Red Mist Squidward Novels & Stories

Aurelya “Rae” Rivers has spent her entire life surviving in a world that was never meant for her. Raised in a wolf pack that isn’t hers, she’s the girl everyone tolerates—but no one claims. Not even Grant Kingston, the future Alpha… and the boy who used to be hers. Until he got his wolf. Until he started looking at her like she was something he couldn’t touch. Rae’s plan is simple: graduate, leave, and never look back. But Ravenwood Academy has other plans. Because suddenly, the most powerful wolves in school won’t leave her alone. The Beta who watches her like she’s a puzzle he needs to solve. The Gamma who will break bones for her without hesitation. The Delta who knows when she’s hurting before she says a word. And Grant? Grant is losing control. Because no matter how hard he tries to stay away… his wolf won’t let him. Especially not when another Alpha heir starts circling her. Now Rae is caught in the middle of something dangerous—whispers, jealousy, and a pull she doesn’t understand. They say she’s manipulating them. Using them. Taking what was never hers to begin with. They have no idea how wrong they are. Because Rae isn’t human. And when the truth finally breaks free… So will everything else. Including the bond that ties her not to one wolf— —but to all four.

On my fiftieth birthday, my grandson pouted when he saw the present I had given him and complained, “Grandma Cecil at the Emerald Manor has a cooler present for me. It was a Transformer toy that flies.” I was confused by this remark. Emerald Manor was one of the wedding gifts offered when I got married. My husband was not fond of this place because it was too far away from the city, so I have rarely been here as well, and it has been vacant ever since. As we stood outside the manor, I could hear the cheery voices coming from inside the house. My husband and my adopted son were inside celebrating the birthday of the owner of the manor. The Grandma Cecil my grandson referred to was the childhood sweetheart of my husband, Cecil Houston, who was married off far away a long time ago. She remained as beautiful as she once was and was snuggled in my husband’s arms, surrounded by my children. I have dedicated myself to the Blightwells for two decades. This entire time, Cade has taken my commitment as nothing but a joke. When I was reincarnated, I found myself on the wedding day. I listened to the clamoring noises and lifted the veil to see the commotion. It was time to start over.

I'm at a job interview at a major company. One of the interviewers is my father, Edgar Booker, whom I haven't seen in ten years. He wears a sharp suit and carries himself with an imposing presence. When he sweeps his indifferent gaze over me, he pauses for a rare moment. After the interview ends, the HR manager, Jesse Dorsey, pulls me aside. "You're Mr. Booker's son, right? He says you can start next week." I smile faintly and slowly tear up the offer letter. "No, thanks. I don't want to work with a murderer."

Raven Statham has one week left to save her grandmother’s crumbling bakery before her mother sells it. Drowning in debts, rejected by investors, and clinging to the only legacy she has left, she turns to the one corporation known for rescuing failing businesses — D’Angelo Enterprises. What she doesn’t know is that the CEO is not just a businessman. He is Kade D’Angelo, the Reaper of the criminal underworld, a man who kills with the same ease he breathes, a man bound by a vow: marry before thirty-three, or lose his throne to his estranged brother, Damon. When Raven accidentally witnesses Kade murder a man in cold blood, she becomes a liability he cannot ignore. And when she tries to flee, she unknowingly signs the wrong contract — not a business partnership, but the marriage contract prepared for a mafia heiress sharing her surname. By the time she discovers the truth, five black cars are outside her bakery, Kade D’Angelo standing among them like the devil she had met by accident twice already. *** Excerpt from the Book: The door opened. A familiar smell drifted inside before the man did and my stomach twisted. Kade walked into my home, filling the small space with his presence. His eyes found mine immediately, cold, unreadable. Kade's lips tilted, just slightly. "I see you're just finding out about the document you signed, Miss Statham," he said. "What do you mean marr—" I started, clutching the file, eyes wide with disbelief. "Good," he interrupted, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Because we're getting married. Tomorrow.”

For three consecutive years, Nate Jackel had a wedding dress customized each year and gifted it to the woman he loved most. When reporters asked me how I felt, I looked at the trending headlines filled with this so-called "true love" hype and sneered. “What’s there to praise about an affair between a cheating husband and his mistress?” That night, Nate rented out a rooftop restaurant and had ten thousand drones launched into the sky to celebrate Grace Lawson’s birthday. In his way, he was telling the entire world that he loved her. That was fine by me. As long as I stayed married, Grace would forever be a mistress.

When I woke up today, I didn't expect my one happiness in life to hit me in the face. Literally. He hit me in the face. Amia's father ditched her mother when he found his mate, and growing up in an abusive household, Amia is used to watching her mother be on the losing side when it comes to love. She's sworn she'll never be like her. After a night that was supposed to be special with her boyfriend, the Alpha's son, she realizes she's in a position she never wanted to be in. And if that weren't enough, Amia's ex-best-friend, Levi, steps in to play the hero. He's a little too late, four years too late. When Levi starts saying things that make a little too much sense, Amia has to take a good look in the mirror. CONTENT WARNING: This book contains physical abuse, sexual abuse, emotional abuse, and alcohol abuse. Some chapters may be triggering for survivors.

In The powerful Ravencrest pack, Alpha keal is feared for his ruthlessness and worshipped for his strength. No one dare question his judgment - until the night he Chose to destroy his own mate. Lyra Nightshade , an omega with no status and no voice , is publicly accused of treason. Keal believes she betrayed him , leading to the death of the younger brother during a border attack. Without a trial, without mercy , he rejects in front of the entire pack . " from this moment, you are nothing to me " Broken and humiliated, lyra vanished in the cursed border, where no wolf returned the same. The pack celebrates her downfall but they are wrong about her guilt. Because lyra was never the traitor . She was the shield. While keal mourn his brother and hardened his heart into something even more dangerous, lyra survived the impossible , in the shadow she awakened a dormant power tied to an ancient moon goddess bloodline one the packs believed was extinct. Three years after being Rejected and falsely accused , lyra returned as a powerful , feared Forced no longer the weak omega keal destroyed , As truth about her past revealed , Alpha keal realized his fatal mistake , but by then .lyra heart belongs to no one , and war,secret and a rival Alpha stand between them . Some mistake dont just break bonds they rewrite fate.

My husband sponsored a poor female college student. While I was being dragged into an alley by a criminal, he was helping her pick out lingerie. While I was hospitalized with serious injuries, he used the money my mother left me to buy her a limited-edition handbag. I confronted him in a heated argument, but he accused me of being unreasonable. "I thought your injuries were so serious, but look—you didn’t even die! Besides, your money is my money. I’ll spend it however I want!"

"It is unheard of for an Alpha to be punished by a mere human. Crystal, what have you done to yourself?" ***** Neglected by her husband and disowned by her family, Crystal has prepared herself to die but when she goes running to her mother's aid, she bumps into her younger sister's arranged husband-- Lycan Prince Silver Walsh who happens to be her mate. What happens when Crystal is on the verge of dying and the only one who can save her is him?

On our tenth wedding anniversary, my husband, Jaxon Wilde, walks through the door with his hundredth new mistress. From my neck, he snaps the necklace that was once our token of love and fastens it around hers. Amid the guests' jeers and mocking laughter, the lady tugs timidly at my gown and murmurs, "Mr. Wilde wants me to wear this dress tonight, Scarlett." It was a dress altered from my wedding gown ten years ago, and I wore it tonight like a fool, hoping he might remember. But now, he wants to strip his wife bare in public and give it to his mistress on the wedding anniversary. Under the weight of everyone's sneers, I look up at him and give him a genuine smile for the first time in a decade. "Let's get divorced, Jaxon."