Grimoire Ink Novels & Stories

What if the only way to survive is to become exactly what they made you? Arden Steele was a good person. She trusted the two people closest to her with everything, including her life. Her husband and stepsister took her money, her health, and eventually her life. She died believing it was just bad luck. Then she woke up three years earlier. This time, Arden isn't being good. She's being ruthless. She knows every betrayal that's coming and she's decided that if she can't stop fate's events, she'll damn well decide who they happen to. Her cheating husband? Her scheming sister? They wanted a victim. They're getting a villain instead. The only problem is Jett Mercer. Stupidly rich, annoyingly perceptive, and completely unable to leave her alone. He's turning into something that scares her more than her enemies do, because she can plan around hatred. She's not so sure she can plan around love. She came back to burn everything down. She just didn't expect to feel something warm in the middle of all that fire.

Kate Adams spent her childhood watching her mother raise the boy next door like he was her own. Leon Romano. The heir, the golden child, the one who got everything Kate never did. Now he's at the center of a scandal that could ruin his billionaire family. The PR team comes up with a stunt to divert attention. Their solution? Marry him off to a “respectable girl” from humble beginnings. Kate was never supposed to be that girl. But Leon made sure she was. Her father took the money. She got the ring. And now she's living in the home that used to make her feel invisible, with the man she swore she'd never forgive. But Leon isn't the boy she remembers. And no matter how much she resents him… he's not making it easy to hate him still. Because Leon doesn't just want to clear his name, he wants her. And suddenly he's not the boy next door anymore.

A month before the SAT exams, I was finally brought back to the Bowen family. In fear that I would take back all the love and attention, Archer Bowen, the adopted heir, pouted to his childhood sweetheart. "Keira, Zane pissed me off. Teach him a lesson. Go after him and make him fall for you. Then get photos of him naked and ruin him completely." The next day, the school queen, Keira Johnston, showed up in front of me with a huge bouquet of roses while smiling like a dream. "Zane, I like you. Be my boyfriend." At the same time, a cold mechanical voice rang out in my mind: [Target has appeared. Host, begin conquering Keira Johnston immediately.] I looked at Keira, who had once bullied me, and curled my lips into a faint smile. "Sure."

“Spend a night with me and I assure you that all your financial problems will be solved.” He smirked wearing a smug look she desperately wanted to wipe from his face. “I am not interested in your damn offer. I'll leave now, it was a mistake coming here in the first place.” She sighed and turned to leave, but he pulled her to himself and whispered into her ears. “What about your sister? Are you just going to watch her die? Do you want to live the rest of your life knowing that you had a chance to save her but didn't?” ***** Annabel is devastated after her father's death. Being the first child of the family, she is left to repay her father's numerous debts. The debtors were determined to rid her and her sister of everything they had if they failed to pay. She had an encounter with the famous playboy billionaire — Roland D'Villle. An encounter that led to the loss of her job and only source of survival, and which in turn opened doors to numerous bitter-sweet experiences for her, but fate was about to play a massive one on her. What does fate have in stock for her this time?

After switching grooms with her sister, Nady Jones, Hazel is broken with the thought that she will be marrying Coyle Anderson, the billionaire who is rumored to be a living corpse while her sister marries her fiance. Never did Hazel expect Coyle to be loving and also healthy; just like fire, the news about his well-being spreads across the country, and Nady wants back her groom. "I made a mistake by switching your fiance with mine; I want Coyle back. So let's switch," Nady spouted. Will Coyle choose to be with Nady, seeing that she was the bride he wanted from the beginning, or will he give a chance to a loving adventure with Hazel, the bride who is willing to die for him?

"How does the intense pain of betrayal reconcile with unexpected love?" Maya's world shatters in front of her when her perfect family dissolves in the blink of an eye--An unfaithful husband and worse, a son rebelling against her. However, fate had other plans for her and this came in the form of a powerful and compassionate Alpha. In the process of picking up the broken pieces of her heart, Maya finds comfort in Alpha Conan. But this only invites more chaos to her life. Would she crumble under the weight of her choices or would she free herself from the shackles of her destiny?

I married the man I believed was perfect, but the illusion shattered. His betrayal came with an affair and when I confronted him, he called me barren and delusional. In my need for revenge, I had a one night stand with a mysterious man and he became my little obsession. Aria Nicole is known as the "queen of romance," a New-York best-selling marriage author celebrated for her wisdom on love and relationships. But behind closed doors, her own four-year marriage is void of passion, and the spark she writes about feels like a lie. On her fourth wedding anniversary, Aria’s carefully crafted world crumbles when she catches her husband in bed with his secretary. Heartbroken and desperate for escape, she finds herself at a nightclub. What begins as a night of sadness ends in unexpected turns, a one-night stand with a mysterious man. He became her little addiction but what happened when her family is strongly against their relationship and she is forced to chose.

She married him for revenge. They say grief makes you fragile. They're wrong. Six months ago, Carmela Ferrara’s sister Elena died under the protection of the one man that was supposed to keep her safe—Don Gabriele Conti. Her husband. Now Carmela has one goal: revenge. But nothing in the mafia is ever as simple as it seems. Gabriele is dangerous, damaged, and hiding deadly secrets about the night Elena died. And the closer Carmela gets to destroying him, the more she realizes her sister's death wasn't what everyone believes. In a world built on blood and betrayal, where every vow is a weapon and trust is fatal, Carmela must choose: continue her revenge or uncover the truth. Because the real killer is closer than she thinks. And in the mafia, that mistake could cost her everything. Some vows are made to be kept. Others are made to ruin. 'Til vengeance do us part. An enemies-to-lovers, dark, morally gray romance novel built on revenge, betrayal, self-destruction and revenge.

“I am sorry, Mr. Thomas, but I am married—" "To an asshole," Thomas interrupted, his voice dripping with disdain. My eyes flashed with anger. "To my husband," I corrected. Thomas raised an eyebrow. "Your husband doesn't know or care that you're crying because he's in there flirting with another woman." My face burned with shame. "He's just socializing," I defended, frustration betraying my words Thomas snorted. "By trying to get into her pants." He smirked, moving closer while I retreated, the space between us shrinking with every step. "I am sorry, Mr. Thomas, but my marital life is none of your business." "Only I can decide that." He said, his smirk twisting into a snarl I opened my mouth to protest, but he cut me off. “Say one more word and I'll have you right here and now" he said, his voice a low, husky growl. His finger traced the curve of my face, my heart racing and I felt my defenses crumbling. In a lightning-fast move, his lips slammed into mine, crushing me with a kiss that was both savage and intoxicating. ****** Two people, different worlds, with just one thing in common - Secrets. What happens when formidable sparks begin to brew and secrets threatens to unravel?

“Sign it.” Axton’s calm voice echoed in the room. The kind of calm that made silence deafening. He pushed the divorce papers across the polished desk, his expression cold and composed. The pen rolled until it stopped in front of her hand. Isla’s fingers trembled slightly as she picked it up. The golden ring on her finger glinted under the office light, a cruel reminder of everything that was about to end. Three years of marriage, three years of smiles and unspoken tenderness, now reduced to a signature line. They had never married for love, binded by a contract signed for convenience, destined to expire the moment it no longer served its purpose. And yet somewhere along the way, Isla had forgotten it was only temporary.