Forgotten Ruin Novels & Stories

Five years ago, Maia tried her very best to get Clyden to marry her. Due to the power of her family, she successfully married the only man she ever loved. After enduring Clyden’s cold treatment for years, being hated by her in-laws, and experiencing the bankruptcy of her family’s company, she finally decided to give up on winning his heart. However, Clyden suddenly incurs an accident and loses all of his memories, leading him to love the woman that he vowed to hate for all of his life. They live their life as the loving married couple that Maia always longed for. But what will happen when Clyden finally recovers his memories? Will he continue to care for the woman he has come to love, or will he leave her in the dust after recalling their past? Throw in a couple of crazy family members, an unexpected pregnancy, and a whole lot of jealousy; there’s only one thing that’s certain— Maia is in for a wild ride.

"Don't! Stay right there!" she yelled. Killian’s face instantly hardened, He hated those words. He hated the boundaries she kept trying to draw between them. "You know how much I hate it when you say that.." he gritted, He didn't stop moving, until he invaded her space, "And you know how much I fucking hate it when you step away from me, Elara." He looked entirely unhinged. "If I have to destroy your entire world, bleed your family dry, and break your wings just to keep you under my roof... I will do it." He murmured, with a breathless smile.. "W-what?" she whispered.. "Over and Over Again.." he vowed, his hands suddenly wrapped around her waist, pulling her against his chest. He leaned down, his lips brushing her "And I will ruin absolutely anyone who dares to stand in my way." he delivered the final, chilling promise. ~︎~ On the night of her engagement party, Elara Pierce’s perfect life shatters. Her father is arrested, her family’s empire collapses, and her cowardly fiancé betrays her. Desperate and hunted, she flees straight into the path of Killian Vane, the most ruthless, terrifying billionaire in the corporate world. He offers to free her father and clear his name. The price? Nothing. But in his world, "nothing" is always the most expensive price tag.

In the world of the ultra-wealthy Greg family, reputation is everything—and it’s all a lie. Kassy thought she was walking toward her happily-ever-after with her billionaire fiancé, Jamal, until a stray text on her sister’s phone exposed a nightmare: Jamal is the secret father of her sister Lily’s baby. But the betrayal doesn't stop there. Jamal is a former high-end escort who unknowingly shared a bed with his own father-in-law, Greg, the family patriarch who hides his sexuality behind a mask of cold authority. Meanwhile, Lily’s "perfect" husband, Ethan, is a calculating predator hiding a secret vasectomy and a dark history of silencing the women he’s used. When Kassy’s brother, James, returns with his secret wife, Marie—a woman Ethan once tried to destroy—the family’s polished image begins to shatter. Kassy is no longer the grieving bride; she’s a woman scorned with a front-row seat to the destruction of a dynasty.

Nicole Evans never asked to be followed. She never asked for eyes in the dark, for a man like Vane to orbit her life with silence and devotion sharp enough to wound. But obsession doesn’t ask permission. It waits. It watches. It becomes inevitable. What began with missing men and shadows on rooftops soon unraveled into something far more intimate—an assassin who couldn’t let go, and a woman who, piece by piece, stopped trying to make him. As friends vanished and her world narrowed, Nicole found herself drawn toward the very thing she feared most—not out of love, but recognition. In his violence, there was something terrifyingly tender. In his silence, something that listened more closely than anyone else ever had. Theirs is not a love story in any ordinary sense. It’s a descent—a long, slow collapse into dependency, into surrender. A story told in bruises and shared tea, in blood and in stillness. A quiet unraveling that doesn’t end in escape, but in a house by the sea, where memory lingers and echoes never fade. Some stories don’t ask to be understood. Only remembered.

Selena Vale was once the beloved Luna of Silver Night Pack. She loved her mate with her whole heart and trusted her best friend with her life. But they both betrayed her. On the night of the sacred Moon Ritual, Alpha Kael Draven stole her powerful Lunar Essence, publicly rejected her as his mate, and watched as she was thrown from Moon Cliff to her death. With her final breath, Selena swore revenge. But fate hasn't finished with her yet. Three months later, Selena awakened in the body of another woman, a mysterious young wolf named Seraphina Winters. Being alive again and hiding behind a new face, she infiltrated the very pack that destroyed her. Her plan was simply to destroy Kael, expose Vanessa and burn their kingdom to the ground. But revenge became complicated when Kael began to look at her with haunting familiarity. As secrets unravel, Selena discovers that the truth behind her betrayal is darker than she ever imagined. Now, with ancient powers awakening inside her and enemies closing in from every side, Selena must decide what matters more to her. The revenge she lived for, or the future she never expected to want.

Once the cherished daughter of Alpha Gideon, Ava fell from grace after a tragic incident that led to her younger sister’s death. Cast out by her father and hated by all her pack, she lived in the rogue lands for a decade, marked as cursed. After ten years in exile, Ava Duskthorn finally returns to the Blackvale Pack on her 18th birthday only to be publicly rejected by her fated mate, Alpha Caden Varkas—who claims her sister Seraphina has returned from the dead to take her place. But Seraphina isn’t the sister she once knew…and something ancient and evil is wearing her face. Betrayed by blood and bound by a cursed mate bond. Ava must choose: break the chains of fate or lose everything she’s ever loved. He marked her as his mate—then crowned her sister as his queen. A tale of love, vengeance, and destiny in a world where not all monsters hide in the shadows.

Two geniuses. One room. Only one winner. Ethan Vance is a perfectionist with a 4.0 GPA and a life mapped out in ink. He needs the Sterling Global Fellowship to escape his father’s shadow, and he’s never let anyone stand in his way. Until Liam Rossi. Liam is messy, brilliant, and Ethan’s biggest rival. When a housing glitch forces these two enemies into a single dorm room with only one desk, the war begins. It’s sabotaged projects and late-night insults—until their professor forces them to work together on the final project of their lives. In the silence of the library and the heat of their cramped room, the line between hatred and obsession starts to blur. Ethan wanted to ruin Liam’s career. Now, he’s terrified Liam might be the only one who can build him back up. He’s my rival. My roommate. And the only man I can't have.

They don't remember her name. That's fine. She remembers everything. Sera Ashveil has spent four years being the most forgettable wolf in Ironveil Pack. Lowest rank. Smallest room. First one awake, last one anyone looks at. She scrubs floors before dawn and swallows Moonveil root with her morning water and counts exits in every room she enters. She's not surviving. She's waiting. She doesn't know what she's waiting for. Until the night Alpha Caius stops mid-ceremony, turns toward the back wall where Omegas stand, and says two words that crack four years of careful invisibility straight down the middle. "You. Come here." And then the stranger arrives. He comes with no pack, no rank, no explanation. Just gold eyes that find her in a crowd like she's the only thing worth finding, and a stillness that makes every wolf in the room step back without knowing why. He doesn't speak to her. He doesn't have to. Her wolf — silent for so long Sera had almost stopped listening — wakes up for the first time in years and says one word. Not his name. Not a welcome. Just: *Run.* Sera doesn't run. She never runs. But the stranger doesn't leave either. And the questions he carries — about her scent, her blood, the thing inside her that has no name in any pack record — are the same questions that got her mother killed four years ago. Someone erased Sera's kind from history. Someone is still making sure they stay erased. She thought she was the last of nothing. She was wrong about that. She was wrong about him too. "The Alpha's Forgotten Omega" is a dark wolf romance about a girl who was written out of the story —and the war she starts when she picks up the pen.

Isla, the unwanted daughter of the Grayson family, has a shadow of rejection hovering over her. Her father, when he was alive, treated her with cold civility; her mother could barely tolerate her, and her sister despised her. After her sister travels abroad and refuses to come back, she is forced to marry her sister's fiance but her sister’s fiancé is not just any man; he is Alpha Lucien, the Alpha of Redridge Pack, who now hates her because of the marriage. After years of a loveless marriage, her sister returns and once again her life is pushed into a haul of negativity. She is banished from her home and left for dead but when it seems all hope is lost, she is saved by him. Alpha Killian, the lycan king, not only saves her but tells her she is his mate. After living a life of hardship, can she accept love when it comes from the most unlikely source? And how can she forget her past when it keeps coming back?

When His Majesty King Dominic Thornfield was attacked, my husband, Roland Wentworth, Commander of the Royal Guard, was busy placating his first love, Vivian Sinclair, who had stormed off in a fit of anger. I did not light the signal flare in my hand. Instead, I used my heavily pregnant body as a human shield to protect the King and help him escape. In my past life, I had lit that flare. Roland abandoned Vivian to rush back and save the King. He was rewarded for his loyal service by being made a Duke Protector. However, Vivian fell into a trap and died on the spot. On the surface, Roland said nothing. Yet, on the very day I went into labor, he threw me into the Beast Dungeon. My face twisted in agony as I demanded to know why. Roland merely glanced at me coldly and said, "His Majesty had plenty of guards around him, so why did it have to be me who came back? You must have done it on purpose, only caring about power and wealth. If you hadn't lit that flare, Vivian wouldn't have died. Whatever suffering Vivian endured, I'll make you pay it back tenfold!" In the end, I was torn apart and devoured by the beasts. Even the child in my womb was consumed completely. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day the King was attacked.