Ponyboy Now Novels & Stories

"Notorious Bachelor Lucas Hart, 29, proposes to his first love and childhood sweetheart, Natalia Rossi!" My heart broke as I saw the picture of Lucas proposing to Natalia on one knee, the same ring I found in his jacket pocket, in the photo being slid onto her finger. The camera zoomed in on Natalia’s face and a gasp escaped my lips. It was like staring at myself, but a thinner, sicklier version of me. I picked up my phone and dialed a number I hadn’t called in three years.  "Bianca," My father’s voice answered, "To what do I owe this sudden call?" "Dad," I said, "I accept. I will come back home for the arranged marriage and take back my inheritance." *** Bianca Salvatore, heiress of the Salvatore empire ran away from home, trying to escape the marriage arranged by her father. She met Lucas who she dated for three years, until his first love returned. He never knew about her true identity, and always shamed her for being poor. He heartlessly announced that he would get married to his first love, then make Bianca his side piece. Bianca didn’t want that life for herself, so she agreed to her father’s arranged marriage and took her inheritance. From being known as a poor pauper, to a famous billionaire heiress. Now her ex is on his knees, begging for a second chance. Will Bianca risk her heart again for the man who shattered it, or will she choose the powerful husband who sees her true worth?

On the fifth year anniversary of my marking ceremony with Alpha Gabriel Blackhound, I got sprayed by a blast of high-concentration silver powder that was ejected from the jewelry box I had opened. It resulted in me going blind in both eyes. Gabriel practically tore down the entire jewelry store out of rage. He vowed to find the culprit and exact vengeance on my behalf. Since then, he served as my walking cane. Even if he was dealing with pack matters, he insisted on making me sit on his lap. The entire pack sang praises about how devoted he was to me. I was insanely grateful for what Gabriel had done for me, so I took great care of the "orphaned pup" who was left behind by a Beta in the pack my whole life. But when I lay on my deathbed, I overheard Gabriel's murmured conversation with my best friend, Isabelle Barker. He was even hugging her at that time. "Gabriel, our son will be officially taking over as the pack's Alpha tomorrow. I suppose we have that blind she-wolf to thank for being a free nanny to him." "Yeah. If we didn't blind her back then, she'd never have agreed to taking care of our heir, who looks very similar to me." It turned out that the suffering and gratitude I had gone through in this lifetime was nothing more than an elaborate scheme Gabriel and Isabelle had woven for me in order to get their bastard pup crowned as the next Alpha! Overwhelmed with immense resentment and hatred, I breathed my last on the bed. When I open my eyes again, I hear Gabriel urging me to open the gift. The lethal jewelry box, which is still sealed and untouched, is currently sitting right in front of me. That's when I know that I've gotten reborn. I do my best to suppress the roiling waves of hatred as I gently push the box filled with silver powder into Gabriel's arm. Then, I act all cutesy in front of him. "Darling, since this is a surprise that you've prepared for me, why don't you open the box and put the jewelry on for me?"

When I was one month pregnant, my fated mate Caleb’s childhood best friend turned out to be three months along. Caleb decided to hold a bonding ceremony with her. When I broke down and asked what would happen to me and our pup, he said calmly, "Stella is different from you. I’m the only friend she has left in the pack. If people find out she’s pregnant out of wedlock, the gossip will destroy her!" But he seemed to forget that he was my only support in the pack, too. Later, he allowed our baby to be called a bastard pup. He let his parents drag me into a healing room to force an abortion on me. My inner wolf went completely dead. I didn't want this man anymore. What Caleb didn't know was that I wasn't the worthless orphan he thought I was. I was the Alpha King's little sister. Clutching my stomach, I calmly dialed my brother's number. "Brother, come take me home." This time, I would grant Caleb's wish. I would take our pup and vanish from his sight forever.

She was told her baby died. She accepted it. She grieved, moved on. Then a stranger whispered three words that shattered everything: “Your baby’s alive.” Danielle gave up everything for a man who never chose her. On Christmas Eve, pregnant and alone, she got divorce papers instead of a “Merry Christmas.” “I married you because of my mom,” He said flatly. “Now that she’s late, and the woman I truly love has come back, it’s time we part ways. I want a divorce.” And suddenly the man who destroyed her… might be the one raising her child….

In my last life, I loved my brother’s best friend longer than I loved myself. I was the princess of the De Luca family, a New York political dynasty. A good girl, through and through. He was Orion Corvo. The king of Chicago's underworld. A ruthless, brutal man. No one thought we belonged together. I never dared to confess. Not until I was kidnapped. That cold-blooded, savage Don took a bullet for me. He shielded me with his body as I bled out. We died together. Only then, seeing the desperation in his eyes, did I understand. He loved me too. Now, I'm back. 18 again. I ditched my life in Europe to stay by his side. For five years, I was his most trusted art appraiser. In private, he’d lose himself inside me. He fucked me like he wanted to own my soul. I became his favorite fuck. His biggest secret. But now, he’s getting married. And the bride isn't me.

Vivian Clarke was never supposed to fall this far. Not after Derek Blackwell—the man she loved—betrayed her and chose another woman. Not after her family turned their backs on her. And definitely not after losing the child she never got the chance to tell him about. Because while Derek was planning his marriage with someone else, Vivian was carrying his baby. And then she lost it. With her mother dying, her inheritance under threat, and her future hanging, she did the unthinkable. She ended up in the arms of Ethan Blackwell. Derek's uncle. Cold, powerful, and dangerously unreadable, Ethan is a man no one dares to challenge. A man who doesn't believe in love, loyalty, or second chances. But Vivian isn't asking for love—she's asking for a deal. With her inheritance locked behind one cruel condition, Vivian had no choice but to propose the unthinkable: Marriage. What begins as a calculated arrangement between a desperate woman and a ruthless billionaire soon spirals into something far more dangerous. Because Ethan doesn't share control… and Vivian refuses to be broken. But they aren't alone in this game. Derek, consumed by pride and jealousy, refuses to let her go. Richard, her cold and calculating father, holds the power to destroy her future. Sandra and Megan, the perfect replacements, are ready to erase her completely. And the hidden secret from the past threatens to destroy everything she has built with Ethan. Because some betrayals cost more than love. And when the truth about Vivian's lost child, Sandra's deception and Helen's secret finally surfaced, everyone was forced to choose between family and power. In a world where power is everything and love is a weakness… Vivian and Ethan must decide: Is this just a deal… Or the beginning of something neither of them can survive?

A forbidden romance that feels so wrong but yet, so right. I was supposed to be his perfect wife. His breeding vessel, he'd said. Marcus Blackwell married me with a fake certificate, used my body to get me pregnant, and planned to steal my baby before throwing me away like garbage. So I ran and built an empire. I became everything he said I'd never be. And six years later, I'm back in New York—successful, powerful, untouchable. Until I meet HIM. The dark dangerous man I had a passionate one night stand with weeks ago. The same man who had given me sleepless nights just thinking about him. One night of passion that changes everything, and one problem that might destroy my one chance at happiness: He's my Ex-husband father. His hands gripped my hips as he thrust deeper, his breath hot against my neck. *"This is wrong," I gasped, even as my body arched into him, feeling him deep inside my core. " Ahh fuck,” I cried out loud as he pinched my nipples hard. “You're his father—" “And you're not his wife anymore,” he groaned roughly as his teeth grazed my throat. "You're mine now, and nothing will change that, my little rebel.” His thrust became faster as he pounded into me like an animal. “James!...hmmpph.” *"Scream my name again,” he growled. “Say you're mine!” “I'm yours," I whispered, hating myself for how much I meant it. “I'm so fucking yours, Daddy!” “His smile against my skin was pure sin. "Good girl. Now let me show you what it's like to be worshipped instead of used." James Blackwell doesn't just want revenge on his son. He wants me; Completely, Obsessively, and Permanently. But Marcus isn't done destroying me.

For years, Liliana "Lilly" Lewiston lived a life defined by silence. A gifted ballerina forced into the background, she played the dutiful wife to Victor McCallum while her twin sister, Alina, lived as the family’s golden child. Lilly was the invisible scapegoat, used for her blood, her reputation, and her compliance, until she was finally deemed useless and discarded. Framed for a crime she didn't commit, pregnant, and left for dead in the freezing rain, Lilly was certain her end had come. But she didn’t die. Sabistan Rhys Hart, the cold, egmatic, and devastatingly powerful uncle of the man who destroyed her. He doesn’t offer pity; he offers a deal. A marriage of convenience designed to secure her vengeance and ignite her rise to power. Sabistan is a man of few words and ruthless instincts, but there is a fire in him that only burns for Lilly. As she sheds her mask and reclaims her place on the stage, she transforms from the timid, broken girl into a force of nature that will bring the McCallum empire to its knees. But as the lines between revenge and passion blur, Lilly faces a dangerous truth. She is falling for the only man who knows exactly how dangerous she can be.

In high school, I had finally worked up the courage to confess my feelings to my longtime crush. The next day, he disappeared from my life without a word. Heartbroken and furious, I moved on and started dating someone else, leaving him behind in my memories. Years passed, and I thought I had buried that part of my life. But ten years later, fate threw us back together—this time, he was my new boss. Not just any boss, but my boss’ boss. I had no idea how to face him, but one thing was clear: resigning suddenly felt like my best option.

After being killed, Janelle Erwin and I open our eyes to see ourselves standing at a wedding venue. This time, Janelle chooses to marry her childhood friend, Lance Huff, who has just returned to the country. She's extraordinarily resentful of me, so she doesn't hesitate to kick me out of her company and let Lance take over my position there. "I will never marry a loser like Wesley! On top of that, he's just a mutt who belongs to the Erwin family!" But right after Lance takes over North Hill Corporation, the company keeps losing bids one after another. At one point, it was even dragged into a murder case. Janelle asks me for help again. But this time, she wants me to become the scapegoat for Lance's crimes. After witnessing my rejection, she starts using the deeds of kindness she's done for me in the past just to emotionally manipulate me. But I just guffaw in Janelle's face as I stare at her. "I've already paid the Erwins back for their benevolence in my past life! Now, you're the ones owing me in this life!"