East Milton Square Novels & Stories

I always thought getting accepted into Elite Order Academy would finally make my family proud. Perhaps then they would stop controlling my every move. Maybe my brothers would stop resenting me. Perhaps I wouldn’t feel so invisible anymore. No one believed I could do it—not even my mate, Alpha Jaxon Trevane. The night I planned to tell him... I found him tangled in bed with my best friend. Heartbroken and humiliated, I left everything behind and went to Elite alone. But the academy isn’t the fairytale I dreamed about. Beneath the grand halls and traditions, a brutal game is being played. The four ruling Alphas of the North, South, East, and West fight for power, dominance... and now, for me. A virgin. Untouched. Unclaimed. The prize they all want. There’s the mate who shattered my heart and swears he’ll win me back. The brilliant strategist who wants me as his Luna. The dangerous playboy who promises no one will ever touch me but him. And the cold, possessive Alpha who watches from the shadows—and would destroy anyone who dares to take me from him. But in a place where love is a battlefield and lust is a weapon, falling in love might be the most dangerous thing I ever do. Welcome to Elite Order Academy—where every desire has a price, and my body is the ultimate trophy.

Ever had your world revolve around a man? ******* "Get off me" I furrow my brows "Wha....?" "Get off me damn it!" He yelled. I quickly get off him. He stand on his feet, put on his trousers and shirt. "Wh....where are you going?" "Going to get myself a better pussy. Yours sucks" A sharp pain crossed my chest. I feel my eyes tear up as I watch him head towards the door. "I want my fucking food ready before i get back" The last thing he said before slamming the door. ****** Cora Davidson is a simple, naive and timid nineteen year old girl. She has her world revolved around her abusive and disrespectful boyfriend, Hunter Phillips. They both live together, she cooks and clean after him without hesitation mainly because she has so much fear and respect for him. She also loves to cook. It is her dream to become a chef someday but her boyfriend called it a lame dream. Despite all her friend's advice to leave him, she continues sticking with him until she is taken as a payment for a debt her boyfriend owe. A debt he owes Alessandro 'East' Gonzalez, a very very dangerous mafia leader. Will Cora ever come out of it? Will her boyfriend even think of coming for her? Or will she remain a COLLATERAL?

I am the young lady of the vampire house of Kaelaris. Having reached marriageable age, I chose, from a stack of portraits, the eldest son of the human family Norefax. My family indulged my preference and arranged our engagement, awaiting the day of my wedding. I do not drink red wine, but for the sake of human ceremony, I secretly went out—without telling my family—to select a rare century-aged vintage, intending to prepare it for the engagement ritual. The woman beside me glanced at the cabinet I had pointed to and immediately instructed the sales associate, “That bottle looks quite fine. Let me have a look.” Without hesitation, the associate rudely brushed me aside and handed the bottle straight to her. A chill entered my gaze as I spoke, “There is an order to everything. I selected that bottle first. What you’re doing is hardly proper.” She looked me up and down with open disdain and let out a mocking laugh. “This bottle costs sixteen thousand six hundred dollars. Dressed like that, I doubt you even qualify to smell it.” “I am Ethan Norefax’s stepmother. In New York’s Upper East Side, so-called ‘rules’ have always been decided by the Norefax family.” What a coincidence—Ethan was precisely my fiancé, and the very reason I wanted to buy that bottle. I dialed his number at once and said evenly, “Your stepmother has taken the bottle of wine I reserved for our engagement. How do you intend to handle this?”

For six years, I was the perfect wife. I ironed the linen. I cut the roses. I swallowed every humiliation with a smile. And told myself that patience was the same thing as strength. I was wrong. When my husband sat me down at my own dinner table and ordered me to apologize to his mistress—The woman he had been choosing over me, openly, for years—something inside me didn't Break. It crystallized. I picked up my bag. I walked out into the Detroit Cold. And three blocks later, standing under a streetlamp on East Jefferson, I made a phone call that shattered everything I thought I knew about myself. My name is not what he called me. I am not the powerless orphan he laughed at as I walked out his door. I am not the woman with nowhere to go and no one waiting for her. I am Serena Caldwell—lost daughter of a billionaire empire, heiress to legacy twenty years in the making. And the last woman my husband ever should have humiliated at her own table. He thought discarding me was the easiest thing he had ever done. He had no idea it was the last mistake he would ever make. I spent six years being invisible. Now I am coming back—not as the broken wife he betrayed, but as the woman who will dismantle everything he built, brick by brick, until there is nothing left but the echo of his own arrogance. He wanted me gone. He has no idea what gone look like yet.

When I was seven, Victor Medici took me off the streets of Brooklyn. From that moment on, I became a blade hidden in the shadows of the Medici family. The Medici family was one of the five major mafia families in New York City, and Victor was the family’s Don. By fifteen, I had learned how to handle a gun and a knife. I could carry out the family’s “clean-up” orders with precision. By eighteen, I led a team that wiped out three weapons hubs belonging to the rival Rina mafia family, securing the East Side territory for Victor. At twenty-one, during a hearing, I took the fall for Victor’s crimes. In the end, I was sentenced to three years in prison. The day I got out, he took me straight to Las Vegas to get married. With his own hands, he slipped a ruby ring onto my finger—a symbol of the Donna. Under the witness’s gaze, he kissed me, his voice almost reverent. “Rachel, I love you. You’re my only weakness.” Then, he pulled out a stamped and signed contract from his suit pocket. “This is my wedding gift to you. If I ever betray you, my power, my status, and my wealth will be transferred into your name, and I’ll walk away with nothing.” After a pause, he gave a sly smile and added, “But that day will never come. Because I’ll always love you.” I took the contract, so happy that I felt like I might cry, but that happiness only lasted two years.

The first time Rafael betrayed me, he threw the woman from his club at my feet. His eyes were bloodshot as he told me to take my pick. My love for him was a sickness, so I forgave the transgression. For the second betrayal, I had the dancer sent out of New York, warning her never to set foot on the East Coast again. On the night of our engagement party, sealing the union of our two families, Rafael pinned me against the walnut desk in the study. His eyes burned with rage as he demanded: "Where is Nina? She's carrying a Mancini heir." "It was a mistake. You can take your anger out on me. Nina is naive; she doesn't deserve this. I'm begging you, just let the child be born safely. I swear I'll never see her again." "You're afraid of childbirth. This gives you an heir without the risk." "Listen, Alessia. You are the future Donna of the Mancini family. When that child is born, it will know only you as its mother. I swear on my life." He forced me backward until shards from the vase I'd knocked over cut into my skin, staining my silk dress with blood. I looked at him and smiled, then gave him the address of a safe house in Brooklyn. He slammed the heavy oak door behind him. Shaking, I pulled out my encrypted phone. "You were right about him. Is your offer still on the table?"

Isabella Romanov thought her body was broken. She thought the man holding her while she bled was the only thing keeping her alive but she was wrong about all of it. The pills in her green juice, the best friend in her bed, the forged signatures waiting in a lawyer's desk, Marcus Whitfield didn't just betray her. He hollowed her out and sold what was left. But Marcus made one fatal mistake. He forgot who her father was. When Isabella walks out of her suburban prison and back into the world of blood and power she was born into, she finds an unlikely ally in Luca Moretti, the most dangerous man on the East Coast. He'll destroy Marcus and burn every bridge her ex-husband ever built. But his protection comes at a price: her hand, her name, and her presence in his bed. Isabella isn't stupid enough to trust another powerful man. She's just desperate enough to marry one. As she rises from discarded wife to mafia queen, Isabella uncovers a conspiracy far darker than infidelity, stolen embryos, Russian bounties, and a family ledger worth more than the city itself. The deeper she digs, the more she realizes that everyone around her wants something, and the man who swore to protect her might have wanted it first. In a world where blood is currency and love is leverage, Isabella must have to decide what she's willing to burn to get back what was taken from her and whether the man beside her is worth keeping.

This is a modern adaptation of the classic tale "Le Mort d Arthur" also known as"King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table" told from the point of view of one of the classic villains, Morgana or Morgan Le Fay. In this version, Morgana is the hero, fighting against the forces of Queen Mab, the Evil Faerie Queen of Summer and Light. She has been trapped in a cycle of reincarnation where she has been assassinated before she rises to power as the Queen of Winter and Shadow. It is now 2025. Morgana has been reborn as a biracial woman named Faye Archer. She is living in Oakland (San Francisco East Bay) with her mother Elaine (the Lady of the Lake) and is still recovering from the tragic death of her father. She is a 23 year old college student with striking red hair and violet colored eyes. She and her best friend, Embyr (A no nonsense city girl with a sharp tongue and wit) attend a fancy bonfire party in the Kensington Hills, an exclusive neighborhood above Berkeley. She has a one night stand with a billionaire playboy, the 19 year old Arthur Drake, who happens to be the reincarnation of King Arthur. Shortly after waking up next to him, she discovers that he is her new stepbrother. She slowly starts to develop powers and runs into Devona, or Merlin, who is a beautiful woman that she is oddly attracted to. Devona, Arthur and Faye and Embyr go on several adventures together where they battle deadly monsters (the mysterious horsemen) take on the Queen of Summer, and fight for Avalon and Earth at a terrible cost.

Seven years. I gave him everything. My love. My loyalty. My wolf. He gave me lies. I thought Darius kept me from the Luna title because of politics. Because his mother hated me. Because the council said wait. I was wrong. He never intended to mark me. He marked his stepsister instead. And the son I raised? The boy who calls me Mama? He was never mine. The day I learned the truth was the day I learned something else. I am not a nobody. I am not an orphan. I am Seraphina Alaric. The missing Lycan Princess. The dead King's daughter. The rightful heir to everything. But there is a catch. A woman cannot rule alone. I have fifteen days to find a husband or lose the crown to my ex-husband. To the man who used me. Who made me small. Who thinks he has already won. I choose his worst enemy. Kael is the East Alpha. A war criminal. A killer. He hates Darius more than I do. He wants revenge more than power. Together we will burn my old life to ash. Together we will take the throne. But this game is dangerous. My son is hostage. My enemy is everywhere. And the man I married for convenience? He is looking at me like I am more than a deal. I was rejected. I was betrayed. I was made to think I was nothing. They forgot. I am King Alaric's daughter. And I am done being small.

“You were never meant to wake up in my bed…but now you belong to me.” Lila Smith's world shattered the night her sister drugged her to steal her fiancé. Instead, she woke up naked in the bed of Dominic Valencia, the most feared dangerous mafia boss in the East Coast. One scandalous night ruined her life. Desperate to survive the scandal, she signs a brutal contract: become Dominic's contract wife, and spread her legs for him every single night until she gives him an heir. What begins as terror slowly turns into forbidden attraction. Dominic is sometimes brutal, sometimes dangerously gentle. But one night Lila discovers a shocking truth: she hadn't just slept with one man. She had slept with two. Dominic has an identical twin brother, named Dante. Both equally ruthless, equally possessive, and both brothers now claim her as theirs. Neither of them willing to let her go. Trapped between two identical alpha males who look the same but touch her differently. Every night they take turns. Every night her body betrays her. And every night the line between fear and craving for their touch blurs together. Lila is dragged into a dangerous world of power, obsession, desire and betrayal. In a world where love is weakness and possession is law, one question will decide everything: Can she survive being owned by both… or will the twins tear each other apart trying to keep her?