Mbe Library Novels & Stories

The hotel calls me on the phone and tactfully reminds me that since I've forgotten to pay for the condoms I've used last night, they've deducted the sum from my VIP card. I'm a little perplexed, to say the least. Last night, I've taken on an overnight shift till late night, so I've never been to the hotel. So, I question my wife, Nyla Burdette, who's the only one that knows about my VIP card number. She just looks at me in confusion. "Honey, it costs over a thousand dollars to spend a night in that hotel! Why would I stay there, to begin with? There must be something wrong with the hotel's system!" I no longer waste my breath on Nyla. My oldest uncle, Eric Fuller, is the investor of that particular hotel, so I call him right away. "Uncle Eric, help me investigate who Nyla has taken to the hotel last night! I want to catch them in the act!"

I return home from my business trip that night. The pharmacy I always go to calls to say that my membership card was used that afternoon, but the payment failed, and the account needs to be topped up. I look over at my wife, Catherine Francis, who's focused on making dinner. I ask her what she bought. She smiles and pulls out a box of supplements. "I've been staying up late working these past few days. My heart's been acting up a little, so I bought some heart supplements." Seeing my expression go flat, she lets out a helpless sigh and takes a card out of her bag. "I know you're particular about money. Since I accidentally used your membership card, I'll pay you back ten times. Okay?" However, I don't take the card like I used to. I just look at her calmly and say, "Let's get a divorce."

Amy is a musician whose music got distorted and warped due to a tragedy and guilt building up inside of her. Yet in the midst of her sadness appeared the brooding Antonio Russo; a sexy Italian man with a secret. During the whirlwind romance with the man she deemed her first love, Amy was swept her off her feet, until it all came to a screeching halt in the form of striking blue eyes. Dimitri Baranov has come to claim what was promised to him so long ago - but will Amy give in to temptation or follow old customs? In this brand new Bratva/Italian Mafia dark romance, you will find out that love can come from the worst places and blossom into something beautiful. *Book 2 of The Mafia Trinity Series of Novels.*

My billionaire boss has no memory of our one-night stand. I have a two-year-old daughter who looks exactly like him. I came to Los Angeles for a fresh start—not to work for the man who unknowingly became the father of my child. Dante Salvatore is brilliant, ruthless, and frustratingly irresistible. He doesn’t remember me, and he can never find out about our daughter. I’ll keep my secret, do my job, and protect my heart from the only man capable of breaking it all over again. It should be simple. It isn’t. The more time we spend together, the harder he becomes to resist. Late nights at the office turn into lingering glances. Heated arguments become stolen kisses. Every time danger finds me, Dante is there, pulling me back from the edge. And every time he unknowingly risks everything to protect the little girl who’s really his daughter, I wonder how much longer I can keep the truth buried. But the past refuses to stay buried. As Dante’s lost memories begin to return, old enemies emerge from the shadows, determined to tear us apart before the truth can set us free. Now the secret I’ve fought so hard to protect may become the very thing that destroys us both. What happens when my billionaire boss discovers the little girl he’s been risking his life to protect… is his daughter?

Samantha Klynne del Mundo is content with just surviving each day. She might not live a lavish life, but she is happy with everything she has. Her life is already complete—she has a loving brother, supportive friends, and a sweet boyfriend. Or, at least, that's what she thought. Until she crossed paths with the daughter of a billionaire. Alvien Mirco Cortel is a cold, ruthless billionaire who only shows his true colors to —his daughter. After his last heartbreak, he swore that any woman who would enter his life would only be allowed for two reasons: business or pleasure. But fate doesn't seem to agree, as his past visits him in the present. Chain of lies will be revealed. Until the time that Klynne finally remembers the billionaire. 

During a game of Truth or Dare at a gathering with friends, my girlfriend, Bridget Ellison, loses. Her punishment is to buy coffee for everyone. Half an hour later, she returns carrying more than a dozen bags and starts handing out drinks with a smile. "Francis, you've been pulling all-nighters for two days straight. Here's your iced long black." "Daryl, you like java chip frappe with extra mocha sauce, right?" "And here's yours. Lemon black tea, no ice. You've ordered it hundreds of times." One by one, everyone gets their drink. By the time she reaches me, only an empty bag remains. Everyone at the table freezes. "Where's Aiden's drink?" She pushes her peach frappe toward me and says, "I forgot. He can just share mine." A friend immediately groans and complains, "It's the same every gathering. If you two want to show off how loving you are, can you at least come up with a new routine?" Everyone around us laughs and teases us, but I can't bring myself to even take a sip of the drink. I'm the only one who knows the truth. The display of affection is an act. In reality, she has truly forgotten to buy me a drink. After four years together, Bridget still can't remember that I'm allergic to peaches. I set the peach frappe back on the table. I've spent four years settling for less. Now, it's time for me to leave.

Isabella Cortez, an interior designer and an extremely spoiled heir Of CF Inc., who always got whatever she wanted, finally got married to the city's most eligible bachelor and Billionaire who also didn't hesitate to spoil her. Even though it didn't start as a love marriage, life was great between the couple. But when her husband was involved in a plane crash and lost four years of his memories, Isabella's perfect world was turned upside down. Unfortunately for her, the only memory Kristen remembers was with Iris, his ex-girlfriend he broke up with four years ago while the memory he shared with Isabella has completely disappeared. Can she help her husband remember who he is and what they had together? Or is she going to lose him forever?

Where do you want me to touch you?” he asked with a mischievous glint in his blue eyes. “Please, touch me here,” I said as I took his hand and slowly guided his fingers beneath my panties. I moaned deliriously when I felt the heat of his fingers caressing my wet slit directly. **** I almost had a one-night stand with a stranger at my graduation after-party once. Almost broke a promise I made to my dead mother. He wasn’t like any other guy I’d come across. He had this sadness and arrogance hidden behind his beautiful eyes that made me fall for him. But within minutes of meeting each other, things changed drastically between us. He said words that made me feel humiliated, but that wasn’t the worst part. Neither was it the way he pulled away from me like I was something dangerous. It wasn’t even the fact that I couldn’t stop thinking about him afterward. The worst part was seeing him again nine months later, standing inside my 'house' while my father smiled and said: “This is your new stepbrother.” Zephyr Knox was never supposed to become my family. He was cold, cruel, self-destructive, and completely addicted to pushing people away before they could leave him first. Loving him was like holding fire in my bare hands and convincing myself the burns were worth it. I thought they were. Until secrets started destroying us. Until our parents found out about us. Until the smoke around us stopped being romantic and started becoming deadly. People say forbidden love ruins lives. I’ve come to the conclusion that they were right. Because loving my stepbrother didn’t just break my heart. It almost killed me.

On the day Shannon was finally going to have the wedding her husband promised her, everything shattered in a single crash. When she woke up, three months had passed and Rowan had forgotten her. Instead, he remembered another woman. Evelyn, the ex his family always wanted now standing where Shannon once belonged. Branded a gold digger, erased from her own home, and thrown out of the life she fought to build, Shannon is given nothing… not even the chance to prove the truth.

In order to protect my father, I was tortured for ten hours, but my father was busy celebrating his adopted daughter’s eighteenth birthday. With my dying breath, I called my father and said, “Dad, it’s my birthday today. Could you wish me a happy birthday?” “You crazy monster! You got your mother killed in order to celebrate your birthday! How could you still ask me to celebrate your birthday? You should just die!” With that said, he hung up. The next day, my corpse was placed in different flower pots and put in front of a police station. My father was in charge of inspecting my corpse, and he could immediately tell that the murderer did this for revenge. What they did to me was cruel and made a mockery of the police’s authority. But he did not manage to tell that the deceased was the daughter he hated.