One Piece World Novels & Stories

Claire life crashes when she comes home to an empty apartment. Her boyfriend, Ben had run away with all her savings, sold all her furniture, leaving her with nothing but a broken heart. She tries to forget the heart ache by having a one night stand with a handsome stranger. Her luck changed when her father, a media mogul, who she never thought existed shows up introducing her to her step brother. But in an odd twist she realizes that he was her one night stand.

After being dumped for the 99th time for being a “chatterbox,” I finally met my soulmate, Lysander Thorne. As the Mafia godfather, he was a man of few words, but listened to every single word I said with rapt attention. His proposal shattered the curse that had doomed me to a hundred rejections. But, I discovered a fatal flaw in Lysander after we got married. Whatever he spoke to me, he never exceeded ten words. I thought it was his stoic personality until I gave a hand to a girl being harassed by a thug at the bar. At the police station, the girl asked, “Has your husband not arrived yet? My friend will pick me up and you can leave with us.” The next second, I saw Lysander rushing in, looking utterly disheveled. “Elara Thorne! Why do you stir up trouble on your very first day back home? You've got wings of your own now, haven’t you? Did I ever tell you to stay safe firstly when something happened? Stop being so impulsive!” It turned out Lysander could get emotional. How ridiculous! When Lysander entered, his eyes were solely fixed on Elara. I looked at him with a blank expression, and wordlessly walked out of the police station.

When I turn 20, my grandfather's old friend—now the richest man in the country—lays out photos of his grandsons in front of me. He says, "Pick one to be your husband." Without hesitation, I choose Nathaniel Chapman. Everyone in the room is stunned. After all, it's no secret I've always been hopelessly in love with George Chapman. I used to swear I'd marry no one but him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married George. And because of that marriage, he inherited the lion's share of his grandfather's wealth. But after the wedding, he started an affair with my sister. My parents were furious and sent her abroad to study. George thought I was the one who exposed them. From then on, he hated me to my very core. Women came and went at his side, each one resembling my sister more than the last. The betrayal crushed me. I fell into deep depression. Later, he secretly replaced my medication with slow-acting poison. I died with a child in my womb—alone, bitter, and betrayed. Now, I've been reborn. This time, I choose to let them have each other. But what I don't expect is that George has been reborn too.

"All she wanted was a spark, a fire that would burn her skin. She craved passion, wildness, and insanity." Among all the reckless things she'd done, sleeping with a complete stranger might have been the craziest. Things would have been different if she wasn’t still haunted by thoughts of the man who, for one night, brought three-fourths of her fantasies to life. Coral had given up hope, knowing that in a city of over two million people, finding a man whose face and name she didn’t know was impossible. But then she met him again—on a blind date. Lucian Andersen, the son of one of her father’s closest friends. He was devastatingly handsome, a cold heartthrob, dangerous, and whenever he smirked, shivers danced down her spine. Her mind went blank, reeling from the shock that out of all the people in the world, it was him she had shared that wild night with in an unknown room. The date might have been ordinary, but then the man, with an ego larger than a football stadium, said something that left her breathless. “I want to marry you, Coral Shen.” The butterflies in her belly might have danced at his proposal, but they died instantly upon hearing his true intentions. He didn’t love her. Hell, she wasn’t even sure if he liked her. But she knew one thing: the marriage proposal was purely for business. Coral refused, but the twists of fate had other plans. Against all odds, she found herself asking him to be her fiancé.

I thought my biggest problem was falling for the wrong man. Turns out, the real mistake was getting trapped between two brothers who would burn the world down just to hurt each other. One became my past. The other became my cage. Now I’m stuck inside a life built on secrets, obsession, and violence—where every choice I make seems to drag me deeper into him instead of farther away. I’ve tried fighting him. I’ve tried hating him. God help me, I’ve even tried resisting the way my heart reacts whenever he looks at me. Nothing works. And the more I learn about him, the more I realize one terrifying truth: People close to him don’t survive for long.

In her five years of marriage, Elsie loved her husband, Oswald, with all her heart. Even when their life wasn't happy. But now the man she loves so much is looking at her with a hateful look, slandering her without proof. "Tess is awake, she told me everything! You fu*king murderer!" Tess, Oswald's beloved woman, and if she hadn't had the accident, it would have been Tess, not her, who would have become Oswald's wife. And now Tess was awake. Her dream had awakened instead. She didn't want to have to explain. She didn't want to have to go through countless detentions and begging... Elsie looked at Oswald, who was still indifferent, and said, "Let's get a divorce..." Oswald doesn't believe that the greedy Elsie can give up her life as a rich madam, and he assumes that she will come back and beg him for money. Until Elsie's true identity is revealed and everyone is stunned...

She was supposed to be broken, forgotten, and left to fade into nothing. But fate had other plans. After escaping a cruel mate and the pack that betrayed her, Seraya is barely clinging to life when she’s rescued by strangers, two powerful wolves from the mysterious Obsidian Fang Pack. Alpha Lucian is cold, unreadable and terrifyingly powerful. Beta Kellan is warm, protective and far too charming and they both swear to keep her safe. But safety comes with a price and feelings she can’t afford. Caught between two dominant wolves, haunted by her past, and carrying a secret that could destroy everything, Seraya must decide. Will she run again? Or stay and fight for a future she never thought she deserved?

Meet Skyler Jackson. She is the Alpha's 17-year-old nearly 18-year-old daughter, but is also the pack slave and the Alpha's punching bag. She dreamed of a mate when she was younger but doesn't believe, anymore. Meet the Mason brothers: Cole, Elijah, and Nathan. They are the Alphas of the most feared pack in the country. They are said to be ruthless and cruel to whoever crosses them, but they will also protect packs and loved ones with their lives. What will happen when Skyler meets these three brothers? What will happen when one commits the ultimate betrayal? Will she be able to forgive? Will his brothers? What will be in Skyler's future? *** Warning read at your own discretion as this story may trigger some readers as it contains physical and sexual abuse, violence and mature scenes. Please read at own discretion!

I thought my marriage was the end of me. Charles Donovan had it all: money, power, control and me, locked in his golden cage. On paper, I was the perfect wife. Behind closed doors, I was nothing but his property. One wild night, I broke. I slipped away into the city lights, into a stranger’s arms. He tasted like danger, kissed like sin, and made me feel alive again. I told myself it was one night. A mistake. But mistakes have consequences. Because that stranger Nathaniel Carter is the man my husband fears most. His enemy. His enemy. The billionaire vowed to destroy him. Now Nathaniel wants me again. Not just my body, but my dedication, my heart. And God help me… every touch, every stolen kiss pulls me deeper into the fire. But in a world built on deception, can I trust the man who wants payback against my husband? Or am I just another tool in his war? One thing is certain. The night I submitted to him wasn’t the end. It was the beginning. And the secret we share could burn us all.

After my daughter was seriously injured in a car accident and suffered heavy bleeding, she was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. When it was time to sign the surgical consent form, the nurse suddenly snapped the medical file shut and pressed it down firmly. "Hospital regulations state that only immediate family members can sign the surgical consent form. What proof do you have that you are the child's father?" I was stunned. "She is my biological daughter. Do I still need to prove it to you?" The nurse retorted, "Birth certificates can be forged. How do we know the child wasn't abducted by you? If you cannot prove it, we cannot proceed with the surgery." Seeing the nurse's self-righteous expression, I trembled with anger. "I am signing the surgical consent form for my own biological daughter. Do I need to provide DNA evidence as well?" She curled her lip. "These are hospital regulations. We are being responsible for the patient. If you cannot prove the child is yours, we will report you to the police for child trafficking." After saying that, she actually called security to report it and loudly accused me of being a human trafficker. Report me to the police? I took out my police uniform from my bag and put it on. I'd show her what a split-second response was.