Jk Rowling Writing Process Novels & Stories

“Mummy, we got you a husband!" Irina Baldwin’s world shattered the moment her triplets dragged a bound, blindfolded man into their small cottage. She expected a prank. She expected a headache. She did not expect to stare into the cold, predatory eyes of Sebastian Jankovic. The Cursed King. The man who bought her. The man who was supposed to break her. ****** Irina was the pack’s ultimate disgrace. Marked and then brutally rejected by Xander, the pack heir, in front of everyone. To cover up his cowardice, Xander sold her to the Lycan King, a man whose "breeding process" no woman had ever survived. Sebastian was ruthless. He was cold. He didn't do love; he only did legacies. When Irina discovered she was pregnant with the King’s children, she knew she was nothing more than a vessel to be disposed of once the heirs were born. She ran. She hid. She built a life in the human world with a man who finally treated her with kindness. But the past has a way of hunting you down. Now, Sebastian thinks she betrayed him with a human. He wants his sons. He wants his revenge. And to make matters worse, Neil has realized his mistake. The man who threw her away like trash is now back, obsessed with reclaiming the mate he broke. Caught between a ruthless King and a desperate ex, Irina has one goal: protect her children. But in a world of monsters and kings, secrets are the deadliest weapons of all.

I threw myself into the sea out of despair. Unexpectedly, I returned to the fifth year after I became mates with Alpha Ethan Grant. Ethan is my mate. He is the strongest Alpha among all the packs. Our son, Chester Grant, inherited his bloodline. Like Ethan, he is a powerful, unyielding, born leader. To the world, I am the noble Luna. I am the one every she-wolf envies and strives to be. Yet, the first thing I did was venture deep into the forest where a witch lived. I asked the witch for a bone ring that would sever the blood bond with Ethan and Chester. "Wear this, and the bond between you and your mate and child will gradually sever within five days. The process is painful and irreversible. You mustn't regret it," the witch says. I immediately place the pale bone ring on my finger. While enduring the pain that pierces directly into my soul, I reply while trembling, "I will never regret it." Ethan's first love is Angelina Lark. In my previous life, Ethan permitted her to dethrone me from my Luna position. I was also injured in the process. Additionally, Chester complained that my scent was repulsive and called Angelina "Mommy". So, in this life, I don't want my mate or my son. I just want the freedom to live my own life. But after leaving, I hear that the strongest Alpha and his heir are searching the world with soldiers in tow. They swear to find the Luna who had taken their hearts.

Billionaire and his wife He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "l just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to"

SYNOPSIS For three years, Elena Hart believed marriage was built on patience, sacrifice, and unconditional loyalty. She dedicated herself completely to her husband, billionaire heir Ryan Ashford, becoming the perfect wife his family demanded graceful, supportive, obedient, and endlessly understanding of his emotional distance. She tolerated his late nights, his increasingly cold behavior, and the subtle hostility from his family, she convinced herself that love required endurance. On the night of their third wedding anniversary, Elena expected a romantic dinner and perhaps a chance to finally reconnect with her husband. Instead, Ryan handed her divorce papers. As if that wasn't enough,he informs her that another woman is pregnant with the heir his family has been waiting for, something Elena had supposedly failed to provide. With humiliation and frustration, mixed with emotional damage, Elena signed the divorce papers and walks away from the marriage. But what Ryan did not know is that just hours before the divorce, Elena discovered she is pregnant with his child. Unable to process the betrayal and terrified for her future, Elena walked nto a night of reckless drinking in Las Vegas. She wakes the next morning in a luxury penthouse owned by Adrian Kane.. One of the most feared billionaires in the country, CEO of Kane Global, and Ryan Ashford’s greatest business rival. Without arguing much, Elena agrees to stay married to Adrian. As Elena journeys into Adrian's dangerous world of billion-dollar deals, she starts uncovering disturbing truth about her failed marriage.

On our tenth wedding anniversary, I was trapped in a cabin with my daughter, Sofia Costello, as floodwaters raged outside. With shaking hands, I used the emergency satellite phone to call my mafia husband, Henson Costello, and begged for help. I dialed more than 90 times before the call finally went through, yet all I heard was the breathy moans of his first love, Angelina Rossi, on the other end. "Henson...slower..." Before I could even process the shock of his betrayal, I heard a conversation that sent me straight into hell. "That kid was dead weight anyway. Trading him for control of Pier 9 was the best deal the family ever made." It seemed that Leo Costello, my son, who had supposedly drowned at the beach five years ago, had not died in an accident after all. Henson had used him as part of a business deal. All this time, I had been drowning in guilt for taking him to that beach, blaming myself for the tragedy. I never knew the truth was this cruel. Tears streamed down my face as my body shook uncontrollably. After ten years of marriage, I finally realized I had never truly known the man I loved and sacrificed everything for. I picked up my phone again and dialed Vincenzo Moretti's number. "Vince, I'll marry you. But you have to help me destroy the Costello family from power." After a brief silence, his voice came through the line. "Aurelia Astor, I've been waiting ten years to hear you say that."

When Brandon Henderson, the CEO of Zenith Incorporated, discovers that he has fallen deeply in love with Emma, his best friend's teenage daughter, he distances himself from her and forbids her from coming near his estate. In an attempt to further scare Emma away, Brandon marries her sworn enemy. However, Emma manipulates her way into Brandon's estate and uncovers a plot by Brandon's wife to harm him on their wedding night. Emma manages to foil this plan, but in the process, she ends up having a passionate night with Brandon, who was drunk. Little did Emma know that seeing Brandon's nakedness would be the start of her nightmares. Unfortunately, Emma is imprisoned and tortured by Brandon's enemies. The day she would be killed and Brandon framed for her murder, Brandon discovers that the girl he slept with on his wedding night was none other than Emma, his best friend's teenage daughter – someone he had vowed never to touch. Would Brandon push Emma away or continue to secretly live with her? And how would he confess to his best friend, the person who saved his life, that he slept with his daughter and that she already has a child with him? In the midst of this conflict, Emma loses her memory and her family quickly arranges a marriage between her and Kaiden – a man she hates so much. It then becomes Brandon's turn to save her. But how will Brandon jog Emma's memory, stop the wedding, and bring her back into his arms?

The day I dissolved the mate bond, I called my childhood friend to pick me up. I had a bank card with barely any balance left, my phone, and the same clothes I had worn the day I moved into this house. That was everything I owned after all those years living in the pack. My mate, Derek Anderson, called to say I had left a few things behind. "Forget it. Just throw them away." He seemed reluctant to give up. "Your son keeps saying he wants to see you." I dragged my suitcase behind me and walked away without looking back. "Tell him he'll have a new mom soon. The one he's always wanted." Like father, like son. They even fell for the same woman. In the past, I would have asked myself, 'Why won't they even look at me? I've given them so much.' Now, I felt nothing. If they didn't love me, then so be it. I would let them go and let myself go in the process too. My childhood best friend, Eric Keaton, helped me with my luggage and opened the door of his Maybach. I said one last thing to my mate. "I won't ever disturb you and your son again." After a long time, he found me. He grabbed my arm like a madman and stared at me in despair. "Leah Sullivan, why don't you care about us anymore?"

I'm writing a sequel for From Hell to Heaven. Standalone Book. It's called LOVE LIKE HEAVEN! Prologue "You're are right Divya. I'm a playboy," Daksh said and stood up in front of me. "Now I will show you what Playboy can do," Daksh said and pulled my waist and grabbed my face with his other hand to move our body closer to him. "Lea....ve me Dak - he didn't let me to finish my sentence, because he forcefully pressed his hard lips on my lips. He was angry and rough. He is punishing me with his harsh kiss. I tried to push him back, but he stood on his ground. Then, he pushed me back down on the bed, pinning my hands above my head with his one hand and squeezed my breast painfully. I whimper because of his painfully torture. I never thought he would misbehave with me. I loved him, but that doesn't mean any woman can allow this forced. I try to push him away, but he didn't budge. So I bit his tongue hard. He immediately loosens his gripped on my wrist. Smack Yes, I slapped him hard across his face. Guilt washed over his face. I know I made a mistake by accusing him. But he doesn't have any rights to touch me or misbehaved with me. "I hate you Jerk" I said venomously. I stood up and ran away covering my mouth and tears flowing under my eyes as I ran far from him. Let's see their journey of how Daksh and Divya fall for each other. They are opposite to each other, but attracted by each other like magnets.

When Samuel Larson came to pick me up from work at the county clerk's office, he suddenly slid a marriage license through the service window. "Actually, this one was fake the whole time. Getting back together with you was just a joke." Before I could process what he'd said, he waved a brand-new marriage license in front of me and grinned. "Yesterday, Jessie sat on my lap and kissed me. It felt so good I couldn't help myself. So I went and got a real marriage license with her." The second betrayal hit me as a bucket of cold water dumped over my head. I stared at him in disbelief. "Why?" I asked in a trembling voice. "Because you're gullible." He narrowed his eyes and savored the sight of me tearing up. He then smiled and handed me a tissue. "Back then, it took you three years to figure out Jessie and I were secretly seeing each other. "So we made a bet. We wanted to see how long it would take you this time." His gaze shifted to the fading hickey on my neck. He paused briefly before shrugging. "She bet it'd take you a year at most. That's why I've been leaving obvious clues all year. "But I got tired of acting, and you still didn't catch on. "Today's the last day of the bet. I wanted her to win and be happy. "I had no choice but to just tell you myself."

In the seventh year of being in love with the Don, George Grimaldi, I said yes to his proposal. Inside a top-tier luxury bridal boutique, I stood in front of the mirror wearing the first wedding gown of my life. I looked at myself again and again and couldn’t stop smiling. Behind me, he watched in silence for a long moment. Then suddenly, he spoke, “Oh, right. We can’t get married for now. I’m married to someone else.” For a second, I thought I had misheard him. However, my entire body went stiff. The color drained from my face. “Josie is a benefactor of my family,” he explained casually, like he was talking about the weather. “My father insisted I register with her. But don’t worry. She won’t affect our relationship.” My ears rang. It took me a long time before I could finally process his words. “So you’ve been lying to me for seven years?” He frowned, as if I were the unreasonable one. “I wasn’t lying. I just forgot to tell you. This is my fault. If you don’t mind, we can still hold the wedding as planned—the gown, the ring, the honeymoon. You’ll have everything you deserve.” I lowered my gaze. My hand drifted down and rested gently against my lower abdomen. There was something else here, too—a secret I had planned to tell him today.