Familiar No Zero Novels & Stories

Aurora’s perfect three-year relationship ends the moment she catches her boyfriend with another girl. Heartbroken and humiliated, she goes to a bar to drown the pain… and wakes up after a reckless one-night stand with a stranger. The problem? He’s her new professor. Now every lecture feels like a dangerous secret, every glance heavier than it should be, and forgetting that night becomes impossible. But in a world where lines shouldn’t be crossed, how long can they pretend nothing happened… when everything already did?

Pain. Regret. Betrayal. That was all Nadia Holt was left with as life slipped from her grasp. She had learned one painful truth at the expense of her life: Love cannot be forced. She spent the last three years of her first life raising children who never saw her as their mother only as the unwanted stepmother. Worse still, she was married to a man who no longer saw her as human. And what did she receive in return? Death. She died alone on the cold pavement, regret filling her heart for every year she had wasted on people who had never loved her back. She died with vengeance on her lips and rage in her blood, swearing that if she were ever given a second chance, she would choose herself. Then, the impossible happened. Nadia wakes up one month before her death, armed with memories of the future and determined to rewrite her fate. This time, she will leave before they can break her. But what Nadia doesn't expect is for the husband who once ignored her to refuse to let her go. Nor does she expect the man who had always been waiting in the shadows, watching, protecting, and loving her in silence to finally step into the light and confess his feelings. In this life, Nadia refuses to shrink herself for anyone. She will fight and reclaim her place in the world. And this time, she will win.

I was the daughter of one of the strongest Alphas, yet my husband never loved me. For three years, Christopher Blackwood treated me like a stranger. Then, on our wedding anniversary, the woman he had always loved returned... and he asked me to leave our marriage without hesitation. I signed the divorce papers, carrying a secret that would change everything. Before I could walk away, my father arrived at the Blackwood Pack with an army, demanding justice for his daughter. A single mistake could ignite a war between two powerful packs. Just when bloodshed became inevitable, a mysterious man stepped onto the battlefield. Christopher called him his greatest enemy. My father looked at him with respect. And the moment his eyes met mine... it felt as though fate had returned to claim something that had been stolen years ago.

For seven years in a row, the Moon Goddess chose me to serve as the Saintess of the Silver Moon Pack. And every year, my mate-to-be, Alpha Kael Ashborne, handed the title to my adopted sister, Rosalie. "Rosalie is an Omega. She needs the position if she is ever going to earn the pack's respect." "I promise, Elara. Next year, the title will be yours." My mother baked Rosalie a cake to celebrate and dressed her in a one-of-a-kind gown sewn with moonstones. My father watched me as though he expected trouble, then let out a weary sigh. "Elara, could you try being generous for once and stop making a scene?" A bitter smile tugged at my lips. They had no idea why I had fought so hard for the Saintess title for seven years. I had Wolf Soul Decay Syndrome, and only the Silver Spring water reserved for the Saintess could save me. And now, I had only one month left to live. I no longer cried or argued. I simply nodded and agreed to everything they asked. They thought I had finally grown up. They thought I had learned to put Rosalie first. What they did not know was that I would soon be gone for good.

After I'm done with the healing process at the Holy Springs, I return to the pack where my younger brother, Cole Blackclaw, and I reside. Unexpectedly, before I can step into the pack's territory, I find my path getting blocked by a few wolves whom I've never seen before. "If you want to enter the Moon Pack, you'd better submit everything on the list!" The leading she-wolf of the group tosses a list filled with things in my face. The list shows the criteria needed to enter the Moon Pack's territory—venison of the Deer King, tens of millions of Healing Rocks, and over a million beauty tonics! I never expected that Cole would list such harsh conditions for anyone who wishes to join the Moon Pack during my three-year absence! How did those geezers at the Elders' Council even let him get away with this idea in the first place? I roared angrily, "Tell Cole to get his ass out here and see me! I'm Wendy Blackclaw, his older sister!" As soon as my words fall, the she-wolf covers her mouth and begins shrieking at me. "How ridiculous! I'm Cole's mate, Amy McGrave! Cole never told me he had an older sister! Can you even submit these things? If not, then get lost! The Moon Pack doesn't welcome wolves like you!" I just stand where I am as I huff coldly in return. "You've never seen me, seeing as I was gone for three years. That's fine—I don't blame you for that. But now, I want Cole to see me right now. Otherwise, he can forget about retaining his Alpha status!"

Scarlet blood trickled from my thigh as I clutched Arvin Owen's hand. "My belly... It hurts so much..." He shook off my hand indifferently. "Come on, I know it's chicken blood you are using. Debby just suffered abuse from her husband and is now in the hospital without anyone to care for her. Don't be so spoiled!" But what flowed from me was not chicken blood. It was my life slipping away.

In a world of wealth and power, Giana Marino's life seems perfect as the wife of ruthless millioniare Dante North. But behind closed doors, she's trapped in a toxic marriage. When Dante's great-grandfather passes away, he seizes the opportunity to secure his inheritance - by divorcing Giana due to her scandalous past and marrying actress Piper Lane. Left shattered and destitute, Giana's world is turned upside down. But her life takes a dramatic turn when she's rescued by the enigmatic and seductive Maximilian who offers her a contract marriage in exchange of a job and shelter. But apart from the intense electrical chemistry they share he shocks her when he is introduced as Dante’s Uncle, now not only is she Dante’s ex-wife, she is also now his Step-Aunt. As they ignite in a passionate affair, Giana must confront her past and the danger that follows her. Will Maximilian be her salvation or a new threat? Can she escape her demons and find love in the arms of this mysterious stranger?

During a battle with a rival pack, my Alpha mate, Damien, burst into my private healing sanctuary. He was carrying Lyra, a Beta warrior who had supposedly taken a poisoned blade for him. The next day, under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess, Damien was forced by the pack elders to apologize. He explained that bringing an outsider into my sanctuary was a desperate act in a moment of crisis. After all, Lyra had saved his life. But that night, in the bed we once shared, Lyra stabbed herself with a dagger laced with wolfsbane and framed me for the attack. He chose to believe her. The rejection ceremony ripped my wolf from my soul. I was cast out—a powerless exile, left for dead in a storm, to be torn to shreds by rogues. But what Damien never knew was that the ancient curse afflicting him could only be healed by me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the beginning: the moment Damien carried that woman in, demanding I save her.

Contains strong language: My parents died, my sister died, my brothers left, and I was left to a man who thought we were pawns in his play. You know the type of people who say "it gets better" they're lying to you, because it just keeps getting worse. How the hell did I end up in a gang? Well, this is that story

Poison to death by her own betrothed, Agatha, after being reborn found herself bound to a system that constantly pitted her against her moral compass. Murdered by her cheating boyfriend and her best friend, Agatha Moore spent her last few breaths regretting the fact that she had been a people pleaser throughout her life trying to be nice to everyone. " If only I had a little ounce of ruthlessness in my person, they would never think of me as a pushover." Agatha found herself thinking out loud. Thus, in her dying moment, she swore not to be that good girl anymore in her next life.