Ian Somerhalder Height Novels & Stories

"I don't like when other man touches what is mine." He whispered in deep voice, his blue eyes sparkled with jealousy and possession. "I am not your possession, Ashton. Remember, we're married only on the papers." I somehow said as his intimidating personality loomed over me. I could hear our heartbeats. "I don't give a fuck to those papers, Valeria. You're my wife and the whole world must know this." Saying this, he buried his face in the crook of my neck and kissed there. Butterflies erupted in my stomach. He was off reach and forbidden. He was my ex-fiance's uncle. But he was my husband. Everything changed for Valeria Miller when her boyfriend left her waiting on the aisle and his uncle stepped up to save her from the shame. Their marriage was fixed on the last minute, it shouldn't be permanent. But Ashton had other thoughts in his mind. He wanted Valeria forever.

The Fletcher family, known as the most prestigious and wealthiest family in Baymouth, has hosted a musical banquet. That event is actually a cover-up for blind dates between the rich and the elite. My younger sister, Evelyn Burch, and I are on the guest list. The banquet is filled with strict rules. Every socialite is required to wear a mask before they take turns entering the banquet hall just to put on a performance. In my previous life, Evelyn couldn't hold her jealousy back simply because I had stayed in the banquet hall for almost 20 minutes. Right after I came out, she worked with a music professor and accused me of plagiarizing her musical scores. I couldn't even defend myself when I saw two copies of the identical music scores. My parents refused to listen to my explanation. They were quick to pin the blame on me just so they could protect Evelyn's innocence. Heck, they even admitted me into a mental asylum by force and allow the staff to torture me there. I finally managed to escape, only to die in a car accident that was staged by Evelyn. Only when I took my last breath did I find out that the blood worthed even less than one of Evelyn's lies. When I open my eyes again, I realize that I've gotten reborn. So, I start playing games on my phone when it's my turn to perform on the stage. This time, I want to see how Evelyn can accuse me for cheating when I never even get to hold a musical instrument in this lifetime.

It was my third year with Timothy Jones when he had fallen for someone else and wanted to end things. At his birthday party, he embraced a petite and cute woman, telling his friends, "It's better to go for the sweet, innocent ones." Someone asked, "What about Olivia?" "Olivia? We've been fooling around for three years. Sure, she's fun, but sometimes you need a change of pace, right?" The "Olivia" he casually dismissed was me. And his new girlfriend? None other than my dad's illegitimate daughter, Willow Lambert. It was fine. I decided it was time for me to change things up, too.

Anne Wellington spent three years as Donald Ashford's perfect fiancée, sacrificing her identity and dreams while he prioritized Hannah Grey, the woman who "saved his life" as a child. Anne endured public humiliation, emotional neglect, and constant comparison to a woman who weaponized victimhood. What Donald never knew? The patient woman he took for granted was heir to the Wellington real estate empire, a dynasty worth billions that could crush his company with a single phone call.

On my 30th birthday, my boyfriend of seven years asked to meet at the City Hall. He even told me to bring my ID and wear a wedding dress. But when I showed up just as he asked, he was laughing and looked really excited. “Pay up, pay up! I told you all. No matter how embarrassing it is, Wrenna will always do what I say!” I just looked at him wordlessly. Matthew Young raised his eyebrows at me. “Come on, it was just a joke. You’re not mad, are you?” When I stayed quiet, he got annoyed. “Alright, alright. I said I’d marry you, and I will. Just not right now.” His good-for-nothing friends started laughing and making fun of me. They said I was his simp and would never get angry. And they were right. I was not angry. I did not come here today for him anyway. After everyone left, I walked into the City Hall. “Sorry I’m late. Let’s go get married.”

On the night of her engagement, Gianna Moretti’s world shatters—her fiancé tangled in bed with her best friend, her family ready to cast her aside, her future ripped away. But when she crosses paths with Dante Russo—the ruthless heir to New York’s most powerful fashion empire—one impulsive choice changes everything. In twenty minutes, Gianna goes from betrayed bride to Mrs. Russo. Their marriage is a deal. No love. No betrayal. Just survival. But the deeper Gianna is pulled into Dante’s world of wealth, secrets, and ruthless ambition, the more blurred the lines between revenge and desire become. As her step-sister plots murder, her ex-fiancé claws his way back from ruin, and long-buried family secrets claw their way to the surface, Gianna must decide: will she be a pawn in their game—or the queen who burns their empire to the ground?

Upon my returning from the special ops mission I took on three years ago, I open the door to see my fiancee, Erica Lewis, pregnant and holding a child. "This is your son," she declares as she passes the kid to me. I freeze in shock. My parents chuckle and explain, "You were gone for so long. Erica had to carry on the family name without you, so your older brother decided to help you with it. Isn't that great?" Just like that, I'm forced to be the officiant at the wedding ceremony I spent the last three years eagerly anticipating. I'm expected to stand beside Erica and my brother, Alex Sherman, to watch them exchange wedding rings and to see them kiss each other passionately. They have lied to all our friends and family, claiming that I couldn't have children. They humiliate me in public. They've also spent all of my savings and moved into the villa I bought using the monetary reward I got from the army after completing a deadly mission. Erica and Alex even lie on the bed I'd picked out myself and take intimate photos of themselves to send to me. "Don't be so sensitive. We're just helping you carry on the family name. Our kids are going to call you dad anyway." I give up. "Don't bother. It's over between us, Erica." After that, I call the army on the phone.

A young woman, Luxiana Sommeris, has always struggled with sleep paralysis, the strange condition leaving her vulnerable in the quiet hours of the night. When the episodes start becoming more vivid, she dismisses them as nothing more than overactive nightmares—until one night, she feels the touch of something more. In her dream, a dark figure appears a mysterious, sensual stranger who haunts her nights. What she doesn't know is that Damien, the incubus she encounters, isn’t merely a figment of her imagination but a creature bound to her through ancient ties.

She's an FBI agent, and he's the son of one of the most feared mafia families. Sent undercover to infiltrate his gang, Lexi Thompson never expected to be caught. What happens when the ruthless Alex Esposito holds her fate in his hands? Will their worlds collide, or will the truth tear them apart? — LEXI Every choice I’ve made has led me to this moment. Years of training, late nights pouring over files, and risking everything to bring men like Alex Esposito to justice. Caught in the dangerous world of the Esposito mafia, I’m determined to take them down but now I find myself tangled in a web of lies. I have a mission to complete, but as the days tick by, I’m losing sight of where my loyalty truly lies. As I face Alex Esposito, the ruthless heir, I can’t help but feel drawn to him. He’s everything I despise, yet something about him makes my heart race. Can I bring him down when every stolen glance feels like a betrayal of my heart? ALEX In my world, weakness gets you killed, and trust is a luxury we can’t afford. But then she came crashing into my life, a woman as dangerous as she is intoxicating. I’ve always been told to trust no one, especially not a woman like her. Lexi Thompson is a threat, an infiltrator sent to destroy my family. But the moment I laid eyes on her, everything changed. I’m torn between my duty to my family and the growing connection I feel for her.

'No matter what, No matter the time, No matter the place, No matter the century, No matter what's to come, I. will always. CHOOSE. YOU'. Everyone saw her as crazy..... But he saw her as nothing less than perfection. ................... "Why?" was the only thing he said. Confused I asked "Why what?" "Why do you always do this to yourself?" the tone in which he spoke almost seemed like he was heartbroken about something. "Do what?" I dared to ask, although I knew already within me I wouldn't like his response. "Conceal your worth" ....................... If you like this small insight of the story then please read on. The only thing I can guarantee you in this story is that it will definitely have an happy ending although for the two characters Rica and Dili to achieve that, they would have too pass through many difficult obstacles on their way to happiness. And trust me this isn't your normal Teenage story that is filled with rainbows and sunshine, there are a lot of gloomy days. If you don't mind that then please by all means do read on. .................. NOTE: This is a pure work of fiction. An original story by me. Buy me coffee? https://ko-fi.com/missrina