Reverse Thinking Novel Novels & Stories

I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my chest as the three of them surrounded me, their eyes burning with an intense fire. 'You're ours, Soraya,' one of them growled, his voice low and husky. 'And we're going to claim you, no matter what it takes.' I tried to resist, but my body betrayed me. My heart raced, my pulse pounding in my veins. One of them grasped my waist, pulling me close. His lips crashed down on mine, a fierce and possessive kiss that left me breathless. Another took over, his kiss soft and gentle, but no less intense. Another had his lips trailing down my neck, sending shivers down my spine. And finally, there was the last, his kiss fierce and passionate, leaving me gasping for air. I hated them, I loved them, I wanted them. The conflicting emotions swirled inside me like a storm. I knew this wouldn't last as I could only be with one of them eventually but in that moment, all I could do was surrender to the forbidden passion that consumed us all. Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Soraya is reduced to an omega and forced to navigate a danger filled werewolf pack. But when she starts school at the werewolf academy, she's determined to clear her name and regain her strength. As she delves deeper into the truth, she finds herself torn between the triplet heirs- three powerful and seductive werewolves who are determined to claim her as their own. But can she trust them, or will they destroy her like they destroyed her past? When she has to make a choice, who will she chose?

"Cum now, princess." Zeke ordered as he flicked open the lock on the cock cage around Eli's cock and his body convulsed as the long-denied orgasm tore through him. --------- ‎“I need you to—fuck—I need you to hurt me.” ‎There. The silence came. Not shameful. Not violent. Just truth. ‎Zeke ripped the shirt from Eli’s back. calculated. His belt snapped once. Eli flinched, eyes wild. ‎“You don't get color,” Zeke said flatly. “You say red, I won't stop. And until I'm sure you're tamed, I don’t care if you beg. You wanted to feel something? You’re going to feel everything.” ‎The first crack of the belt made Eli jolt. The second had him gasping. ‎By the fifth, he was moaning. ‎By the seventh, he whispered Zeke’s name like a prayer. ------ Two lovers. Then three. Eventually four. A relationship built on dominance, obsession, and unrestrained desire. ‎No contracts. No safe words. No rules—just raw, brutal fucking. A war of ownership. A battle for control. A dangerous game that turns a dominant into a trembling switch under the right hands. ‎ ‎What happens when a dominant with a submissive lover becomes the fixation of another dominant—one with darkness in his veins and sadism in his smile? ‎ ‎What happens when the confident, untouchable dom unravels, his hidden masochism dragged to the surface by the only man ruthless enough to tame him? ‎ ‎What happens when a discarded, shame-soaked nymph, branded an abomination by her family, falls into the hands of three lovers who have no intention of letting her go—who will worship, ruin her, and show her that her hunger isn't sin... it's survival? A twisted journey of control, obsession, and raw desire—unfolding across three sinful tales: Loved in the Dark. Fucked into Obedience. Seduction and Sin.

Dr. Hayes cleared his throat, glancing at the screen.“The child’s DNA… it matches yours.” She froze. “No… no, that’s impossible. I’m just his nanny.” Ten years ago, Bree Washington carried a child for a wealthy, anonymous couple. She was paid, promised secrecy, and told never to return after the child's birth. But life happened, putting her in a broken place... causing her to search for any means of survival. Alas, Bree gets a job as a nanny for a billionaire’s young son. The boy is sharp, stubborn, and oddly familiar. The man who hired her is cold, commanding, and haunted by loss. His wife is gone, and he needs someone he can trust to guide his child… someone who understands him in ways no one else can. Bree thought her past was behind her. She thought being a nanny would create her a new life.. But some mistakes never fade… And some secrets refuse to stay buried. Love doesn't cost a dime, but in Bree's case? Love indeed would cost her every part of her life due to her billionaire mistake.

Kayla Matthew is a bar waitress and a sex worker with secrets too heavy for her young shoulders. Struggling to care for her terminally ill mother and brilliant teenage sister even if it means dancing on the edge of her morals every night. But life has other plans for her. When she met Damien Cole, a billionaire, a heart surgeon, and a single Dad. A man haunted by a past he can’t outrun. When his cold-hearted ex-wife refuses to attend their daughter’s school event, he desperately hires Kayla to pretend to be the perfect mother. When he realizes she’s the only one who can calm his daughter’s panic attacks. His family was against bringing her into the mansion. But what they don't know is that it was never her plan to be a sex worker. What begins as a transaction spirals into something much deeper. But secrets and past wounds threaten to destroy the fragile bond they’re building. Because love was never part of the deal and promises? But what will happen if his ex-wife does anything to get her killed? Will she escape from the danger they are plotting against her.?

The novel consists of several mini-stories about therapy sessions at a therapy clinic named "Soulmate", but the letters "m-a-t-e" were broken in a storm. Each mini-story is narrated by both the psychologists and the patients, describe the patients' worldview, why they do what seems "mentally ill" to us. We often say that the patients' head is abnormal, that their way of thinking is so weird. But is there any possibility that it's because they received different (whether right or wrong) information, so they react differently? Is that just because we "normal people" haven't got enough understanding about this world? Throughout the story, we could see that therapy sessions are a two-way arrow. While the experts are affecting the patient, the patient is also influencing them,“When you look deeply into the darkness, the deep darkness is also looking into you". The story does not make any conclusion about who is right or which world is real, maybe all of them are real, maybe they are all virtual, or maybe, it all doesn't matter. Isn't the world where we live? Wherever you live, that's your world.

After the cruel death of her father, Harper Harrington, a lowborn omega is forced into the ruthless world of Blackthorn pack when her stepmother marries the Alpha. The Whitmore triplets now her step-siblings, powerful, ruthless and untouchable resent her presence and hide their growing obsession for their stepsister even though they were mated to someone else. With enemies lurking around, Harper must decide if she would succumb to the forbidden bond that could destroy them all or rewrite her destiny.

One ritual gone wrong. One girl bound in chains of blood. Salomé’s life is stolen the night she’s dragged into the mafia underworld… and the wolves that rule it. Cassian, Rhett, and Matteo, Three men tied to her by hunger, oath, and obsession. They’re her captors and her shields, her executioners and her only chance at survival. But every oath demands a price. And every touch pushes her closer to the truth: she was never prey. She was prophecy. And when her power rises, every world, mafia, pack, and temple, will fall to its knees.

Keep your legs open, baby. That’s it… eyes on me.” One had his hand around my throat. Another had his mouth between my thighs. The third… God help me, he was the one who whispered the filth that made me forget my name. Three of them. All at once. Tearing me apart like I belonged to them. And the truth is—I did. Because I gave them my body the night I lost everything else. The night I got fired. The night my boyfriend left me for my best friend. The night I nearly ended it all. But I’d been kind to a stranger once. Gave him my umbrella in the rain. Smiled at him even when my world was falling apart. That man? He found me drunk and desperate on the edge of ruin… and offered me something darker than a second chance. To be theirs. All three of theirs. Not a girlfriend. Not a wife. A plaything. A prize. A pet. Now I wake up in silk sheets. I don’t work. I don’t pay bills. I only exist to please them. And Daddy doesn’t like when I cry. He likes when I beg.

WARNING! This is a slow, calculated dive into sin, secrets and promises. I cannot guarantee a "happy" ending, but I assure you, you will hear yourself moan to the pages of this sin, you will feel it deep down your stomach and you'd beg yourself to stop reading. If you're brave and seeking an experience better than your last one, let's ride. If you're not, go back to your shelf. --- Some contracts are written in ink. Others in blood. Lola's was written in silence. Trapped in a loveless marriage, Lola, a plus-size heroine continues to shrink herself under her husband's authority and constant reminder of how her mere existence disgusts him while being secretly worshipped by three men, who should be protecting her, but instead, ruin her and each other to have her. One dangerous agreement between her and her husband launches her into their world, opens her eyes to their flaming desires. Now, she is worshipped in the bed of her father in-law, revered by her brother in-law and her husband's best friend lives for the air she breathes. She got power like she had never imagined. The tables turned.

"You shouldn’t be here." Lila’s voice trembled, betraying the iron resolve she clung to. Cassian smirked, his broad frame blocking the doorway. "And yet, here I am." His gaze lingered on her, dark and hungry. "You didn’t think I’d let you go so easily, did you?" Two years ago, he shattered her heart with a rejection that still stung like a fresh wound. Now, the powerful Alpha stood in her doorway, his scent wrapping around her like a forbidden promise. "You made your choice, Cassian," she said, stepping back, even as her pulse quickened. "I’ve moved on." "Have you?" His voice was low, dangerous, as he closed the distance between them. "Because I haven’t. Every moment without you has been hell." Lila’s breath hitched as his hand brushed her cheek, the touch sparking a fire she thought had long since burned out. "You don’t get to do this," she whispered, though her body betrayed her, leaning into him. "I’ll do whatever it takes to make you mine again," he growled, his lips just a breath away from hers. "Even if I have to fight the entire world you to prove it." But Cassian isn’t the only one after her heart. And this time, Lila refuses to be anyone’s second choice.