Hild Novels & Stories

After being reborn, the first thing I did was switch my newborn daughter. In my previous life, soon after she was born, a blood test showed her type was AB. But mine was B, and my husband's was O—there was absolutely no way we could have an AB-type child. My husband flew into a rage and demanded a paternity test on the spot. To everyone's shock, the results proved she was biologically related to me, but not to him. He slapped me hard across the face, his voice trembling with disappointment. "I've always treated you well. I only ever loved you—and this is how you repay me?" My mother-in-law wailed and cursed me for cheating, accusing me of bearing another man's child to steal their family fortune. I was completely stunned. I knew better than anyone who the father of my child was—how could she possibly not be my husband's? In no time, everyone turned against me. They called me a cheater, a tramp. My husband divorced me and went online to play the victim, stirring up a storm of hate and harassment that never seemed to end. With nowhere to go and no one left to believe me, I took my baby in my arms and jumped from a building. Even in death, I couldn't make sense of it all. And when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my daughter was born.

The people have elected a new president. The first thing he did was conscript children into a school for future soldiers, and not a single human rights organization found out. Selena was one of those children. She was twelve when soldiers at school picked her up from school, rode a chopper, and disappeared They brought her to a garrison along with hundreds of children like her. There, she met friends she'd do anything to protect.

Betrayed. Rejected. Forgotten. Elvira was born to be Luna, but on the night of her mating ceremony, her step-sister takes her place, and her step brothers—Beta Eric and Beta Elijah made sure she was never seen. Branded a murderer, unworthy of love, they break her, chain her, and leave her for dead. But fate isn’t done with her yet. Elvira has one choice, stay buried in their lies or rise to destroy and take back her place.

When Bella, a struggling omega, agrees to become a surrogate for a powerful couple, she believes it’s a chance to secure her future. But nothing prepares her for the moment she discovers that Lucas, the charming man she locked eyes with at a bar, is the father-to-be. As she carries their child, Bella finds herself entangled in a web of passion, secrets, and a marriage on the brink of collapse. Lucas’s distant wife, Ava, is caught up in her career, leaving Bella and Lucas to navigate an unexpected connection. As emotions intensify, Bella must confront her growing feelings for Lucas while balancing her role in their delicate arrangement. With every passing day, the lines between duty and desire blur, and soon Bella realizes that her heart, like her body, is no longer her own. A tale of love, betrayal, and forbidden desire, this story explores what happens when the one thing you can’t have becomes the one thing you need

In the fifth year of raising Nathan Hale, the son of Chelsea Hale and her first love, Lucas Garrison, Nathan drives toward me in his toy car, causing my lower leg bone to break. When the doctor patches me up, I finally think things through. Some children will never recognize me as their guardian no matter how much love and care I devote into raising them. The same goes to the grown-ups. That's why I decide to divorce Chelsea. She's a little annoyed by my request, so she questions me loudly, "All this over an accident? Nate already said that he didn't do it on purpose!" I look at Chelsea calmly. "It's precisely because of that."

Derek Lewis killed me six times for Claire White. Each time, I waited for him to change his mind, but every time, he drove the knife straight into my chest. “Sherry, Claire was born with a serious heart condition. You’re the only compatible donor who can save her. I swear—you’re the only woman I’ll ever marry.” But before the first week after my death had even passed, he married Claire. My former mansion became their new home, and my sports cars were used as their wedding cars. Even the Lewis family’s billion-dollar fortune became jointly owned between them. Standing in line to be reborn again, I finally realized that I didn’t want the scumbag anymore, but the Lewis family’s wealth had always included my share. So, I was reborn, choosing to become their child. On the day of the delivery, Derek publicly announced that Lewis Group would one day belong solely to this child. Inside the delivery room, I was born crying. Claire took one look at me, and her scream tore through the room. “Derek, why does our baby look like Sherry?”

Eunice was happy when she married the man she loved, but she was also having a hard time dealing with him. Despite this, she cared for him and endured everything, as they had gotten married for the sake of their parents' wishes and their company. She hoped that one day her husband would learn to love her and accept their marriage, but she was wrong; he paid more attention to his ex than to her. One night, Eunice was surprised to see her husband standing in front of her room drunk. He suddenly pulled her into the room, and they had sex. She gave herself to him even though he was drunk. A month later, Eunice found out she was pregnant. Afraid that her husband would not believe her and would reject their child, she chose to stay away and walked away without saying anything about her pregnancy. A few years later, Eunice returned with their child. If their paths crossed again and destiny reunited them, what would Eunice do? Would she tell the truth that they have a child, or would she choose to keep it a secret?

On the day of our engagement, as we were driving to the banquet hall, a man holding a few-month-old baby stepped in front of our car. My first thought was that it was some kind of scam. I was about to get out and deal with him when I saw the panic on his face. "Cassidy," he said desperately, "our baby won't stop crying. Do you think something's wrong?" The moment she heard that, my fiancée shoved me out of the car. She took off with them without a single glance back. I just stood there in shock. So this was the truth. She'd been hiding a child with her ex all along. Alone, I went to the banquet hall to handle what remained of our celebration. Later, she called. "I feel terrible about this," she said. "I thought if I gave him the baby and gave you the marriage, it would balance things out. But when Stanley showed up today, I realized—he's the only one I want." I was done with her games. If that's how she felt, I'd walk away. So I made a simple phone call. "Grandma, I'm coming home. I'm ready to run the family business now."

The doctor told me I would never have a baby, so we took a fifteen-year-old girl we found on the street out of pity--to adopt her. But as she got older, her wants grew, and by the time she was twenty she wanted my husband. With all the emotional turmoil, should I share my husband with my own adopted daughter?

Rafaelia is an Assasin and hates Mafia the most. Her mom died because of Mafia, and wanted to get revenge. She's ruthless and doesn't care for anyone else, even her own self. Everything changed after getting engaged to a Childish guy. She fell for his kindness and swore to protect him no matter what, not knowing that he is a ruthless Mafia Boss.