Precious Treasure Novels & Stories

Because of my negligence, Leo's precious darling Sophia had choked on a mouthful of seawater. He flew into a rage and locked me in the dark water dungeon. "Catherine, whatever Sophia suffered, you'll repay double!" The instinct to survive forced me to shift into wolf form. I slammed my head against the iron cage again and again, begging for his mercy. But Leo bound my limbs with iron chains and ordered his subordinates to keep flooding the chamber. "A jealous wretch like you will only learn obedience through suffering." "Stay in there and repent for what you've done." He sealed the iron door of the water dungeon himself and forbade anyone from coming near. Over and over, I craned my neck to gulp in the thin air, howling in desperation. But the rising ice water swallowed me whole. I kept struggling until I had no strength left. A week later, in his great mercy, he decided to end my punishment. What he didn't know was that the water snakes had already gnawed my body beyond recognition.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I found another woman’s lace thong in my bedroom. My husband, Mark Donovan, stood in front of the closet and said coldly, “She’s just a kid, Leslie. Don’t make this ugly.” That “kid” was pregnant with his child. That “kid” had already moved into my home, worn his shirts, slept in my bed, and made him cut down the magnolia tree my dead parents planted for me. Everyone in the Donovan family thought I would scream, cry, and beg. After all, I had loved Mark for nine years. But this time, I only picked up my suitcase. Because they didn’t know one thing. The divorce had already been filed. The Donovan wife’s emerald brooch had already been returned. And the evidence against his precious little mistress had already been delivered to the old Don. Mark thought I was walking out of his mansion. He didn’t know I was walking out of his life. Forever.

The night of my first shift at eighteen, my two older brothers brought home a twelve-year-old orphaned Omega. My alpha brother seized the rare healing herb I'd spent all my savings on—herbs meant to ease my first transformation—and gave them to her instead. "You're strong enough," he growled. "You don't need such precious herbs." My beta brother snarled with fury, pointing toward the door. "Get out! Don't come back!" I said nothing more, just grabbed my packed bag and left. They assumed I was merely throwing a tantrum, that I'd return in a few days. My brothers, finally free of my presence, took the orphan girl on an international vacation to the Caribbean islands I'd always dreamed of visiting. Many days later, when they returned to the pack, they were shocked to discover I'd accepted an offer from the neighboring pack's Head Healer. The position required fifteen years of isolated herbal research. I could never return home. That night, they fell apart.

Everyone thought I was just an Omega clinging to Alpha Pheisar— gentle, silent, unworthy of love. In his eyes, I was nothing more than a burden the Moon Goddess tossed his way. But the moment he held Selene’s hand and vowed a mate-bond at the Moonlit Altar, I finally understood — I had never mattered. He never kept a promise, never cared about the wolf-soul I burned to keep him alive. So I rejected him. He thought I was being dramatic—until I bonded with the “comatose Alpha” everyone believed would never wake. When he knelt at my ceremony and roared “I only want you,” I simply replied: “Too late.” What they never knew was this— I was never a vine to be pulled or broken. I can stitch a wedding gown with devotion, and cut off a rotting love just as cleanly. I can be soft— and I can be resolute. The day I married Alpha Zander, no one expected him to wake—much less fall for me. But the first time I whispered “Mate” in his arms, the ice around him melted into pure devotion. And in the quiet dark, his hand firm on my waist, he murmured: “Pheisar is downstairs begging again…I’m feeling jealous. You’ll have to make it up to me.” This time— Pheisar will learn what kind of treasure he threw away. And Zander will know the partner in his hands is worth a lifetime of love.

Alima was nothing but a club dancer and a disgrace, a lowly omega insulted by those who believe are higher than her. She thought things would change when she descover she’s mated to the young alpha but then came the betrayal. He lied,deceived and abandon her with two choices. Be his slave, or be sold away. A dark conspiracy surfaced,his fiancé was coming for her a,Desperate and heartbroken, she ran. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. After falling into a ditch and landing deep in enemy territory, she was captured by the infamous king… only to find something or someone she never expected. Her second chance mate,The Lycan King. Powerful, Commanding,And nothing like her ex mate. For the first time, Alima felt seen,Wanted,Safe, But some wounds don’t heal so easily and neither do secrets stay buried. Just as her heart begins to mend, Alpha Ryan returns,vengeful and alone,realizing too late the treasure he tossed away. And he’s not the only one hunting her. Because Alima isn’t who she thought she was. She’s more. Now the Rogue King wants her,Alpha Ryan wants her. The world wants her gone. With deadly secrets unraveling, betrayal lurking in every shadow, and a destiny that began two decades ago, Alima must choose Who can she trust when love turns to war, and fate demands blood?

He married her to save his empire. He divorced her the moment he no longer needed her. But what if the woman he tossed aside... was the only one who ever truly loved him? Rebecca Henshaw was once Davis Gates’ devoted wife — graceful, loyal, and deeply in love. Their marriage, born from family alliance, blossomed into something real... until one tragic night, a deadly fire, and a web of lies tore them apart. Branded a murderer in her husband’s eyes, Rebecca endured years of cold silence and rejection. Now, just as she discovers she’s pregnant with his child, Davis returns home — not with love, but with divorce papers. Heartbroken and humiliated, Rebecca walks away, determined to rebuild her life far from the man who shattered it. But Davis never expected her to rise like a phoenix. Behind her soft smile lies a thriving empire, a powerful identity, and a secret that changes everything. When danger begins to stalk her, Davis steps in — not out of guilt, but something far more dangerous: love. Now he wants her back. But Rebecca is no longer the woman who once begged for his affection. She’s stronger. Smarter. And she’s not alone. Can Davis break through the walls he built — before another man takes her for good? Or is his greatest regret losing the one woman he was too blind to treasure?

Lexie suddenly wakes up in the hospital with a man who claims to be the father of her baby. That man is Rafe Wilder, a famous billionaire in New York. Lexie thought she was just dreaming and the man was just playing a prank on her. But he proved his words with clear, undeniable evidence. She refused to conceive Rafe Wilder's baby and threatened to kill the baby. She tried to escape from the hospital, but then she was arrested and locked up in his luxury house. Rafe offers a compromise before she tries to kill his precious baby. The baby will be exchanged for money and a luxury apartment in Manhattan. Lexie was forced to accept the offer because she desperately needed money and a place to live for the new life she would lead after giving birth to Rafe Wilder’s baby. But after she lived for eight months under the same roof with Rafe Wilder, she began to get caught up in the agreement. She began to love Rafe and the baby. But Rafe tried his best to push her away from his life until one day Rafe made a fatal mistake that turned Lexie's life upside down.

All the paparazzi in Glorisia knows that Wanda Foster would rather sleep with an escort from a nightclub than with me, her legally-wedded husband. The daily question they ask is, "When will Mr. Gulliver give his precious first time away?" When faced with the paparazzi's cameras, Wanda turns to look at me arrogantly. "We can just lead different romantic lives on our own. If you don't like how I act, feel free to sleep with someone else too." After that, Wanda turns to leave. That night, the spicy photos of her and her latest beau go viral on the news once again. Just when everyone thinks I will spend yet another sleepless night agonizing over the news, I contact some paparazzi and place a reservation on a spot for sensational news. Then, I strip down and mess up the bedsheets before taking a nude photo of myself from another person's POV. After that, I use an unknown number to text Wanda. "Oh my, James is seriously amazing in bed! Let me know when you're going to divorce him!"

"I think I love you. I will marry you," Damian's icy words froze Rose in her tracks. After their one-night stand, he had a change of heart. He found love elsewhere and was ready to wed someone else. But there was a twist—Rose was already carrying his child. With his mother on his side, he insisted she terminate the pregnancy. Through tearful pleas and gripping his legs, she begged him, "Please, forget about marriage and embrace your role as a father to this precious baby." However, fate had a surprise in store for her. When she discovered she carried not just one, but two babies in her womb, she made a life-altering decision—she ran away, vowing to never cross paths with him again. Five years passed, marked by her struggles, childbirth, and the relentless care she provided for her children. Then, unexpectedly, their paths converged once more. With a cool determination, she declared, "Sorry, sir, I am no longer your girl," plotting a scorching revenge. He pleaded for a second chance, but can he earn forgiveness and how?

Twins' Stormie and Misty were about as different as they came. While Stormie was quiet and preferred to be alone, Misty was outgoing and popular. Misty was even more popular with their parents. For Stormie that didn't really bother her. While she was a few minutes older, she didn't care that her sister was their parents pride and joy. After nearly eighteen years, she was familiar with the hostility that her parents and sister showed her. As long as she kept to herself and stayed under the radar, she will be able to leave the Pack when she turns eighteen. Both girls are identical, but it's Misty that is being set up to marry the Alpha Axel. Well that was until the day she received the mark of her wolf, on her eighteenth birthday. Her parents are determined to make sure that their precious daughter marries the Alpha, even if that means they sacrifice their other daughter. Everything seems to be working out for the twin's parents and Misty, until Misty disappears with a rogue that she claims to love. Now Stormie is forced to act as Misty until Misty returns. Pretending to be Misty is going to be harder than she thought, especially when she starts to fall for Alpha Axel.