Long Lost Friend Novels & Stories

Before Christmas Eve, all of Nowevik was betting. Not on money. On me. Would I finally pull the winning lot? Would Leon Fabian finally take me to his family estate for Christmas? The Fabians had a rule. A new bride had to attend the Christmas Eve dinner with the whole family before she counted as one of them. I'd been married five years. Five years. The lot never landed on me. I'd become Nowevik's favorite joke. This year, the winning ticket went to a nightclub hostess. She lounged on Leon's lap and flicked it onto the table in front of me, smiling like she'd already won. The room went silent. Everyone waited— for me to lunge at her like I had the last four years. Claws out. A scene. But I didn't move. "Congratulations." Leon leaned in, breath warm at my ear, smiling like he'd just proved something. "Wynne, you're finally learning how to behave. Keep this up and you might actually become a proper lady of my house." I lowered my eyes and tore the ticket in half. My face stayed blank. Leon had no idea the five-year deal between my brother and me was already over. Soon, he'd come take me home.

I know it’s wrong to want my dad’s best friend, a man who was old enough to be my dad, but what could I possibly do when I see him in my dream and imagination each time I close my eyes? What could I do when this desire keeps driving me nuts, when I keep getting wet down there just at the sight of him? I tasted the forbidden fruit, and I liked it. I liked every inch of it, and now I can’t bring myself to stop wanting more…

I survived three years under Adrian Blackwood's control by learning to disappear. He made me believe I was nothing, and I got so good at being invisible that I almost forgot I existed. Then three strangers showed up claiming to be my brothers. They said I was stolen from a family I never knew, a family that's been searching for me. Suddenly everything I'd buried came flooding back: wealth, danger, enemies, and a life that was supposed to be mine. Lucien, Marcus, and Elias dragged me into their world of power and secrets. They offered protection, but it came with strings attached. Rules I had to follow. A role I had to play. And then there's Rowan, my assigned protector who looks at me like I'm a puzzle he can't solve. Every word between us feels dangerous. Every look makes me want things I swore I'd never risk again. Trust. Connection. Something real. But Adrian won't let me go that easily. He's still out there, circling, reminding me that girls like me don't escape. Now I'm not just fighting to survive. I'm fighting to become who I was always meant to be, before Adrian, before the fear. The woman my family lost. The woman Rowan sees. Some secrets won't stay buried. Neither will I.

BLURB Even while bullied in high school, Jasmine found time to fall in love with her best friend’s boyfriend: Caine, the school’s bad boy and the Alpha’s son. One rainy day after school, Caine fights off her bullies. What was supposed to be the best day of her life turned sour when he in turn bullies and insults her. She leaves the park with her Mum entirely. What was she expecting? Years later, after a bad breakup, Jasmine decides to visit her father who was attacked by rouges. Caine is about to be made Alpha soon and he was even more handsome than she left him, now she was fighting an attraction to him that she could not explain, when she was supposed to loathe him. Trying to settle in the pack, Caine tries to make amends and be on her good side again, even offering to help her change since she was a half werewolf. But one night of drinking leads them to have sex and he changes her. Hurt that she betrayed her best friend and wanting to tell her the truth, she walks in on Caine proposing to her best friend. Jasmine is in for more heartbreak when she finds out she’s pregnant for the man who had hidden their mate bond and tried to reject her. What happens when that man gets into an accident and forget all about her, their memories together and the child she was carrying for him and now he only looks at her in pure hate and disgust?

“Seb pleasee" Zara pleaded her voice shaking into a whimper "ahh…fuck!” Sebastian thrust his long veiny hard dick into her tight pussy with force, his hips moving without pause. "This belongs to me alone Zara.” “Oh god..Seb…ahh!" she cried out gripping him tightly as she reached her climax. Zara was abducted as a newborn and separated from her relatives. Her parents looked for her tirelessly. Meanwhile, a woman who had never had children discovered her cradle in a lonely alley and decided to care for her. As she grew up, she suffered abuse from her family but remained strong and resilient. She receives a scholarship to Columbia University, one of the elite institutions in New York. She hurries home to deliver the news only to discover her parents being brutally attacked by a group of men. Sebastian Knight is attractive, influential, and threatening. He stares at her father and asserts, "Zara must wed him to settle his debt.” Living with Sebastian was absolute torment. She cared for him and loved him but he despised her. He mistreated her. Even shared their marital bed with his first love. Ultimately she throws down the divorce documents and leaves the marriage. Three men: a business magnate, an exceptional attorney, and a globally renowned celebrity come forward and disclose a truth that deeply unsettles her: they are her brothers. Furthermore, she is not merely a girl; she is the heiress to the Sterlings’ empire, the wealthiest family in New York. Zara’s existence is on the verge of a transformation. Can she finally claim the life that was stolen from her at birth, or will she forever drown in the misery Sebastian put her in?

Cirilla's life has been in danger even before her birth. She was from the powerful bloodline of the Amnell clan of witches. Also a descent from a royal pure-blooded Alpha Hybrid. She was born with the blessings of the goddess but also cursed by her destiny. Part wolf, vampire, and witch, she was taken from her family and Pack even before she was born. After years of living her life with no knowledge of who she really is, or what she's destined for. Something awakens. With her powers unlocked, she is back into a new world where the impossible seems to exist and there's a looming darkness over the magical world, endangering every magical kind there is. High-ranking officials from different magical kinds mysteriously dying. It doesn't take long for them to realize it's a pattern and something's coming. Even worse, she seems to be the source.

My woozy brain managed to register my body being laid on a soft bed... I held on tightly to his neck, grinning stupidly, "you're so handsome. I like to kiss handsome men." A soft chuckle, "darling, you..." I raised my head to jam my lips with his, cutting him off. ************************************************** The accident that was meant to end her, put Roxanne in coma for a year. When she woke up, her memory was a blank. Then she finds herself in a contract marriage with Josh Caldwell, her CEO husband, who's betrothed to marry the true heiress of the powerful Gilmore Empire. Five years later, her husband's woman is back. Vanessa Gilmore — the beautiful, manipulative heiress of Gilmore Empire. Roxanne is tossed aside. The boy she'd taken care of since he was a baby was snatched from her. She has lost...and she knows it. Then comes Kylian Caldwell, the half brother of her ex-husband, a well known playboy and black sheep of the Caldwell, to the rescue. With him by her side, she's about to discover that the past isn't dead...and that her memory holds the key to unlocking secrets, including her stolen identity and the child she didn't know she'd given birth to. But when the truth finally comes spilling and two brothers fight for her heart, will she be able to stand against the enemies who will stop at nothing to keep what is rightfully hers, even if it means driving a wedge between her and the man who's ready to rain down hell just to protect her?

Bertrand Callum was a well-known lawyer in our circle and my fiancé. We had agreed to go on our honeymoon right after registering our marriage. But he broke that promise again and again. He took his secretary to every place I had dreamed of visiting. On my birthday, he brought her to Saltorlini, the place we had planned to go together. Later, he gave up our marriage registration just because she had sprained her ankle. Even when I was in a car accident and on the verge of death, he hung up on my call for help because of something she said. After I recovered, I went alone to Acreatic, a place I had always longed to see, and moved out of the home we once shared. A week after I left, Bertrand called to scold me. "Annie, you need to stop overreacting. Are you really going to divorce me over something so trivial?" I wanted to remind him that we had never actually registered our marriage. But ultimately, I shut up and said nothing. After all, there was nothing between us anymore.

I went through surgery at the hospital 99 times because of my boyfriend's fetish. He promised to marry me after the 100th round. I was filled with joy when the final procedure was finished. This was our 100th round of intimacy, and I wanted to give Chad Simmons an unforgettable night. I quietly pushed open the doors of our villa. I heard laughter coming from inside the house and my name being mentioned. It made me pause in my step. "You've got the most high-end social butterfly of the upper social circle wrapped around your little finger, Chad. She's really stupid enough to believe that you'll marry her. "Will she go mad when she finds out that she isn't your bride half a month from now? Will she get her old lovers to destroy your company?" Chad took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile, "She would never dare to do something like that. I have videos of her sleeping with 99 men. If she does anything to me, I'll post those videos online and make her famous." "You're incredible, Chad! She probably has no idea that she slept with a bunch of old men instead of you!" Everyone started heaping praises on how impressive Chad was. I was stunned. No wonder Chad fed me a glass of milk every time before we slept together. It was to keep me from resisting. I tore up my surgery report and turned to leave. Since I was not his bride, I would make his wishes come true and marry someone else.

I'd had a crush on my brother's best friend, Ethan—the most powerful Alpha of our Northern Territory—since I was twelve years old. When I was fifteen, I boldly confessed my feelings to him. He laughed and patted my head, casually promising, "When you turn eighteen and shift, if you're my mate, I'll mark you." That offhand promise became my greatest hope for three years. I spent every day waiting for my wolf to awaken, praying to the Moon Goddess that she would designate us as mates. But on the night of my eighteenth birthday, after my wolf first awakened, I was shocked to discover that Ethan truly was my mate! Ignoring the intense shifting pain coursing through my body, I immediately shifted into my wolf form and ran toward Ethan's training grounds. I clutched the gift I'd prepared long ago, but instead heard Ethan urgently confessing to his Omega assistant Victoria: "Who would be stupid enough to actually care about a true mate? The bond between her and me is just the Moon Goddess's mistake. I only love you. I'll only mark you as my Luna." The words hit me like silver bullets to the chest. My wolf whimpered in pain, the mate bond burning like acid in my veins. I stood frozen behind the trees, watching the man I'd loved for six years dismiss our sacred connection as if it meant nothing. Later, Ethan introduced Victoria as his "fiancée." When Victoria demanded that I publicly bless their marking ceremony, Ethan remained completely indifferent to my humiliation. "Sylvia should give us her blessing," Victoria announced at the pack meeting, her voice sweet as poison. "After all, she's been like a little sister to Ethan all these years." Every wolf in the room could smell my distress. But Ethan said nothing, refusing to even look at me. When rogue wolves attacked our territory and I was surrounded, Ethan didn't hesitate to scoop up Victoria—who had only a tiny scratch on her finger—and carry her away to find the pack healer. He left me bleeding and alone, silver claws ha