Oblivion Sea Novels & Stories

In the final stages of a terminal illness, my family abandoned me and threw me into a horror game. [Another one here to die. I bet she won't last the first night.] [Just listen to that cough. I'm scared she'll die right inside my phone.] On the first night, the head nurse made her rounds, prepared to execute any player whose heartbeat was abnormal. My heartbeat remained steady only because my body was too weak to fluctuate—and I even helped her sew up the tear in her uniform. "Miss, your clothes are torn. You'll get cold. If I mend it for you, you won't be cold anymore." On the second night, the surgeon swung his scalpel, determined to cut away anything imperfect. I handed him a wrist guard I'd made myself, watching his trembling hands. "Doctor, your talent shouldn't be buried by pain." … On the final day, the ultimate Boss gave me a choice: leave with a healthy body, or stay and perish with these strange beings. Back in the real world, the parents who had abandoned me were suddenly in tears, begging me to come home and split the money. I smiled and said to the creatures inside the instance, "I choose to trade my life… for a home for all of you." The next second, a burst of golden light erupted from the system. [Congratulations, player. You have triggered the one and only hidden ending—Divine Redemption.]

Three years after our breakup, I ran into my ex-girlfriend, and she had her new boyfriend by her side. "Hey, isn't that Henry the expert?" Diego Stanley taunted with a smirk. "Three years post-breakup, and you're slumming it here playing with clay?" I furrowed my brow, ignored them, and carefully moved the Victorian-era porcelain musician figurine onto its preset base in the display case. When I wasn't biting, he reached out to grab the figurine from my arms. "What's this junk you're treating like gold? Let me take a look." Cynthia Wyatt frowned, her voice laced with that familiar arrogance. "Henry, I've given you three years to shape up, and you're still the same loser? Come on, hand over that clay doll to Diego. Don't kill the vibe. If you play nice, I might even reconsider our old engagement." As Diego's hand neared the figurine, I dodged quickly and barked, "Hands off! It's a historical artifact!" Diego got pissed off and shoved me hard. "Some flea market find, and you're acting all high and mighty?" In the ensuing scuffle, I lost my balance, and the figurine slipped from my grasp, crashing to the floor. That sealed their fate. This entitled pair was about to go bankrupt trying to fix it.

Sienna Langford thought she had the perfect marriage—until her ruthless CEO husband, Adrian Hawthorne, shattered her world with five cruel words: You’re past your prime, Sienna. Heartbroken and discarded after being handed divorce papers, she begs for another chance, but he replaces her with someone younger. With nothing but a broken heart, she vanishes—taking with her a secret Adrian never knew: his unborn children and enrolling in an elite acting school. Three years later, Sienna returns as Sienna Monroe, the mesmerizing lead in a global blockbuster. The first time Adrian sees her again? She’s larger than life on the silver screen, captivating millions—including him. Now, the man who once cast her aside is desperate to win her back. But Sienna is no longer the woman who begged for his love. She’s a star, a mother, and untouchable. Leo Castille a co-star begins to have an unhealthy obsession for her and is ready to do everything good or bad to get her. Admits all of this, she learns about something that changes everything. Adrian is terminally ill. she faces an impossible choice: walk away forever or give her heart to the man who broke it. Either way, this time, she holds all the power.

The top-tier charity auction in Manhattan is about to begin when my boyfriend’s stepsister spots a pearl necklace she likes. Wanting to buy it as her birthday gift, my boyfriend reserves a bidding seat. But due to a mistake by the organizers, the seat had actually been reserved by someone else before he booked it. An elderly lady dressed plainly says the seat is hers, yet they show no intention of yielding. I force my boyfriend to give the seat back to the woman. But Amy storms out in a fit of anger. That night, gunshots echo through the neighborhood. A stray bullet hits her, and she bleeds out on the spot. He calmly arranges her funeral, yet still keeps his promise and marries me. Soon after, my father dies in what is ruled an accident. On the day of my father’s funeral, he storms into the church with his men. Looking at me kneeling before the coffin, he smiles arrogantly. “Olivia, this is what you owe Amy! If you hadn’t stopped me that day, the seat would’ve been hers! She wouldn’t have run out in anger, and she wouldn’t have been shot! Let me tell you something—your father was killed by me. And now it’s your turn!” Right in front of everyone, he shoots my younger brother—who had been kneeling beside me, begging for mercy—dead with a single bullet. His bodyguards pin me down and drag me out of the church as I watch helplessly, his blood pooling before my father’s coffin. When I open my eyes again, my boyfriend is glaring angrily at the waiter, about to explode. What he doesn’t know is that the plainly dressed old woman in sunglasses is the mother of the current Don of the most powerful Mafia family in New York—the Morretti family. And that Don is famously devoted to his mother.

The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now I know some of yall really wish we could get some peace some rest and some di…” “GOD DAMNIT MINA! WE HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED YET AND YOU BEING NASTY ALREADY!”

True love is hard to find but easy to lose and it is almost impossible to replace. Louis was not aware of this reality until he lost Olivia. His first love was pregnant when she slipped out of his hand due to his insensitivity. He came back to his senses and began to chase after her. Unknown to him, she had gotten into the hands of his brother, Denise. She was once his lover but ended up as his only brother's wife. Will Denise let go of her if he discovers their relationship? Will Louis be able to win her back if he finds her?

He scammed me out of my fortune. Now, I’m going to scan the marrow from his bones. Ethan Walker was the Golden Boy of Neo-Veridia. A billionaire tycoon with a shark’s smile and a god complex. Until Caleb Morgan—his rival, his shadow, the only man who ever saw beneath his tailored armor—liquidated his empire in a single, cold-blooded night. Ethan fell from the penthouse to the fighting pits, stripped of his name but fueled by a new, terrifying hunger. Because the bankruptcy wasn't a failure. It was a trigger. Deep in Ethan’s DNA, a 1998 secret is waking up. A silver-furred beast that doesn't want a board seat—it wants a mate. And it has its sights set on the man who ruined him. Caleb Morgan played the ultimate game. He didn't steal Ethan’s billions for the money; he did it to save Ethan’s life from the "Hunters" closing in. But Caleb’s mask is slipping. As the Universal Beta, he is the only one who can anchor Ethan’s rising Alpha fury. But anchors can be dragged under. From the glass halls of the city to the ancient shadows of the Moon, their rivalry is no longer about stocks and bonds. It’s about Skin. Silver. and Submission. In a world where thirty percent of humanity is shifting, Ethan is no longer looking for a merger. He’s looking for a total hostile takeover of the one man he’s forbidden to love. The Ledger is open. The Moon is rising. And the Audit is going to be bloody.

In the seventh year of my relationship with Ruby Carrington, she picks me up from work in the heavy downpour one evening. When I open the door to the front passenger seat, I notice a puddle of water on the seat. A strand of short hair is there as well. Ruby grips the steering wheel without even looking at me. "I just dropped off an intern from the project department at his home. He didn't bring an umbrella with him, so he was drenched." As I sit on the damp seat, I feel my heart slowly going cold as well. "Ruby, you knew very well that I'm severely germaphobic." Ruby just chortles in response. Her tone is filled with impatience and exhaustion. "It's just a seat, isn't it? He's younger and funnier than you, not to mention he's also more handsome than you even when he's drenched in the rain. "I tried having a relationship with him. Being with him is definitely a lot more interesting than with you. But I'll still marry you, though. As long as you pretend not to know anything about my affair, we can keep this relationship going." Rain continues streaking down the window outside, and yet, I find the air inside the car even more suffocating than the rain itself.

For six years after their marriage, Miranda Stone devoted herself wholeheartedly to being Mrs. Gibson. She only found out later that while he was abroad, Felix Gibson had been secretly keeping his first love by his side. Miranda had once believed that even the coldest heart would eventually warm if she just loved hard enough. But that belief shattered the day his beloved first love won an international award and threw a lavish celebration—while their daughter was being wheeled into a freezing cold operating room. That was the moment Miranda finally woke up. She took back her worthless love, filed for divorce, and walked away with her daughter without ever looking back. Once she picked up her career again, the woman who used to be a stay-at-home wife transformed into one of the most sought-after experts in the medical field. Her research papers were published in top international journals. Her breakthroughs won prestigious awards across countries. When she stepped back into the spotlight, glowing with confidence and ready to give herself another chance at happiness, the man who had always held himself above everyone else—so composed and restrained—finally broke. He lost it completely. His eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse with desperation. He dropped to his knees in front of her, pleading like a man who had lost everything. “Mira, please don’t leave me.”

How far would you go to repay the so-called debt of gratitude your family demands of you? Ever since she found out she wasn’t the real daughter of the Lopez family, her life changed. She is Eloise Jane—the girl everyone believed to be the one and only true daughter of the Lopezes. But once the truth was revealed, she was cast aside. And to repay the Lopez family's care for her all those years, she’s forced to marry a wealthy man. Cozmo Dominguez—the sole heir of the richest family in the city. Yet despite all he has, there’s one thing he cannot do—walk. Will Jane be able to help him? Or will he ever learn to accept Jane into his life?