I Need You To Hold My Hand Novels & Stories

In less than 24 hours, I went from being all dolled up for my wedding to being sold at an auction like some animal. I didn't expect to be bought by a handsome stranger. He was an Alpha with Mafia ties. And now, I was his own personal plaything. Will I be able to get my pack back from the evil Alpha that stole it from me? Or will I remain a plaything until my buyer lets me go? Can we work together and defeat our enemies, or will those enemies tear us apart? Read to find out!

Jericko Santillan a man who has lost his appetite for women because of his big time heartbreaks. He had given up hope that another woman would give his heart new life. Until she finds Maria Isabel del Frado; the woman who is escaping his father’s tradition; arranged marriage. Would Jericko risk his heart once more to save Isabelle? Will Isabelle be successful in winning Jericko's heart and trust so she can reject her father's forced marriage proposal?

All I wanted was to submit to his dominance.I desired his warmth around my body; his breath brushed across my exposed skin, and his frigid lips kissed me softly. I had a crazy fantasy about my lecturer. Indeed, it was. He kissed me, and I kissed him back. I seduced him, and he burned me in his flame. But the only problem we had was that he was my mother's new boyfriend, and our love would destroy both of us. *** Isabella, a 19-year-old spoil brat of a billionaire’s mother. She is a perfect example of beauty, she has a striking figure, with long, cascading red hair. Ezekiel, a 25-year-old who has his own business, besides being the heir of a famous university, he does part time lecture there. His physical presence was just as imposing as his reputation. At 6'3" with a diamond-shaped face, broad shoulders, and a hot figure. "Isabella's relationship with Ezekiel is, Ezekiel dates Isabella's mother and he is also Isabella's professor, but she falls in love with him."

I had just given birth when the country sent me on a secret mission that kept me undercover for seven years. When it finally ended, I came home on leave. I was eager to see my husband and children, whom I had missed every single day. However, the moment my car stopped at the gate, I saw my two children—my most precious treasures—being shoved down the steps by a woman. They tumbled hard, and they were covered in bruises. The next second, three snarling wolfhounds were released from the house, and they pounced on the children with bared teeth. Fury surged through me, and I charged forward. I got the dogs away with a few swift kicks and punches. Amid the animals’ pitiful howls, my ten-year-old son instinctively shielded his sister. His young face was pale with fear. Meanwhile, my eight-year-old daughter snapped out of her daze and trembled as she urged me to leave. “Miss, run! You hurt her dogs, and if Dad finds out, he won’t let you get away with it!” I forced down my anger and gently said, “She set the dogs on you first. Even if your dad were here, he’d protect you just like I did.” I did not expect this to make their eyes instantly fill with tears. Alarmed, I was about to ask what was wrong when a woman’s arrogant voice rang out. “You vagrant! I have a close relationship with Martin Gray, and I’m also the lady of the Gray family! “You and these two brats who dirtied my house aren’t leaving in one piece today!” I froze for a second before I took a deep breath and called my husband. “Martin, who’s this woman proclaiming to be the lady of the Gray family? Where did she come from? You’d better have a good explanation for this. And tell me, when did the house I left for John and Katy get a new owner?”

Alexa never expected her loyalty to be repaid with betrayal. On the day she discovered her fiancé cheating with her stepsister, Alexa made a vow—to make them both pay dearly for what they had done. When she met Devan—the uncle of her former fiancé—Alexa was instead offered a marriage proposal. And who would have thought that both of them had their own motives in this relationship? Were they merely using each other, or did they truly need one another?

In the seventh year of running my jewelry store, a woman came in to order a set of gold jewelry for her future mother-in-law. As I introduced the designs, I noticed the gold bracelet on her wrist. It was identical to the one my husband had crafted for me. Just as I was about to take a closer look, her phone lit up. The wallpaper was a photo of a couple, and the man in it was Julian Holt, my husband of seven years. My expression froze. I walked to the far end of the counter and placed a call. “Honey, do you remember the gold bracelet I asked you to keep when we got engaged? Can you take a photo of it and send it to me?” There was a brief pause on the other end. When he spoke, his tone of voice was tense. “Why are you suddenly asking about the bracelet? I stored it in a bank safe deposit box. It’s probably too late to go get it now. Tomorrow, I’ll bring it to you.” I smiled and agreed. After hanging up, I returned to the female customer.

Old commander, Peter Howell, slipped and fell into the water, while his guard—my brother, Joe Castro—was off setting off fireworks with our foster sister, Felicity Castro. After getting a second chance at life, I didn't run to find Joe like I had before. I jumped in without hesitation and dragged Peter out. Last time, I went to get Joe. He made it in time and saved Peter, and from that day on, Peter treated him like a hero. His career took off. But Felicity had started a fire with the fireworks. Her face was badly burned, and she couldn't handle it. In the end, she took her own life. Joe stayed eerily calm and told me it was just an accident. But the day my college acceptance letter came, he grabbed the iron poker from the fireplace and smashed my leg. His face twisted with hatred. "Commander Howell knows how to swim. Why did you have to drag me there? "If you weren't trying to get my attention, Felicity wouldn't have gotten hurt. She wouldn't have died! And now you think you get to go off to college and start fresh? Not happening. "Your future, your life, you'll use it to pay her back!" He beat me until everything went black. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Peter fell into the water.

Just as she’s starting her new life in Las Vegas, she gets an urgent call to return home to Atlanta. Deila Barbson could be stubborn, witty…among other things but she wasn’t the rogue her family thought her to be so she answered with equal urgency oblivious to what awaited her— her past. She’s faced with the person that’s haunted her beautiful nightmares everyday for two years. Betrayed by her heart, she found herself running again from whom she still longed for as the very air she breaths. Breathing was as difficult as commitments. Would she stand unbroken or she melt under his touch? Time they said healed every wound so why did his heart still bleed at the sight of the woman that left him shattered sixteen months ago? Hard-headed as he was, James Martin felt open as if it were yesterday he got stood up on his planned proposal dinner. He wanted answers, from her, from himself; why didn’t he feel anger towards her for breaking his heart? Why was his heart still thudding with hope at the sight of her? Why did Deila still unman him as if he wasn’t the macho CEO that intimidated even the Mayor? And most importantly, why did she return? Behind the unwilling woman and broken man was the dark secret both their families shared. What would be keeping them apart? Their ego? Or the family secret? Warning: This book contains mature words and sexual encounters that aren't suitable for readers under the age of 18.

Years ago, I, Ella Marin, became the wife of Andrew Lorenzo, the underboss of the Lorenzo family. Sadly, my last three years were spent in prison after I caused a fatal car accident. I heard plenty of “good news” about my husband while I did my time. Andrew had officially taken over the Lorenzo family once the Don had stepped down. He then spent a fortune on a woman called Rose Gunfire and was rumored to have had a one-night stand with a rival. He was also seen acting intimately with Sophia, the Principessa of the Rossi family, and private photos of them kept appearing online. When the underboss came to warn me about Andrew, I remained calm. “The Don says that as long as you don’t cry or make a scene, you’ll still have a place in the Lorenzo family after your release.” I replied quietly, “So he has women on the side. I can handle that.” Three days before that, the church’s hospital had called to tell me that my mother was terminally ill. Since the Lorenzo family could help find a kidney donor, I agreed to a marriage in name only. All for my mother’s sake.

Wham! A slap landed on my cheeks. It stung so hard, and I tasted blood. Tears slipped out of my eyes as her minions held me in place. "I hate you so much," my sister spat with venom in her voice "you stole my man from me and - I swear, I will make you experience hell!" ••• Sarah's life took an unexpected turn when her father arranged her marriage to billionaire artiste; Damian Delance. But Stephanie, Sarah's twin had always wanted Damian for herself. In this tale of sibling rivalry, who will win Damian's heart, and at what cost?