Doll X Thad Novels & Stories

My back hits the cold glass of the penthouse window, the city glittering a thousand feet below us. Sebastian’s hand is at my throat—not tight enough to hurt, but enough to remind me who I belong to. “You were talking to him,” he says, voice low, dangerous. His other hand is braced beside my head, caging me in. “You smiled.” “It was just—” “Don’t lie to me, Ocean.” His thumb brushes the hollow of my throat, and my pulse jumps so hard he feels it. “You’re mine. Every glance. Every breath. Every inch of you.” I should be furious. I should tell him I’m not his property. But then his mouth is on mine—rough, consuming, tasting like the whiskey he hasn’t let go of since the gala. I moan before I can stop myself. That’s all the permission he needs. His hand slides to my waist, fingers digging in as if he’s afraid I’ll vanish. The heat between us ignites like dry kindling. It’s dangerous. It’s too much. It’s everything. When he finally pulls back, his eyes are dark enough to drown in. “One year,” he murmurs. “That was the deal. But you… you’re making me want forever.” And in that moment, I know the worst truth of all— If Sebastian Velez decides to keep me, I won’t even try to run.

In a world where girls of my age crush over guys their age, I chose to love my handsome billionaire uncle blindly. You can judge me if you want, I don't give a fuck anyways. After anticipating his return for almost two years, he returned with some woman, whom he called his fiancée. No… that's something I wouldn't take, he is mine, always has been and always would be. Watch me go great lengths and even milestones to get my uncle to fall in love with me. They might call it childishness but I call it unwavering persistence to get the one I love.

lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd like to forget to get a book out of my locker, so I went to go quickly and went to get it. I was leaning against the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door. When warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move" being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hands backward. I hear a grunt and turn to find the person hunched over as they hold part of their face "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. and then he looked up. the first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. it looked so smooth, and 1 almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering It was him. Six. He is the most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook.

S.I.X. Also spelled SIX, or simply the number 6. With over eight billion people in the world, seven of those eight reckon with the name S.I.X. To the oblivious masses, it’s just a name. To the fairly informed, it’s a jinx, bringing destruction. To the cops and government, it’s their nemesis. And to the Mafia world, it’s the legacy of a legend. * Ten years in the Italian ‘La Fratellanza’ Mafia family, SIX has harbored a fervent urge to hang up his boots and leave the dark world he has grown to love. But he, more than anyone else, knows the rules: the brotherhood is forever, and the only way out is in a body bag. With much appeal, he is cut some slack and given one condition - protect the Rodriguez heiress until she finally gets wedded to the Capo of the La Fratellanza family. Frustrated, SIX unwinds at a bar and ends up in bed with a mysterious vixen. The next morning, he takes the first flight to NYC to begin his assignment. But there she is, in the arms of the Capo, and he finally learns her real name - Arabella Rodriguez, fiancée to the Capo, heiress to the Rodriguez empire... and his fucking one-night stand. A bloody twist! But the beginning of a catastrophe in his quest to leave the dark world.

Thaddeus , a suave, street-smart Private Eye with a nose for trouble and eyes for hot women. Business is slow at first, but things kick up when he gets hired to find a rich widow, Constance Loftus's missing nine year son. Thaddeus is at first reluctant to take the job, but seeing the woman's hurt after she had only recently laid her husband to rest, decides to take up the job. It doesn't take long before he starts stumbling on some family secrets that if brought to light might end up dooming Constance. Thaddeus realises he has more work to do now, which involves protecting the rich widow from the villain in her family that is trying to ruin her husband's name.

The room is dimly lit, the air is filled with the smell of sex and alcohol; the guy laying next to the girl is panting heavily. She on the other hand is laying next to him, all curled up; soft whimpers are coming out of her lips. The guy wraps his muscular arms around her waist and pushes her a little away from him. She opens her eyes halfway through and stares at the guy, his hair sticking to his forehead due to the sweat; his dark brown eyes are closed. His sharp features are glistening, when the little rays of the sun hits his face that is coming in through the window. Forwarding her hand, she caresses his thin lower lip with her index finger and closes her eyes. "Get out." He says in a harsh tone from beside her. Her eyes flutter open completely hearing his harsh words; she always thinks why he acts so badly with her? Retracting her hand back to herself she sits up, her lower belly aches in the bitter sweet pain. A groan comes out of her mouth and her hands go straight to on top of her lower belly, to caress it. His clothes and hers are scattered around on the floor. The entire room is a mess, the bed sheet is all crinkled; pillows are off the bed.

I never wanted wealth, power, or the responsibility that goes with it. Making a difference by fighting fires was my dream. That and a pretty girl to love at night. But life didn’t ask me. After struggling through the business world, I finally have a chance to return home to chase my dreams. The girl next door, my best friend’s little sister, was there waiting. And she's all grown up. But she’s not too thrilled to see me back. But I’ll change that. I can’t help but fight for what I know we could be, no matter what it costs me. When I finally start to melt her heart, life calls me back to the city, back to the grind thanks to tragedy. It’s her or my future, and I have no choice in the matter. My father’s company is my only legacy, or is it? A little life is growing inside of her, and that changes the game. My self sacrifice doesn't seem so damn important anymore. I might have been forced into becoming a billion dollar man, but I’ll always be a small town guy at heart. And that pretty girl that stole my heart all those years ago? She's gonna be mine. Like she always has been.

Isabella and her family have made a life out of being scam artists, they have been getting away with it, until they decided to scam the most powerful man in the city. The plan falls apart when she falls for her mark.

Grace Monroe was a supermodel who walked away from the runway to build something real… her own sustainable fashion line. When billionaire hedge fund manager Carter Vaughn pursued her relentlessly, she believed she'd found a partner who saw beyond her face. Three years into their marriage, she discovers sex videos of Carter with multiple women, including her former best friend Stella. But the real devastation comes when she finds a contract: Carter married her as part of a bet with his elite boys' club… the first to stay married to a "perfect 10" for three years wins fifty million dollars. She was never a wife. She was a wager. Grace takes the scorched-earth divorce settlement and disappears. What Carter doesn't know: she's pregnant with twins. Grace returns as the founder of GRACE, a feminist fashion empire built on her viral campaign exposing "trophy culture." She's on magazine covers with her twin boys, August and James, refusing to name their father. She's wealthy, powerful, and untouchable. Carter's reputation is destroyed, his boys' club dissolved in scandal, and his fortune is crumbling from boycotts and bad investments. But when Carter discovers the twins are his… through a morally questionable secret DNA test—everything changes. He's not the man who made that bet anymore. Prison time for securities fraud, the loss of everything he valued, and watching Grace become the woman he prevented her from being has broken and rebuilt him. Now he wants his family back. Can a man who treated her as a commodity learn to truly love? Can she risk her sons' hearts on the father who didn't know they existed? And when Carter's former friends try to destroy Grace's empire to punish Carter, will she let him fight beside her or will she prove she never needed saving?

For twelve years, Sophia Banner has worked tirelessly to keep her family's farm from foreclosure. Every payment is a small victory, until her sister, Daphne drains the money for a modeling opportunity that turns out to be a scam. Daphne isn't sorry. The bank doesn't care. And Sophia is out of time. Her solution arrives in tailored suits and effortless charm. Andrew Ashford—her witty, rich-as-hell employer, the man she delivers groceries to weekly. And… the man her sister, Daphne has been infatuated with for years. He's also the man whose eight-year-old nephew she tutors. When a medical diagnosis rattles Andrew's carefully managed life and sets his volatile family on edge, he decides appearances need fixing. What he needs is a fiancée. What he offers is one million dollars for one year. The money would save Sophia's farm outright. And the image of a diamond on her finger, of Daphne forced to watch—sharpens the temptation to a dangerous edge. Sophia agrees. She steps into Andrew's world of obscene wealth, jealous socialites, and an overbearing chaotic family that treats appearances like currency. Fake kisses are expected. Convincing smiles are mandatory. The problem is, Andrew plays his role too well—and the reasons behind this engagement begin to feel far from innocent. Because Andrew Ashford didn't choose Sophia at random. One year. One million dollars. And a lie that's starting to feel dangerously real.