One Call Away Emily Goodwin Novels & Stories

Evelyn Hart, a human woman living a quiet life near the forests outside town, has always felt an inexplicable pull toward the wilderness — a tug deep within her that she can’t explain. Running away from a wedding she never wanted, she flees into the woods Everything changes when a rogue wolf pack attacks her. She’s saved by Kael Thorne, a brooding, powerful Alpha whose entire presence radiates danger, control, and a strange protectiveness she can’t make sense of. Kael immediately senses something unusual about her: Evelyn smells faintly like wolf… but she isn’t one. Unable to walk away, he takes her to a hidden cabin in the forest. As danger closes in around her, Evelyn feels drawn to him with a heat she’s never known. Their chemistry grows into something fierce, magnetic, and undeniably forbidden. But Kael is carrying secrets too. He’s been tracking disturbances along the border — disturbances pointing toward a terrifying truth: Evelyn may be the key to a long-buried bloodline tied to the rogue uprising. And she might not be human at all. Now strangers, enemies, and hidden packs are hunting her — and while Kael is determined to protect her, a darker question looms: Is he protecting her from them… or protecting the world from what she’s becoming?

Because broken heart, Shaquelle accepted a proposal from a well-known businessman named Jerry Garth. Someone Shaquelle had known recently.Whatever for reason she proposed to Shequelle.In his doubts, Shaquelle began to wonder, its possible that this marriage could cure his pain? Or's this just another drama in his life?

Majesty Greyish Lux is a detective who wants to unfold the truth about the crime that happened 10 years ago. Her first love got murdered and she was the only witness. But after 10 years the murderer is still unknown to her. She never saw the face of the man who murdered her first love so she chose to be a detective to find the culprit. But in finding the murderer behind Reybert Smith’s death she met a mysterious man. But the thing is she always sees the man in the dark whenever there’s a crime happening around. Being a curious cat she searches about the man and it made her more confused when she learned that the man has no identity. No birth certificate. It made her think that the man is very strange and different among other men.But everything changes when she starting to know the man whose name was Dark Hades. She started to worry; she started to fall in love in the mysterious man. But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth.This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.

Suddenly Zeva Adelia, a freelance photographer, got a client who expressed his interest in her after spending a day together on the first day they met. However, without clarifying what their relationship was and only introducing his name as Zero, the next day Zero immediately returned to his country. He left only a trail of his handmade sketch of Zeva's face and a tiny letter asking Zeva to keep her heart's loyalty to him only. Strangely enough, by only communicating via chat, even without video or phone calls, Zeva feels that Zero has succeeded in conquering her heart. Then, can Zeva undergo a status-less relationship and a long-distance relationship with Zero? How long can Zeva endure waiting for Zero to come back for her? Also, how much does Zeva trust Zero's loyalty to her, when there's another girl like 24/7 beside Zero?

At our wedding, my wife's assistant "accidentally" uploaded the wrong photo. The big screen was supposed to display our wedding portraits. Instead, it was a picture of my wife and him in full wedding attire. Their fingers were laced together, their eyes locked in a soft, intimate gaze, looking every bit like a blissfully happy couple. The entire venue erupted in shocked whispers. The assistant froze in shock, acting like he had no idea why he was in the photo. He started panicking, asking if we should just postpone the ceremony. My wife, however, stayed surprisingly calm. She whispered her solution, “Everyone’s here. Postponing now would be humiliating and, honestly, a bad omen. Beside, most people here don’t even know what the groom looks like. Why don’t we just let him stand in for you?” Our friends were dumbfounded. They all thought I’d explode in anger and jealousy after hearing something so outrageous. Instead, I nodded, saying it was actually a great idea. Seeing how composed I remained, my wife looked pleased with herself. She told me that since we were legally married anyway, she’d make it up to me later with another ceremony. However, she seemed to have forgotten one thing: she had just signed the divorce papers.

One day- I can say precisely when I know the date. I will talk to her with no fear... Maybe we will walk while holding hands, seeing eachother and smile. These are my thoughts so far... As I roll around my bed I thought maybe tomorrow I should just confess. What if I will not get rejected? So yes! I have liked this girl for quite a while now, it's going to be 2 years. She is elder than me and I guess it's the time to make everything clear. "That's when he took my breath away! I couldn't help but stare in his dark black eyes~"

My husband forces me to donate my remaining kidney to his true love. He wants to save her from death by uremia. I try to tell him that I have kidney failure—I'll die if I donate my kidney. However, he roars, "Stop playing your jealous games when Shawna is so gravely ill! Don't you have a heart?" Under his forcefulness, I'm taken to the hospital to get my kidney removed. Ultimately, I die in a corner of the hospital.

My husband insisted that I wear high heels at the company’s annual meeting despite being pregnant. He compared me to his female secretary with a look of disdain. "Can’t you learn from Lucille? She’s eight months pregnant and still comes to work in full makeup, handling her tasks efficiently. If you don’t wear them, don’t go. I’ll be embarrassed!" He even tried to give the high heels to his secretary and take her as his date. Left with no choice, I forced myself to wear them. However, on the balcony, the secretary tripped me, spilling red wine all over me. Limping, I found my husband, only for him to sneer, "Tripping on flat ground? How clumsy!" Furious and pale with anger, I turned to leave. Someone urged him to chase after me, but he only got angrier. "How bad could it be? She’s so timid—she can’t survive without me! Just wait. When the event’s over, she’ll definitely be waiting in the car to drive me home." Alas, he was wrong. I turned and went straight to the hospital for an abortion.

My husband is a geologist. He took his soulmate, who was suffering from a terminal illness, to an active volcano, to fulfill her wishes. However, I was pushed into the lava when we were there. His soulmate then said, "Don't worry about me, just go and save her. I'm going to die soon anyway." I cried for help, "Please save me, I'm pregnant." However, my husband scolded me coldly, "A cancer patient has the right to live too. How can you be jealous of her and claim you are pregnant? Celine doesn't know anything, unlike you. You're an expert at this, you should know what to do. Just save yourself!"

During the long holiday, to accommodate the travel plans of my hospital director wife, I—someone who hadn't taken a single day off all year—begged and groveled, burning through every last bit of goodwill in my department just to scrape together seven days of comp time so I could go with her. But I waited at the airport from morning until night. After a hundred ignored calls, she finally rang me back, her voice totally casual. "The signal's a nightmare out at the scenic area. I forgot to mention—Julian booked the tickets a day early by accident, so we're already at Tamoe Mount! Since you missed your flight anyway, just go back to the hospital and cover some shifts. It's the hospital's busiest time. Didn't you say everyone in your department was upset about you taking time off? Go make it up to them." On the other end of the line, the wind was howling. Her young colleague, laughing brightly, jumped in. "Hey, Rita, I had no problem switching my shifts. I guess he just slacks off too much—no wonder nobody likes him." Not only did she not stand up for me, she actually agreed. "You hear that, Kevin? Learn to play nicer with your coworkers. Stop obsessing over fun all the time. Then later, it'll be easier for me to push through your raise and promotion." I didn't argue or make a scene. I just said "Got it," hung up, and walked straight to the hospital run by her biggest competitor. "Are you still looking for a vice director? I work hard, I don't need weekends off, and as long as I get normal comp time, I'm good."