Gojo Six Eyes Novels & Stories

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄✫ 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭* Scott walked over to her and stopped an inch away. His height was nothing compared to hers. She lowered her gaze, unable to stand those alluring eyes of his. He placed a finger underneath her chin, lifting her head, and her gaze met with his. "Too late. You signed. You're mine little dove," Xavier said, his deep voice low and menacing. ..... Laura Jacobs' life was on the brink of collapse. Struggling to make ends meet, she worked multiple part-time jobs to support herself and her ailing brother. But when her wealthy boyfriend's infidelity shattered her heart, Laura's world came crashing down. With her brother's life-threatening hospital bills looming and no way to pay, Laura felt hopeless. In a desperate moment, she considered ending it all. But fate intervened when she collided with Scott Williams, a billionaire mogul with a reputation for ruthlessness. Scott offered Laura a shocking proposal. Become his contracted wife for six months, and he'd pay her brother's medical bills. Desperate, Laura agreed. But as she entered Xavier's world, she discovered secrets, lies, and a web of deceit that threatened to destroy everything. Will she stick to the contract or fall in love with Xavier? Find out on this boredom Killer

Kizzy sat up and winced as she pulled her large t-shirt off. Breed simply stared at her bare breasts. Her nipples were erect and rosy. “Damn, you are beautiful,” he whispered. "But I don’t want to hurt you.” “You won’t,” she assured him. “Please…I want to know what it would be like to be with a man like you. To be cared for.” Sitting forward, Kizzy pressed her lips to his, cutting off his excuses. Once Breed tasted her, he knew he wouldn’t be refusing her. Born to a small tribe of Cherokee living in the Appalachian Mountains...Breed is a big man. He stands at six foot four and is close to three hundred pounds of pure muscle. He wears his long black hair in a ponytail, hanging halfway down his back. He owns every room he enters and lacks fear of almost any confrontation. His bright green eyes, the only thing he got from his father, were squinting as he looked down into the dingy. A woman lay there... tall and slim, short blonde hair with the tips dyed lime green. Breed shakes his head. What bothers him is the fact that she is covered in bruises and doesn’t seem to be conscious at the moment.

BLURB They sold me for five million dollars but two wolves paid ten million, and now I belong to both of them for six months. My name is Beatrice, three days ago my mate sold me at auction to pay gambling debts he created while I secretly ran our pack and kept us from collapsing. He called me defective because I couldn’t give him children. That was his lie to hide his own failures and I let him spread it because the truth would make me a target for something worse than a bad marriage. Now I stand in a billionaire's penthouse owned by Vincent who bought me for revenge and Christopher who bought me because we were friends when we were children before I disappeared to escape a fate I would rather die than accept. Vincent treats me like a fascinating problem to solve and Christopher treats me like fragile glass that might shatter and neither one understands that I already broke years ago and put myself back together. Six months with two wolves who both want to own me in different ways, six months to plan what happens when the contract ends, six months to remember that before I was property I was a person who survived impossible things and I can survive this too. But somewhere between business dinners where Vincent watches me like I might be worth more than he paid and late nights where Christopher reminds me what it felt like to be seen as human, something dangerous is happening. I am starting to want things beyond survival and wanting things means having things to lose. They think they bought a broken Luna who will be grateful for rescue. They are about learning that surviving taught me to be something more dangerous than broken.

I came home early and found my husband buried deep inside my best friend. I threw a wine bottle at his head, and walked out of the door. That night I ended up in a bar I'd never been to, and somehow in the arms of the most dangerously beautiful stranger I'd ever seen. No name, no numbers, just one night that I told myself it meant nothing. Six weeks later I found out I was pregnant. I didn't know if the baby belonged to my soon-to-be ex husband or the stranger whose name I never got. So I did the only thing that made sense, I ran and built a life in London from scratch and raised my son alone for six years. It was okay, until my estranged father died and left me his entire billion-dollar empire with one condition. I had to marry his protege. Zake Langston. The most powerful man in New York. The man who looked at me across that law firm like he already knew exactly who I was, because he did. He was the stranger from the bar. Now my ex wants my son. My dead father's enemies want my company and the man I'm forced to call my husband is looking at me like the night we shared six years ago was never finished. Maybe it wasn't.

I thought I was just signing a contract. Six months. That was all. Six months living in a mansion I could barely comprehend, caring for a child I had never met, and following rules I didn’t agree to. Then I met him. Cade Ashford — cold, commanding, and impossibly handsome. The kind of man who makes the world feel smaller just by looking at you… and yet, somehow, larger, heavier, full of impossible expectations. Chloe, the little girl who clung to me with cautious trust, became my reason to fight. And just when I thought I was beginning to find my footing, she returned. Vanessa — flawless, manipulative, and dangerous — a woman who would stop at nothing to reclaim the life she thought was hers… and who had no intention of letting me survive this mansion unscathed. Every day, I am tested. Every day, I must prove I’m strong enough, clever enough, and brave enough to protect Chloe and survive Cade’s scrutiny. But in a house full of secrets, power, and hidden agendas, can I survive long enough to discover the truth? Or will I lose everything — the child who trusts me, the man whose heart is both a fortress and a temptation, and even myself — to the shadows lurking behind the mansion walls? Six months. One chance. One contract. And the question that haunts me: Who in this house can I really trust?

Married for five years, I'm known as the woman with the perfect husband. Alexander Foster is tall, strong, endlessly passionate, and people love to joke that we can't keep our hands off each other. Then he goes on a mission one day and never returns. I fall apart. I try to end my life six times, and six times someone drags me back. On the night of the sixth attempt, I overhear my mother-in-law, Anna Greyson, whispering to the man everyone believes is Alexander's younger brother, Daniel Foster. "Alexander, how long are you going to keep hiding this? Mia has tried to kill herself six times because of you." Alexander's voice stays calm. "Mom, before Daniel died, he asked me to take care of Lily. She's fragile, and now she's pregnant with my child. If she learns the truth, she won't survive it." And that's when the truth hits me. My husband isn't dead at all. He's been pretending to be his own younger brother and plans to have a child with Lily Harper under that lie. After crying until I can barely stand, I contact Margaret Warren at the matchmaking agency. "About that blind date you mentioned. I'll take it. And I want the wedding as soon as possible."

**When society calls you worthless, but one man sees your true value...** Sonia Valencia thought she knew what rock bottom felt like—until she found herself homeless, penniless, and fighting for custody of her son after her husband's betrayal. With scars marring her once-beautiful face and deeper scars on her heart, she never expected salvation to come in the form of a marriage proposal from a stranger. Fabian Martinez, the country's most sought-after billionaire actor, needs a wife to secure custody of his own son. What he doesn't need are complications—but that's exactly what he gets when he meets the scarred woman the world calls ugly, who agrees to his business arrangement. --- *"I need a wife,"* Fabian said bluntly, his piercing blue eyes studying the scars on her face without flinching. *"And you need financial security and a father figure for your son. This could work for both of us."* Sonia stared at the contract in her trembling hands. Six months. A marriage of convenience to a man who could have any supermodel in the world—yet chose her, the woman her own husband called a monster. She should have known better than to trust a contract to contain her heart.

Catherina Hanshaw Dalton has spent six years believing she lived a fairytale, married to billionaire Xavier Dalton, cherished by him, and building a life rooted in devotion, even amid one heartbreak she cannot control: their inability to have a child. Though Xavier assures her she is enough, Catherine senses his quiet disappointment, a wound deepened by the venomous hostility of his mother, Lydia Dalton. Lydia never misses a chance to insult Catherine’s infertility, idolize Xavier’s sister Mia and her children, or imply Xavier married beneath his status. Catherine endures it all, clinging to the one constant comfort, Xavier always defends her. Or so she believes. This Christmas, however, Catherine’s dread of another humiliating Dalton family gathering turns into confusion. Lydia is gracious….kind, even. The manor is full of relatives, business partners, and esteemed guests, including Hunter Powell, Xavier’s ruthless business rival. The brief moment when Cathy’s eyes meet Hunter unsettles her, but nothing prepares her for Lydia’s “special Christmas gift.” During the toast, Lydia presents Caroline Turner…a beautiful young woman who is allegedly four months pregnant through surrogacy…with Xavier’s child.

“I want you, Lyra. Since the day I saw you at that bastard’s place, I’ve wanted you. It might have taken me a long time to realize it, but let me be a part of your life…” He struggled for a moment, “…and this baby. Our baby.” ************************************* Lyra Lockwood, former princess and the last of her kind, had unknowingly connived with her mate to kill her parents, only to end up rejected. Six years later, the Wolf King visits her pack, sees her, and demands she participate in his Luna choosing game—a game where one woman emerges as his Luna. But for years, all the women who participated have died. For years, rumors swirled that the Wolf King was the one killing them. For years, Raphael had not seen a woman like Lyra—someone who captured both him and his wolf from the moment they laid eyes on her. To Lyra, he was her master now, one she had to serve, just as she had served Edmund, her ex-mate. To Raphael, he wanted to know every inch of her—every scar, every line. Would Lyra accept him into her life after everything she’s been through? And could Raphael wait for her through it all? Find out.

Axel’s hand shot to her throat without warning, clamping her down with brutal force, her naked breast_ hard red nipples; bared free to his hungry feral eyes. Eyes that blazed with uncontrollable hunger for her suffering. “You are my slave, my property… mine to keep. Mine to break, I protect my property from rogues and thieves even if I intend to destroy myself.” Axel growled. From that instant Ava knew there was no escape for her. — After surviving the massacre of his family and pack, Alpha Axel of Blood Claw Pack waged war against the mad king, seizing the throne and claiming the royal House of the Lycans. He captured Princess Ava, the mad king's daughter, and though she wasn't enough to atone for her father's sins, she would do just fine. Discovering she was his mate whom he hated with every fiber of his being, Axel rejected her, making her his sex slave. Framed for murder, Ava fled with Axel's unborn child, giving birth to sextuplet Lycans the first in two centuries; After Lycans extinction. Six years later, Axel learns of his heirs and captures Ava once more. Will she prove that she's not a monster like her father, or will Axel's hatred consume them both?