Novel & Cerita Fun Reads

Just one week into my new job, I was wrongfully accused of cooking the books, and it cost me five years behind bars. After that, my wife found out she was pregnant. She insisted on having the baby and promised to wait for me to come home. Out of gratitude, I threw myself into work after my release. I did everything I could to give them a good life. It was until one day, I overheard a conversation between my wife and our son. “Mom, don’t let Dad come out with us. It’s embarrassing! Why did you pin Mr. Scott’s crime on him back then?! And now, the girl next door keeps making fun of me, saying my dad’s a criminal!” My wife gently pulled our son close and comforted him, saying, “I promised Mr. Scott I’d help him. Your dad’s so naive. He’ll never find out.” It turned out that my supposed happy life was nothing but lies and betrayal!

On the day before the marking ceremony, my Alpha mate, Zev Briarwood, is wounded in a battle and loses his memory. He forgets everything… including me. To help him restore his memories and Alpha pride, I go all out. I seek out an evil witch to trade my precious heartblood and fangs for her magic, nearly dying in the process. I sketch jewelry designs day and night, selling them just to earn money and to find every possible memory cure. When I drag my battered body to visit Zev at the clinic, I overhear him laughing with his buddies. "Your acting's next level, Zev! Kira still hasn't figured out you're faking it, and you've delayed the marking ceremony!" A buddy snickers. Zev gulps his wine and grins. "I'm definitely winning the bet that I'd sleep with 100 women at parties. Once I've had my fun, I'll go back to her for my mate duties and complete that marking ceremony."

Diana, the daughter of the Black Dragon Demon died a tragic death in her Young age of life, she was poisoned to death by Karl. But fate played with her because she was reborn again…. Waking up to a body that wasn't hers, she discovered that she was the Luna of a strange world where the Werewolves, vampires, Demons, witches and other kinds of creatures co-exist together. Seeing that the whole world was against her because of her brutal self, and after discovering her arranged marriage with Alpha Jayden of the Dark Moon Pack, she made the run and escaped while finding every means to return back to her world. But everything turned upside down when she was caught and held captive by the Alpha that wouldn't let her go. "You're my Mate". The voice of the guy that captured her announced****** A romance that formed between two opposite types of characters, A brutal Alpha Lord and a brutal Young Lady from the modern City time. Agree you're as interested as I am!?. Let's begin then, it's going to be a fun ride!!.

Two sides of love series. Manvi has lived very sheltered life with her loved ones who are always there to protect her and love her even when she mischievous. Her life is perfect but all she wants is little freedom and get out of this place even though she loves it. Rudra likes his life to be just the way it is. He has lots of responsibility. But that doesn't mean family is not important. For him they are everything. But sometimes he wants to free himself from the image he puts infront of others. What happens when years old strategies comes in their life and joins them in relation that they even can't from run from. Freedom sometimes comes in love. Will they know meaning of it? Who will be the rose? Who will be the thorn? Only time will tell? Enjoy the rollercoaster of fun, mysteries, romance and lots of craziness and weirdness! THIS STORY IS TOTALLY FICTION. IT DOES NOT RESEMBLES TO ANYTHING. It is my first time writing anything so sorry if I make any grammer mistakes and as it is fiction it will be full of my imaginations. So anything is possible according to me. Thank you. ️

When Kristina got her job as the secretary to the CEO of Black’s textiles, the last thing she expected was to end up in his bed, while he was married to her sister. **** “We need to stop doing this,” Kristina muttered silently to the beautiful man lying next to her. He chuckled silently as he dabbed her cheek with his finger. “You're having so much fun with this,” he teased, She closed her eyes, savoring the moment. As much as she hated admitting it, it was indeed true. She wasn't supposed to be happy nor satisfied in this situation with her in-law. She was betraying her only sister. Her only sane family. She needed to break up with him. She would break up with him, she decided. But as soon as she opened her eyes, the words disappeared from her tongue. “Well, one last time.” She agreed to his pleading eyes. Only that, deep down she knew it wasn't one last time. This unending desire for her in-law would consume her.

When Percy Blackwell, the enigmatic son of a billionaire, lands in a private prison ward for murder, he’s untouchable, charismatic, dangerous, and entirely unapologetic. Nothing matters to him… except the woman who’s been assigned to guard him. Isla Soren thrives on control. A seasoned prison officer, she’s used to keeping chaos in check, until Percy tests every rule, every limit, and every restraint she’s ever held. In a place where intimacy is forbidden, every stolen glance, every tense conversation, and every quiet act of defiance sparks a dangerous obsession. Their affair is a game of power and desire, each willing to bend rules and break boundaries for the other. But in a world where secrets and lies can cost lives, love comes at a price. Discovery is way more dangerous than all the fun had. And when Percy escapes, leaving Isla to face the consequences alone, she realizes the stakes are far higher than either of them imagined. Dark, addictive, and irresistibly forbidden, Bound and Tamed is a slow-burn romance that will leave you breathless.

Anastasia Collins has always been a fanatic of mystery novels since forever. Solving cases, codes, crimes, riddles–heck, she even joked sometimes that maybe she's a detective on her past life. Contrary from that, her real job is far too different because she's actually a registered nurse. But atleast, both job has a similarities right? Giving a helping hand to the people who are in need for their services. That idea alone–can already make her feel contented of what she has in her life right now. Not until one day, on her way to the hospital, a car accident happened. *** Imagine, you thought that you died and already asked for forgiveness for your sins but then you found yourself on an absurb place and realize soon after that you were transmigrated inside your favorite mystery novel book. Sound like a joke right? But unfortunately, its real. And here's the catch. You were transmigrated as the murderer or what she used to called the 'evil-villain' of the story. Sounds fun right?

In the third year since my husband, Axel Kramer, starts working as a rideshare driver, we finally manage to buy a home of our own. On the day we move in, he suddenly says to me, "Some friends want to come over for dinner tonight. I already said yes." I'm someone who values boundaries and doesn't like outsiders coming into my home. Even when we host relatives, we take them out to restaurants. "Can't we just go to a restaurant?" I ask. He looks helpless as he replies, "I already suggested that, but Lindsay said it would be more fun if we hang out at home. She said we should liven it up in our new home. And since everyone knows I'm a good cook, she wants to try my cooking too." One corner of my eye twitches with displeasure. Lindsay Brun is the female driver he's mentioned the most over these three years. She's also the only woman in their rideshare drivers' group chat.

After my parents died, the family went bankrupt, leaving my brother and me with a large sum of debt. To pay it off, he became a haunted-house test sleeper, while I acted as a corpse on film sets. For five years, we worked tirelessly, not daring to rest a single day—and still, the debt wasn't cleared. By the end of the year, only 13 thousand dollars remained. Gritting my teeth, I signed up as a clinical trial volunteer. When it was over, I dragged 13 thousand dollars in cash, brimming with joy, to show my brother. But I found him frowning, on the phone. "Dad, Mom, Lily's doing well. Have fun abroad," he said. "She's stopped spending recklessly. The punishment ends next year." What? Our parents weren't dead? Our family wasn't bankrupt? The five years of hardship, every ounce of struggle—I'd endured it all as punishment for my love of spending. My smile froze on my face. My stomach churned violently. A mouthful of fresh blood spilled out.

On the day Owen Mercer and I get married, I place our marriage certificate beside our candlelit dinner. Just as I'm about to take a picture and upload it to social media, Owen suddenly says, "This certificate is fake." I freeze. A woman's startled voice comes through his phone, "Hey! Why did you tell her so soon? You ruined all the fun!" Owen frowns in frustration. "She's been completely clueless this entire time. Is there really any reason to keep pretending? Fine. You win the bet, Ms. McCoy. Are you satisfied now?" But my post has already been shared on social media. Everyone is sending their congratulations to Owen and me, celebrating that we have finally tied the knot after seven years together. The woman on the other end leaves a sarcastic comment, just like how she used to bully me back in the day. "Wow, look at you two finally making it official! So when's the reception? Hehe!" After a moment's thought, I respond, "Next week."