Relief Ramayana Novels & Stories

My suitcase, filled with precious and expensive birthday gifts, was mistakenly claimed by another person at the airport. When I opened the one left behind, I found it packed with men’s clothes instead of my belongings. Determined to retrieve what was rightfully mine, I went on a frantic search for the man who had taken my suitcase. When I finally confronted him and politely asked for an exchange, he responded with the gentlest of tones: “Oh, I opened it and realized I’d made a mistake—it’s all women’s items.” I breathed a sigh of relief, ready to thank him and express my gratitude. Then he added casually, “I couldn’t use any of those things, so I sorted them out and gave them to my girlfriend. You’re welcome.” My jaw dropped. I could barely muster a response as I muttered under my breath, “What the hell?”

After his first love returns, Yvan Jenkins asks Yuna Feron for divorce. Yuna knows very well that she doesn’t have his heart, so she resolutely agrees. Unexpectedly, someone is determined to kill her and nearly succeeds in taking her life. Seven years later, Yuna returns. Yvan says, “You’re not dead!” Yuna smiles. “Mr. Jenkins, if you want to collaborate, you must beg me for forgiveness over what happened in the past.” Later on, Yvan finds out about the existence of their children. He asks Yuna about them, only for Yuna to comment, “Mr. Jenkins, shamelessness is a condition that needs to be treated.” The second she turns away, Yuna pats her chest in relief, scared out of her wits that he’d steal her children away. Yet, later, Yvan cages her in his arms and says, “Yuna, not only do I want the children, but I want you too.”

On Halloween night, I went to pick up my husband after he had been drinking. As I reached the door, I heard someone inside asking about the wildest thing anyone had ever done. In his drunken haze, my husband muttered, “I’ve been living a second life behind my wife’s back. After Halloween, I’ll end things with the other woman, go back home for good, and try to make it up to her.” My heart sank, though I felt a small sense of relief that he was getting back on the right track. He continued, “After all, our two kids are just three years old. This is when they need their dad the most.” Everyone in the private room praised him for being responsible, saying that nothing was more precious than a reformed man. I stood frozen in place, because we had agreed not to have children when we got married. I was the “other woman”.

Those words defined Claire Reid's entire life—and her death. At twenty-eight, she dies in a hospital bed surrounded by the family she sacrificed everything for: the father who forced her to quit school, the sister who took everything she had, the husband who treated her like an inconvenience, and the mother who demanded endless gratitude for their abuse. As her heart stops, Claire sees their relief and realizes the devastating truth: she wasted her life loving people who never loved her back. Then she wakes up. One year earlier. One month before her family frames her for theft. This time, Claire refuses. Refuses to give money. Refuses to stay silent. Refuses to be grateful for crumbs. Armed with knowledge of their betrayals and a fury born from her wasted first life, she systematically dismantles their manipulations, exposes their schemes, and reclaims her identity. But when she tries to leave her cold, arranged marriage, something unexpected happens.

My sister-in-law, Sabrina Linskey, never hides her hatred for me. Yet, on my daughter Elena Satchwell's birthday, she does something I can never imagine. She gives Elena a dress, claiming she had sewn it by hand. She calls it a blessing for Elena's health and safety. I let her ease the dress onto Elena, relief washing over me as I convince myself that Sabrina finally understands the importance of upholding peace in the family. But Elena's skin begins to fester, until even the lightest touch makes her flinch in pain. That's when I realize Elena's fate has been swapped with Sabrina's son's. Mom and Dad, along with my brother, know all about it. Elena, beyond saying, eventually dies. I, too, am killed the moment I uncover the truth. But when I open my eyes again, I return to the day Sabrina arrives with that dress for Elena's birthday.

“You belong to me! Mine to touch, kiss, claim and break. Mine alone, Dina!” ____ Unable to pay off her father's debt, Dina was auctioned off to one of the most notorious and ruthless Alphas in the werewolf realm. She thought he was an ordinary man not until she was brought to the werewolf realm, realizing the man who bought her is a werewolf; a species who hates human. She was to be his tool of relief for that one night, which no one had never survived, but she did. She was a weak human girl unworthy of his claim, yet he couldn't take her off his mind. Instead of becoming Alpha Lyko'z plaything, she became his deadliest obsession. But what if there is more to her identity than meets the eye? With enemies lurking around, her ill fate ready to consume her alive, a blind mother waiting for her at home, and a cursed Alpha mate by her side, would they both get the happy ending they expected or the reverse? Read on to find out.

On April Fool's Day, my husband sent me an intimate photo of himself and his secretary, Claire Bennett. "I've actually been with Claire for three years. Our child is already two years old. "I'm planning to fake my death in a car accident and then move overseas with her and our daughter." The look of shock on my face made him burst out laughing. "Got you. It was April Fool's Day. You didn't actually believe that, did you?" I had just breathed a sigh of relief when he casually added, "But the part about Claire and me having a child is true." I said nothing as I looked at the smug, provocative grin on his face. What he didn't know was that I'd possessed a Lies Come True System since childhood. Whenever someone sincerely told me a lie, that lie would come true. And the death he casually joked about would become reality just three days later.

I, Darcy Cowell, have been secretly married to my husband, Frank Winston, for seven years. He is the president of a company and has just hired a new assistant. The new assistant, Johanna Scott, is well-behaved and has a voluptuous figure. Scandalous rumors about her and Frank quickly spread throughout the company. Feeling uneasy, I seek Frank out for answers, only to overhear him telling his good friend over the phone. "I'm not interested in her. My wife, Darcy, will always be my only love." I am filled with warmth and relief at those words. A fire suddenly breaks out at the company banquet, and I get crushed under a falling cabinet. Yet, as my life hangs in the balance, Frank turns to run toward Johanna. When I next regain consciousness, I find that I have survived but lost my unborn child forever. This time, I truly lose all faith in Frank. Our child is gone, and I want him gone from my life as well.

BLURB All Aria Scott wanted was relief from a stupid allergy rash. What she got instead… was Dr. Nolan Edison. Cold. Brilliant. Irritatingly handsome—and completely immune to her charm. Most men fall for Aria’s sunshine energy in seconds. Nolan? He shuts her down with a single word: no. But Aria has never backed down from a challenge. Between fake appointments, accidental run-ins, and very intentional flirting, she’s determined to crack the grumpy doctor’s perfectly controlled world. And the more she pushes, the more cracks begin to show. Because behind Nolan’s icy exterior is a man with a past he refuses to face… and feelings he definitely shouldn’t be having for his most chaotic patient. He knows she’s trouble. She knows he’s hiding something. And somehow, between sarcastic banter, stolen moments, and undeniable chemistry, they both start to realize— This isn’t just attraction. It’s something far more dangerous. Because when sunshine meets a storm… someone is bound to lose control.

"I do not need a broken thing. I need a Luna." Those were the last words Elara heard before Alpha Ashren Thalric rejected her. Born without a wolf, she was the pack’s shame, weak, powerless, and unworthy. Broken by the bond he severed, she was left to die in the frozen Forbidden Forest. But Elara didn’t die. Five years later, the Silver Creek Pack is on the brink of annihilation, overrun by a rogue army. Desperate, Ashren begs the Lycan King for help. He expects a relief squad. Instead, he gets General Elara. She isn't the fragile girl he threw away anymore. She is the long-lost Lycan Princess, heir to the Onyx Throne, and the deadliest warrior in the kingdom. Now, Ashren must take orders from the woman he broke, watching her rule with the power he despised. As the war rages, the mate bond reignites, fiercer and hotter than before. Ashren wants her back. But Elara didn't return for love. She returned to watch him bow. Will she save her fated mate or let his kingdom burn?