Hell Followed Keanu Reeves Novels & Stories

"I would rather die than become his wife, Father," I said, followed by the startled noise of the crowd. "Amber, please don't. You know that I have always loved--," "Love, you said?" I cried out. I could feel that my skin tighten and my breath flared. Then again, the recollection of that night flashing before my eyes. What had happened that day didn't kill me, but something inside me died that day.Amber Durant was born a girl in the wrong place and time. By the ages of 16 years old Amber was forced into some sick twisted fate that shatters everything she knows. Love, hate, trauma, desire to be free, and longing for revenge have led her to other shades of life. Will she survive the monster within her?

During their seven-year relationship, Claudia Maureen Tiongco thought that Preston would be her husband, that he would fulfill her dream of becoming a wife but she was disappointed. Unexpectedly, Preston's attitude towards her changed especially when she met Penelope, his assistant. Claudia tried to understand everything, even seeing the two happy was something she endured because of her deep love for Preston. Every time she saw Preston treating Penelope well, it hurt her so much. But not everything ended there. Claudia saw that leaving Preston and moving to his rival company was a good opportunity to start a new lifestyle but she's wrong. Preston followed her wherever she went and forced her to pursue him again. Will her heart remain hard or will she let him be imprisoned by lies again?

Tamara saw something she shouldn't have—werewolves. Now they followed her. When the Alpha wolf Kai touches her, silver light erupted from her hands. Turns out she's not human. She's half-witch, half-something else. Something dangerous. The moon is cracking. Sleeping old ones are awakening. And Tamara's father—the Moon King—is about to escape his prison and turn everyone into monsters. She has seven days to find the Silver Crown and stop him. But here's the terrible secret: To save the world, Tamara doesn't have to fight the Moon King. She has to become him. The prophecy never said she'd save everyone. It said she'd have to choose—let the world burn, or become the monster herself. What would you choose if saving everyone meant losing yourself forever?

Everyone in our circle knew I had always been obsessed with Daniel Rothman. I followed whatever he did—went to school, learnt eight different languages, studied finance. After all, the Rothmans and Fosters were destined to merge through marriage—our intertwined business empires depended on it. However, on our wedding day, Daniel flew overseas to rescue his crush in distress. Our childhood bond, once the envy of everyone, became the biggest joke of all. There I was, wearing a wedding dress worth millions, standing alone as I completed the grand ceremony by myself. The headlines were everywhere. For the first time, my name came before his in the news. How foolish. Men were a dime a dozen. But there was only one well-established business empire. I did not just want his body. I wanted his money, too.

"You were mine, Zaria. He stole you and now he broke your heart. It's time I take back what's mine," he whispered in my ear as he wiped my tears away. ... Zaria fell into an arranged marriage with the man promised to be her husband. Being a naive daughter as she is, she followed her ruthless family's wishes. They knew they'd be sending her into a hellhole where she can never escape from. The marriage collapsed even before the ceremony started. Down on the bed, her groom was with another woman. Shameless, reckless, and indecent. But she had no other choice but to marry him. However... there was someone who would jump into that hellhole she fell into in order to save her. Passionate, genuine, and idiotic as it sounds, there was one man willing to risk everything for the woman that was once his. "In this life or another, you have and will always be mine."

“Kill me or let me go.” “Why?” He whispers and nuzzles into my neck, “So you could run into another man’s arms?” “No.” I tighten my fists, ignoring the dagger inches away from my heart. “So I would drag you into the deepest pit of hell.” “You're forgetting something, peaches,” A wicked smile tugged on Hayes’ lips, “ I am hell itself.” ——— Elara was nothing more than the illegitimate daughter drowning in the hatred of her pack. But when she meets Hayes, her horrible life takes a drastic turn. She gets dragged to into the world of the vicious Alpha where she finds out life could only get worse. Hayes believes a mate is nothing more than curse and makes it his mission to turn Elara’s life a living hell but with the great war approaching, sparks start to fly. Will Hayes and Elara realize their feelings for each other on time or succumb to the forces of evil threatening to tear them— and the whole world apart?

Rosalia Alexandra Davis a werewolf with a troubled childhood , outcast of her pack with a few of her secrets hidden to herself , prays everyday to find her mate soon and to be able to escape the hell she calls her pack . Suddenly one day her prayers are answered when her mates , Yes mates with a 's

Damion never thought it was possible for him to meet his mate, but he was surprised when he entered class on a faithful day and he was staring at the most beautiful creature he's ever set his eyes on who happens to be his mate. How the hell is he going to tell the guy that he's his mate?

Being in a loveless marriage with her heartthrob, Jason Foster, the ruthless and arrogant son of the wealthiest billionaire in Batavia, filled with anger and hatred Jason vowed to make their marriage a living hell for Maya. A story filled with pain, love, and rejection A fight for love and betrayal, will Jason learn to love Maya or allow his hatred for her to ruin their marriage?

Second book in My Archangel Soulmate series ** Strong arms wrapped around my much smaller frame, comfortable warmth engulfing my tingling body, followed by the softest, sweetest touch of his lips against mine, moving in a slow, gentle kiss. My eyelids fluttered closed on their own accord, pressing myself even closer, my hand finding its way around his neck, burying my fingers in his short soft hair while the small sparks of bright light still danced in between us, mixing with each other. It felt so magical, so utterly ethereal, the way his entire being felt so close to mine, tiny pieces of himself tangling with mine, like small silvery strings those tiny pieces drawing us together, creating a supernatural bond.