Never Late Never Away Novel

When I became the blood bank for my mate Alpha Kane’s sweetheart, my wolf died from the endless loss of blood—and so did I, alone, in the cold den he rented to keep me out of sight. Today marks the third day since my death, and finally, my six-year-old pup noticed something was wrong. His finger bled when a toy hurt him, but I didn’t come to comfort him. When he tried to feed me his favorite food, I didn’t stop him either. He lay on my chest, gripping my clothes and whispering my name—but I didn’t respond. Desperate and helpless, my pup picked up my cellphone and called his alpha dad. “Dad, why is Mom still sleeping?” Kane didn’t answer. Instead, he sent him a photo of himself and Serena—his sweetheart—celebrating Full Moon Day, smirking. “Don’t worry. Your mom is just sleeping, not dead. You know I’m quite busy on Full Moon Day. Tell your arrogant and stubborn mom not to come find me until she admits her fault.” The call ended, leaving my pup frozen in silence. However, three days later, Kane received news of my death. He let out a gut-wrenching growl, refusing to believe it was true. Clutching my cold, lifeless body in his arms, he wept bitterly. “Kate… you are my only Luna,” he cried. “Come back. Stay with me… please.”

I was never a novel person. Honestly? I couldn’t care less about them. That is, until “Three Hearts, One Love”... the reverse harem novel that took over the world… shoved itself into my life. Everywhere I turned: malls, newsfeeds, radios, TVs… Even the old lady at the bus stop was raving about it. Out of pure annoyance… and a little curiosity… I bought a copy, planning to skim it just enough to say it was overrated. Big mistake. Huge. One minute I was rolling my eyes at the melodrama, the next I woke up inside the story — not as the beloved heroine, of course. No, fate made me Luna Graves: the pathetic and miserable, jealous best friend doomed to crash and burn spectacularly by the end of the novel. With no way out, I figured I'd play my part, die dramatically, and call it a day. But then something weird happened. Scenes shifted. Strangers walked onto the page. And the swoon-worthy male leads? They stopped chasing the heroine... and started chasing me. Me. The villain. This wasn’t in the script... and I was definitely not ready.

“Tell me,” he said, low and dangerous. “Tell me who this cunt belongs to.” “You,” I panted, spreading wider, shameless. “It’s yours—please, Micaiah—” “Come on my cock,” he ordered through gritted teeth. “Show me how much you love being fucked by me.” ★⁠☆ Maliya comes home after two years abroad, hoping everything she ran from has finally cooled. But the moment she steps through the door, she realizes nothing has changed—especially not the one person she never wanted to face again. Micaiah. Her stepbrother. Her almost. Her reason for disappearing. She plans to keep her distance, start classes, rebuild her life… until her parents drop the news: they’ve transferred her to a new university, the one where Micaiah works as a professor. And they’re leaving for a three-month honeymoon, meaning she and Micaiah will be living in the same house. Alone. Maliya tells herself she can handle it. But Micaiah has his own ideas about unfinished business. Three months isn’t long… unless you’re stuck with the one person you swore you’d never fall for again.

Limang taon. Ang akala ni Agatha ay makakaya ng panahon para umibig din sa kanya si Noah, pero sa paglipas ng limang taon na kasal siya dito ay hindi nagbago ang pagtingin nito sa kanya. Naghintay siya, ngunit dumating na sa puntong hindi na niya kaya, napagod na siya sa paghihintay kay Noah. Sumuko na siya lalo na at bumalik na rin ang babaeng una nitong minahal bago siya nito pinakasalan. Ngunit kung kailang handa na siyang ibigay ang kalayaan nito, kung kailan gusto na niyang makalaya sa kasal nila ay ayaw naman nitong ipawalang bisa ang kanilan kasal. At ang lagi nitong dahilan kung bakit ayaw siya nitong palayain; Isa lang siyang tagapagligtas sa paningin nito at ang kabayaran ng pagliligtas niya sa buhay nito ay ang manatili silang kasal kahit na pareho na silang nasasakal.

I push through my Gamma warrior training ahead of schedule just to get back to the pack sooner. All I want is to stand beside my Alpha, Kyle Faucher, and finally complete our mate-bonding ceremony. But when I step into our house, scarred and feeling hopeful, I see 100 old boarding passes to the Darkmoon pack littering the floor. That pack is only a mile from my training grounds. Kyle's been that close for two years, and still, he never came. I sprint to the place where we were supposed to have our mate-bonding ceremony, clinging to the desperate hope that there's an explanation. But the moment I burst through the doors, I stopped cold. Kyle is down on one knee, dressed in a tailored suit, his eyes locked on someone with a softness I've never seen in him before. Standing across from him, smiling through her tears, is my stepsister, Vivian Blackwell. "Vivian, I haven't completed the mate-bonding ceremony with Serene. Say the word, and I'll reject her and mark you right now." At that moment, the world goes still, and I even forgot how to breathe. So this is what he's been doing while I was gone, chasing the woman he never let go of. Meanwhile, I spent those two years giving everything I had, trying to become someone worthy of standing by his side. I don't ask why or shed a tear. I just turn around and walk away. If she's what he wants, then so be it. The mate-bonding ceremony I dreamed of will be theirs instead. But the second I'm gone, he loses it and sends every warrior looking for me.

On the day I discovered I was pregnant, my husband's first love—who also happened to be my half-sister—returned.

Helen Paul didn’t want to be an escort! She wanted to be an administrative assistant, not a make-believe trophy on a man's arm. If she could only make a bit of money, she could finish her course at the college and have the career of her dreams. Fate, however, threw her nothing but curve balls. The men she dated as an escort were supposed to be boring and she was certainly not tempted to fall in love with one of them. It had been a breeze until Mark Lewis entered the scene.

"You know what,I wish I died,I wish I never met you..I wish you were never..",I choked out a sob ".. My mate..you are the worst thing that happened to me, Alpha Alex,you are nothing but a monster..I despise you",I spat out with venom and I didn't regret it. He flinched,regret and pain storming through those golden eyes but it was too late..I couldn't forgive him,I didn't think I ever could. " Betty..",he reached out,his hands in the air and I thought he was going to hit me and unwillingly I shivered back by instinct but he wasn't. His eyes holding nothing more than hurt and regret . " I'm sorry.." well it's too late. Omegas are hated in my park,"Moon shadow". We are treated with disgust with no rights to be called living creatures. We are slaves,all because the Alpha hates and despises omegas and set laws that takes away the rights of omegas. He is said to be heartless,cruel,powerful and blood thirsty. She met him,he saw her. She's everything that he despises but he can't seem to let her go. In annoyance to his growing unexplained feelings. He breaks,tortures,threatens and torments her. He might just be her worst nightmare or something even more...but she hates him and he loves her with his sins against her..mate or not. Read and find out more about their awful love story,groomed with pain and heartache..can she forgive him,love him and move on or will she drag him down to hell with her...who knows..let's find out together. If you are tired of similar cringe werewolf novels,then please enjoy. Abuse,sexual and swearing is present. So read at your own risk.

On the way back to work after the New Year, my wife Liana Corn and I got into a car accident. Opening my eyes again, I realized that we had returned to the time we just started dating. In our previous life, we were married for eight years. Life was good, but she refused to have any children. Later, I learned that she had always kept her childhood sweetheart in her heart. After our regression, I decided to set us both free. We both deleted each other's contacts without a word, stopped seeing each other, and became complete strangers. Eight years later, Liana became a top investor. At our class reunion, she made a high-profile announcement with her childhood sweetheart Serge Gibson. Seeing that I had come to the reunion alone, she teased me. "Ryan Carter, I know I'm attractive. You love me for two lifetimes and still can't let go, but you don't need to cling to me like this." I pretended not to hear and took my son by the hand. Liana's face instantly turned pale, her eyes bloodshot. "Didn't you say you'd love only me for life?" she demanded. "How can you have a son with someone else?!"

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