Novel & Cerita Does Jinshi Know The Emperor Is His Father

Three years of marriage, and it all ends with two words. Sign it. He didn’t even look up when he said it. Just slid the papers across the table like I was another business deal to close. We weren’t supposed to fall in love it started as a contract, something practical, something safe. But feelings have a way of growing where they shouldn’t. For a while, I thought he cared. The quiet moments, the small things he remembered my favorite song, how I take my tea, the way I hate the rain. I thought they meant something. Turns out, they did. Just not for me. Every gesture, every soft word, was borrowed from a memory. From her. The woman who had him first. The one who left. The one who’s now back. So I signed. I smiled. I walked away. Not because I wanted to but because I had to. He doesn’t chase me. Not yet. But I can feel it the weight of everything unsaid still hanging in the air between us. Maybe he’ll realize what he’s lost. Maybe he won’t. Either way, this time, I’m not waiting around to find out.

Olivia Parker, after she was forced on by an unknown man at the hospital where her sick father was just proclaimed dead, finds herself pregnant a month later. Left with no other choice than to keep the pregnancy, she drops out of school at the age of 18. Six years later.. Olivia's son grew up to be the exact replica of her new boss.. Damien Sterling! "Who is his father?!" His voice echoed multiple times into her ears. "I don't have one, talk to my mummy with respect!"

Warning: This book is for fearless readers only. If you can’t handle heat, knotting, breeding, obsession, or two Alphas who would kill to claim what’s theirs… turn back now. I mean it. Because once you step into this story, there’s no way out. Not without scars. Not without shaking. Not without wanting more. I went into heat for the first time on campus. He found me. He pinned me down. He dragged his tongue up my thighs and told me I belonged to him. Then his father walked in. He didn’t stop us. He didn’t speak. He didn’t blink. He watched. He growled. And he wanted me next. Now I can’t forget what they did to me. One held my hips. The other held my throat. They made me fall apart until I couldn’t remember who I was before them. They are both Alphas. They are both my mates. And they both left their mark. But I only get to keep one. So tell me… How do you choose between the man who claimed you first. And the one who made you beg? Read at your own risk. Don’t say I didn’t warn you when your heart races… and your thighs won’t stop clenching. Welcome to the heat. See you on the other side.

“Damn it, Viola! Do you even hear yourself? You’re miserable, and you’re pretending it’s normal!” Logan says, clenching his fists beside him. I drag in a shaky breath. “What do you want me to do, Logan? Just leave my marriage?” “Yes!” I freeze. He steps closer. “Leave. And let me love you the way you deserve.” *** She thought heartbreak was the worst thing he could do to her. Then he came back. Three years ago, Logan Reynolds chose ambition over love, leaving Viola McCoy behind—and breaking her heart in the process. Determined to move on, she made a choice—one that led her into the arms of Julian Cruz, a man who vowed to love her but only saw her as a means to an end. Now, trapped in a loveless marriage, Viola endures the whispers, the neglect, and the bruises she hides beneath designer sleeves. But when Logan returns as the new CEO of Reynolds Publishing—her boss—Viola’s carefully constructed world begins to crack. He sees through her forced smiles and polite lies. He soon realizes the woman he left behind is still fighting to be heard. Logan is determined to save her. Viola? She’s certain she can’t be saved. But in the middle of stolen glances, midnight confessions, and the words they can’t say out loud, one question remains: Can love be rewritten, or are some stories doomed to end the same way twice?

Name: My Husband’s Father Khira had the perfect plan for her one-year anniversary: surprise her billionaire husband, Alex Blackwell, and finally start their life together. But the surprise was on her. Instead of a romantic reunion, she walked in on a nightmare and watched in horror as he doused her in petrol and left her to burn alive. Khira should have died that night. But a monster saved her. Adrian Blackwell is a dangerous, scarred criminal with a lethal reputation and a vendetta of his own. He isn't just the stranger who pulled Khira from the fire, he is Alex’s father. The man who raised Alex, built the empire Alex stole, and was framed by his own son for a crime he didn’t commit. Now, Adrian has given Khira a choice: die as a victim, or be reborn as a weapon. With a surgically altered face and a new identity, Khira returns to the world of the living on the arm of the most dangerous man in the city. Her mission is simple: seduce her husband, destroy his life, and help Adrian reclaim his throne. But as the lines between fake seduction and real desire blur, Khira realizes the most dangerous part of the plan isn't the revenge... it’s falling for the man she’s supposed to call "Father-In-Law"

Tiffany Moore thought her biggest worry was college applications—until a DNA test changed everything. Raised by loving human parents who never knew her true nature, she discovers at seventeen that she's the forbidden heir to two rival werewolf packs, born from a union that was supposed to end in her death. When mysterious strangers appear claiming to be her half-siblings, Tiffany is thrust into a supernatural world of pack politics and ancient feuds. But the biggest shock comes when she meets Clint Harrison—the Alpha heir whose green eyes make her feel complete in ways she can't understand. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, Tiffany's dormant wolf begins to surface, bringing painful transformations and deadly attention from rogue packs who want to claim her powerful bloodline. When rogues attack, she's forced to shift for the first time, discovering she's more than just a dual-bloodline heir—she's Clint's fated mate, destined to unite three major packs. But someone orchestrated her disappearance as a baby, and they're not finished with their schemes. With her adoptive parents caught in supernatural politics they don't understand and her birth families making competing claims on her loyalty, Tiffany must navigate mate bonds, pack hierarchies, and her own emerging Luna powers. Can she accept her destiny as the key to ending a generational war, or will the forces that tried to destroy her as an infant finally succeed? This story is ongoing.

He was the weakest omega in the Red Moon Pack, mocked, despised, and left to endure every cruelty silently. But what the pack didn’t know was that he was the strongest wolf of all—a wolf blessed by the Luna Goddess herself. His mother’s dying warning echoed in his mind: never reveal his true power, or it would invite mortal danger. For years, he suffered in silence within the pack, hiding his strength beneath a mask of weakness. Until the enigmatic Lycan King appeared—a man whose eyes held storms, whose presence commanded the wild, and whose touch awakened instincts long buried. The night the king claimed him, the omega’s life shifted irreversibly, igniting a dark, intoxicating bond that neither could resist. Secrets would unravel, loyalties would be tested, and love would burn amidst danger, betrayal, and the shadows of the Red Moon Pack. In the end, only one truth would matter: he belonged to the Lycan King.

For three years, Evelyn lived a lie wrapped in luxury. Her marriage to the cold and powerful Lucian Blackwood was supposed to be a mere business arrangement—a thirty-six-month contract to save her family from ruin. But as the days turned into years, the lines between duty and desire blurred. Evelyn fell for the man who remembered her favorite meals, protected her from the cold, and ensured her medicine was always at hand. She believed that beneath his obsidian gaze, a real heart had begun to beat for her. The illusion shatters on the night of their third anniversary at the Blackwood Estate. With the stroke of midnight and the smell of acrid smoke, Lucian presents her with the Decree of Divorce. The crushing truth is revealed: every gesture of affection, every moment of "domestic bliss," was never about Evelyn. It was a lingering habit from his past with Sarah, his first love who has finally returned to the city. Evelyn wasn't a wife; she was a rehearsal.

All her life, Evangeline knew only one thing: pain. Born from her father’s affair, a living reminder of a mistake, she grew up as a ghost in her own house. Unwanted. Useful only when the cameras were on. Never when love was needed. Then one morning, everything shifted. “Roman De Luca wants to marry your sister. He is too dangerous for her. So you will take her place.” A decision, not a question. And in that moment, Eva finally understood: this wasn’t about protecting her sister. It was the easiest way to erase her. On the day of the wedding, she is pushed forward like someone disposable. A stand-in. Roman De Luca, the feared mafia heir, was known for rage, for cold judgment, for destroying anyone who lied to him. So Eva walks down the aisle with trembling hands, waiting for the moment he exposes her and ends her. But when he lifts her veil, he doesn’t look furious. He looks like a man finally breathing. “I always knew it would be you,” he whispers, his voice breaking. “This was the only way I could have you.” Eva shakes, stunned. “I thought you wanted my sister.” He touches her like she’s something fragile, something rare. “You said it yourself,” he murmurs. “Whatever you have, your sister gets snatched from you. And whatever your sister hates gets dumped on you.” His thumb brushes her cheek, slow, reverent. “So to have you, my queen, I willingly let myself get dumped.”

“He’s not yours,” I said, each word slicing through him like glass. Valentine stared at me, stunned, like I’d slapped him. Maybe I should’ve. That would’ve been easier than this. I thought I’d buried the past the day I ran—pregnant, heartbroken, and alone. Valentine Hale was the love of my life… until he shattered it. He never knew I was carrying his child. He never tried to find me. I raised our son alone. But fate doesn’t forget. Now I’m back in the one place I swore I’d never return to. And Valentine? He’s here. He’s looking at me like he still feels it. Valentine- She was human. Off-limits. But I touched her anyway. Loved her. Marked her. Then I walked away before the pack could find out. Before I destroyed us both. But now, Vivian’s back—with a kid who smells like me. But now I bear a secret, a curse from my father the previous alpha and I cannot risk their lives. I need to protect them. I need them. I feel it in my blood. He’s mine. She’s mine. They both always were.