Melted Madness Novels & Stories

Three years into our marriage, Rylan Shaw brings another woman home. "Maeve, you should learn from the younger ladies. Stop acting like a block of wood all the time." With a calm resolve, I shatter our wedding photo and hand him the divorce papers I've long prepared. "Let's get divorced, Rylan. I'll step aside for her," I declare. His friends insist that without him, I'll starve on the streets. Rylan believes the same. "Once she's suffered enough out there, she'll realize how lucky she was to be Mrs. Shaw." But a week passes, then a month—and I never return. That's when Rylan begins to grow uneasy. Panic and restless nights consume him. One evening, drunk and desperate, he pounds on the door of my new apartment. "Maeve, if it's money you want, I'll give it all to you…" The door swings open to reveal an unfamiliar man—bare-chested, pajama pants hanging low, fresh scratches streaking his abdomen. Jonah Archer arches a brow, dissatisfaction flickering in his eyes as he asks, "Mr. Shaw, what madness brings you to my wife's door in the middle of the night?"

“Agapi (love)” purrs a voice, a rich velvety voice as hot breath hits against my ear, sending shivers down my core making me whimper. “Words Principessa (Princess)” comes another soft yet firm smack to my ass. “Please” I whimper. My need for them growing. “Please what?” asks another. “What is it that you want? Say it Neonata (Baby Girl)” commands the dominating voice in the group. “Take me! I can’t bare it any longer” I cry. Tears threatening to fall from behind the blindfold. “See that wasn’t so hard, was it?” asks one of the voices, as I suddenly hear the smirk behind it. ~~~~~~~~~~ Isabella Moretti has always been a Princess. That is until her father seeks the help from four powerful men. Lucus, Grant, Alex and Tony are these men. Not only are they powerful but also leading men of the Mafia, each dominating within the office, streets, and bedroom. From wanting what they want to sharing just about everything. Wanted by many, Isabella has no choice but to marry not 1 but 4 of these powerful men, each offering pleasure in ways she could only dream of. But with 2 other families after her, can Isabella survive the madness? Or does acknowledging one’s deepest desires prove to be much, forever ruined by these notorious men?

To Hawisa, the world had abandoned her. Everyone hated her just because she was the daughter of a homewrecker. There was no place in this world that would accept her. Except one— Amon Nicholas Sergio. A man with a mental illness. A man who could kill her at any time. Hawisa chose to step forward. To leave the hell she was suffering, and walk into a new hell. No fear of death. No fear of suffering. Again... and again... and again... When she was fired because of the suffering Amon’s madness caused, Hawisa still stepped forward. She refused to be fired. "In that case, don't fire me." "I told you before. I'm ready to give everything. My body, my time, my life. If standing in front of him means he won't hurt himself, then I'll do it. If he needs to vent his anger on me instead of himself, let him. I’ll sign whatever papers you want. I won't run." Amon Nicholas Sergio liked a challenge. A faint smile curved on his lips. "Alright then, let's see just how brave she is with me." Will Amon Nicholas Sergio heal because of Hawisa’s stubbornness? The girl who was willing to die for him?

He slid his hands to my lower back, pressing me to his solid chest. “Do you have any mark on your body?” he whispered, his warm breath brushing against my ear. My heart thudded—not only from his nearness, but from his question. I still didn’t know what the mark meant. “No,” I lied. **** The night Emily Harpar is meant to shift, grief swallows her wolf, leaving behind only a faint crescent mark burned into her skin. Raised and mistreated in the kitchens of a powerful beta family, Emily loses everything—her mother, her dignity, and the mate who rejects her. Branded disgraced, she is sold into slavery… and claimed by the most dangerous ruler of all. Damian Stone, the feared Lycan King, is dying. Poisoned and sustained by a heart transplant, his human soul lies dormant while his ruthless lycan spirit, Malric, controls his body. With only three full moons before madness consumes him, Malric must find the Luna Healer marked by a crescent moon. Time is running out, and the mate he can’t resist is hiding the very mark that could save him. If the truth is discovered, she will be killed. If he chooses her, he will lose everything.

Lucien Varelli loved me best when my madness belonged to him. I tracked his convoy routes, checked his burner phones, and almost turned the city upside down whenever he disappeared for more than five minutes. At first, Lucien loved it. He kissed the signet ring on my hand and swore no woman, no family, no power in the city could ever take him from me. Until the night I cut off a call from Celeste Ardian. After that, I was no longer his wife. I was a problem. A scandal. A woman too unstable to stand beside the heir of a ruling house. So Lucien signed the papers and sent me to St. Dymphna House. They called it a private residential clinic. What it really was, was a place where inconvenient women were broken down and rebuilt into something quieter. Five years later, Lucien came to take me home. The director told him I had done beautifully. I no longer screamed. I no longer fought. I knew how to lower my eyes, soften my voice, keep my hands still, and smile like a proper Donna. Lucien thought they had cured me. He was wrong. They had not cured my madness. They had only killed the part of me that once loved him.

Alizah Iris, a jolly-natured girl, just as her name suggests. She has always been enlivened and filled with bright colors. Her ambitions were as simple, to give her father a good life who was indebted in the weightage of huge loans. But one could not blame his father for it, every money he owed to people was well invested by him in Alizah's education. She was one determined girl but her academics were as poor as her financial status. When every teenager of her age was having a perfect teenage life with dates, parties, and high school, she was busy living a dual life when she enters 'Avalon High School'. She had a part-time job to attend and so tells the reason for her poor academic, she could barely give time to studying after dealing with 2-3 jobs per day. Avalon High wasn't meant for her, it was meant for the elite class students who belonged to rich families. Well, Alizah was given admission under scholarship by her god guardians, Mr. and Mrs. Bradford, who owned a well-known company in London. They were one of the creditors of Alizah's father. They were kind people who believed in charity. Everything goes fine, but could the silence before the storm ever be called peaceful? Like that, not everything that was coming Alizah's way was for her good. He was a hipster and a badass guy. Ronan Morris, the richest heir in Avalon High. He was like a rock who could not be melted no matter what. The stars crossed and so did their paths. He was a psychopath who only knew to play mind games and when he realized Alizah was easy to be targeted, that day Alizah's fate was cursed because no one wants to be the target of Ronan Morris.

On the third anniversary of my marriage to Leon Castellano, the most powerful mafia boss in Chicago, I waited for him alone all night in a cabin up on the snowy mountain. A blizzard had sealed off the mountain. The ice cream cake on the table melted down to nothing. I kept calling Leon, but his phone went unanswered. In the early hours, he finally called back, his voice rough with drink. "Sorry. Cecilia's back. I went to pick her up from the airport and forgo our anniversaryt." He left me stranded on that mountain all night. I walked down alone the next morning, and a ranger passing by picked me up in his truck. He didn't know that after that night, I took off my wedding ring. He didn't know that the woman who'd stolen my credit for saving his life was tearing our marriage apart, step by step. That day, Leon slammed the divorce papers down in front of me, his words dripping with disgust and scorn. "Who do you think you are, claiming the credit for Cecilia's kindness to me? She is the sole legitimate heir of the Rosse family, and you? You're nothing but a mistress's bastard! If you hadn't deceived me back then, I would never have missed out on all those years with her!" Something in me finally let go. I signed the papers, faked my death, and flew off into the Sicilian night without looking back. Three years later, I met him again as the princess of Europe's Moretti family. And then Leon was the one full of regret.

Benedict Cole’s undercover mission had failed. Only his twin brother, David Cole, returned. I was devastated, nearly driven to madness over losing my husband. Holding Benedict’s police badge, I tried to slit my wrists nine times, but I was always rescued just in time. As my consciousness faded on my tenth attempt, I overheard a conversation between my mother-in-law, Helen, and David. “El has tried to commit suicide for you ten times now. How long are you going to keep this act up? This woman is head over heels for you. Just stop lying to her already!” David’s expression hardened as he flatly refused. “David took a bullet for me. It is only right that I take care of his wife.” “El’s from the countryside. She’s tough. Once Melissa becomes pregnant and has a child to live for, only then can I reveal that I am actually Benedict.” The bathtub was dyed red with my blood, but the pain in my heart was far greater than the sting of my wound. It turned out that it had all been a lie, a deception meant only for me. My grief-stricken suicide attempts for love were nothing short of a clown’s tragicomedy.

She was born to be nothing, an Omega, a nobody and destined to live in the shadows---- until her 18th birthday changed everything. Iryn Vale spent her whole life in silent envy of the Beta’s daughter, the golden girl who was surrounded by the powerful Alpha sons. She knew her place — omegas mated omegas so she would not touch the stars meant for others. But destiny had darker, wilder plans for her. On the night of her 18th birthday, she discovers that her mates are none other than the Alpha's three infamous triplet sons---- the heirs who were feared for their savage strength, dominance, and brutal loyalty to each other. Now, Iryn finds herself tangled in a dangerous, passionate web of obsession, power, and primal wolf love. Three Alpha males, one fragile Omega heart and a bond so fierce it threatens to burn down their entire pack. Caught between territorial fights, erotic madness, tender moments, and brutal truths, Iryn must find her way through a savage love that was never meant for one— let alone three Alphas. They will love her, claim her, break her and share her but they will never let her go. Welcome my readers, to a world where being loved by Alphas is both the sweetest paradise... and the deadliest hell.

It has always been Sarah’s goal to run her father, Mr. Richard's, business because she is the rightful heir and gifted in the business field. She knew he would not live long. Even though Mr. Richard was aware of his condition, he was grateful that God had gifted him an intelligent daughter to inherit his success. He invested heavily in Sarah's education, expecting her to run the business after she graduated. However, Sarah's heart melted for a poor man named Collins. Collins proposed to her upon graduation, but Mr. Richard declined the union. Undeterred, Sarah married him, which led to Mr. Richard disowning her. Sarah felt sharp pains in her heart when she discovered that the man she sacrificed her future for was on a mission to clear her from the path, paving the way for her stepsister, Agatha, and stepmother, Ruth, to inherit her father’s properties. Feeling heartbroken and betrayed, Collins ended their relationship and threw her out. Sarah became helpless and homeless, especially after her father's sudden death. She roamed the streets for days until she met Raymond Dickson, a powerful billionaire who had harbored feelings for her since university. With Raymond's help, Sarah uncovers dark secrets about her family's past, including the murder of her mother, which was planned by Agatha and Collins. In her anger, she vowed to reclaim her priorities and tear down those who wronged her. As she confronts her enemies and seeks to reclaim her life, Sarah’s journey of vengeance becomes one of resilience and redemption. Will she find peace, or will her quest consume her?