Flew Novels & Stories

“True pain doesn’t come from enemies, but from those we hold dear.” Twenty-one-year-old Charlie Rae learned this firsthand when the people she loved betrayed her. She vowed to cut them out of her life forever. But dropping out of the university wasn’t an option, and avoiding them on campus felt impossible. Her only escape? Moving in with Taylor West—her ex-boyfriend’s biggest rival and the school’s notorious bad boy. It was supposed to be a temporary fix, but as tensions rose and sparks flew, Charlie wondered: Did she truly escape her troubles, or was she about to make another mistake? *** “Let’s get this straight right now—we’re just housemates. You’re not my type, so don’t even think about taking advantage of me!” Charlie laid down the rules. However, one morning, Charlie woke up in Taylor’s room. His gray eyes locked onto hers as he smirked, his voice playful as he asked, “I thought I wasn’t your type. So, who’s really taking advantage of who?” *** This is Book 2 and Book 3 of the series, "Love and Legacy in the House of Kings." Book 1: Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire (Riley & Adrian King) Book 2: "The Bad Boy Next Room" (Charlie King & Taylor West) Book 3: "Finding Mr. Perfect" (Freya King & Kenneth Wright)

“Andreas… you’re young. I don’t want to hurt you,” Mia breathed. He chuckled darkly. “Hurt me? I think I’m the one with power here,” he murmured, smirking. “You flew across the world just because I asked.” Her pulse raced as he pinned her to the desk, his fingers sliding beneath her skirt, brushing her damp panties, and his lips grazing her ear. “So…for two weeks, you do exactly what I say. No arguments.” “Yes…” she whispered. “Yes, what?” “Yes… Sir.” “Good girl,” he whispered. “On your knees. Now.” .......... Mia, a 34-year-old, recently divorced musical superstar and single mother, finds herself in an unexpected romance with 24-year-old Andreas Leonardo, the scandalous and hottest soccer player on the planet. Despite their instant attraction, their 10-year age gap and Mia's troubled past make her hesitant. Defying all odds, they ignite a forbidden romance. The media frenzy threatens to destroy Mia's reputation and career. Things get more complicated when Mia's ex-husband, Lucas, blackmails her with compromising photos of her past. Also, Andreas's cheating ex-fiancée, Tania, returned and is desperate to secure a wealthy future for her ailing son. But when Lucas is found dead, Mia becomes the prime suspect, and Andreas risks everything to clear her name. As they navigate their perilous quest for truth, they must also rescue Mia's daughter, who's been kidnapped. Will Mia and Andreas overcome their past mistakes and find love and redemption, or will their rumors tear them apart?

At eighteen, Diana knows she'll find her mate. She prayed to the moon goddess to have her most favorite person as her mate but what she didn't expect was a fierce rejection. The betrayal of spurning knocks her down, but she was not meant to be down for so long because the moon goddess had other plans for her. She was meant to bring light in the life of others. Following her journey she overcame every hurdle and got everything she wanted except the person she craved for....... ********* "Why are you following me everywhere? Why are you helping me out every time?" Diana raised her hand, taking a deep breath to touch his shoulder but the person in the mask moved with the speed of light. "I want to know who is the owner of this delicious smell." She purred but her eyelids became heavy. She tried to open her eyes because she wanted to know the person in front of her but the exhaustion of hunting the beasts knocked her down. Before she could touch the ground and engulf into the deep valley of slumber she felt his strong arms around her waist. The butterflies flew in her stomach while a shiver crawled down her spine. She felt safe in those arms so without any hesitation, she snuggled into his chest. "I want to know you." She mumbled in a voice, hardly heard and fell asleep. The person in the mask put her safely besides the rock. He kissed her forehead and whispered. "Sleep well Princess,"

Catalina Ramirez has always been the subject of gossip on campus—labeled a playgirl not for what she did, but because of what people think they saw. When her long-distance boyfriend left for the Philippines, rumors flew that she cheated with her boy best friend, Aiden. What no one knew was that Aiden was simply protective of her, always by her side, never crossing the line. But to others, closeness easily looked like something more. With striking blue eyes as calm and deep as the ocean, Catalina doesn’t need to lift a finger to catch anyone’s attention. Her beauty is effortless, her voice captivating. As a member of a rising campus band, she sings with a passion that defies the quiet disapproval of her mother. Who has always tried to pull her away from music. Catalina feels it deep in her bones: her mother is hiding something from her, something about her past, something she’s not ready to confront. Then came Logan Axel Tyndall. At first, Catalina thought it was nothing but a harmless crush, an infatuation she’d get over in a week or two. She tried to laugh it off, but soon found herself stalking him, chasing after the way he walked, talked, and carried the world like he knew more than he let on. Before she knew it, she wasn’t just falling... she was drowning in him. But Logan wasn’t just another boy. He held the missing pieces of a puzzle she never knew she was trying to solve. Through him, secrets begin to unravel. Questions long buried rise to the surface.

Lilian and her family lives crumbled when their father, Mr Grey passed away. She and her family was kidnapped and maltreated for days and her mother almost losing her life in the hospital over her father’s unpaid debt to the Mafia Lord, Alexander Nick. Lilian is forced to become Alexander’ wife after his fiance left him at the alter. She agreed to marry Alexander to avoid her family from being killed. Life became a living hell for lilan as she was always alone and had to deal with Alex arrogant attitude. ******* “Why is my fianced not on the alter with me?” Alex asked his best man, Martin. “Sir, information reaching me that Vanessa flew away with Mafia Vicenzo and his crew” he replied Alexander’s eyes widened. “Sir, it has been discovered that Vanessa is an alley to Vicenzo,” Martins continued. Alexander bit his lips and his eyes were filled with anger. “So she has been working with my greatest enemy. I will kill that bitch and cut off her head when I set my eyes on her.” he said and turned abruptly when his eyes fell on Lilian. “Is that the kidnapped lady,” Alexander asked Martin. “Yes, sir.” Martin nodded. “I want her,” Alex said. “What?” Martin turned and looked at Alex. “Get her ready to join me at the alter or I’ll kill everyone here.” Alex gave him a cold stare. ****** What will happen when Lilian discovers the soft side of Alex? Will Lilian fulfil her duties as a contract wife without falling in love with Alex?

On the fifth anniversary of Rebecca Perry's marriage to Vance Bradford, his first love returned to the country. That night, she caught him in the bathroom, murmuring Catherine's name as he pleasured himself. That was why, for five years, he had never touched her. "Catherine is back; she's all alone. I'm just helping her as a friend." "I understand." "I promised her I'd accompany her to the island for her birthday. I'm just fulfilling it." "Okay." "This banquet requires a capable companion, and Catherine is more suitable than you." "Okay, go ahead." When she stopped getting angry, stopped shedding tears, and stopped making a fuss, he grew puzzled. "Rebecca, why aren't you angry?" Of course, she wasn't angry anymore—because she was preparing to leave. Weary of this stagnant marriage, she had secretly learned a foreign language, taken the proficiency exam, and applied to study abroad. The day her visa was approved, she presented him with the divorce agreement. Vance froze. "No joke. How are you gonna survive without me?" Rebecca turned away, bought a plane ticket, and flew to the European continent, vanishing without a trace. The next time he saw news of her was in a viral video. Dressed in a flowing red gown, she danced against a foreign sky, igniting the internet with her performance. He gritted his teeth. "Rebecca, no matter where you hide, I will find you and bring you back!"

My husband, Don Cassian, just survived an assassination attempt. He limped in, bleeding, and ordered me to stitch him up. But when I reached into his blood-soaked suit, my fingers brushed against something soft. Black lace panties. Not mine. My hand flew to my still-flat stomach. For our child. How could he do this to us? Ice flooded my veins. “We’re done, Cassian.” His gaze was heavy, exhausted. He gave a single, sharp nod. “Fine. I’ll have my lawyer draft the papers.” But then, a frantic little voice—one that wasn't mine—screamed from deep within my womb. [Mom, don’t leave him! Dad didn’t cheat! The family isn’t going to fall. It’s a setup!] [Oriana Gallo planned all of this! She wants your place! She put those panties in his pocket herself!] [If you leave, her men will grab you. They’ll take you to an abandoned warehouse and dump your body in Lake Michigan. Then she’ll play the grieving friend, comfort Dad, and become the new Mrs. Marino!] [Mom, I came back to stop this! Please, don’t fall for it again!] I snapped back to the present. Spinning around, I launched myself into Cassian's arms, my body wracked with sobs. “I was just trying to scare you! How could you agree so easily? Are you that tired of me?” I jabbed a finger at his chest, tears streaming down my face.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primordial blood. If I gave birth to a primordial child, he would be able to secure the dragon throne. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of the bride selection. This time, Adrian chose my sister, the woman who had given birth to a golden dragon in our previous life, without the slightest hesitation. I laughed and chose a lowly worm servant instead. Adrian didn't know that I truly did carry primordial power. He was simply born with a broken essence. Without me, he was meant to die childless. In this life, I would give birth to the true primordial child. And I would make sure he never inherited the Dragon Court.

I put three hundred million dollars into building a business for my brother's first love. They were finally getting married. But two hours before the wedding, the maid of honor suddenly went AWOL. To keep the wedding on track, I dropped a major international deal, booked the next flight out, and flew back immediately. When I arrived, my brother hugged me gratefully and handed me the wedding ring along with a gift box — inside was a necklace, a token he'd promised Celeste. "Sis, I'm counting on you to take care of Celeste's side. I know it's a lot to ask, but could you step in as maid of honor today?" But the moment I walked into the bridal suite, my brother's bride slapped me across the face. "You've got some nerve showing up here, you homewrecking bitch." "You think you can steal my husband at my own wedding? Are you out of your mind?" "Celeste, I think there's been a misunderstanding. I’m Alexander’s sister…" I tried to explain. "Who the hell are you kidding?! My sister-in-law runs a billion-dollar empire. A tramp like you could never." "You want to steal my husband? Fine. Let's see how tough you really are." And just like that, I was tied up and thrown into a pen with a vicious dog. Celeste Davenport — if that's how you want to play it, then enjoy your one-way ticket to the hell.

I had just been confirmed as a match and was preparing to donate a kidney to my husband's adoptive sister. That night, she left her iPad in the living room. The screen was still on, showing her chat with the doctor: [Doctor, please don't tell my sister-in-law. If she has a kidney removed, her hidden heart condition will flare up, and she won't live longer than three months.] The next day, I canceled the donation without a second thought. My husband flew into a rage. He called me cold-blooded and forced me to sign a divorce agreement that left me with nothing. The next day, I stood outside the hospital room and heard my sister-in-law laughing smugly. "She's so stupid. I faked one chat screenshot, and she actually believed she was sick. Now her penthouse is mine, and we can finally be together openly." My husband kissed her. "Good girl. Later, I'll find you a good kidney on the black market." Outside the door, I sneered. Of course, I knew the chat log was fake. I had come back from the future, after all. In two weeks, the zombie outbreak would begin. Those two so-called siblings who were actually lovers would not only steal my medicine, they would push me out to feed me to the zombies. This time, with only four days left before zombie hordes overran the city, I wanted to see how long a sick woman without a new kidney and a scumbag without supplies could last in that penthouse.