Jane Austins Last Novels & Stories

In the brutal world of Manhattan's finance, Cassius Thornfield ruthlessly controls a $200 billion fintech empire. However, a sudden impact in the rain leaves him with amnesia and a nameless wound, his entire identity erased instantly. A panicked Ella Cross tells him he is her fiancé, "Noah." Cassius is forced into a completely unfamiliar world: a dilapidated Brooklyn apartment, unpaid bills, and a woman's seemingly gentle care. When his memories return, he should send this woman to jail—damn it, why can't he do it? Watching her lips continuously utter lies, he only wanted to punish her severely with his body.She thought she could tame a wounded predator. But a predator, even broken, still knows how to hunt.As layers of deceit fracture and raw truth seeps through, two confused hearts spiral into a passion neither can control.But who is the real Noah? And when the final mask falls, will Cassius be able to accept that he was loved only as a reflection？

Seen by few living, Alpha Killian Desmond is whispered about throughout the world, his cruel reputation proven countless times. The ferocity of this man and his pack have been the source of many legends and nightmares. Most who have met him, have died at his hands. Claire Miller has lived a simple life as the daughter of the Beta in her pack. As the Moon Ball approaches, and every pack in the United States gather to meet, the sense of dread building inside of her grows.What will happen when Claire is thrown into the arms of the most ferocious and cruel Alpha known to man? Will she prove to be the exception to his malicious ways? Or will she suffer the same fate as countless others.

He ruined me once. And now he’s back to finish the job—I can feel it. Else how do you explain this? The one man I should never see again is everywhere. In my head. In my bed when I close my eyes. In the wet dreams that leave me aching for the man who ghosted me after four years. That isn’t normal. Nothing about this is normal. People run from danger. They run from pain. But me? It feels like I’m running straight toward it. Or worse—like it’s running toward me. Roman Ward. The bane of my existence. And God help me… the only man I can’t escape.

Bryson POV Blackridge University was already a nightmare before I dumped hot coffee all over Julian Hayes. He's tall, built, with this perfect smirk that makes me want to punch him. Captain of the hockey team and the biggest asshole I've ever met. He destroyed me in front of everyone. Made sure I knew exactly where I stood. But then I joined the hockey team to make my mom happy, and suddenly everything changed. I could actually play. And Julian? He started looking at me like he wanted to destroy me in a whole different way. Now every practice feels like war. Every time we're alone in the locker room, I can barely breathe. I hate him. I want him. And I'm pretty sure he knows it. Julian's POV I run Blackridge University. Team captain, golden boy, everyone wants to be me or be with me. Then some transfer kid crashes into me and ruins my shirt. Bryson Miller. Smart mouth, cheap clothes, and eyes that look at me like he's not impressed. I should've crushed him and moved on. But the little shit joined my hockey team and turned out to be good. Really good. Now I can't get him out of my head. Every practice, every fight we have feels like something else entirely. Something I don't want to think about. I thought that was complicated enough. Then I walk into my house tonight and find Bryson unpacking boxes in my living room..

"Zayne-" I try to push him away when he grabs me by the waist and puts me on the counter. Letting out a gasp, I rest my hands on his shoulders as his warmth lingers on my body. His eyes are slightly red as if he was crying. And before I realize it, he leans forward and rests his head on my shoulder, breathing in my scent. "Myla," He calls, his voice intoxicating. I hate how he has the power to make my knees go weak whenever my name comes out from between his lips. "I never craved attention until I tasted yours."

"I thought I was paying a debt. I didn’t realize I was selling my soul." Lizaib "Iza" Moreno had one rule: Don’t look him in the eye. To save her father from a death sentence handed down by the city's most ruthless underground fixer, Iza enters a cold, calculated arrangement with Dark Valerius Thorne. He is a man of shadows, a predator who treats pleasure like a business transaction and emotions like a weakness. For six months, she belongs to him—no names, no strings, and absolutely no falling in love. But the dark has a way of swallowing you whole. On the final night of her contract, Iza disappears. She leaves behind the silk sheets of Dark’s penthouse and the suffocating heat of his touch, carrying a secret that could destroy them both: She’s pregnant with the devil’s heir. Six months later, Iza is living a quiet life under a new name, thinking she finally escaped the Thorne empire. But Dark doesn't lose what belongs to him. When he finds her—distressingly beautiful and visibly carrying his child—the "no-strings" arrangement is officially dead. Now, he isn’t just demanding the debt be paid. He’s claiming his family. As Iza is dragged back into his world of blood and luxury, she discovers a terrifying truth: her father’s debt wasn't an accident. Dark has been waiting for her since the very beginning. And this time, he’s never letting her go.

I'm in a secret marriage with Jessica Justice, a female CEO, for eight years. In order to please Cole Miller, Jessica has almost gotten divorced with me 99 times so far. The first time she brings up divorce, it's because my socks' colors are mismatched. The second time she does, she claims that the way I mop the floor is too ugly. … The reason of the 98th divorce is that I step through the doorway with my left foot first. Every time divorce is brought up, I'll always beg Jessica to not go through with it in an extremely lowly and humble manner. After that, I'll accept her condition to get back with me, which is always a punishment. Apparently, my pain and suffering is the only thing that can make Cole smile. The punishments range from washing Cole's feet to eating 100 slices of mango—which I'm very allergic to—and getting sent to the ICU as a result. This time, since Cole is in a bad mood, Jessica decides to go with a thrilling punishment. "As long as you can climb up a tower of 6500 feet without wearing a safety line, I will never bring up divorce in front of you ever again." All color has been drained from my face. Still, I nod while gritting my teeth together. But the next day, Jessica brings up divorce to me for the 100th time. The reason is that Cole has climbed 6499 feet just to please her. But apparently I've climbed an extra foot, so I end up stealing his thunder. This time, I no longer plead to her to stay. Instead, I tell my grandpa that I agree to inherit my family's assets that are worth ten billion dollars. Heck, the number of socialites who yearn to marry me can line up to the moon and back.

As Caiden's hand slowly stroked me, the pressure in the pit of my stomach increased rhythmically with each stroke, leaving me dumbfounded and almost out of breath. As the sensation grew stronger, I dug a finger into his hair. My muscles tensed, a spasm passed through my body, and I cried out as my head fell back. I just lay there, my body limp, astonished by what just happened. Whatever it was I didn't want it to end. "We're just getting started honey" Caiden whispered in my ear. And then the kissing and stroking began and my body was on fire once again. Caiden grabbed my hips and I felt a sharp pain, but it was only brief. Then came the amazing sensation of our skin touching and the friction starting a fire inside of me. He was gentle at first but then he pounded into me like it was his last. And there went my innocence.We made sweet love all night but something was missing. I was unmarked. Kamara Steele was rejected by her mate, Alpha Caiden. He was pressurized by his father to marry a stronger female to lead the pack which he did. He rejected Kamara because she was an Omega. Kamara left the pack. Unknown to Caiden, she was pregnant with his quadruplets. Kamara lived with her kids and found a reason to live for a few years until they were kidnapped. She had no choice but to return to the pack and seek Caiden's help in finding their children. Will they be reunited and live as a family? Will Kamara accept him when she finds out the secret that has been hidden for years?

Sabizina Moretti (Sabi) is a woman who has spent her life being a pawn in her father’s corporate chess matches. But her marriage to Rage Valerius Vane, the most feared and powerful CEO in the global syndicate, was supposed to be different. It was supposed to be a choice. On the morning of their televised "Wedding of the Century," a digital file is leaked to Sabizina’s phone. The truth is shattering: the financial ruin of her family wasn't an accident—it was a calculated execution by Rage himself to force her into his arms. Before she can say "I do," Sabizina vanishes. Six months later, Rage Vane has burned through millions to find her. He finally corners her in a desolate coastal cabin, expecting to find a woman begging for mercy. Instead, he finds a warrior who has rebuilt her life from nothing—and a secret that halts even the ruthless Rage Vane in his tracks. Sabizina is visibly pregnant with the Vane heir. Forced back into the gilded cage of his high-tech penthouse, Sabizina must navigate a world of corporate assassins, jealous socialites, and Rage’s own dark past. As she uncovers the real reason behind his obsession, she realizes that in Rage’s world, the truth is more dangerous than a lie, and the man she ran from might be the only one who can keep her—and her unborn children—alive.

His first love barged into my office and stood before me, mocking, "He doesn't love you at all." I rolled my eyes. "I don't know whether he loves me, but I am Mrs. Brooke now. And who are you, exactly?" I was surprised that there was still someone so clueless in this day and age. Marriage was all about mutual benefit; the idea of love was downright ridiculous. To me, Noah was just a means to an end—a tool that would double my worth. I had never taken him seriously.