Lightning Is The Only Way Novels & Stories

I'm the strongest warrior of the Silvermoon Pack. For ten years, I've been secretly in love with my Alpha, Aiden. The only wolfless Alpha. We grew up with nothing but each other. I bled for him. I cut down his enemies and searched for a cure to awaken his wolf. He promised me a place at the top—always by his side. The fated mate bond never snapped into place for us. It didn't matter. I loved him anyway. Then I found out the truth. His heart belonged to someone else. A she-wolf named Gianna. When a rival pack kidnapped her, Aiden sent me to get her back. I did, but I died. And so did my wolf. He welcomed Gianna home with open arms, ready for their Mating Ceremony, but he refused to believe I was dead. He thought I was just jealous, hiding in a fit of rage. He even ordered my banishment. But on the night of the full moon, as the entire pack gathered for their Alpha’s ceremony, my second-in-command crashed the altar in his war truck. He walked toward Aiden, carrying my blood-soaked body. Aiden’s body trembled. He collapsed to his knees, clutching his chest in agony. "I can feel it. The mate bond…it’s breaking. Rhea was my fated mate... How can she be dead?!"

Of all the pups in the clan, my parents only loved my brother and sister, but not me. When the fire broke in the pack, they hurried into the flames to save their pups, but only took my brother and sister. Left behind, I suffered facial burns and my wolf grew extremely weak. From then on, I lost interest in fighting for their love. Whoever wanted them, could have them. After all, I was already dying. But I did not anticipate their regret. They held my thin frail body and begged: “Could you throw a little tantrum at us again… just once more?”

Three weeks. One lie. No way out. Zara Mitchell needed money. Not eventually. Not soon. Now. So when a private agency offers her a short-term role with a life-changing payout, she signs before asking the right questions. She expects a promotional job. A quiet appearance. Something forgettable. Instead, she’s driven across the city and introduced as Callum Arch’s wife. Cold. Controlled. Untouchable. Callum doesn’t ask. He decides. The contract is simple: Play the role. Convince his dying grandmother. Disappear when it’s over. No attachments. No mistakes. No contradictions. But nothing about this arrangement is simple. Because someone is watching. Someone who knows Zara’s secrets before she speaks them. Someone who was there before she arrived. Someone who doesn’t lose. And when Zara’s name hits the headlines, she realizes too late. She was never hired to play the game. She was placed inside it.

Serene Gomez's life is more like a mess, how does she cope with a gambling father, a mentally unstable mother, and a sick little brother. Her life was riddled with piled-up debts that she must settle. The ones who should stand by her side were her greatest downfall. All she wanted was to settle her debts and live peacefully but upon encountering him, her plans crumbled... Steve Jobbs, a thirty-two-year-old billionaire who was under the pressure of his grandfather to get married and have an heir. The young CEO only have his business at heart and nothing more. The affairs of love was useless to him. To abide by his grandfather's will, he also needed to find a woman... With the contract between them, can love happen?

He believed a lie. He broke my heart. But his son needs me and nothing will stop me from helping him. I promised to love my husband forever, but he didn't do the same for me. Just one lie and I found myself alone at the worst time of my life. I lost my baby, the man I loved and the life we ​​were building together. My career as a pediatrician not only lifted me up, but became my reason for living. I may not have been able to save my daughter, but I can save other people's precious babies. But it's in the hospital, in my little refuge, that Connor Mycroft has come back to haunt me. His son, a child I never even knew existed, is sick and needs the best pediatrician possible to lead his treatment. And unfortunately for the Mycroft family, that someone is me. My ex-husband still thinks I am the cause of all his misfortunes. His family hates me. His female "friend" seems willing to do anything to get rid of me. But I love little Theodore like I loved my own child and nothing will stop me from saving him.

Five years into marriage, Silvia Serra becomes both Dante Valenti's most lethal weapon and his most invisible presence. She shields him from bullets. She crosses a freezing river for him. Her scars accumulate, and his response is an assumption that it is how things are meant to be. In time, Dante grows repulsed by the violence clinging to her. He derides her lack of charm and gives his warmth to another woman instead. He allows others to grind down her dignity, and with a new lover in his arms, he openly stains her name. Silvia tolerates it so she can continue guarding him. Everyone mocks her as if she's numb to it all, driven away again and again, but never truly gone. Then comes the night of pounding rain. Cast aside without ceremony, Silvia erases every sign she was ever there and leaves with finality. Dante treats it as nothing more than sulking, convinced she will return within three days. Later, the once-untouchable Don was seen on his knees at Silvia's feet, stripped of all pride, begging her to turn back and look at him just once.

At the New Year's Eve dinner, my mom suddenly assigns some rules to me and my siblings. She claims that those who don't fit the criteria aren't allowed to eat at the table. Rule number one: One must have spent at least 50% of their time keeping Mom company at home last year. Rule number two: One must have gone shopping with Mom all the time. Rule number three: One must keep giving Mom allowance. But it appears that I, the oldest sibling, am the only one who doesn't meet the requirements. My little sister, Chelsea Cage, begins acting coquettish immediately. "All Cassidy cares about is her business, unlike me, Mom! I care about you!" Meanwhile, my younger brother, Cameron Cage, lectures me with a frown, "What's the point of you being able to earn more money than average people? No matter how good a breadwinner you are, the fact that you don't care about Mom completely nullifies it!" My mom tells my siblings to sit around her happily. Then, she criticizes me in a sarcastic tone. "As parents, when we become old, what we need is our children's company, not cold hard cash." I'm pissed off, to say the least. I'm the breadwinner of this family, and yet these freeloaders get to put on airs in front of me. The reason why I don't go shopping with my mom is that she's never satisfied with whatever gifts I've picked out for her during the times I did go out with her. That's why I gave her money straight away. I didn't give my mom any allowance at all because all the money is regularly deposited into the supplementary card, which she has. Since my long-term efforts are worth nothing compared to my siblings' sweet talk, I suppose I can quit being the ATM of this family.

The werewolf lands are the only world Maria has ever known. Lands ruled by packs, bound by tradition, and governed by fate. Born the alpha’s daughter of the Veilwood Pack, Maria grows up among women blessed with extraordinary abilities. Some command the elements. Some read minds. Others glimpse the future. But as her twenty-first birthday approaches, Maria has nothing. No gift. To protect their legacy, her parents arrange her marriage to a stranger. They ignore her pleas and seal her fate with a man she never chose. Desperate to escape, Maria runs, only to stumble into a land that looks different from the world she knows. When escape fails, she is forced back into a marriage empty of love. Betrayal soon follows, shattering what little hope she has left. Seeking solace, Maria flees to a tavern, where fate introduces her to her mate, a man who hesitates. And then there is the rogue. Pulled between an alpha and a rogue, Maria is forced to confront a truth the moon itself cannot change. Fate will never grant her two mates. She must choose. Only one man can claim her. And the choice may cost her everything.

Throughout my five years of marriage with Natalia Lane, never once have I stepped through the front door of my in-laws' residence. Natalia tells me that her parents prefer quiet environments and that they prefer to be distanced from us. I believe her excuses. On the first of every month, the bank transfers three thousand dollars on time to Natalia's parents. The transaction is always labeled as "living expenses for Mom and Dad". This is my only way of caring for my in-laws. During the holidays this year, I show up outside my in-laws' residence with some holiday gifts in my arms, ready to give them a surprise. But as soon as I reach the doorway, I hear my father-in-law, Arthur Lane's gentle voice coming from within. "Come, my dear son-in-law! Let's have a nice drink together!" I remain rooted to the spot in the corridor. Suddenly, the weight of the gifts in my arms feels extremely heavy. Natalia is the only child in her family. Well then, who's the "son-in-law" that's drinking with Arthur right now?

Lydia Redfield never imagined that returning home would come with such a heavy price. A lifetime spent chasing freedom in Paris evaporates the moment her parents pull her back to the Silverwood packhouse, where duty and tradition outweigh any hopes of happiness. As the daughter of the Alpha, Lydia has one role: marry well and strengthen the pack’s power. But the man they’ve chosen isn’t just any Alpha—he’s Zane, a brooding, cold leader with a reputation for rejecting women and avoiding love. "I’m not a pawn to be moved around," Zane’s voice cuts through the tension, his gaze as sharp as his words. “I decide who is worthy to stand by my side.” Lydia thought the biggest challenge would be fitting into a life she never wanted. But when she meets Zane—tall, untouchable, and far too captivating—everything she thought she knew about loyalty, love, and sacrifice is put to the test. Her wolf stirs with an undeniable pull, one that terrifies her more than she’s willing to admit. The pack wants an heir. Her father demands she comply. But Lydia's heart is torn—because this is no arranged marriage. It’s a battle for control, where every step she takes could shatter her future, and every moment with Zane feels like surrendering her soul. In a world where power rules, can she escape the chains of duty—or will Zane’s love become the cage that binds her forever? Will she choose the freedom she’s always craved, or the power that could ruin her?