her son, now desperate for her love, longs for the mother he once pushed away. Yet, Elena is no longer the woman who once pleaded for their love. This time, they are the ones begging—while she stands beside a man who would rather burn the world than let her go. They lost her once. They won’t get a second chance.

Once a powerful heir, admired for his wealth, charm, and success, he had everything anyone could dream of until a tragic car accident changed everything. Now, confined to a wheelchair, he’s no longer the man people once adored. Instead, he’s a target for mockery, a fallen CEO who is left in the shadows, abandoned by those who once worshipped him. She, the neglected daughter of her family, has spent her life in the shadows, overshadowed by her perfect sister. Her family’s indifference fuels her determination to escape, and a chance contract marriage becomes her way out. Neither family cares about their opinion; this marriage is simply a means to an end. In a dimly lit room, the disabled CEO glares at her, "What do you want from me, woman?" She crouches beside him, her gaze focused on his injured legs. "Do you know your legs can be healed?" Unbeknownst to him, she is not just his wife, she is his redemption. With her help, his body heals, his confidence returns, and his rise to power begins anew. As the world watches in disbelief, the disabled CEO becomes the man they thought they had lost forever. Women once again chase after him, but there’s one thing they don’t know he is already devoted to his wife, the woman who stood by him through it all. "Sweetheart, meeting you was my greatest fortune," he whispers, gazing at her with love and gratitude.

Five years ago, Celine Russo ran from New York and never looked back after her boyfriend, Salvatore Moretti, destroyed her family’s empire and sent her father to prison. He tried to explain but she refused to listen. With her stepsister’s voice in her ear and betrayal in her chest, Celine disappeared from his life forever. One month later, she discovered she was pregnant with his child. Now, years later, her daughter is dying. A congenital heart defect. A donor heart waiting. Three weeks to raise millions she doesn’t have. Desperate and out of options, Celine returns to the one man she swore never to see again. The man who ruined her family. The father of her child who doesn’t know she exists. Salvatore agrees to pay for the surgery, but on one condition. For six months, Celine will become his fiancée. Living in his home. Wearing his ring. Playing the role of the devoted future wife in public to secure a powerful alliance with a rival mafia family. But as old wounds reopen and dangerous truths surface, Celine learns that the story she believed for five years was built on lies. Her father’s betrayal runs deeper than she ever imagined, and the man she hated may have been the only one trying to save her. Now the past is catching up with them. And this time, it’s not just her life on the line.

Everyone knew I’d do anything for Lucius Falcone. I was his shadow, his most devoted follower… or, to be blunt, his lapdog. For three years, I trailed after him, indulging his every mafia-heir whim. When he went street racing at midnight, I was in the passenger seat, even when I was burning up with a 104-degree fever. When he was screwing some other woman, he’d call me to bring toys, and I’d show up, no questions asked. Finally, Lucius started to soften. Just when everyone thought I was about to finally get what I’d been working for… At the party celebrating his taking over as Don of the Falcone family, he showed up with some bombshell on his arm. He gave me a bored look and said, "You're dull in bed. Tina, on the other hand, knows how to get me off." The whole room was waiting for me to break down. Instead, I just gave a small smile. "Then congratulations to you both." Then I turned, walked out, and got on a plane to Paris. Lucius was already making bets that I’d come crawling back within three days. What he didn't know was that his mother had paid me five million dollars to do it all. The contract was up. The money was in my account. I was finally free to leave him and to finally chase my own dream in Paris.

For two years, he watched her. Now, he’ll take her. All Elara Vance wants is a simple life: work, and volunteer at the orphanage that was her only home. She is light, kindness, and hope unaware of the dark eyes tracing her every move. Kieran Thorne isn't a man; he's a king. The ruthless head of the Thorne Syndicate, he deals in blood and absolute control. When he sees Elara, he doesn't see a woman. He sees a possession. A light to balance his darkness. After two years of meticulous planning, he steals her from her world and delivers his decree: she will be his wife. Trapped in a gilded penthouse prison, Elara’s spirit is her last weapon. But Kieran’s obsession is a brutal education. His touch is both punishment and worship, his mantra a dark whisper: "You are mine." As Elara plots her escape, a more dangerous threat emerges. Vera Volkov, heiress to a rival syndicate and Kieran’s obsessively devoted would-be queen, sees Elara as a stain to be erased. She will burn down Kieran’s world to get rid of the competition. Caught between a captor who kills to keep her and a rival who will die to replace her, Elara must make a choice. Will she break under the weight of a love built on possession? Or will she learn to wield the thorns of his obsession… and become the queen of the very darkness that sought to own her?