His Deep Regret Novel

He knew what he had done was wrong, he shouldn't have dragged the girl into his life but his mind was determined to avenge the betrayal he faced. Things go awry when his heart begins to take action and he finds himself falling for the girl he planned to crush. ***Blurb*** "What do you want to know?" "Why did you cage me here?" she asked trying to free herself which only increase his grip on her, even tighter. "I didn't cage you here, you chose this for yourself, Butterfly" She looked at him baffled when he gave her an arrogant smirk. Indeed, it was her mistake.

One reckless kiss to provoke his ex was all it took to drag Jaxon from peace into chaos. Jaxon Louis Ferraro only wanted to escape his dangerous past life; bury his name, forget his bloodline, and live free as a male top supermodel in New york city. But after discovering his boyfriend’s cruel betrayal, Jaxon made a reckless mistake: kissing and accidentally having a one-night stand with the most dangerously gorgeous man he’d ever laid eyes on. What Jaxon didn’t know is that this stranger wasn’t just some random undergound fighter. Jaxon didn’t know this stranger was the most dangerous man alive. And Jaxon definitely didn’t know he was the Mafia Don’s perfect alibi. Now hunted, watched, and claimed under the guise of protection, Jaxon is pulled into a world of blood, secrets, and forbidden desire. A world he has spent his entire life running from. But Jaxon isn’t just a beautiful and fragile mistake, he is the Don’s obsession… and his greatest damnation.

For years, I lived unseen, unwanted, and unloved. I was always the one that was overlooked. Still, I thought I was lucky. I had a home, a little daughter who adored me, and a husband whose rare smiles made me feel like I finally mattered. But that illusion shattered the night I was kidnapped. When the flames closed in and I screamed for help, my husband never came. He left me to burn, to die as quietly as I had lived. But fate had other plans. When I returned, I wasn’t the same timid woman he discarded. I was reborn, stronger, sharper and breathtakingly beautiful. The world that once mocked me now worshipped me. And him? He looked at me desire dripping from his eyes, not realizing who I truly was. He begged for a chance, pleaded for my love. But it was too late. I had already married another man. And this time, it was my turn to play the game.

For three years, Ava believed she was living a love story. She never knew she was part of a lie. When Matthew survives a car accident and claims to lose his memory, he becomes cold, distant—and unrecognizable. While Ava fights to save their marriage, his ex-fiancée steps back into his life, and his family pushes Ava aside. But the truth is far darker than forgetfulness. Matthew remembers everything. When Ava uncovers the betrayal and realizes her marriage was nothing more than a calculated scheme for her wealth, she stops begging for love and starts planning her revenge. This time, she won’t walk away empty-handed. Love made her vulnerable. Betrayal made her dangerous. Will Matthew earn redemption—or lose the woman he never deserved?

After four years of a loveless marriage, Eleanor is blindsided by her husband Arthur's abrupt decision to divorce her. The convenient arrangement that had suited them both had, seemingly, run its course. As Eleanor struggles to come to terms with the end of their marriage, she can't help but feel discarded - a pawn replaced by Arthur's rekindled flame, a woman from his past. But just as Eleanor is starting to rebuild her life, Arthur drops a bombshell: he wants her back. His reasons are unclear, but one thing is certain - His regret.

Kiara's perfect life shatters when she wakes up in a hotel room, stark naked with two strange men beside her. Before she could even try to understand what had happened to her, she's rejected, disowned, and betrayed in a twinkle of an eye. Left for dead, Kiara must rebuild her life, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. But fate has a funny way of playing games. When their paths cross again six years later, sparks still fly, and secrets unravel. Will either of them succumb to the flames of the past especially with a new thread tying them together?

I loved eating cakes. My dad would bring me one every day after work, and my mom bought a full set of oven and baking tools, patiently learning how to bake them for me. I once thought I was the happiest little princess in the world until the day my parents divorced. The person who came to pick up my dad turned out to be the bakery owner. My mom turned to me, growling, "This is all your fault! If you hadn't asked for cakes every day, your dad never would've cheated!" She stretched out her hands, covered in burn scars, and screamed hysterically, "I slaved away making cakes for you, and these hands have never healed since. What did you do? You both think the stuff from outside is so much better!" She grabbed a baking sheet and smacked me hard with it. I bit my lip, not daring to make a sound. That night, she brought home a little girl. Ignoring the pain all over my body, I begged for her forgiveness. "Mom, I'm sorry. Please don't throw me away. I swear I'll never eat another cake!" She slapped me across the face, but that wasn't enough to quench her anger. She tossed me into the big oven. "I'm not your mom! You love cakes so much? Stay in there and reflect on what you've done! You and your worthless dad both deserve to die!" After she slammed the door and stormed out, the little girl skipped over to the oven, grinning smugly as she hit the switch. "From now on, your mom is gonna be mine!" The oven kicked on, and the temperature began to rise. I smiled bitterly. At least this way, my mom could finally be happy.

You know what they say? "Couples are appointed to accompany each other in Heaven" but have you ever thought about the condition where one is from Heaven, cool calm and peaceful and the other one is from hell, hot tempered and destructor. He walked towards her with his usual angry glare towards her. He looked so scary to her (Like always). She took a few steps back but he was not stopped by her action. He was now so close that she could feel his body heat. He pulled her hair from the back of her head. She hissed. "How you dared? Who is he to you? A boyfriend?" he asked in a sinister voice. "Pain? Is that pain I am seeing? You came into my life forcefully and this pain is nothing like the pain I am suffering from," he said, forcing her to look into his deep blue eyes.

Charlene Samarah Adams is the only daughter of the current Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. She is a sweet and gentle girl who everyone recognizes, but once she turns her back, her shadows are judged. The “unlucky wolf” they call her. The Alpha, her father, agreed to make her marry the son of the Beta, though things turned upside down from that moment. Someone leaked information about her birth, and everyone looked at her with dismay and disgust. After receiving an embarrassing rejection from her supposed partner that their parents arranged for Charlene, she escaped the pack. Not wanting to ever return, she crossed the borders— the sole line her parents told her to never cross— the Lycans’ territory. Contrary to what she expected, the Lycans were not what tales told her. What will happen if the enemy’s pack suddenly welcomes her because of the prophecy? What will she do if the Moon Goddess, Selene, tells her that she’s the destined Luna of the current King of the Lycans? Will Charlene fight for her rights, or will she let the Lycan King decide who his Luna should be? Every choice has consequences. Alpha Adhler Ace Frost already has the Luna he wanted to mark. Will his choice differ in the presence of Charlene… will his decisions change once he unravels the truth about her?

I was born into a regular family in the Moonridge Pack with no status, but through years of training, I fought my way up to become our pack's Gamma. My father was just an Omega and he worked as an ordinary salesman who always claimed he was too busy for family. When he finally took a vacation, I spent $100,000 of my own money to plan a luxury cruise for us all. Then his mistress Sarah and her daughter Emily heard about our trip and suddenly wanted to join. Without even discussing it, my father gave them our luxury suite and relegated Mom and me to the cramped staff quarters below deck. Even my grandmother, a respected elder, supported his decision. My fourteen-year-old brother took their side too, charmed by their fake sweetness. So I changed our plans. I took Mom on a first-class flight to a private island resort instead, where we spent three perfect months. That's when the family started to panic...