Her Last Flight Novels & Stories

My twin sister, wanting to be with her thug boyfriend, secretly planned to apply for a junior college. When I could not talk her out of it, I told our parents and managed to stop her. However, just a month into the new semester, her thug boyfriend cheated on her. She left a suicide note, blaming it all on the long distance between them. She wrote that if she had gone to that junior college, her boyfriend would never have cheated. Grief‑stricken, my parents turned all their rage on me. "You wretched girl, this is all your fault for meddling! What business was it of yours which school your sister went to? Even if she didn't go to college, we could still support her. We didn't need your big mouth!" "If it weren't for your spiteful tongue, your sister wouldn't be dead!" "We were cursed to have a vicious, unfilial daughter like you!" They locked me in her room, ordering me to repent. Then they took her ashes on a trip, saying they wanted her to see the beautiful mountains and rivers she never got to visit in life. A month later, they returned from their travels to find me long dead, starved to a withered husk in front of my sister's photo. Their eyes held no grief, no guilt, only a faint, scornful curl of the lips. In their eyes, my death was nothing more than justice served. My broken soul saw their icy expressions, and despairing tears burned my eyes. Then my sister's familiar voice rang out again: "What business is it of yours which school I go to? You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend, aren't you?"

"Mmm...I'm going to enjoy making you my little whore, Emilia." ************************************ Abandoned by her family, and forced into marriage to clear their debts, Emilia yearns for freedom. However, even freedom comes at a cost, and Emilia must pay to none other than Marcelo Del Ponte, a notorious crime boss and mafia leader. Will Emilia be able to satiate his raw hunger? Will she be consumed by his obsession and lust? Can she change Marcelo into the man she once knew him to be? Will she ever be truly free?

Tensions are brewing inside the calm surface of Sylvestre Empire when the Crown Princess, Talia D'aureville was hereby executed to the guillotine. On the trial before the execution, Talia was sentenced to death for committing numerous of evil acts to the Slyvestrian. It was the death she cannot accept, for it was only base on unrealistic words to frame her up. In the dark path of the beginning of her death, she wished that if she was given a second chance to live, she will take her revenge and put all the wrong things into right—to get back and fight for her throne. Waking up while chasing her breath, she realized that she was back in the past. She comes up with a plan to start her revenge, to take back her throne, and to own what she lost in the past.

The year I was at rock bottom, I took on three "conquest" missions. Number One was a tech prodigy. Number Two was a genius doctor. Number Three was a top dog in the legal world. Judging by how busy they all were, I thought that with some careful time management, handling all three would be a piece of cake. However, I forgot one thing. Three CEOs meant dealing with three difficult girlfriends. That morning, Number One CEO Eric's childhood sweetheart accused me of stealing her charm bracelet. Eric beat me, yelled at me, and made me stand all day. That afternoon, Number Two's Ron's girlfriend tore into me, figuratively ripping my kidney out. Ron warned me that he had only let me get close so I could serve as a stand-in for her. By evening, Number Three's Lance had his girlfriend taking secret photos of me and spreading rumors, and he told me to be gracious, saying she was "just joking." I could not take this nonstop 24-hour torture anymore, so I told the system, I quit. I want to go home. The system replied, "Quitting is simple. Just die in this world." I listened. However, after I executed my death escape, why did all three CEOs completely lose their composure?

Alayasia Grim is the Beta female of the Mystic Wolves Pack, married to Maxim Grim, and they have a 6-year-old daughter named Zara. Things look good on the surface, but the truth is that Alayasia is nothing more than Maxim's bed warmer. She was given to him by her father and has been stuck since. Maxim hates her and hates their child. On top of that, Alayasia is keeping a big secret from everyone about herself. Will she ever escape her sad existence? What happens when she comes across Houston Lowe, the Beta of the Ironside Pack?

My eyes fell upon a woman curled up on the cold floor, her face hidden behind a curtain of tangled hair. She looked broken, as though life had taken everything from her. I rushed to her side and gently brushed the hair away from her face. Fear, pain, and exhaustion lingered in her eyes, making my chest tighten. "Hey... I'm here now," I murmured. "You're safe. No one is going to hurt you anymore." I wrapped my coat around her shoulders and moved to lift her into my arms when Max stepped forward and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Don't forget what Ella told you," he warned quietly. "Get the car ready," I ordered, ignoring him. "You're saving her today," Max said grimly, "but one day, this woman will be the reason for your downfall. Remember Ella's warning." "I don't know what the future holds," I replied coldly, "but I'm not leaving her here." Ignoring him, I lifted her into my arms. She trembled before burying her face against my chest, clinging to me as if I were her last hope. Mate. The word echoed through my mind, stealing the air from my lungs. No. Horror washed over me. Richard's wife... The woman whose husband I had killed... She was my mate.

Eve is a woman who desires to be dominated and finds her perfect partner in Jonny, a mysterious man who she met in her late teens, who comes back into her life unexpectedly. But their passionate love affair is threatened by Jonny's past - he is involved in the dangerous and shadowy world of espionage and events take a turn that could tear them apart forever...

"So.... what would you like tonight to be?" Jasmine asked. Collins paused to consider. His eyes beamed a speculative challenge as he answered, "Whatever two strangers want to make of it." "Without a tomorrow." "Tomorrow I'm gone." Well, that was laying it on the line! "Then I'll just take this one-night experience with the man behind the name," she countered, pride insisting that his schedule did not affect her expectations from this blind date, which had been zero before she met him anyway. Sexual invitation simmered back at her. "I wonder if you will." ______ It was passion at first sight... Jasmine's blind date with Collins Templeton, a notoriously charming  tycoon, was the last thing she needed And more than a one-night stand... The second they met, Jasmine recognized sexual challenge in Collins eyes. Their date led to one unforgettable night - with consequences that would change their lives forever...

‎ "You're so fucking tight Eva". Liam growls, rolling his hip when the head of his cock kisses my barrier. One more push and Liam will take my virginity. ‎ I should tell him to stop. ‎ But why can't I stop him? Why do I seem to love it? What would happen if I don't stop him? ‎ *** ‎ ‎Eva is a 19-year-old shy virgin girl who is desperately horny for sex after she saw Liam, her school's number one playboy fucking a girl at the school's female restroom. One thing led to another, and Liam ended up fucking her in that same restroom, taking her virginity. ‎ ‎ ‎

People say, “When you are torn between two lovers, choose the second one. Because there won’t be a second person if you really loved the first one.” But how would you know that you love the second one more than the first one? What if your mind was just clouded when you’re with the second one? People say, “Trust is the most important ingredient in love.” But would trust encompass distance? Would trust give you the insurance that one would not look away from you? Would trust give that certain assurance that one will always be yours? A story of betrayal. Tears. And drama.