Jasper X Steven Novels & Stories

Princess Daniella the dearest Princess of kingdom X found out a big secret about her life on her eighteenth birthday which made her stuck in a situation where she had to make a very tough decision She either sacrifice herself to save her kingdom or run away in a cowardly manner... and allow her kingdom to be taken over by other contenders. The decision was a tough one to make for her... But eventually she did... What was her final decision? Read this book to find out...

"What do I do, huh?" he nips softly on the skin of my neck as he thrusts in and out of me gently, holding onto me as though I was the most delicate thing in the world. "Tell me how to make it right, baby." He mumbled into my neck, his strokes growing deeper. My eyes met his vulnerable grey ones, and as I looked into the eyes of the man who broke me, I couldn't hold his gaze much longer because of how they seemingly appealed to me and made me waver. Pressing a kiss to his jaw, I whispered, suppressing a moan. "Bandages don't x bullet holes. You cannot x what you have already broken, Sean Wellington, because it's unxable." •••• Sekani Salvador never knew what it felt like to be truly loved, and even when she loved, it had to be a man she wasn't supposed to fall for, Sean Wellington, who happened to be the boyfriend of her twin sister, Simone Salvador, who loathed everything she stood for. Sekani could have sworn that she could never have him but all it took for fate to spin the bottle was one night of vodka and mistakes that she couldn't take back.

Meggie had always been a devoted daughter. She gave everything to her family—until they asked for the one thing she could never sacrifice. One week before her wedding, her parents demanded that she give up her fiancé, Steven, to her frail younger sister. The ten-year love she had built with blood and tears was expected to be offered as a “family sacrifice.” Meggie refused. But betrayal came from the one person she trusted most. Steven chose Olivia. Worse—he had been cheating. Shattered, humiliated, and stripped of everything, Meggie fled to a bar. One reckless mistake in a drunken haze led her into the arms of a mysterious stranger. A night meant to be forgotten left her with two things: one million dollars… and a child growing in her womb. Six years later. Nicholas is Meggie’s entire world—brilliant, handsome, and the reason she keeps breathing. But fate turns cruel once more. Her son is taken as collateral for a debt owed to a mafia organization, and Meggie must pay 170 million dollars to get him back—an impossible sum. Nicholas is sold on the black market. And the man who buys him… is Victor. The bartender who once shared her bed. A dangerous man. Ruthless. The tyrant who leads the largest mafia organization in the city. Now Meggie must save her son before Victor discovers the one secret that could destroy everything— Nicholas is his flesh and blood. Between a first love who betrayed her, a family who used her, and a mafia that shows no mercy… how high a price must Meggie pay to protect her child?

My ex-boyfriend’s first love insisted on dragging me onto the drop tower ride, which caused me to have severe bleeding from the trauma. When it happened, he used her fear of blood as an excuse to cover her eyes and hurry away, abandoning me in a pool of blood. In that critical moment, Steven Landers, the amusement park designer, rushed me to the hospital just in time. After losing the baby, I was completely devastated. Then to my surprise, he got down on one knee at the amusement park and proposed, promising me happiness for the rest of my life. After we got married, I became pregnant again. But I accidentally stumbled across his chat with a ride maintenance worker. "Mr. Landers, your wife already lost a child because of Miss Smith. You mentioned she has difficulty getting pregnant, so why are you pulling the same trick to get her on the drop tower again?" Steven casually touched his wedding ring and replied, "She's the reason Anne can never be a mother, so I absolutely won't let Myla give birth to a child that would upset her." "But that's your child too! How can you do this?" "So what? This is what she owes Anne. The drop tower is the perfect way to make it look like an accident. Tomorrow is Myla's birthday, and I'll personally take her on the ride. If she tries to run, I need all of you to help catch her!" So that was his plan all along—to use the drop tower to cause another "accident" and make me lose my baby!

I was reborn. Opening my eyes on the sofa, the television flickered before me, broadcasting another financial news segment about my husband, Jasper Brolin. The Alpha of the Moonblood pack, a man who had sat at the top of the billionaire list for years, was speaking with his usual cool authority. Broad-shouldered and sharp-featured, he carried an air of cold command that made him untouchable. Whenever he stepped into the public eye, the crowd surged with screams and breathless admiration. My marriage to him was the envy of our entire circle, and every woman wished to step into my shoes. As I watched the screen, memories of my tragic death in my last life came rushing back, sending a quiet ache through my chest. My wolf rumbled low in my chest. "So we're back. Now what?" "Break the bond," I whispered. "I'm leaving him." "He'll never agree to that." "That's why I need her help," I replied, thinking of the woman I had always disliked—Halle. Halle walked into the café, a smug smirk was plastered on her face. Having grown up alongside Jasper, she was regarded as his inner circle, and people never failed to give her the highest courtesy. I slid a mate-bond dissolution document across the table. "I need your help, Halle. And of course, there's something in it for you too." She glanced through the papers, suspicion flashing in her eyes. "Are you leaving him?" she asked. My voice was calm, "Maybe you're the one he really wants by his side." In my last life, I was the perfect Mrs. Brolin, envied by all, yet never the one he held closest. This time, I would take my unborn pup and leave quietly.

Issei changed from his old self to the new him, its a semi-NTR at the start meaning Rias etc doesn't have s*x with their new boyfriend. After Issei went missing Rias etc started to realize what have they done and regretting their action but when they reunited once more Issei is not the same as he used to be, a pervert lucky go around changed to the badass Issei now. Lori will be traveling to different worlds to meet new girls, the 1st girl is Mukathri, then Sinech, Jalter, and Jeanne.

Raina Williams is a twenty three year old lady, who has everything she wants. She's what you'll call a grumpy and rude brat as she's popularly known in the Sunshine city.She was avoided like a plague not until she employed Jasper.He's her bodyguard and driver. He's got the features that will make every girl drool.Jasper also hated her for the fact that she's so rude. Not until he found our her darkest secret.What really changed her from the Angel she was to the demon she is now.Will Jasper be able to stay despite the harsh treatment from his grumpy boss?What do you think made her change?

What would you do when a handsome Mafia Boss kidnaps you and gives full satisfaction to your hidden desires? Do you want a dominant one or do you follow what his hidden desires for you? Manfred Valderrama wanted an heir. Amara Villafuerte wanted his heart. Amara Villafuerte at a young age was kidnapped by Manfred Valderrama and both of them explored their desires, feelings, and satisfactions. The 19-year-old innocent and beautiful daughter of Steven Villafuerte was kidnapped while attending a party in an island. She was brought to the mansion of Manfred Valderrama in the basement, chained and sexually explored by his captor. Manfred's anger and hatred were to demolish her physically and emotionally. Their encounters gave them to know each other better, and Amara Villafuerte to follow the command of Manfred Valderrama.

Blurb What began as a love-at-first-sight fairytale swiftly became a Nightmare for Daisy Montero, A billionaire's spoilt daughter. Not only did her new husband, Steven Dante, despise her, but he also cheated on her during their second week of marriage. She stayed because she loved him, expecting he would change, but things only grew worse. When she ultimately chose to leave him, she discovered that not only did her husband intend to deprive her of her family fortune if she went ahead with the divorce, but she was also pregnant, leaving her with only one question: "Why did the CEO hate her?" He wouldn't let her go and yet he continued to abuse her, Is love worth finding out secrets of the past?, Find out in this romantic novel, THE CEO WHO HATES ME..

When I was seven years old, a handsome man Mom brought home gave me a box of mangoes. That day, Dad watched me happily eating the mangoes as he signed his name on the divorce agreement. Then, he jumped to his death. From that day on, mangoes became a lifelong nightmare for me. So, on our wedding day, I told my wife, Irene Johnson, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." She held me without saying a word. From that moment on, mangoes became forbidden for her as well. … On the fifth Christmas Eve after we got married, Irene's childhood sweetheart, Steven Carter, placed a mango on her desk. That same day, she announced that she was cutting ties with him and fired him from the company. That day, I felt that she was the woman destined for me. ... Six months later, I return from overseas after closing a billion-dollar deal. At the celebration dinner, Irene hands me a drink. After I drink half of it, Steven, the man who was kicked out of the company, stands behind me and grins. "Is the mango juice good?" he asks. I look at Irene in disbelief, but she is holding back a laugh. "Don't be mad. Steve insisted I play a joke on you. I didn't give you a mango, just a bottle of its juice. "But I think Steve is right. There's something wrong with you for not eating mangoes. Look at how much you enjoyed it just now!" she says. I keep a cold expression, raise my hand, and splash the remaining mango juice onto her face. Then, I turn and walk away. Some things are never a joke. Mangoes aren't, and neither is my decision to divorce.