Let Me Go Mr Harvey Novels & Stories

Barely waking up, Lauryn hears someone pounding on her front door and finds herself face to face with a handsome man who looks like he just walked off of the cover of GQ. Agreeing to help him, she hands him the phone and a strange electricity pulses through both of them. Not thinking she would ever see him again, she is haunted by that night and tries her hardest to forget that once in a lifetime fling. However, destiny has it's way and she finds herself working under him. When Lauryn finds out that her mystery man is Darren, the CEO of Remedy Enterprises, she almost runs out the door and never looks back. Unfortunately, her house is in foreclosure and if she doesn't keep this job, she

I thought my life was sorted. I have a sweet fiancé Marcus, a cozy apartment and my wedding Pinterest board on lock. As The classic good girl, I saved myself for marriage, never gave anyone trouble and always made safe choices. That was until I met Marcus’ dad Victor. He is tall, suave and deliciously charming. Everything about him turns me on without trying. Just one handshake and my body lit up like fireworks. I panicked and told myself it was hormones. I avoided him like a plague and even gave Marcus my virginity few months to our wedding but it didn’t work. One girls’ night and one weird-tasting drink, I find myself in his bed begging like I’d lost my mind while he ruins

My husband, Adrian Cross, was a high-profile lawyer. We'd been married for seven years. I'd always wanted a child of our own, but he had never touched me because his heart belonged to someone else. Not long ago, I got into a car accident trying to save him. He promised he would grant me any wish. Everyone assumed I would ask him to have a child with me, but I calmly asked for a divorce. Adrian laughed, a cruel, public sneer on his face. "Don't pretend," he mocked. "I've never met anyone as shameless as you. You'd risk your life for me, yet you think you could ever leave me?" My heart, long hardened, turned even colder. He had no idea that I had been given a second chance. … In my pre

The night before my wedding, I stumbled upon his old chat logs with his friends. "I've never met anyone so easy to fool." "You know she comes from a single-parent home, right? She’s desperate for love." "So, all I have to do is be a little nice to her, and she throws herself at me." I used to believed he had saved me from the depths of despair, but in the end, he played me for a fool. I thought I’d found love, but in the end, my sincerity was worth less than dirt.

"You said anyone who wants my pathetic self can have me, Kieran. Say hello to the three men who do." For three months Selene Ashcroft floated between life and death. A car accident arranged by rogue wolves stole her unborn son and left her alone in a hospital bed. Not one visitor. Not one flower. Not one call from the husband she gave her life to. When Selene finally comes home, she finds Alpha heir Kieran Draven tangled on the couch with her older sister Jessica. The same sister who ran away years ago because she refused to marry him. The same sister he really wanted from the start. Kieran doesn't apologize, he simply informs her that Jessica is moving in as his Second Mate.

In the empty villa, Celia Quinn sat motionless on the sofa. It wasn't until much later that the villa's front door swung open, and Lucas Shaw stepped inside. His gaze paused briefly on her, then his expression turned cold. "Yvonne is running a fever today. Why did you keep calling me?"

In her past life, Dylan Xander was forced to marry Zoe Stone. On their wedding day, his first love died in a plane crash. After the wedding, Dylan fell into a deep depression and grew to despise Zoe. For seven long years, she humbled herself just to win a sliver of his affection. But all she ever got in return was the same cruel question, over and over again: “Why wasn’t it you who died instead?” And yet, when the tsunami struck, Dylan gave up his only chance of survival to save her. On the lifeboat, she desperately reached out to grab his hand but he pulled away with all his strength. As he sank into the dark depths of the sea, he smiled in relief. “I’m finally free. I can be with he

"I want to know," Marissa said, placing a hand on her stomach, "if you'll be here to watch me give Bryce the child you never could." She snapped. Rachel's blood ran cold. Of course! she was right. *** For three years, Rachel has lived as the perfect wife of Bryce Voss. Always gentle, loyal, and endlessly composed, she believed love could soften every cruelty, untill the day her husband walked into their matrimonial house with another woman at his side, claiming she carried his child. Declared infertile and a cancer victim after countless hospital visits, Rachel endures shame and cold shoulders from the family she once adored. When Bryce demands a divorce, she asks for one last

After pursuing Yves Chapman for five years, he finally agrees to marry me. Two months before the wedding, I get into an accident. I call him thrice, but he rejects my call each time. It's only because Clarisse Tatcher advises him to give me the cold shoulder for a while to stop me from pestering him. When I crawl out of that valley, I'm covered in injuries. My right hand has a comminuted fracture. At that moment, I finally understand that certain things can't be forced. But after that, he starts to wait outside my door, his eyes red as he asks me to also give him five years.

"I am just a big, fat human to you, right?" I spent four years hidden in the shadows, pouring my soul into making my wolf fiancé the most powerful pack leader in the Silverhowl Bard Guild. I sacrificed my own voice, my own dreams, and my own pack standing for him. But on the eve of our wedding at the Moon Goddess Bond Hall, I caught him locked in the arms of my closest friend—the very wolf I helped turn into a superstar. They thought my human heart would break. They thought a plus-size human girl with no wolf abilities would just whimpering away into the dark. They were wrong. Betrayed, humiliated, and left standing alone at the altar, I refuse to let them see me cry. Instead, I walk