Mourning Never Comes

Stephanie Maverick was a poor pretty lady who wanted revenge when her husband left her for his rich second wife. To achieve her revenge, she needed money, power and fame which she didn't have. Hence, she got a job as a nanny in one of the most expensive estates in the country. The pay was very huge, but the job wasn't as easy as had hoped as the kids hated having a nanny, including their hot CEO father who was still mourning the death of his wife. The death of his beloved wife had made him so cold, he disliked his own kids as he blamed her death on them. All he cared about was taking care of his billion-dollar company. But what happens when his childrens' new nanny was too daring? Could his wife truly be dead? How would Stephanie's revenge on her ex - husband play out? And what happens between her, the un-loved kids and their hot CEO father who was the wealthiest in the city? A steamy dramatic romance.

Harlow's father never liked her because she reminds him too much of his late wife so she is forced to live with her wicked step mother who makes her life a living hell. Just when she's about to elope marriage comes knocking, and in the most humiliating way possible. She is sold off to the highest bidder, but Harlow would've never guessed what was coming next.

Rejected and betrayed by her former mate, Jasmine never expected a second chance at love—let alone a second chance mate. But when it comes, it’s not just one... it’s two. And they’re powerful rogue Alphas with a dangerous past and an even more dangerous claim on her heart.

I fall seriously ill and run a high fever all night that never breaks. A spirit medium says I am possessed and probably will not live past 7th of July. My grandmother does not take it seriously. She starts making me call an urn of ashes "Noah", my brother, and offers it the food she saves up each day. But there is a secret I never tell her. The one who comes to stand by my bed at night is a girl, not my brother.

Preview:“Pin her to the ground. Dom, you keep those damn legs down.” Dante coughed as he stood up to regain himself. They wanted a weapon. They created a queen. Novalee Ashford had a simple life-a job she tolerated, a husband she adored, a future she believed in. Then Dante Santoro decided she was his. Ripped from everything she knew, Novalee is thrust into a world of violence, cruelty, and impossible choices. The Santoro family doesn't just want to own her body-they want to remake her soul. Under their brutal tutelage, she transforms from victim to weapon, from captive to bride. But Novalee has a secret: she remembers who she was. And she's planning something they never expected. Vengeance. With Atlas-the guard who was supposed to keep her caged-as her unlikely ally, Novalee plays the deadliest game of her life. Every smile hides a blade. Every submission masks rebellion. Every moment brings her closer to the reckoning they deserve. They wanted to create a monster. They succeeded. Marked, Broken and Carrying his Heir is a dark romance containing mature themes and graphic content. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ****WARNINGS**** Explicit sexual assault/rape Non-consensual sexual situations Explicit consensual sexual content Sexual degradation and humiliation Forced sexual performance Violence: Graphic murder Torture Domestic violence and abuse Blood and gore Beatings and physical assault Captivity & Control: Kidnapping and imprisonment Human trafficking elements Forced marriage Psychological manipulation and gaslighting Conditioning and breaking Loss of autonomy Trauma & Loss: Pregnancy loss Forced hysterectomy Suicide Grief and mourning PTSD symptoms Other: Forced drug administration Starvation/food control Sleep deprivation Isolation Death of spouse

When the earthquake struck on what should have been our fourth wedding anniversary, my supposedly devoted and family-oriented husband, Lionel Brooks, abandoned me and our children, who were trapped under the rubble. Despite our children's pleas for help, Lionel left without a second thought, carrying his former flame, Fiona Smith, and her daughter to safety. While Fiona and her daughter escaped with minor injuries, my precious children had their chests pierced by steel beams, leaving this world forever. It was such a twisted fate. What was meant to be a day of celebration turned into an annual day of mourning for my beautiful children. A week later, during my children's funeral, Lionel had the audacity to call and ask which hospital the kids were in. It was laughable—after ensuring Fiona and her child were comfortable and safe, he finally found time to check on his flesh and blood. I could only say, "You finally remembered your children after a whole week? Lionel, I hope you rot in hell."

She spent three years faking moans for a boyfriend who never made her come. One night, one stranger in a mask, and she finally learns what it means to be wrecked against a wall. But when the mask comes off? He’s her professor. And he’s not done teaching her.

Even knowing that wailing at an Eravalen aristocratic funeral was considered disrespectful to the deceased, I let my husband's adopted sister make a scene anyway. In my previous life, my husband, Robert Baker, had a distant relative among the Eravalen aristocracy who passed away. A lawyer informed him that he stood to inherit the estate and invited him to attend the funeral. His adopted sister, Mia Carter, insisted on tagging along to see how the privileged few in another country lived. She wanted to rub shoulders with nobles and make herself look important, even planning to wail dramatically in front of everyone. I rushed to stop her. "Public mourning is taboo among Eravalen nobility. Forget inheriting anything. We'll all be thrown out!" Yet she burst into tears, accusing me of looking down on her and thinking she was not good enough to mingle with aristocrats. She stormed out and was killed by street thugs in a random attack. I thought Robert would fall apart, but he stayed silent through the entire funeral and collected his inheritance without a hitch. Six months later, on our wedding anniversary, he took me to the snowy mountains for a photoshoot. The moment we reached the peak, he shoved me into a sleeping bag and tied it shut. "If you hadn't blown everything out of proportion, Mia never would've run off and gotten herself shot." He buried me alive in the snow. I froze to death, and he used that aristocratic fortune to become the CEO of a publicly traded company. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Mia insisted on wailing at the funeral.

He bought me for revenge. I stayed to protect our secret. ​Ten years ago, I broke Dante Valenti’s heart to save his life. I let him believe our child was gone and that I was the villain in our story. I became a ghost; he became a monster. ​Now, my father’s empire is ruined, and I am the currency used to fix it. Sold to the highest bidder, I expected a stranger. Instead, I got the man I’ve spent a decade mourning—now a ruthless Mafia Don with a heart of ice and a scar that mirrors the one on my soul. ​Dante didn't claim me for love. He wants me as his prisoner, his "trophy," and the target of his calculated cruelty. But as his dark games begin, I’m hiding a secret more dangerous than his wrath: our child is alive. ​If the monster finds out the truth, he won't just claim me. He’ll burn the whole world down to take what’s his.

Cindy comes from a wealthy family. Her father is the chairman of the Farrah jewelry group. Mike is a famous singer but comes from an ordinary family. They meet by chance and fall in love. But after a while, Cindy said goodbye because she no longer loved him. Mike is heartbroken and hates her. Cindy's father's company went bankrupt, she lost everything. Four years later, she applied for a job at the Skymond company. Skymond's CEO is again Mike - something she never thought of. Why did he hire her? Is it because he wants to get back with her or get revenge for the year she abandoned him?