One Last Stop Novels & Stories

After Vivien and her best friend Penelope graduated, they went to a bar to celebrate. Vivien just wanted to have fun and enjoy herself, but why did her desire for fun end up in a night of mistake? She found herself dancing with a stranger, and due to drunkenness, she was no longer in her right mind. She found herself kissing and lying on a bed with the stranger. And that night, she gave herself to the stranger. The next day, she woke up in a different room. Everything changed that night. Her happy life was slowly changing, especially when she found out she was pregnant. What will happen to her?

With her father's design company bankrupt and her mother's medical bills crushing her, Elara Quinn had 72 hours before she loses everything. Then Lucien Blackwood walks into her office with an insane offer: marry him for one year, get paid $3 million and save everything. The catch? A contract. Lucien needed a wife to secure his inheritance after his grandfather's will trapped him with a deadline to get married before the age of thirty three. He needs someone who would marry him. Someone desperate enough to follow the contract but proud enough to make it believable. Someone he could never actually fall for. Elara needed money while Lucien needed a wife. It was supposed to be clean and transactional. Until it wasn't. Denying their bond could cost them their happiness. Admitting it could cost them everything else. Can love rewrite a marriage built on rules? What happens when the cursed clause becomes the only truth that matters?

Sean is a handsome and lovable guy, known for his gorgeous smile that can effortlessly charm anyone in seconds. He secretly harbors feelings for his close female friend, Lareina, but he lacks the courage to confess, fearing that it might ruin their long-time friendship. Everything changes when Lareina enters college and meets Yvo, her new classmate. Yvo is a stoic, cold-faced guy with an intimidating presence that can silence a room with just a glance. He keeps to himself except when it comes to Lareina, something that deeply unsettles Sean. Now, with Yvo in the picture, how will their intertwined lives unfold?

My mom bought me a house with zero down payment. For five years, I scrimped and saved until I finally paid off the mortgage. But then, she told me she wanted to transfer the house to her first love's son to use as his wedding home. When I said no, she pulled out the property deed and slapped it down in front of me. "The house is in my name. I'll give it to whoever I want. You'd better hand it over willingly, or don't blame me for forgetting we're family." So I pulled out another deed—this one with my name on it—and called 911. "Hello? I'd like to report a trespasser."

I accidentally spent the night with a wealthy heiress from Kingscourt after she was drugged. The next morning, I panicked and slipped away before she woke up. The following day, her childhood friend came to find me. He handed me a check for one million dollars and told me to leave the country. My eyes practically lit up. Just as I was about to take the check, I suddenly heard his thoughts. "Once he accepts the money, I'll report him for extortion and send him straight to prison. "Then I'll tell Valerie Cooper that I was the man from that night, marry into the family myself, and let him rot in jail." A chill ran down my spine. Well, he should've said so earlier. I can still tell the difference between one million dollars... and a lifetime of wealth and luxury.

At the annual company raffle, I had barely stepped onto the stage when my supervisor, Lily Smith, pressed a crumpled slip of paper into my palm. "A special reward for our top salesperson," she chirped. "Go ahead, open it. Let everyone see." Under the eager gaze of the crowd, I unfolded the note. Written in messy handwriting were the words: Clean the company toilets for three days. The room erupted in laughter. Lily folded her arms, cocked her head, and smirked at me. "Nice, right?" she said. "Everyone knows those sales of yours came from sleeping with old men. Dirty money. To keep things fair, the others get a break, and you pick up a little extra work. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" The laughter surged again, nearly lifting the roof. From the side of the room, my boyfriend, Seth Hoffman, the company's CEO, watched everything unfold. As usual, he said nothing in my defense. They all thought I would fall apart, cry, or make a scene. Instead, I simply gave a calm nod. The very next day, the company was hit with over three hundred property cancellations. Its cash flow collapsed overnight. That was when Lily and Seth rushed to me, demanding I go plead with the buyers. I smiled and said, "No thanks. I wouldn't want to help the company recover and end up with strong numbers again. That might make everyone even more uncomfortable."

My husband has an identical twin brother. Forget me. Their own parents can't tell them apart. Three years of marriage, and Logan has been perfect. Devoted, patient, bends over backwards for me. I could not name a single real flaw in that man. Except one. He and his brother like to swap lives, just to see if anyone notices. And the day I figured that out, I was already sitting on his brother's lap, two minutes from crossing a line I could not uncross.

"Don't make me do this, Iris." The muscles in his arms tensed a kilowatt as he clenched his fists into a tight ball. I could feel the primal strength they exuded, and the slutty urge to be subdued roughly by them simmered between the cream of my lower lips. I slammed my lips roughly against his, drawing in a long noisy kiss to make his shaft budge against my lower abdomen. "Show no mercy." Iris Sawyer was forced to navigate her path through a supernatural world of angst and brute force. Stuck between a protracted pack war, she soon realized her survival depended on the side she took, or to use correctly, the kiss she accepted. In her quest to find an escape from the emotional turmoil of losing her parents at a tender age, she met Gustav, the Alpha from the Grey Moon Pack, who was mated to her by the Moon Goddess. Hell was a mild euphemism to describe the horror she met at the Grey Moon Pack. But as fate would redirect her steps, she met with the charming Lycan king from Crescent pack, Ludovic, Gustav's worst enemy. Gustav and Ludovic happen to be caught in a dark web of hatred for each other, and Iris was beginning to be another bone of contention between them. Will Iris be able to follow her heart and roost where it feels more secure? Will she be able to stand strong as she finds answers to all the questions plaguing her mind? Will love prevail in the end, or will blood settle the score?

At a company team-building dinner, my coworkers started a challenge. We had to call our husbands or boyfriends and compare how much money they sent us. The rules were simple. Whoever got the biggest transfer and the fastest answer won. As usual, I came in dead last. "Seraphina, don't take it personally. Mr. Brooks may not be very romantic, but at least he's rich." Everyone laughed and tried to smooth things over, carefully avoiding old wounds. Like how I had spent seven years helping Conrad build his business, yet he had never once brought up marriage. Like how Conrad had distributed company shares to the executive team, and I was the last person to find out. Or how, on the day I was diagnosed with stomach cancer, the only person sitting beside me in the hospital waiting for the test results was my best friend. I simply smiled and said nothing. Then my gaze landed on the new intern. She gripped her phone so tightly her knuckles had turned white, hesitation written all over her face. "I think I'll pass," she said quietly. "He's on a business trip. He's really busy." The mood in the room began to grow awkward. Trying to help her out, I leaned forward with a smile and tapped the speakerphone button as I dialed for her. I had expected the call to go unanswered. Instead, it was picked up instantly. The private dining room fell completely silent. Because the voice that came through the phone belonged to my quiet, unromantic boyfriend, Conrad, and his tone was impossibly gentle. "Babe, did you get the Valentine's Day surprise I sent you?"

I don’t even know how our lips met. It just… happened, and he tastes sweet, like a gourmet dessert, and instantly, I want more. I can't even form a thought right now as I part my lips and our tongues dance together. It’s a primal force, instinct maybe, something telling me that at this moment, I have everything I have ever wanted in my life. I have a mate. I am complete. *** I always thought I was leading a good life, although I never quite felt like I belonged, until I met Devon, the gorgeous, sexy Alpha of the Emerald Moon pack whose mesmerizing gaze drew me in. Wolves? How could I be one of those? I find out I’m a hybrid, wolf and mage, and all this time I’ve never been a human at all. No wonder I didn’t fit in. But just as things are starting to come together for us, it’s all quickly torn apart as mysterious outside forces with an ancient hatred invade our world and threaten everything. Will the love of a true, fated mate save everything, or will it be my downfall?