Novel & Cerita Joanna Lannister

Nathaniel Reid had always despised being bound by our engagement. To spite me, he recklessly raced cars and caused trouble, indulging in all sorts of reckless behavior. And every time, I cleaned up his mess. Then, a girl named Joanna Smith appeared in his life. On the night of my birthday banquet, he scoured the entire city for a simple breakfast wrap for her and never even bothered to show up. I had already prepared for this moment. That night, I approached my family and asked to change the engagement. "It didn’t have to be Nathaniel." I thought of the distant, composed man from my dreams—the one who had always hidden his quiet, unwavering love for me. A smile flickered across my lips as I said softly, "Didn’t he still have an uncle?"

Aqua Lannister believed in loving wholeheartedly, and she showered her affections on her mate, giving him everything—her heart, her trust, her body, even her unborn child. She sacrificed her future to help him achieve his dreams, providing him with support, dedication, and funding. Yet what did she get in return? Cold-hearted betrayal. Aqua comes home to find her mate and fiancé in the arms of her stepmother. Everything she believed in unraveled before her eyes, and one fall down a flight of stairs stole the life of her baby, leaving Aqua alone, broken, and bleeding. But the worst had yet to come. To add salt to her wounds, Aqua comes to know that her mate never loved her, and everything they had shared was just a calculated revenge plan. One that was born from a grudge against her late mother, whose past has left shadows that reach into Aqua’s life. Disowned by the father she once trusted, poisoned by her stepmother, and hunted by enemies she doesn’t yet understand, Aqua is left with nothing but her pain and fury. So what happens when a mysterious masked biker steps into her life, offering to help her back to her feet? As Aqua is thrown into a world where deception thrives and bikes roar louder than the truth, will she risk trusting again, or let the past define her forever?

Ah! Mrs Gates, you're glowing. Your husband is taking good care of you. You keep getting more beautiful by the day.” “Of course, Mr Clinton loves his wife the most. Can't you see how in love they are? Do you think he would let her do something as stressful as working?” “That's true. I wish I were in her shoes. A perfect billionaire housewife with a doting husband who worships her. The last time he bought Star of the Sea at the auction, I immediately knew that his love for her was unlimited,” another high-class woman chimed as I passed by them. I halted in my tracks. Star of the Sea? How come I can't remember him giving it to me? Before I could process everything, another figure stepped in. A figure that I dread mentioning her name. Yeah, it was her. Louisa Carter, my husband’s childhood sweetheart. The woman whose existence threatens to tear my marriage apart. “How does it feel to be divorcing the man you love? Why didn't you tell those silly women the truth— that you're nothing to Clinton? You're just trash, not worth mentioning.” She hissed. I looked up at her the moment I heard divorce. Clinton has not told our family yet and even ordered me to keep it a secret. How did she know? “Mrs Gates? What a joke!” she continued. You're just sitting on an empty shell. His heart, his body, his wealth, his company, they all belong to me. You have nothing except the name. ******* Everyone in the city assumed Joanna was the precious wife of Clinton Gates because of how boastful he was of her. What they didn’t know was that all he did was just a public stunt until Joanna boldly threw divorce papers in his face.

On the day Shane Jackson and I registered our marriage, his infatuated secretary pushed me off a building. I fractured two ribs, lost my baby instantly, and slipped into a coma. Shane stayed by my side and told everyone I was his only wife, never leaving my bedside. But when no one was watching, he pressed that secretary against the hospital bed and murmured, "If it weren't for you, Lily and I would already have a three-year-old child. You owe us a baby. This is what you must repay her." Joanna Rogers trembled in his arms, eyes full of tears. "I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson. I loved you too much. I'll accept whatever punishment you give me." A moment later, I heard their heavy breathing. My eyes, which had been shut for three years, suddenly opened. Tears rolled down my cheeks.

When Aria Harrington returns home to find her family murdered and her twin sister Lira sacrificed to pay a debt, she vows revenge on the ruthless Alpha Kol Lannister— the man who ordered their deaths. I pressed my palm to the fresh dirt. "You loved him once, Lira." What a bittersweet lie. I thought Lira had met Alpha Kol by chance and they fell in love but after the story my uncle had told me, I realised Lira hadn't loved him. She was forced to and she wanted out. But she wasn’t smart enough. Well, I wouldn't make that mistake. "I'll make sure he dies loving me." ———— Three years later, Aria returns, using her uncanny resemblance to Lira to stoke Kol’s obsession. But when Kol forces her into a sham marriage, Aria discovers the horrifying truth: Lira is alive, and she’s been pulling the strings from the shadows. Now, Aria must choose between her revenge and the twisted bond forming with Kol even as she begins to question herself— Why did Lira fake her death, and what is her plan now? Does Kol truly love her, or is this punishment for Lira’s betrayal? What does Uncle Jarek know about Lira that Aria doesn’t? And most importantly, will she follow through on her revenge, or will she completely fall for the very man she had vowed to kill?

My husband's childhood sweetheart needed surgery, and he insisted that I be the one to operate on her. I followed every medical protocol, doing everything I could to save her. However, after she was discharged, she accused me of medical malpractice and claimed I’d left her permanently disabled. I turned to my husband, hoping he’d speak up for me, but he curtly said, “I told you not to act recklessly. Now look what’s happened.” To my shock, the hospital surveillance footage also showed that I hadn’t followed the correct surgical procedure. I couldn’t defend myself. In the end, I was stabbed to death by her super-alpha husband. Even as I died, I still couldn’t understand—how did the footage show my surgical steps were wrong? When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Joanna was admitted for testing.

THE IMPOSTER'S RECKONING AND OTHER COLLECTIONS After being resurrected from death, my nightmare began. I was taken into the throne room; Fredrick stood up from the throne and made his way to me, scanning my features and said. "Undress Yourself" he demanded. One wouldn't murder their lover, and 120 years later, when the body has become a walking dead, he demands they take their clothes off upon first arrival. Being fucked in Infront of everyone is a disgrace for someone who just woke up from death, I wish I could crawl back into my grave. Fredrick Is The Devil. ************************************************ My name is Edmond; I am Fredrick's look-alike; 120 years ago, I killed Fredrick, took his identity, and killed his woman, Molly. I have turned his mansion into my palace. I have ruled his city and people for 120 years. I'm their God, and whoever dares to oppose me we be killed in an instant. My enemy awakened will not shake me because I will kill him again and make his woman my bitch. I, Molly Dobrev, have been awakened from the dead to kill my lover, Fredrick, for his betrayal and to free the people from his terror. The only question I have in my mind is, can I kill him? My name is Fredrick Lannister; I have been resurrected from the dead by unknown witches. I have come to reclaim my identity and save my woman from the hands of my doppelganger, Edmond. This imposter has ruled with tyranny, but I vow to bring him down and restore justice to the people.

In the fifth year of being locked up in a psychiatric hospital, my husband, Cole Foster, finally agrees to discharge me. But when the ward door is opened, I see multiple cameras aiming at me. "Congratulations, Ms. Lawson. The five-year reality show in the psychiatric hospital has officially come to an end!" R-Reality show? I look thunderstruck by the news. At that moment, Cole, who's supposed to sweep me into a hug, shows up. He says calmly, "Joanna, this is a reality show that Natalie has planned. You're just a trial subject whom I've chosen to help her record this show." 300 million people have participated in the voting session. Just like that, Natalie Jackman becomes the most popular director in the reality show world. Meanwhile, I've gotten electrocuted to the point I keep shuddering violently. It's a norm for me to drool subconsciously and go into lapses of haziness from time to time. Cole personally unlocks the handcuffs that have bound me for the past five years. "Now that the show is over, you may go home."

Once I get reborn, the first thing I will do is swap mates with my cousin, Clara Evonfall. In my previous life, Clara and I had held our mate-bonding ceremonies on the same day. Clara, a docile and gentle she-wolf, was forced to become the mate of Gilbert Vargas, the cold and aloof Alpha of the Bloodthorn pack. On their bonding anniversary, Gilbert abandoned Clara just so he could be with his childhood sweetheart, Joanna Penning. Because of that incident, Clara and Gilbert gave each other the cold shoulder for the next 50 years. As for me, I've dreamed of becoming a Gamma warrior since I was a pup. But I ended up forming a mate bond with Oliver Stanton, a Beta playboy. Oliver disliked me for not being romantic enough, saying that I didn't know how to doll myself up for him. We argued with each other every day to the point that he rarely came home. When I open my eyes again, I realize that Clara and I have returned to the timeframe of two days before our bonding ceremonies.

On the night before I'm set to officially marry Shawn Ford, he keeps losing to his godsister, Tiffany Lynch, at the poker table on purpose. "We're just playing for fun. Aren't we a family? Everyone here knows that Tiffany and I are as thick as thieves since young." Tiffany plays with a poker card absent-mindedly. "Surely you don't mind, right? Shawn told me that if I were to win this round, he'd give me the funds meant to renovate your marital home so that I can buy myself some bags." The other players begin to cheer on Tiffany at that moment. "Hell yeah! Tiffany is really lucky when it comes to poker! Joanna, there's no use saving that meager salary of yours. Why don't you just bet everything on the table to spice things up?" I don't bother speaking afterward. All I do is pull out a chair and sit across from Shawn. Then, I dig out a property deed from my bag. "You wanted to spice things up, right? I just bought this property at full price. Do you have the guts to put everything you have on the stake?"