Just Adora Novels & Stories

All I ever want was to go back to Woodhill. Where my life started. Where my heart belongs.. I did manage to secretly flee from father, but then got abducted to be fed to a living forest. Just great! And just when I was about to begrudgingly accept my unfortunate fate, my childhood friend saved me.. It was supposed to be a very touching and romantic moment, right!? But all of that delusions crumbled when he rejected me in front of everyone in the middle of his ice hockey game..

My name is 504F and I was born a science experiment, property of the company I was born to. I was special though to begin with I didn’t understand why or how. I just wanted to live and be free. But the day they decided it was too much for me to even have that, is the day I went on the run. It’s also the day where the fight for my families freedom began. Join me on my discovery of my powers, as I figure out just who I am meant to be.

"I'm sorry Ariel, I never knew that happened years ago. Just like how we meet, I was drugged. Can you ever forgive me?" Dylan questioned with a little warmth in his eyes. Ariel sighed, she didn't know how to feel. Finding out he was the father of her child from the past 3 years, was a shock to her. "Just give me sometime to decide... I can't say anything now." Ariel responded and walked away.

He married into power—but he wasn’t powerless. Everyone thought Julian Ward was just the quiet husband in the shadow of the mighty Lancaster family. A live-in son-in-law, tolerated at best. Disposable at worst. But when enemies close in from all sides—corporate titans, crooked politicians, even his own blood—Julian doesn’t just endure. He retaliates. In a world where family is everything, this one doesn’t protect its own—they protect him. And together, they become a force no one can touch.

I loved Adriano Ferraro—yeah, that Don—for five freaking years. He wasn't just my fiancé; he was my anchor in a world where loyalty got tested, and weakness got you killed. We had it all mapped out—dreams, plans, a future we actually thought we owned. Until I lost our baby. I reached for him, shaking, desperate for anything. But comfort never came. Instead, it was her. His stepsister, propped up. "Don't buy her act. She's just fishing for attention—again." That snake smiled like she just won a prize for emotional torture, dripping venom while fanning the flames. And Adriano? He bought it. He turned away. In that moment, it hit me—I wasn't just grieving. I was completely alone. The kid I carried, the future I built in my head? Gone. And so was I. I walked out. On him. On the Ferraro Family I was stupid enough to think I could belong to. All I left behind was silence. Empty space where we used to be. Now Adriano's drowning in regret, but it's too damn late. The life we should've had, the love we should've built? Dust. And her? The stepsister who ruined it all? She's paying for every lie.

Everyone in Oceanton knew that mob boss Jared Pierce was deeply in love with me. No one feared my disappearance more than he did. Even if bullets were raining down on him, he'd still find a way to contact me, just to make sure I felt safe. But on the night before our wedding, he didn't come home. When he finally returned, he dropped to his knees, a bruised and weakened woman cradled in his arms. "Rosalia! Melody took the drug just to save me! I can't just watch her die! So I had no choice but to sleep with her." Terrified that I wouldn't forgive him, Jared drew six wounds into his arm. Blood soaked through his shirt in an instant. As soon as the wedding banquet ended, I heard his men chuckling and teasing. "The boss didn't even take off his wedding outfit before rushing to see Melody. Just how seductive is his lover?" Jared’s low, sultry voice followed. "Last time I stayed with her, I didn’t come back for three days and nights. Take a guess." In shock and despair, I called out the system. "I want to leave this world!" The system's cold voice replied, "After your exit, this world will erase all traces of your existence. Counting down… Seven days."

"You need to give me three every day, that's the only way you can have me as your husband" "Three, what?! K-?" "Yes, . Sound easy to do, right?" He smirk and lean closer to me "Not unless you wanted more than just a " "W-What do you mean by that?" "Just so you know, I can accept more but not less of what I ask from you" --- Herravie is the only woman who's using the name Costello for the sake of revenge. For her, the only reason she was born is to die. Her existence only means one thing- vengeance. But her life suddenly turn upside down when she accepted the mission given to her related to the death of her real parents. She must pretend to be someone, for her to become the wife of Sain Czar Ildefonso. She needs to spy on him and then kill him afterward. She thought it was a very easy task to do. She just has to be his wife for everyone's eyes and then kill him. She doesn't need to waste a sweat to please him. But things become out of control when suddenly it turns out that he is the bane of the meaning of her existence and she becomes the subject of all his desire. Will she be able to complete her mission or end up defying everything that was planned just because of a three ? The three dangerous .

I sold my body to a Werewolf King to save my sister's life. The contract was simple: I become the silent, obedient wife of Kaelen, the most ruthless Alpha in the city, for five years. In return, he pays for the cure that will save her. He is a monster of ice and power, a king who rules from a skyscraper throne. I am just a human, a pawn in a game I don't understand. He thinks he owns me. He lays down the rules with a voice like frozen steel: Don't touch me. Don't ask questions. And never, ever look me in the eye. But the first time his skin brushes mine, a searing energy erupts between us. His cold control shatters, and for a single, terrifying second, his eyes flash with feral gold. He shoves me away like I’ve burned him, his snarl echoing through our gilded cage, "Get out!" Now, I'm trapped in his world of deadly pack politics and ancient magic. He's cruel, distant, and yet his gaze follows my every move, burning with a possessive fire that contradicts every word he says. I’ve just discovered the dangerous truth he’s been hiding: I am not just his purchased bride. I am his fated mate. And the powerful enemy hunting us has just found out that the key to destroying the Werewolf King… is me.

She loves peace, but the job where she in was the complete opposite. He loved peace when he was just a child before his mom left him. She never thought that she could experience what she wanted when she met him. His mask fell when he saw how frightened the woman was when someone tried to harm her. She looked at him like a hero when he saved her. He was silently cursing himself for why he did that. She fell in love and waited for him to take action. He stayed put and reminded himself to know his boundaries. She hated him because of what he did. But he was happy when he saw the happiness in her eyes again. In the middle of the forbidden love between a man who’ll do everything just to be in power and a woman who wants freedom from the world she's been in. Would their painful past be the reason to begin again as a whole, or would it break them into pieces and have a zero chance to come back and act like nothing happened? There are secrets that may hurt them. At first, they thought that it was just a small one, when in fact, it was indeed a small one, piled and stacked, which created a mountain of lies and a big vault of curse. The question is, if it were you, would you dare to unveil it or just let the one in power conceal the whole truth?

Everything is ready on the day of my wedding. But the bride, Adella Marlowe, is nowhere to be seen. That's when she texts me on my phone. Apparently, as a national shooting champion, there's a last-minute competition that she has to attend right away, all consequences be damned. But the next day, I see a social media post uploaded by Raiden Chase, the newest recruit in Adella's team. In the photo, I see Adella with one foot on a dead wild boar while propping her gun with a proud smile on her face. The caption goes, "I'm so glad to have a wife who's also a national shooting champion! Now, Grandma won't have to worry about her corn fields getting attacked by wildlife!" As I stare at the post, I just smile and leave a comment. "As expected of the champion whose heart goes out to the normal folk!" Adella quickly calls me the next moment. "Delete your comment right now! Also, stop being all passive-aggressive around me! It's just a missed wedding; must you be so snide about it?" This isn't Adella's first time leaving me at the altar. It's been two years, and every time she ditches me at the altar, she always has an excuse to do so. I just hang up on Adella without saying a word. She's right, though. This is just a wedding, isn't it? I might as well call it off once and for all.