Gone Too Far Hazbin Hotel Comic Novels & Stories

Olivia Carter once believed that love could grow after marriage. For three years, she stayed beside the cold and powerful CEO, Sebastian Knight, enduring his indifference and the humiliation from his family. But everything shattered the night Sebastian chose another woman and threw divorce papers in front of her. Heartbroken and betrayed, Olivia disappeared from his life without a word. What Sebastian never knew was that she carried a secret that would change everything. Five years later, Olivia returns—but she is no longer the weak woman everyone once mocked. She has become a fearless and powerful woman with her own empire, and by her side stands a brilliant little boy who shares the same cold eyes as Sebastian Knight. When their paths cross again, the ruthless CEO who once abandoned her begins to realize the truth he ignored for years. But this time, Olivia Carter is no longer the woman who begged for love. Now the powerful CEO must chase the wife he lost, face dangerous enemies, and prove that his regret isn’t too late. Because some mistakes cost more than a broken heart… They cost the family you never knew you had.

Elara thought her life was perfect. Betrothed to a prince, raised by the Alpha and Luna, and days away from unlocking her wolf. But on her 18th birthday, everything shattered. Branded a liar, stripped of her name, and cast into slavery, she watched another girl steal her place as the Alpha’s daughter. Betrayed, banished, and broken, Elara was dragged into the darkness of the unknown… only to discover a deeper fate that ties her to a cursed Alpha, a buried truth, and a power she never knew she had. Her fall was only the beginning of her journey.

Before our wedding, my fiancé, Carlo Vitale—the youngest Don on the East Coast—held a church ceremony with my stepsister. He said, "According to Mafia rules, only the woman who completes the wedding ceremony with me and receives the blessing of all the family is my true wife. "So even if your sister Elena is carrying my child, she's nothing more than a mistress." After the priest's blessing, they exchanged rings. I stood outside the church, watching through a curtain of rain as he kissed another woman. My face was white. I had loved Carlo for twelve years, from the ages of sixteen to twenty-eight. However, he had only ever had my stepsister, Sophia, not me, in his heart. I chose to let him go. Later, I left for Europe. All I left Carlo was a notice of our broken engagement and a parting gift. For some reason, the man who had always treated me with indifference seemed to have aged ten years overnight.

We shouldn’t be doing this,” Nate said like he meant it. But he didn’t move away. All I wanted was a fresh start. New city. New apartment. New version of me. So when my best friend, Olivia, offered me a place in her brother’s building, I didn’t hesitate. What I didn’t expect was Nate. Her older brother, my landlord, and a man who already belonged to someone else. The kind of man who looks at you once and makes you forget every reason you shouldn’t want him. I knew the rules. I knew the risks. I broke them anyway. But desire has a price. And mine came with a friendship on the line, a past that refused to stay buried, and pressure closing in from every direction. The smartest thing I could’ve done was walk away. The problem? Nate had already made me forget how. The moment we crossed the line, everything I came here to rebuild was suddenly at risk.

Two years ago, she was convicted of deliberately injuring the woman he loved. To him, her crime was unforgivable. He had her found guilty and was thrown into prison, destroying not only her leg but also every shred of her pride. Now, two years later, she believes she has finally clawed her way out of hell. She swears never to cross paths with him again, never to let their life interact again. But some devils never let go. And the man who once ruined her… is the very one who refuses to release her.

My younger fraternal twin brother finally gets a girlfriend. Our parents, who are overseas, entrust me with the task of welcoming her. I instruct the maids to prepare a feast to welcome her. As we sit around the dining table, my brother scoops a bowl of soup for me himself. After that meal, my brother's girlfriend pulls a long face at me. "Who gave you the right to eat the soup my darling scooped? How could you be so lazy? You can't even cook, yet you're not even embarrassed to stuff yourself with all that food!" I'm stunned by her outrageous words. I reply in annoyance, "What does that have to do with you anyway? I'll do as I please!" She glares at me with hatred written all over her face and yells, "Why aren't you married yet? The family's assets belong to me and my darling. Who do you think you are that you can spend our money? "Just look at you. You will never be able to get married like this. Perhaps it'll be better for you if you beg me to introduce my elder cousin to you. He doesn't mind that you're lazy. All he wants is for you to give him a son. He earns over ten thousand dollars a month!" I'm dumbstruck by her shamelessness. I storm straight to the bathroom where my brother is and bang on the door repeatedly. "Come out here right now! What is with your girlfriend? And since when have our family's assets become yours and yours alone?"

Five years into my marriage to the Don, Ives Moretti, he left me for dead during a shootout to get his mistress, Isabella, to safety. I woke up three days later in a private hospital room. No apology. Ives was cold. “You’re my wife. You knew the risks. Stop being so dramatic.” Then, he added, “Isabella’s different. She’s fragile. She needed me.” That was followed by three months of the silent treatment. Like always, he expected me to be the one to break, to come crawling back begging for forgiveness. Three months later, I handed the Irish deal to Isabella on a silver platter. The big one I’d spent half a year building myself. Ives thought it was a peace offering. He smiled, a rare, genuine thing these days. “I knew you’d come around. As a reward, we’ll go to Vegas. I know you’ve always wanted to go.” The next day, Isabella whined about being bored, and he broke his promise. He took her to Vegas instead. Told me it was “urgent family business.” This time, I didn’t cry. Didn’t make a scene. Ives was pleased I was being so understanding. He had no idea I was already cutting all ties to the Moretti family. That he’d already signed the divorce papers. I was free.

Everyone said Kane adored me. That for me, he'd tame the wild rage of an Alpha, soften every growl, and sheath every claw. Ten years. Ten damn years of chasing, spoiling, protecting. I was convinced I’d be his Luna—his mate, his forever. But betrayal doesn’t come with a warning. It cuts sharp and deep. And it never just comes once. The first lie, I forgave. The second, I bled. The third? It broke something in me I’m not sure I’ll ever get back. And then came the words that snapped the last thread holding me together. "Julia, can't you just stop being so difficult? Stop acting like the world revolves around you." That was when I knew. The man who once walked through fire for me…Had turned into the very beast I needed saving from. The love I thought I had—it wasn’t love. It was a gilded cage, pretty from the outside, but still a prison. And if I was ever going to be free, I'd have to be the one to smash it open. Even if it meant setting the wolf on fire with it.

Pain. That was all I remembered after I lost my mom to a sudden death. I was seven when that happened. And after that, my father took over the house and the company, and married a week later to my mom's best friend, while stating it was for my own good. The world turned their backs on me, calling me trash and a jinx. But that wasn't the worst thing I had to endure. My father drugged and sold me as a replacement for the debts he could not repay. In return, I got stuck in the hands of a ruthless disfigured man, who always hid his face behind a mask. “I'll never let you go, Georgina. You're mine, and the sooner you accept that, the better”. His cold voice echoed in my ears as he grabbed my neck and made my legs become weak. I thought all hope was lost, but I miraculously escaped. … Ha. It's funny how fast time flies. It's been 8 years, and I finally returned to the city that broke me. But this time, I didn't return the same way I had left. I didn't return as the docile fool. Rather, I returned as someone they could not touch. A mother to my lovely twins. And the most sought after miraculous doctor. “My daughter, you're back home. Everyone, she is my daughter”. “My wife, I have finally found you. Return home with me”. They tried to control me again. How sick and irritating. Did they think I was the old Georgina they knew? They are wrong. The old Georgina had died, and this new Georgina had returned to make them pay. I will reclaim everything they took away. The company, the house. Including restoring my mother's honor! I'm Georgina, and you are welcome to my story…

At the height of my love for Seth Scott, he gave his heart to someone else. The winter chill seeped through the walls, and I lay beneath my blankets, trembling through the long, dark hours. He was out there, holding another woman close, warming her feet against his chest. He dismissed me as dramatic, refusing even a final glance. But what he didn’t realize was that I was dying. And he would never have the chance to see me again.