Look Back Stories Novels & Stories

The day I was awarded the highest service medal, I got a call that my grandfather had died. My superiors approved emergency leave, and I rushed straight back to the family estate without stopping. The moment I reached the hillside cemetery behind the house, what I saw snapped something inside me. Our family burial ground had been completely leveled. My parents' graves had been dug open. Their urns had been turned into flower pot bases, with dark-red roses planted right on top of them. My grandfather's coffin had been split apart. His body was left exposed in the dirt, already starting to rot. And my younger brother, Jerry Horton, who was on the autism spectrum, was being ordered around like a laborer by my husband's assistant, Digby Wolfe, hauling construction materials back and forth. I lost it. I grabbed Digby and slammed him into the ground with a hard shoulder throw. "You touched my family's graves and made my brother do manual labor. Are you trying to get buried here with them?" Digby coughed up blood as he struggled to his feet, sneering at me. "This was Mr. Gray's decision. He said your family plot is in a good location, with plenty of space. It's perfect for building a golf course for the future Mrs. Gray. In Joule, Mr. Gray is the law." His tone was icy. "And who do you think you are?" I swallowed my rage and called Marshall Gray. "I hear you run Joule," I said. "Well, I'm about to change that."

"You're stuck with me forever, Andrea. I'm yours and you're mine. You've run away from me for too long and now, now is the time to come back to where you rightfully belong to" He said to her in a cold tone. Tough and strong, Andrea Salvador. She was hard like a rock to let anyone in not until she met Francis North who made her steal heart turned soft and went explode. Francis North, one of the youngest, richest and most handsome billionaire in whole world. He has a cold heart, he was the type who never cared about anyone's feeling or well-being aside that of his friends. He has always believe every girls are all the same who wants nothing but his wealth, not until he met the woman who changed his perspective, Andrea Salvador!

I had loved my Mafia Boss Alexander in silence for ten years. I was the only woman he fucked. Almost every night he would pin me down and pound me until I was screaming his name, filling me with his seed. He never touched anyone else. I thought I was special to him. I was wrong. To appease his fiancée Sophia’s family, Alexander dangled my mute little sister from a helicopter. I begged. I knelt. I offered my life for hers. "Enough, Ivy. The show is over," he scoffed, wiping the blood from my lip with his thumb. "It was just a silicone doll. Did you really think I would kill your sister over this? I just wanted to show you what happens when you defy me." But he didn't know that it really was Lily. I risked my life to take revenge on Sophia, only to be shot into the Mediterranean by Alexander's bullet. But why did the high and mighty Don go completely mad, searching the world for my body?

Jeremy Hansen throws a divorce agreement at Joanna Thompson on the day she finds out she's pregnant with twins. He also gives her 300 million dollars as their breakup fee. Why? Because his true love is back in the country! Joanna doesn't kick a fuss or throw a tantrum. She takes the money and moves out of their marital home without argument. She doesn't expect Jeremy to be so cruel, though—he wants her to abort the children. Why should she listen to him? "You're not going to abort them, huh?" Jeremy sneers. "Do you think we won't have to go through with the divorce if you're still pregnant with my children?" Joanna sneers back at him. A few days later, she accidentally miscarries. After being discharged from the hospital, she and Jeremy finalize the divorce. Three years later, the paparazzi capture Joanna on a street abroad while holding onto a pair of adorable boy-girl twins. Jeremy stares at the photo as his eyes slowly redden. Then, he flies abroad at top speed to stand in Joanna and the twins' way. "You've played me for three years, Joanna! It's high time that you stop with this tantrum." She takes off her sunglasses and raises a nonchalant eyebrow. "Sorry, but who are you?"

Brianna Jones sailed through all forms of torture, pain, betrayals, humiliations, and anything that could easily break a regular person. However, what broke the last straw was her parents' attempt to 'accidentally' abort her unborn child. Thinking she finally escaped it all, the omega found herself in the clutches of Jack Nicholas Burkley, an alpha who detests her to no end. Another round of torture awaited her, but this time around, the omega swore not to suffer in silence. *** You're still the same as before, Brianna. You only accept my offer when you need me. When you don't need me anymore, you will throw me away and have an affair with the likes of my father, just like what you did back— ." "I'm like this because I was raped. And don't you dare call me a cheap slut! I may be a lowly omega, but I'm not a slut. I. am. not. cheap. either"

After learning the hard truth of how her twin sister Dalilah brainwashed and manipulated her mind for thirteen years, turning her into a ruthless assassin who killed hundreds of innocents including her youngest brother and best friend Valerian, twenty-seven-year-old Princess Natasha Nicholai, is executed in front of the Imperial Palace. Somehow, she gets sent back to the past right before Dalilah started putting her evil string on her mind, to when she was about to turn fourteen, and uses that as an opportunity to not let the past repeat itself, by getting her revenge on her sister and all the people who backed her and saving her younger brother as well as protecting the innocents she knows will be Dalilah's targets. But while also going after the truth about who stole her magic when she was 4yo, who sent her back and why did they do that, she will cross paths with Ethan Theodore, a dangerous and full of secrets guy, with ruby red eyes and whose destiny is directly linked to Natasha's.

Francesca only had one thing on her mind: escaping the hell that is her husband, Alpha Stefano. But it wasn't an easy feat, and more difficult years went by until she found hope in her mate, Alpha Tristan. It had long been scarred and hidden, but Tristan somehow effortlessly opened Francesca's heart again. And even as the world turned against them, she could only be certain of one thing: their love is stronger than all the forces of the universe.

Elise was cruelly pushed down the staircase after a fiery confrontation with her husband and his mistress. She thought her life was over, but when she opened her eyes, she discovered she had gone back a year in time—back to when she still had a chance to rewrite her story. The first step in her new life was to cut ties with the man who betrayed her. He had saved her in her darkest moment, only to deceive and destroy her in the end. This time, Elise vowed to steer clear of her past mistakes, rebuild her family's legacy, and make everyone who wronged her pay for their sins. However, as she climbed the ladder of success, an enigmatic and captivating man entered her life, challenging her resolve. Elise wanted nothing to do with love again, convinced it would only hinder her, but his persistence began to chip away at the walls she had built around her heart.

Iridina Luis had it all—money, status, and a wonderful husband. Until betrayal destroyed her life. Accused of a crime she didn’t commit and left to die in a staged car crash, she vanished into thin air. But she didn’t die. Five years later, she returns as Irene Nowell, a strong, unrecognisable woman, and hell-bent on destroying everything that ruined her. Her target is her ex-husband’s dynasty. Her weapon? A phony business proposition with her former husband… who doesn't even remember her. But there is one issue: Jaxon Black—Kieran’s cunning, black sheep brother. He isn't fooled by her deception. And worse? He sees her. When sparks fly and secrets come out—especially about her son—Iridina must decide between revenge and the only man who might just love her right. Kieran wants her back. But this time, she's choosing herself, her son and the brother who never let go of her.

In the seven years that I have been bound to my Alpha heir mate Garrett, he had slept with every single friend around me. I pretended I saw nothing. I kept fulfilling my duties as the future Luna. Until the day I gave birth, his new mistress led rogue wolves straight to me. Their claws pierced through my belly with cruel precision. My mother was even killed by them when she tried to save me. In that desperate moment, I used the mind link to contact Garrett and begged him to save us. "Aria, when did you learn to pull these tricks? Don't think your pathetic acting will make me care about you." After saying that, he shut down the mind link. But he did send a car—to pick up his new mistress. By the time the patrol found me and rushed me to the hospital, the baby in my belly had been clawed out. My mother died too. The rogue wolves' poison coursed through her wounds until her body gave up. When I woke up, I stared numbly at Garrett's grandfather, the current Alpha of the Shadowmoon Pack. "Let me go," I said flatly. "Whatever I owed your pack, I've paid it back with my life."