Penthouse Novels & Stories

Four years of marriage. One signature—his own—that set me free, though he never realized what he was signing. I was Sophia Moretti, the invisible wife of James Moretti, heir to the city’s most powerful mafia family. But when his childhood sweetheart, the dazzling and privileged Vicky, returned, I finally understood: I had always been temporary. So I played my final move. I slid the papers across his desk—divorce disguised as routine university forms. James signed without a second glance, his fountain pen scratching across the page as carelessly as he'd treated our vows, without noticing he was ending our marriage. But I walked away with more than my freedom. Beneath my coat, I carried his unborn heir—a secret that could destroy him when he finally realized what he'd lost. Now, the man who never noticed me is tearing the world apart trying to find me. From his penthouse to the underworld's gutters, he's turning over every stone. But I'm not some trembling prey waiting to be found. I rebuilt myself beyond his reach—where not even a Moretti can follow. This time, I won't be begging for his love. He'll be begging for mine.

I’ve got a killer hourglass figure and siren eyes. In Hollywood, I’m the ultimate sex symbol. But after five years in this town, not a single producer would dare lay a finger on me. Because the man in my bed is Don Vincenzo, the most ruthless mafia boss in New York. Seven years together. Every time we finished, he’d hold me close, kiss me, and carry me to the bathroom to clean me up. I naively thought I’d be the only woman by his side. That I'd even be his Donna. Until the night of my 28th birthday. After the family dinner, I heard him sneer to his underboss: "Chloe is fun to play with, but for my Donna, I have other options." In that instant, I ripped out my cheap, pathetic heart. I became exactly what he wanted: a perfect mistress who only cared about his money. But Vincenzo didn't seem to like that. His dark, dangerous eyes locked onto mine. "Besides this Manhattan penthouse, is there really nothing else you want from me?" I wrapped my arms around his neck, letting out a fake gasp of surprise. "You mean I can pick out a Ferrari, too?"

Sabizina Moretti (Sabi) is a woman who has spent her life being a pawn in her father’s corporate chess matches. But her marriage to Rage Valerius Vane, the most feared and powerful CEO in the global syndicate, was supposed to be different. It was supposed to be a choice. On the morning of their televised "Wedding of the Century," a digital file is leaked to Sabizina’s phone. The truth is shattering: the financial ruin of her family wasn't an accident—it was a calculated execution by Rage himself to force her into his arms. Before she can say "I do," Sabizina vanishes. Six months later, Rage Vane has burned through millions to find her. He finally corners her in a desolate coastal cabin, expecting to find a woman begging for mercy. Instead, he finds a warrior who has rebuilt her life from nothing—and a secret that halts even the ruthless Rage Vane in his tracks. Sabizina is visibly pregnant with the Vane heir. Forced back into the gilded cage of his high-tech penthouse, Sabizina must navigate a world of corporate assassins, jealous socialites, and Rage’s own dark past. As she uncovers the real reason behind his obsession, she realizes that in Rage’s world, the truth is more dangerous than a lie, and the man she ran from might be the only one who can keep her—and her unborn children—alive.

Isabella Vale built herself into a weapon. Beautiful. Ruthless. Untouchable. After the cruelest betrayal in her youth shattered her world and her father's empire toppled, she weaponized the one thing powerful men could never resist — herself. One false identity. One corrupt Italian conglomerate. Just one carefully orchestrated seduction that brought the mighty Valenti family to its knees. Now she's back in New York, richer, colder, and sharper than ever. The next target is Damien Thorne — billionaire, casino king, and the most dangerous man in the city. One night in his penthouse was supposed to be the beginning of his downfall. Instead, he looked her dead in the eyes and called her by her real name. He had known all along. Now Isabella is caught between a man who plays darker games than she does, a past she buried in Milan that refuses to stay dead, and a five-year-old daughter who keeps asking about a father Isabella has fought hard to forget. She conquered one empire through seduction and lies. But Damien Thorne isn't the Valentis — and this time, Isabella isn't sure who is hunting whom. When the hunter becomes the hunted, which one survives? BEWARE AS THE STORY MIGHT END WITH A CLIFFHANGER THAT SETS YOU ON FIRE. **This is Book 1 of the "Lustful Deception Series"**

“The things I want to do to you…” his voice dropped, rough and low. I smiled, daring him. “Do it. I dare you, Daddy.” A flicker of danger crossed his eyes. “Vieni qui, amore mio.” Come here, my love. And just like that, I forgot every reason I was supposed to stay away. ***** Have you ever fallen in love with your mother’s fiancé—only to discover he craves you too? Sin, right? Yeah, that’s me. Melissa Spencer. A college student, an aspiring photographer, and an anonymous erotica writer by night. Having Ben Gavin… the billionaire hockey captain and CEO of the world’s top team—as my stepdad was enough to keep me on edge. Craving his touch? That’s another level of sin. When financial ruin forces my mother and me into his penthouse, I swear I can resist him. But things only get worse when his dangerously charming son vows to claim me too. Now I’m caught between a hot hockey stepdad, a sexy F1 racer stepbrother, and an obsessed ex-biker boyfriend. What happens when I find out everyone’s been living a double life—including my own mother?

I was a violin prodigy. But to pay my mother’s debts, I was forced to give up everything. That’s when I met the man who would own me: Dante Moretti. He was the king of New York's underworld. The Don of the Moretti family. With a single phone call, fortunes were made. With a single glance, blood was spilled. The world didn't just bend to his will—it broke. And on that day… what he wanted was me. He gave me a five-year contract. A penthouse in a skyscraper overlooking all of New York. More jewels and gowns than I could count. Every night he needed me, I’d put on whatever lacy thing he picked out. We’d have sex. Five years. 999 times. There were moments—his sweat dripping on my forehead, his soft breaths inside me, the way he’d look at me—when I let myself dream he loved me. Then the video dropped. Him. On the street. Kissing another woman. I knew the truth. He was my keeper, not my lover. Everyone laughed. They couldn't wait to see me lose my mind, begging him to keep me. Instead, I turned my back on him. And married another man.

“One night, one ring, and one mistake I can’t take back… Because the man I married in Vegas is now my mother’s fiancé.” Lena Carter thought a wild night in Las Vegas would help her forget her cheating ex. She didn’t expect to wake up in a penthouse suite with a six-carat ring on her finger—and a marriage certificate linking her to a mysterious, sinfully gorgeous stranger named Roman Wolfe. She left before sunrise, hoping to erase the night from her memory. Until two months later… when her mother introduces him as her new fiancé. Roman doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t forget. And when Lena finds out she’s pregnant, hiding the truth gets harder every day—especially when Roman refuses to keep his distance. “You’re already mine, Lena,” he whispers against her skin. “That ring may be gone, but I still own every part of you. Including the baby you’re carrying.” Now, trapped in a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden desire, Lena must choose: Protect the people she loves... or surrender to the man who already owns her body and heart.

Elena Brooks didn’t sell her soul for money. She sold it for her sister’s life. When cold-hearted billionaire Alessandro Rossi offers her a way out of insurmountable debt. One year as his contract wife, she has no choice but to sign. One bed. Brutal rules. Total surrender. In exchange: five million dollars and protection from the enemies her father betrayed. But Sandro Rossi is no ordinary billionaire. He is the ruthless Don of the Rossi Syndicate, a man who takes what he wants and destroys what he can’t control. Now trapped in his opulent penthouse, Elena finds herself at the mercy of a predator. Every lingering stare makes her pulse race. Every deliberate touch sets her skin on fire. Every whispered command strips away another piece of her resistance. The more she fights his dominance, the more shamefully she craves it. As dangerous rivals close in and deadly secrets rise from the past, Elena realizes the real threat isn’t the contract. It’s the monster who’s slowly claiming her body… and stealing her heart. Some deals are written in ink. Theirs was sealed in blood, lust, and obsession. And once Sandro Rossi decides a woman belongs to him… He never lets her go.

Nilah Mariel traded her name, her money, and her family for one man. Three years ago, she walked out of her penthouse in heels and walked into a marriage with Marcus Lawinston, convinced he’d always choose her. He didn’t. Now she’s the wife he forgot to come home to, watching him build a life with someone else. The night she finally signs the divorce papers, she totals a stranger’s Bentley in the rain. Darien Vale is everything she’s not supposed to want, he’s arrogant, too rich, and used to getting his way. He offers her a deal: be his date for one night, and he’ll forget the accident ever happened. It sounds simple. An escape. A night off from being the woman everyone left behind. It isn’t. One gala. One dance. One photo of her on Darien’s arm, and suddenly Marcus remembers who she is. Because Nilah isn’t just his ex-wife. She’s an heiress. Now she’s back in the world of old money, family expectations, and a man who looks at her like she’s the only person in the room. The question isn’t whether she wants revenge anymore. It’s whether she can stop before the fake thing with Darien starts feeling real.

He didn't choose me as a mate. He chose me as a write-off. When Darius Blackwood auctioned off my family's debt at the pack ceremony, Kaelen Thorne a billionaire Lycan King, cold-blooded strategist, the most untouchable Alpha alive — bought it without blinking. To him, I was leverage. A line item in a larger acquisition. Three years of my absolute obedience in exchange for a debt I never actually owed. What Kaelen doesn't know could fill the ledger he thinks he owns. I'm not packless. I'm not powerless. I am the last of a bloodline his entire empire was built to exploit and I've been suppressing my true nature long enough to know exactly how to use his arrogance against him. He bought a broken girl. He doesn't know he invited a queen into his kingdom. But the longer I stay in his penthouse, the harder it gets to remember that he is not the man I'm supposed to want. That this contract was never supposed to feel like something else. That when Kaelen Thorne finally looks at me — really looks and says mine like it's the only word that makes sense… I'm not supposed to believe him. He settled a debt. I'm here to collect.