Lost Tapes Lizard Man Novels & Stories

My husband was Damian, the Don of the Manhattan Mafia. Everyone thought he worshipped me, but the second his childhood sweetheart, Sophia, came back, I became invisible. He ditched me for her over and over again. It all broke when I started miscarrying. Even as my blood stained his car seat, he didn't even flinch. He just shoved me out of the car. "Sophia has a severe phobia of blood. You’re going to terrify her!" I woke up in the hospital to a taunting text from her: “I said I was a little hungry, and Damian actually got in the kitchen to cook for me. He spoils me way too much.” The photo showed the most powerful man in the city personally making her a meal. I didn't cry. I just called my mentor. "Sir, I had thought it through, and I was accepting the invitation for that international medical research project. Get me out of here. The further, the better." Since he couldn't let Sophia go, I decided to let them be. In three days, I was leaving Damian’s world for good.

She was born an omega — weak, voiceless, invisible. He was born an Alpha — ruthless, feared, untouchable. When Aria Hale’s fated mate rejects her before the entire Silvercrest Pack, she’s left broken… until the night her blood burns silver beneath the moon. Hunted for a power she doesn’t understand and bound by a destiny older than the packs themselves, Aria must rise from ashes and face the Alpha who once cast her aside. But when love and vengeance intertwine, will she destroy him… or claim him forever? In a world where power is everything, the Luna of the Lost Bloodline will remind them that even the moon bows to her light.

Story Blurb The Hart family is known for power, wealth, and an untouchable diamond empire built on legacy and deception. After losing their son fourteen year ago the family goes through some trauma until when a man claiming to be Ethan Hart returns after years of disappearance, the family’s carefully constructed world begins to crack. Sophia Hart has spent her life searching for her lost brother, clinging to memories that never faded. When he finally comes home, something feels wrong. His face is familiar, yet his presence feels distant his eyes hold secrets that don’t belong to the boy she remembers. While the rest of the family is eager to reclaim their heir, Sophia’s doubt grows stronger, threatening to unravel everything they believe to be true. As hidden agendas surface and old wounds reopen, Edward the adopted son raised to protect the Hart legacy struggles with loyalty, forbidden love, and a truth he cannot reveal without destroying the woman he loves. Meanwhile, the returning “Ethan” carries a past shaped by loss, survival, and deception, torn between a role he was never meant to play and feelings he never planned to have. Behind the luxury and glittering balls lies a darker history one of betrayal, stolen identities, and a legacy built on blood and lies. As power shifts and secrets claw their way to the surface, the Hart family must confront a truth that could cost them everything: their empire, their name, and each other. In a world where love blurs the line between right and wrong, and identity can be rewritten, one question remains Was he truly her brother… or was he another imposter?

My husband's adopted sister invited me out to dinner, and while we were eating, disaster struck—a violent earthquake shook the ground beneath us. My husband, a firefighter, rushed to the scene as quickly as he could. But fate had a cruel plan for us. We were trapped beneath a massive boulder, unable to move, and the rescuers could only save one of us. He made his choice. He chose her—the adopted sister who had always been frail and sickly—over me, his wife, who was five months pregnant with his child. I begged him, pleaded with him to save me. But he turned his back on me. The boulder pressed harder, and I felt the sickening crack of my arm breaking. He didn't even flinch. "Alice has always been weak," he said coldly. "If I leave her here, she'll die." But when I died, he lost his mind.

“I have to return the same energy I got from you, call it being proud or pride, but I call it wickedness because, The goal is to stay wicked.” Marcus whispered in Zena's ear slowly while he pecks her neck gently and his breath tease her sensation which turns her erogenous. Marcus despises Zena with everything he holds dearly but pretend to love her at all cost. Unknowingly, her throne was auctioned to two male potential Alphas whom she coincidently met. One of them is her soulmate and the other is her bedmate. But will Zena ever discover her real identity? Will she ever find out the truth of her lost throne and who is the betrayer? For how long will she lay with the monster that enslave her?

“I hope you're not fooled by my sweet looks Clair?” Emelia pushed her out her way, before closing the door, she stopped, turned, and stared at her from head to toe. “Don't be mistaken, I do want a man in the streets but a beast in bed” Poison to death by her husband and lover, Emelia Zorah is granted a second chance at life. She wants nothing but to stay as far away from him as possible, 5 years ago she had loved him but now was different. She despised even the air he breathed. Escaping the lights of marriage from her destined mate, she lands in his brother's arms, but what seems like a saving option in time turns out to be the blazing fire she dived from the firepan into.

Since it's already the end of the year, the music app I use produces a report on the songs I've listened to in 2025. The keyword of my report is "resonance". Over the year, I don't spend much time listening to the songs on this app. My girlfriend, Sienna Fletcher, is the one who's been using my account this whole time. There's a row beneath the keyword that's written in a tiny font. "You had listened to this song with someone at 4:00 am on December 1st. It turns out that love can go beyond a night's sleep." My breath gets hitched in my throat. December 1st is my birthday. But that night, I had gone to bed at an early hour. Meanwhile, Sienna had left hurriedly after cutting my birthday cake with me with the excuse that she needed to pull an overnight shift at the company. For some reason, I tap onto the unfamiliar-looking profile that has been interacting frequently with my account with a trembling finger. Their keyword of the year is "favor". My heart skips a beat at the sight. Then, I tap on the details. "Over the year, you've listened to songs with this user 688 times in the middle of the night. Every time you do, it's a secretive conversation meant for your souls." The next thing I know, I receive a message from Sienna. "Babe, I need to work overtime tonight again. You don't have to wait up for me. Just go to bed early." At the same time, a new post is uploaded on the unfamiliar profile. It features a photo of two hands that are intertwined together. "I love working overtime with her the most. I want to listen to songs with her forever."

Leo has spent his life surviving cruelty within the system, unaware of his true origins. With his eighteenth birthday approaching, he hopes for a quiet escape from the pain of his childhood. Unbeknownst to him, he is the heir to a powerful werewolf bloodline, and his birth mother, Luna Aria, has never stopped searching. As his dormant powers begin to awaken, Leo is thrust into a world of magic, violence, and legacy. He must confront who he is, who he was meant to be, and whether he can survive long enough to claim his destiny.

Vanessa Diamond wasn't what anyone wanted, her brash personality and tomboyish ways turned everyone against her, even her family. Knowing she wasn't wanted Vanessa left home, and moved to the bustling city of New York. She had hoped it would be a place where her dreams would finally come true, but its not always that easy. Forced to work in a gentlemen's club she begins to fit in somewhere...perhaps this is where she was meant to be. But after one 'lucky' night with the Mafia's boss Christiano her life is turned upside down again... But she's ready for the challenge.

Either what I get up to on a daily or what I fantasise who knows what’s real and what’s not