He Who Fights With Monsters Royal Road Novels & Stories

Two weeks before I stopped waiting, Ethan Hayes gave my island invitation to another woman. Her name was Mia Lawson. Twenty-six, pretty, soft-spoken, and always close enough to him that people had started pretending not to notice. That night, everyone at our table went quiet. Ethan didn't. He placed the envelope in her hand and said, "You've been working too hard. Take a break." Mia blushed like he had given her roses. I looked at the envelope, then at the man I had waited eight years to marry. That island was supposed to be ours. The beach, the villa, the ceremony site facing the ocean. All of it. Maya gripped my hand under the table and whispered, "Claire, say something." But I only smiled, because if I opened my mouth, I was afraid I would beg. And I was done begging. Two weeks later, on that same island, my phone kept lighting up with Ethan's name. I didn't answer. I was already wearing the white dress he had told me to return.

This a story about how enemies became lover then became enemies again .enemies don’t change I fell in love with him and trusted him but he destroyed me

Branded by her parents’ betrayal, Lyra Fenris has spent her life in chains of shame, hated, starved, and treated like dirt. But on her nineteenth birthday, her cruel Alpha, the very man who’s made her life a living hell, feels the unthinkable: the mate bond. Alpha Larry Talbot wants nothing more than to hate her…but his wolf has other plans. Their bond is savage. Their past is poison. And their future? Explosive. Love wasn’t part of the curse. But now, it might be their only salvation.

Selene Winters was raised to be the perfect Luna—elegant, quiet, and completely devoted to her fated mate, Damon Voss. She thought love would be enough. That being chosen by the Moon Goddess guaranteed a happy ending. She was wrong. On the night of their mating ceremony, Alpha Damon rejected her in front of the entire Bloodhowl Pack. Called her weak. Unworthy. A mistake. And when no one stepped in—not even her family—Selene did the only thing she could. She ran. Everyone assumed she died in the cursed Shadow Forest. No one survives that place. But they don’t know what really lives there. Two years later, Selene returns. Not as the broken girl Damon left behind—but as an Alpha. Strong. Commanding. Untouchable. And she’s not interested in forgiveness. Because the bond? It’s gone. The Luna he rejected? She's the Alpha he’ll regret.

By our sixth year of marriage, Derrick hadn't touched me in three months. Said he was swamped at work. Always tired. After everything, I still believed him. Then on my birthday, I caught his friend talking in Garmenian—a language Derrick didn't think I understood. "You cut off the side piece yet? You were with her nonstop. Surprised you didn't drop dead. Your wife cool with that?" Derrick let out a smoke ring. "Haven't touched Audrey in months. Sabrina's insane in bed—I'm not over her yet. Sucks she got pregnant. Audrey doesn't want kids, so I gave Sabrina some cash. She'll have the baby overseas." My hands curled into fists. Silent tears streamed down my face. He glanced over, nervous. "What's wrong?" I smiled. "The cake you made is amazing. I'm really touched." It was sweet—but when you understand Garmenian, all you taste is betrayal.

Scarlett believed she had already survived the worst pain a woman could endure, when she buried her son. When she laid him in the ground, she thought life had taken everything it could from her. She was wrong. Because grief was only the beginning. Another woman. Another child. Another family, hidden in plain sight. The company she helped create is gone Scarlett is left with nothing. No marriage. No child. No power. No safety. Only memories of Jake, and a heart shattered beyond recognition. Just when she believes she has reached the end, life plays its cruelest card yet. A man from her past return, the one she betrayed in order to marry the man who ultimately destroyed her. She has three impossible options: Never trust a man again. Give love another chance. Or stay with the devil she’s already used to. Each choice carries consequences that could destroy her or set her free.

Four years of loving Marchello Enzo taught me one thing— it was finally time to let him go. He was the Don of the Marchello mafia empire. And I was supposed to become his Donna—his partner, his equal, the woman who stood at his side. But the moment his childhood sweetheart returned, radiant and adored, I understood something painfully simple: The title of Donna was never meant for me. It belonged to her. So before I walked away, I made three quiet decisions— First, I tossed the wedding ring he believed I treasured, and altered my million-dollar wedding dress to the measurements of the woman who had always held his heart. Second, I packed every extravagant gift he had ever given me—and donated them all to charity. They had once felt like proof of love; now they were nothing but proof of my foolishness. Third,I reclaimed a position I once abandoned for him—one I had turned down twice because he wanted me at his side. This time, I chose myself. My work. My life. A path that did not depend on his promises. On the day of his wedding, when he lifted the bride’s veil and realized it wasn’t me… the ruler of a billion-dollar underworld empire shattered. He tore the city apart looking for me— But he never found me. Because by then, I was already thousands of miles away, buried in my work, building the life he never believed I’d choose. I held the one secret he never imagined he’d lose: our child.

“I Do” hearing those two words coming from him breaks my heart into million pieces again. I lost him forever. Everything is happening infront of me. I closed my eyes and started thinking about our memories and trying to forget them forever. Then we heard “No!” shocking each and one of us. But who cares, He said “I Do”…

“Are you sure you want to go through with the abortion procedure, Mrs. Windsor?” The doctor’s voice was soft, almost cautious. Elysia Windsor lowered her gaze, fingers trembling against her stomach as tears burned behind her eyes. “Yes, doctor,” she whispered shakily. “Alright… but we’ll need your husband’s consent and signature first.” Her husband. For five years, Declan Windsor had never truly been hers. Cold. Distant. Untouchable. While Elysia loved him hopelessly, Declan only had eyes for the woman he truly wanted. Still, Elysia endured the loneliness of their marriage, convincing herself that loving him from afar was enough. Until one drunken night changed everything. Now pregnant with Declan’s twins, Elysia begins to hope for something more… only for Declan to bring his first love, Victoria Hale, into their home pregnant with his child. Humiliated, betrayed, and repeatedly framed by the same woman who tormented her in high school, Elysia reaches her breaking point when she nearly loses her babies—and Declan still chooses Victoria over her. So she leaves. Quietly. Completely. But the moment Elysia disappears, Declan realizes the devastating truth too late The wife he neglected was the only woman who ever truly loved him. Now she’s gone, carrying his children and the pieces of his heart with her. And when Declan finally finds her again years later, Elysia is no longer the broken woman he left behind. The problem? This time, she may choose someone else.

To celebrate his female student's birthday, my professor husband brought a group of people into my laboratory without permission. By the time I rushed there, birthday candles had been stuck into my culture dishes, and my research notes were smeared with cake frosting. The only pathogen sample in existence had already been knocked onto the floor. I tried to save it, but Zack Fenton stopped me. "Clean it up later. Let Cheryl make her wish first." Shaking with rage, I pointed at the wrecked laboratory. "Do you even know what that sample was?" He casually lit the birthday candles and barely glanced at the mess. "Wasn't it just the sample for your father's treatment? Your dad's already so old. Who knows if he'll even live long enough for you to succeed? Might as well let Cheryl enjoy her birthday first." Watching him carefully shield Cheryl Smith as she leaned forward to blow out the candles, I suddenly laughed. What he did not know was this: The medicine for my father had already been successfully developed last month. The sample destroyed on the floor was the only one capable of treating Zack's rare disease.