Ime Exam Novels & Stories

My husband's first love posted a video on her social media. In the video, the two of them were passing a playing card with their lips. When the card fell, their lips met in a kiss. They didn't stop—lost in the moment, they kissed passionately for an entire minute. Her caption read: [Still the same clumsy piggy! PS: Steve's skills are as good as ever!] I quietly liked the post and left a comment: [Congrats.] The next second, my husband called, yelling at me furiously, "No other woman is as dramatic as you! I was just playing a game with Lanie. Why are you acting crazy again?" It was then that I realized seven years of love meant nothing. It was time for me to leave.

Faye was never supposed to matter. Raised in the shadow of a stepmother's cruelty, rejected by the Alpha she secretly loved, and tossed aside like a bargaining chip, she decides that if no one would fight for her, she would become the kind of woman no one dared fight against. So she did the impossible. She hunted the most feared Alpha in the region, slipped past his legendary defenses, and shot him where he stood. She thought she had won, But fate has other plans. Faye wakes up in his bed with no memories of who she is, and Alpha Asher is everything dangerous, dark, powerful, and burning with a revenge she can't see coming. He tells her she's his fated mate. He tells her she's safe. He tells her she belongs with him. But he's lying about everything. He plans to use her to destroy his enemies before casting her aside. But the truth is closing in. And when Faye finally remembers who she is, who he is, and exactly what he planned to do with her — Will what they've built survive what they've done to each other?

My stepson pushes me down from the second floor, all because I accidentally break a bowl. He stands over me, looking down with a cold, emotionless gaze. "You're just a stand-in my grandfather forced on us. Don't even think about replacing my mother!" I stare up at the boy I've raised for eight years, and his indifference cuts deeper than any wound. Blood slowly trickles down from my forehead. Fighting through the pain, I dial a number. "Whatever debt I owed has been paid. It's time for me to leave." Coincidentally, I already have the divorce agreement that his father has signed.

I wasn’t even pregnant, yet I ended up popping abortion pills like they were candy. It was all because in my past life, the moment my widowed sister-in-law got pregnant, every single side effect of her pregnancy became mine. She strutted around happily with her big belly, consuming spicy tamales, while I was rushed to the hospital for violent nausea and stomach pain; she showed off her flawless skin in crop tops every day, while my stomach broke out in hideous stretch marks. When I told my husband what was happening, he just shoved me away impatiently. “Enough with the jealousy! My brother’s dead, and she’s carrying his only child. Of course, I should look out for her. Do you really have to put on such an act?” After that, my sister-in-law went even further. She kept testing her limits during pregnancy and even ate a mango she was allergic to. And me? I went into anaphylactic shock, landed in the hospital, and nearly died. Doctors couldn’t explain it. They just brushed it off, saying I was overly jealous and it was all psychological. Later, my sister-in-law tried to brand herself as a “hot single mom”. She went live, belly and all, to show off her weight-loss workouts. She jumped around for three straight hours. And me? My uterus literally gave out, and I hemorrhaged to death. When I opened my eyes again, it was the exact day she first announced her pregnancy.

"Let's have a deal" she proposed, looking straight into my eyes without a blink. I was stunned by her confidence for a second. "What deal?" I was actually amused by her words that a trapped woman like her will like to have deal with me? "I know you won't let me go so buy me. Buy me from that woman and take me with you. In return I will serve you for all my life with my body. I can't stand random men touching me every night and shattering my soul. So let it be only you. I will be your slave forever!" She forced out everything with so much struggle as if she was putting her whole heart into it. Selling herself to me although sounded like a good idea. "And don't you think you'll be at loss? Because I can buy you for two million. But is your life only worth two million?"

"You think you can just walk away?" he rasped. "Last night was a mistake," she shot back. "I don’t need you." He smirked, stepping closer. "That’s where you’re wrong, Squishy. You want revenge? You want Caleb and Isabella to suffer?" Elena’s pulse pounded. "Then let’s make a deal." **** Betrayed. Humiliated. Abandoned. After five years of marriage, Elena’s husband hands her divorce papers—right in front of his ex. Determined to move on, she drowns her sorrows in a bar… only to wake up next to a powerful stranger. Caspian Nightingale isn’t just any man—he’s her ex-husband’s ruthless uncle. And he has an offer: a one-year marriage contract. With his power, Elena can make her enemies pay. But as their deal turns into something dangerously real, she realizes one thing—Caspian always gets what he wants. And this time, he wants her.

My wife, Caroline Bailey, was a forensic pathologist. For her first love, Ian Lawson, she was willing to break every rule she held sacred and allowed him into the autopsy room to observe. She even let him throw acid onto a corpse's face. That was, until Caroline took on a new case. As she stood over the disfigured body on her operating table, she began to fall apart. The acid-burned face was starting to look more and more like mine.

After a heart-wrenching betrayal from her fiance, Kerris decides that no man or wolf is worth waiting for. Her dreams of a pure and sacred mating night is nothing but a little girl's silly fantasies. With her father's life on the line and no one to help her, the only way to save him is to finally rid herself of her "purity." Just one night in the Flower Den brothel to keep her beloved father breathing. Then, her masked client steps into the room. What does she do when he reveals his face and he's none other but the dangerous Alpha King? Her forbidden ex's uncle. He can't see her face under the mask. He doesn't know the strange, trembling girl waiting on the bed. He has no idea who he's about to claim, and he never will.

BOOK ONE OF THE CLAIMED SERIES The Lycan beast had always been a war animal, one who enjoyed bloodshed and forceful takeovers. He turned into a beast after he lost everything he owned in a fire including his wife and infant. During a power usurp, the Lycan king found something he never expected — A mate! What’s worse? She’s a weak wolf who wouldn’t even stand a chance in his own world. He wants to get rid of her before she serves as a weakness to him but he doesn’t understand where the urge to protect her came from.

After years of moving from town to town, Reese just wanted peace, a quiet life fixing bikes and staying out of trouble. But trouble came roaring in with the Moon Riders, a deadly werewolf biker gang. Their leader, Jaxon Wolfe, claims she belongs to him. She doesn't believe in fate, but his touch wakes something in her, something wild and dangerous. He says she's his mate. She says he's insane. To Jaxon, Reese is more than a mate. She's the key to saving his pack and ending a blood feud. But Reese refuses to be anyone’s pawn. When secrets about her past come to light, and enemies close in, Reese must choose: run from the world that broke her trust, or fight beside the Alpha who’s willing to burn everything to protect her. One thing is certain, once the wolf claims, he never lets go.