Guildmate Next Door Novel Novels & Stories

Lucien sent me onto the transplant table with his own hands to save the foster sister he treasured most. “Elara, this is what you owe Sylvie.” “Give her your kidney, and I’ll let you remain the Luna of this pack.” He did not know that five years ago, when the northern wolf keep caught fire, the one who carried him out of the flames had never been Sylvie. It had been me. He knew even less that I had long since reached the final stage of soul-wolf collapse. I had only forty-eight hours left. This kidney was the last thing keeping me alive. On the day of the operation, he stood outside Sylvie’s healing chamber, speaking to her softly and refusing to leave her side. Meanwhile, in the transplant room next door, my heart stopped. When news of my death reached him, he only sneered and called it another one of my tricks. Not until much later did he unfold the blood-soaked rescue record from the northern fire and see the photograph attached to it. Mine. Alpha, your Luna left one final message before she died. “She says this life is returned to you.” “In the next one, may you never meet again.” So why are you losing your mind now, Lucien? Isn’t this exactly the ending you wanted?

To help cover our household expenses, I often sold second-hand items online. Late one night, a new listing suddenly appeared under my husband's account. [Private trainer for sale. Almost new. Obedient and resilient. No upkeep required. Cash only.] The attached photo showed a woman from behind, caught in the middle of a yoga pose. The red mole at her waist stood out clearly. It was me. The comments section erupted within seconds. Men with usernames like 'LocalHunter' started bidding aggressively. [Five hundred. Thirty minutes. Pickup only. No negotiations.] [Are you kidding? Two thousand. All night. I'll bring my own gear.] My husband immediately replied to the highest bidder: Adrian 'The Butcher' Kane. [Deal. She's in the bedroom. The door isn't locked. Go straight in.] In the next moment, the bedroom doorknob slowly began to turn from the other side.

NOTICE: This is a gay Novel and it includes gay sexual content. ***** The story is about a lonely boy who just wants to be loved. ****"""" It all started when He felt something next to him, it was touching his body but when he opened his eyes everything he felt was gone but the touch he felt still lingers... -------- Nicolas is a twenty two year old living in a small flat and works at a local restaurant while studying to finish his university. Growing up Nicolas was bullied in secondary school because of his sexual orientation and for coming out as gay which led to him to change schools. As a result he stopped trusting people and became a closed off person. Jasper He is an Alpha of a Red Moon Pack who is straight and he doesn't like humans because of his past history with them. He was born differently from any other werewolf and he has been looking for his mate ever since he turned eighteen but now he is twenty six and still searching. He still has hope that one day he will find her but what happens when he indeed finds her and finds out that his mate is actually a he not a her also he is a human the species he hates. (Thank you for giving my novel a chance; I will work hard to improve my Writing skills!)

Amelia, the daughter of Sliver Moon Pack's Alpha, after her mother passed away. Her father marked his mistress as Luna and took back a stepsister for her, then her life turned into hell. But she tried her best to live and hope she could find mate to take her away from the abyss. But instead she was driven of the pack for a crime she didn't commit and had a one-night stand with a strange man. The next day, her stepsister opened the door with Amelia's mate. "I, Jax Stone, Future Beta of the Silver Moon pack reject you, Amelia, daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Moon pack." Tears ran down Amelia's cheeks. *** Five years later, Amelia was forced to attend her stepsister's wedding, but her pup pointed his tiny finger at the wedding stage. "Why does he look like me? We have the same eyes, Mom..."

Avery's always harbored a crush on Jake Ortega, the charming boy next door who once stole her first kiss. Life pulled them apart when she had to move away with her mom. But now, fate reunites them, and sparks fly anew. With Jake now at the helm of his father's billion-dollar company, their rekindled connection breaches all boundaries, fueled by an irresistible attraction. ********* "Do you like that princess?" Jake thirstily questioned between our kiss once again. "Y..yes." I managed to moan out before he cruelly removed himself. Jake stood above me while staring down at me with a pleasing smirk on his handsome face. "Your lips taste of strawberries just as they were before princess. Now I want you to be a good little girl and maybe, just maybe I'll give you what your body has been craving for and more."

Following the success of her two novels, Cela receives an offer for the TV adaptation of her stories but a third story has to be written soon to complete a three-story special. She is not in to the project until she rediscovers the paper bearing the address of the meeting place of her supposed first date with Nate. Now that her mother is no longer around to interfere, she becomes inspired to reunite with him after many years and hopefully write the third novel based on their new story. Unfortunately, he is now about to get married in two months. Disappointed with the turn of events, she decides not to meet him again. She visits their old meeting place and finds it a good place to write but unexpectedly meets him there. They agree not to talk to each other if they meet there again but fate leads them to meet again under different circumstances leaving them no choice but to speak to each other. Suddenly, Nate’s fiancée starts acting weird and suggests that he spend the weekend with Cela while she is away. Although it confuses him, he figures that it is her way of helping him get closure. The two spend one Sunday reminiscing the past expecting a closure in the end but the wonderful moment they share this time only makes it harder to achieve that closure so Cela has to put a stop to it saying, “Please don't think even for a second that there is still something left or something new to explore after everything that happened or did not happen. This is not a novel. This is reality. We don't get sequels or spin-offs in real life. We just continue. We move forward and that's how we get to the ending."

My best friend's boyfriend was cheating, so I tagged along to bust him at a hotel. Fifteen hours until go time. Felicity Cook booked a room right next to Jake's, jaw tight. "They'll be here tonight. When the time comes, we'll catch them red-handed." Inside, I could barely keep my eyes open. She'd been a wreck since last night, and I hadn't slept a minute trying to keep her sane. Figured I had time, so I set an alarm and crashed. When I opened my eyes, a guy was lying next to me. Felicity kicked the door in and pointed at me. "Lydia Lloyd! I can't believe you betrayed me! You're my best friend! Why would you sneak around and steal my boyfriend?" I just stared, mind blank, trying to get words out. She snapped, yanked out a kitchen knife, and in front of everyone, drove it into me again and again. I hit the floor, drowning in my own blood, eyes stuck open like my body refused to let me go. I came here to catch a cheater—how did I end up the side chick? Then I blinked... and I was right back at the moment I first walked into that hotel with Felicity.

Three months since my husband, Julian Moretti, disappeared. I walked into his favorite den, the grief so deep it stole the air from my lungs. I just wanted to breathe him in, to find any trace of him that was left. Then I heard it. A familiar laugh. And the soft moan of a woman. Through a crack in the door, I saw him. My husband, the man "missing" for three months, had his hand tangled in another woman's hair. "Baby, just a little longer," he said. "Soon as I siphon enough cash from the family's books, we're gone. You and me." In his arms was Bianca, from the Rosso family. "What about your wife?" she purred. "Let her play the grieving widow. She's nothing without me anyway." My fists clenched. The world went quiet, my blood turning to ice. The next day, I put the word out to the entire Family. "I'm holding a memorial mass for my husband." At the service, he stormed in, a ghost returned from the grave, roaring that he was alive and there to take back what was his. But I was standing next to his uncle, Dante Moretti, and all I did was stare him down. "Then explain," I said, my voice cutting through the silence. "Explain the woman. Explain the money. Explain your betrayal... to the Family. And to me."

This author has failed as a heroine, so she came back as the villain… Except she didn’t come back alone. She brought secrets. She brought sins. She brought a book that was never meant to be read… Sinners & Saints isn’t just a collection of stories— It's a confession. A warning. A door you shouldn’t open. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ WARNING! DARK ROMANCE STORIES! THAT ARE NOT BEGINNER FRIENDLY! NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART! EXPECT TWISTED KINK, BDSM THEMES, TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS, RAPE, BETRAYAL, MORALLY GREY CHARACTERS, OBSESSION, MANIPULATION, GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, REVENGE-DRIVEN PLOTS, PSYCHOLOGICAL TORMENT, POSSESSIVENESS, TRAUMA, AND DISTURBING SITUATIONS THAT ARE NOT MEANT FOR SENSITIVE READERS!!!!!!!!!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. SO WHAT HAPPENS NEXT IS ON YOU! PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK BECAUSE THIS IS WHERE YOUR INNOCENCE ENDS!!!!!!!!!! READ IF YOU DARE… (BUT DON’T COME BACK CRYING!) ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ So tell me— Will you stop here and scroll by… or are you willing to sin?

Those beautiful love stories happened in our youth.The boy in the next classroom wore white sneakers today. The ponytail of the smiling pretty girl swayed when she walked. The boy next door passed by the window after playing basketball...This is a story about youngsters having a crush, meeting their first love, and falling in passionate love.“Please Confess Your Love to Me”Maverick Xenos was my senior at the university.Before I knew him, he looked unapproachable to me. He even spoke with an air of mesmerizing aloofness.Then I found that this man was not what he seemed at all. I was fooled by his facade before ending up as his girlfriend.“I Got Three Boyfriends After My Amnesia”I lost my memory after a car accident, and then three men appeared who claimed to be my boyfriends.I looked at the reserved brainiac who was organizing my notes, the rebellious campus star who was peeling an apple for me, and the pure-hearted pretty boy who was giving me a massage.I was deep in thought.Couldn't I just live with the three of them?“Copper Heart”I spent nearly 1,000 dollars asking a policeman for his WhatsApp number.But he sternly refused. He even asked me if I was flirting with him to get back at my ex-boyfriend.He got me!Worse, my ex-boyfriend came to borrow money again.Before I could answer, the policeman stretched his wrists...