Her Plot Novels & Stories

"Do you know who I am now?" "Yes" I breathed "You're the Alpha of the Crimson Claw pack" "That's the first half of who I am. What's the second half, Harvey?" "I....I don't know. I don't understand" "I'm not only the Alpha of the Crimson Claw pack, I'm your mate. Your MATE, Harvey" he hissed, putting emphasis on the word 'mate' "Do you understand what that means?" he continued "It means you belong to me. You're mine, Harvey. You'll obey me and do as I say. You'll stop fighting the mate bond and accept me" ********** In a world where witches, werewolves and other creatures exist; Harvey is blessed with the gift of being able to see glimpses of the future through dreams. She believes she has already identified her mate as Zach - the sweet and caring second son of the Alpha of her pack who also happens to be her boyfriend. So she is in for the shock of her life when the Alpha of the largest and most feared pack in the state turns up on her 18th birthday and makes her heart race in a way only one's mate can. Now Harvey has to accept the fact that she is not going to be just a regular girl mated to a Beta male but the Luna of the most formidable pack and the mate of the devilishly handsome and mysterious Alpha Greyson. Add to that the fact a vengeful rogue she-wolf with a personal vendetta against Alpha Greyson and anyone he cherishes is out for her head on a platter and will do whatever it takes to get it...... like putting together an abominable pack of rogue wolves. How would Harvey be able to handle becoming a Luna with the possibility of war looming?

Desperate to save her mother, Sophia sells her virginity to the highest bidder—only to discover he’s Alpha Allan, the son of the reigning Alpha she’s secretly loved for years. Bound to serve him, she must navigate desire, betrayal, and heartbreak. But when love isn't returned, can she reclaim her heart, or will she be able to get the powerful Alpha to fall crazily in love with her?

On the company's designated monthly day off, Gigi Lott, Donald Hoover's secretary, posted an Instagram story. The caption read, "So what if you're the boss of me when we're at work during the day? At night, I'm the one on top!" In the photo, she was lying atop a water bed covered in rose petals, and the usually stern Donald was kneeling down to massage her feet for her. From his pocket hung a brand new golden necklace. Just that morning, I bought several gold bars and gave them to Donald while beseeching him to make our relationship public. He happily took the locket from me, but when I tried to take a photo of us with our phone, he smacked my phone out of my hands, smashing it into pieces. With a look of pure derision, he declared, "Why don't you take a good look at yourself in the mirror first? You really are a motherless wretch who wasn't raised right. Look at the lengths you'd go to just to ruin me!" Throughout the last five years, I had meekly gone along with his demand that we keep our relationship a secret, claiming it was because office romances were forbidden. But now, I was abruptly hit with the realization of how laughable it all was. The next day, I sent my father a message. "I admit defeat. I'm willing to come home and inherit the family business."

Hunter and Havoc Hargreave were twin tiger shifters who had never had to compete for anything throughout their lives. That's because they were polar opposites. But that was until they both realized that they had the same mate, and neither of them was willing to back down from the fight to claim her. But she was a witch, and it was forbidden for witches and shifters to ever associate, much less mate. And those rules had been implemented by the king...their father. They were however more than ready to defy his command if it meant getting to have Alina. She was placed in a dilemma, and it also didn't help the situation that she had been born with a curse.

When poor dressmaker Leah Parker delivers a wedding gown to the powerful Grant family, she expects payment, not a trap. But the real bride, Olivia Grant, has vanished on her wedding day, and the Grants need someone to protect their billion-dollar alliance with cold CEO Daniel Cole. Forced to wear Olivia’s dress and marry in her name, Leah enters a dangerous contract marriage built on fear, lies, and hidden identity. Daniel has never met Olivia, but he quickly senses that his new wife is not the spoiled heiress he expected. She is too quiet, too kind, and too terrified of the family that claims to love her. As suspicion turns into protection, Daniel begins to uncover the mystery behind Olivia’s disappearance—and the truth that Leah was never chosen by accident. In a marriage that began as a mistake, Leah may become the only woman Daniel refuses to lose.

To take care of my paralyzed mother-in-law, I quit my job and spent three years as a full-time househusband. That day, after cleaning up her waste, I hid in the bathroom with a cigarette between my fingers and came across a post on my wife’s boss’ Instagram. [You’re meant to be with me in the end. Since that freeloader can’t give you happiness, let me take you to the paradise of Maldev.] Above the caption were two plane tickets. Someone commented below. [That homemaker husband of hers is definitely clinging onto her. After all, she’s his meal ticket.] The boss replied. [Don’t worry. Tonight she’ll go home and come clean. She’ll say the company was caught falsifying accounts and is facing massive fines, and that she might need to serve jail time. [To keep that guy from getting dragged into it, the only option is divorce. He’s as timid as a mouse and will take any chance to flee.] I stared at the screen, stunned, until the cigarette burned my fingers. Ten minutes later, my wife rushed home, panic written all over her face. She dropped her bag on the floor. “Honey, something’s gone wrong with the company’s finances. They’re accusing us of falsifying accounts. I was solely responsible for the accounts. I might need to serve 10 years in prison, plus fines of more than ten thousand dollars. “We need to sign the papers before they seize our house. I don’t want to drag you and mom into this.”

Five years into our marriage, every time I accidentally brushed against my wife's skin, she would punish me by making me kneel in a tub of disinfectant while reciting the Code of Male Conduct. Then one day, I noticed a suspicious red mark on her collarbone and instinctively reached out to touch it. Even though she lost her temper, stormed out, and slammed the door behind her, she surprisingly didn't punish me afterward. Naively, I thought she was finally starting to tolerate my touch. But the next day, my virginity was listed in an auction attended by wealthy heiresses from Lowarke City's elite—scheduled to be sold off two days later. Rachel Bloom's friends leered at my photo as they calculated how much they'd bid, while she stood by completely indifferent, scrubbing herself over and over with disinfectant. "Rupert kissed that spot, and Michael dared to touch it? Who does he think he is? Just looking at him makes me sick."

In the second year of our marriage, my husband cheated on me with his first love and even had the audacity to ask me to step aside. So, I activated the system and made the two lovebirds swap bodies. Now, I couldn't wait to see if the husband burdened with a massive debt in place of his dream girl, and the dream girl waking up to a fortune overnight, could still maintain the “unbreakable love” they claimed to have.

Dawn, a human girl who lived with her family in an underground bunker for most of her life finds herself getting thrown into a tight web after the night her little brother goes missing on a full moon night. She is helped by a vampire who happens to be her mate but doesn’t hear from him ever since. However, her life takes a mysterious turn when she finds out that she is mated not just to Zade, the vampire but to two other people, a ruthless werewolf Alpha, Xavier and his best friend, Ryan. Burdened with this, she’s made to make a decision, to choose whomever she wants to be with. Zade, the vampire was sweet to her but vampires were known for their slyness, they were trouble and she knows that. Moreover, she wasn’t ready to become a night creeper like them. The werewolves on the other hand are more like humans… her kind. She finds them more predictable and easier to cope with but that doesn’t mean she could cope with Alpha Xavier, the one who had sworn to make her life a living hell. She’s torn between making this decision and in the end, she chooses to be with all! Delve into this fascinating story that revolves around these people who are of different kinds but are forced to be together by a force greater than all. Love. Is Alpha Xavier who Dawn thinks he is? Was she even who she thought she was? And most of all, what dark secrets from their past binds them all? Read to find out!

My wife, Alisha West, has always been obsessively frugal. After marrying her, my single guilty pleasure became blowing money on luxury watches—almost like revenge for how absurdly tightfisted she was. By the time our daughter, Elyse Day, turned 7, she had inherited every bit of her mother’s penny-pinching nature. The two of them looked completely out of place in our sprawling mansion. And I loved it. I’d slip into my latest custom-tailored suits and watch them wince at my credit card statements, their expressions twisted in quiet pain. Until one day, lines of floating text suddenly appeared before my eyes. [This spendthrift idiot is still shopping? Doesn’t he know his wife’s company is about to go bankrupt?] [She’s been drained dry supporting this parasite. Her T-shirt collar is practically worn out from washing. Good thing the financially savvy male lead is about to show up and save her.] [Can’t wait for Alisha to file for divorce and kick this useless freeloader out. Let’s see how he survives fighting stray dogs for scraps under a bridge.] I slammed the limited-edition Richard Mille watch onto the table. Alisha, who was crouched on the floor breaking down delivery boxes for recycling, and Elyse, who was helping stomp them flat, both jumped in shock. A chill ran through me. I lunged forward, snatched the battered cardboard box from Elyse’s hands, and held it tightly against my chest. "No… no more buying. I’m returning this watch. "And these boxes… don’t sell them. I think we might need them someday… to lay out under a bridge when we’re sleeping outside…"