For Narnia Novels & Stories

We will follow a young woman who thinks that her father is dead and we will see how she reacts and how special ashe truly is

Ramona believes getting married to the love of her life will make her earn the love she never get from her family but reverse became the case as she earned hatred from her husband, and not only from him, but also from his family. Her marriage was never peaceful, and fate played a huge trick on her when she find herself on the altar again getting married to Sebastian Sinclair. But the marriage is based on a contract. Why will a billionaire need a contract marriage when he can just fall in love with a random girl. What will happen when her Billionaire Ex husband comes back knocking at her door to have her back.

My first time meeting Lawrence Seinfield was during my return to a noble family as its heiress. He helped me get out of a sticky situation once, and for that, I spent five years trying to steal his heart. I loved him. Eventually, he became my fiance, but he thought I was beneath him. He thought my lack of education and proper upbringing was bad. My grandfather, the one who raised me, was dying. Just when I needed his help the most, he decided to teach me a lesson and show me my place. Without any help, my grandfather died, and like Lawrence wished, I knew my place. And I lost my love for him.

Some women are born to obey. She was built to survive. When Elena is kidnapped and delivered to the Romano mafian family, her fate is meant to be simple: obey or disappear. In a world where women are stripped, sorted, and owned, she’s told she’ll either be trained for pleasure… or forged into a killer. Elena chooses neither. Her defiance catches the eye of Matteo Romano—the cold, calculating heir to the empire. To the family, she’s just another wild girl to break. To Matteo, she’s a challenge. A weapon in the making. A fire he’s drawn to… even if it burns. Thrown into ruthless combat training with other women marked for bloodshed, Elena fights to stay alive—and stay herself. But as Matteo watches from the shadows, the line between power and desire starts to blur. In a world ruled by fear, family, and unforgiving men, trust is a death sentence—and falling for the boss might be the deadliest mistake of all.

Alpha Evan Scott, who once loved me beyond all reason, stopped loving me overnight. Because he had chosen the wrong wolf. What he never realized was that, on that very same day, I awakened too. If, in his eyes, I was nothing but an imposter who had occupied Julia Lawson's place for all these years, then it was time to return what was never meant to be mine. I followed fate's design all the way to my death. Only after that did Evan sink to his knees beside my corpse, his cries filled with unbearable regret. At last, I remembered. The truth was, he had come for me.

“If you want a taste of me?” I snapped. “Why don't you get on your knees, crawl and beg…then maybe I can give you a little taste.” “In your dreams,” he murmured, eyes dragging over my body. “Soon enough, you’ll be the one begging…coming to me just to have me between your legs.” **** Lisa Park never meant to hate him this much and she never meant to want him this badly. After her father’s death, life already felt cruel. But when her mother decides to remarry barely a year later, Lisa is forced to leave her old life behind and move to New York… into her new stepfather’s mansion. She had one mission to seduce her stepfather and ruin the marriage but the mansion hides her greatest temptation. Zayn Ramsey. Her new stepbrother. Her new forbidden line. Her new obsession. He’s trouble wrapped in a perfect body…tattoos, dangerous eyes, and a smirk that makes good girls ruin themselves. The college playboy every girl wants, the one they beg for, cry for, fall to their knees for. But Lisa isn’t like them. She’s the one boys fall for. The one they worship. The one they kneel for. She’s used to being in control until Zayn looks at her like he’s already undressing her. Until he whispers things no stepbrother should say. Until the hate between them turns into something darker… something forbidden. He thinks she’ll beg for him. She thinks he’ll crawl for her. And when two firestorms collide under one roof, in a house filled with tension, jealousy, and forbidden heat… Only one can win. The girl who never bows or the boy every girl bows for.

My grandfather is hit by a car, and his skull is shattered. I take the driver to court. That's when I find out my husband, Stuart Creed, who was supposedly abroad on a business trip, is suddenly at the hospital. He looks at me coldly and snaps, "Do you have any idea how important Maddy’s valedictorian announcement is? Her future can't be ruined by some car accident! Drop the case right now, or I'll cut off all your credit cards and have your grandfather kicked out of the VIP ward!" He slams the door and storms out. Before that, he snarls, "Come home when you agree. Until then, forget about calling yourself Mrs. Creed!" While I'm out desperately trying to gather money for my grandfather's surgery, a team of lawyers contacts me. Turns out the patent my grandfather once authorized to Creed Group has expired. And now, I'm the new legal owner.

I was six months pregnant when my husband, Michael Greene, shoved me off the edge of a yacht during a birthday party. Why? Because Lily Clement, his childhood sweetheart, had fallen into the water, and apparently, the yacht was too small for all three of us. After being pulled from the ocean, suffering from hypothermia and shock, I was taken to the hospital. Doctors determined that emergency surgery was necessary and required a family member's consent. However, no matter how many times they called, Michael never picked up. At the same time, lying in a hospital bed, I scrolled through Lily’s Instagram and saw the post she shared just hours earlier. It was a photo of the two of them, soaked but clinging to each other like lovers out of a movie. "Sometimes love comes from the most unexpected places. Thank you for always being there for me—quietly, selflessly, unshakably." That was all I needed. The day I was discharged, I left Michael a signed divorce agreement. If he wanted to be her knight in shining armor, I’d let him.

My husband, Michael Collins, has offered to buy his childhood sweetheart, Natalie Sweeney's virginity for ten million dollars so that she can afford to treat her cancer. I'm about to stop him from doing so when he begins berating me instead. "Natalie has always been prideful since young. If I were to give her money outright, she'd think that I was giving it to her out of pity. It'll bruise her ego instead. "Can you please be more sympathetic toward her? Must you feel jealous over such a small thing?" Instead of replying to Michael, I just smile and nod in agreement. What Michael doesn't know is that I, an infectious disease specialist, have already picked up on Natalie's weird symptoms. She doesn't have cancer at all—she actually has late-stage AIDS infection.

On the day a dispute broke out between my students, I saw Samantha again—the girl I had broken up with ten years ago; the girl who had been fighting wiped away her tears and cried out for her mother. Samantha froze when she saw me. After a long moment, she seemed to remember herself and quickly apologized. "Mr. Brooke, I'm sorry for causing you trouble." I handled the compensation matter strictly by the book. When everything was settled, she lingered behind the others, clearly wanting to speak but hesitating. "I remember you didn't want to be a teacher back then," she said. I smiled faintly and walked her to the office door. "People change. So do their thoughts." Just like my feelings for her—those had been turned over long ago.