Ring: The Final Chapter Novels & Stories

Abandoned in the middle of nowhere by someone she thought was her forever , her very own penguin, Odette realizes that for the first time in a long time, she is well and truly on her own. Anton is a 26 years old billionaire who grew up in questionable surroundings, when tragic news reaches him , he abandons the life he knows and disappears hurting the one person he cared about . When confronted with the possibility of righting the wrongs of his past, Anton hops on the idea and pursues Odette relentlessly after a ‘ chance ‘ run in at her place of work ten years later Will Odette let the past stay in the past, or will she give Anton another piece of her broken self once more, hoping to God he doesn’t shatter the pieces he broke before. Read on to enjoy the drama between these two, cause as they say the line between love and hate is very thin. ..

The pain was intense, a slow-building agony that seemed to consume her entire being. She felt her soul slipping away, her body broken and battered. Coughing, she looked up at the moonless sky, wishing for a second chance to rewrite her destiny and avenge her parents' deaths. If only there were a God up there, but she knew it was pointless. She could feel her life slipping through her fingers. And when death came, she didn't fight it. She closed her eyes as the footsteps got louder, giving up. …. Zeph gave her all to Lysander, a man she had believed saved her life, only to realize too late, that she was mistaken. Abused and tortured by her supposed perfect husband, she died, only to get a second chance to seek revenge on those who hurt her. However, things started going awry from the first night she met her ex-husband. The man who had always been a devil was now different, almost like an entirely new person. And the truth she thought she knew didn't seem like it anymore.

Detective Adrian Cross built his reputation on one principle: criminals don't escape justice. Especially not the ghost from his past—Damien Salvatore, the mafia kingpin who shattered his heart ten years ago and now runs the most dangerous criminal empire in Los Angeles. Their love story began in high school hallways and ended with silence when Damien's family ripped them apart, because Adrian's orphan background is not worthy of their dynasty. Adrian promised himself he would never be vulnerable again. So he became untouchable and brilliant. The LAPD's rising star. Until Damien's face appears on his assignment briefing, and every carefully constructed wall crumbles. To Adrian, this isn't just another case, it's personal. Adrian will stop at nothing to put his first love behind bars, but what happens when their cat-and-mouse game reignites a connection that defies logic and law? Every arrest Adrian makes, every operation he leads, only draws Damien closer to a devastating truth: the detective hunting him is the only person he's ever loved. As bodies pile up and betrayals multiply, Damien makes an impossible choice that will force Adrian to answer one question: Is justice worth losing everything twice? In a city where loyalty is currency and love is leverage, two men will discover that some evidence can't be buried, and some hearts refuse to be captured.

For the ninety-ninth time, Thomas Wells brought a strange woman home. Following his instructions, I was washing Chloe Brooks's feet. Without warning, she kicked the basin violently, sending hot water splashing onto my face. "Thomas, Ms. Harris just pinched my foot! My feet are for ballet—I'm in so much pain. What am I supposed to do for tomorrow's competition?" Thomas flew into a rage. To punish me, he had someone bring a brazier, and I was forced to press my foot into the burning coals. The smell of burning flesh filled the entire living room in an instant. Thomas paid no attention as I collapsed to the floor, curling up and breaking out in a cold sweat. He turned away, carrying Chloe off to the bedroom. Shortly afterward, I called Thomas's sister, Tracy. "Tracy, I'm sorry. I don't intend to be with Thomas anymore." After that, I left and vanished from his life. Later, I heard that Mr. Wells of the Wells family had gone mad.

On Christmas night, I've roasted a whole turkey and paired it with the finest red wine. Then, I quietly wait for my boyfriend, Don Carlo Carlione from the Carlione family, to come home to me. When Carlo steps through the front door, he doesn't even spare me a glance. Instead, he throws his blood-stained coat onto the couch and starts undoing his cufflinks. "Something important is going on at the family HQ tonight, so I can't celebrate Christmas with you tonight." He sounds very casual, as though he's talking about the weather. I don't respond to him at all. Instead, I just slice my turkey quietly. Later on at 1:00 am, Carlo's ex-girlfriend, Lucia Caruso, uploads a social media post right on time. In the photo, she can be seen resting her head against Carlo's shoulder. The background shows a night sky filled with fireworks overcasting a grand bridge. The caption reads, "He told me he can always keep me company as long as I say the word." I don't hurl my phone in a fit of anger, nor do I call Carlo to demand for answers hysterically. Instead, I just leave a like on the post. 30 seconds later, Carlo calls me. For once, his voice is tinged with a hint of alarm. "This is just a misunderstanding! I'll definitely celebrate next Christmas with you!" I just shake my head with a soft sigh. "It's a shame that there's no next Christmas for us ever again."

In a land where the Luna's worth is measured in her ability to bear children, Amby is an anomaly - a barren Luna, whose only value lies in her position, not her fertility. In a desperate bid to secure her position and save her marriage, she decides to hire a breeder - a woman to bear children for her husband, the Alpha. But this arrangement comes at a cost. As the new breeder, May, begins to settle in, Amby's worst fears are realized. May is not only beautiful and charming, but she has other motives in mind. She has her sights set on Amby's Luna position, and is determined to win over Jake, Amby's husband. Will Amby's love be enough to keep Jake by her side? Or will May's devious plots and schemes destroy everything she has worked so hard to build?

“Who the hell changed the screw tolerance by 0.007 mm?” “I did. Is there a problem?” Kimmy Zabel, our department’s “good-luck charm” and full-time slacktivist, did not even look up from her compact mirror, where she was carefully applying lip gloss. “It just didn’t look right, so I tweaked it. Do you really have to yell at me?” The production line had been running on the wrong spec for twenty-four hours. I hit the emergency stop. Keeping my voice steady took some effort. “These parts no longer meet export standards. If we miss tomorrow’s shipment, even a month of overtime wouldn’t cover the penalties.” “It’s one tiny number. You’re being so dramatic!” Kimmy snapped her makeup case shut. “Anyway, it’s New Year’s Eve. I’ve got a date. I’m not staying here to suffer with you people.” Before she even reached the door, I gestured to the staff to pull the shutters down. “For precision components like these, one number translates into a million-dollar loss. You can take these defective units and explain them to the regulators.”

When Adriano Morelli realized I hadn’t submitted a single household request in three days, he called me himself for the first time in months. “Serafina,” he said, his voice smooth and patient, “the clinic has been cleared. Your file is back on priority. See? When you stop making things difficult and learn how this family works, I make sure you’re taken care of.” He always sounded the gentlest when he was reminding me who held the power. What he didn’t know was that by the time his name lit up my screen, the divorce papers were already drafted. From the outside, I had everything a woman could want: a guarded penthouse, a driver on call, designer clothes, and the last name of one of the most feared men in the city. But almost none of it was mine. The cards were monitored. Cash had to be approved. Staff took Viviana Costa’s orders before they ever listened to me. Even the wardrobe budget, my schedule, and access to the family office all ran through her hands. Adriano called it convenience. Three days ago, I was rushed into a private clinic, blood soaking through my dress, while a doctor told me there was still a chance to save the baby if the emergency deposit was paid immediately. I called Adriano until my hands shook. Viviana stalled the transfer. First there was no direct authorization. Then the amount was too large. Then Adriano was in a meeting and could not be disturbed over something that might not be serious. By the time the money came through, it was too late. The baby was gone. I had stayed with Adriano for two reasons: I loved him, and I believed that when it truly mattered, he would choose me. I was wrong about both. Our child died first. My marriage died with it.

After Amber Louise Yzabelle ran away when she knew that she was pregnant and thought her man died in the accident, she started to live independently with her son, Ethan. Until she met Barack, a renowned businessman who was once her boss and she as the secretary became her fiance. As fate plays her so well, they have to deal with a business in the Philippines where Amber originally came from. What if the father of her son was actually alive but did not know that they had a child would cross on her path once again? Would she introduce her son to him or stand that it was hers and Barack's son? Would she forget and bury everything in the past or she will choose to Remember the forgotten? Remember Me, Aly Book 2

The day after I marry the powerful Don Lucio Ferrari, news breaks that his childhood love, Bella Bianchi, has died by suicide at home. When he hears the news, he locks himself in his study for three days and three nights. When he finally reappears, he walks straight up to me and says, "You will never replace her." For ten long years, he acts as if I don't exist, refusing to speak to me. During the chaos of a mafia shootout, when a gun is aimed straight at my heart, he instinctively throws himself in front of me. "Viola, the biggest regret of my life is marrying you. If there is a next life, please let me go." In the end, he is hit by multiple bullets while saving me and dies of blood loss on the way to the hospital. At his funeral, everyone points fingers at me, saying I bewitched their Don and caused his death. The day after his funeral, I take my own life at his grave. When I open my eyes again, I am reborn three days before our wedding. This time, I decide not to cling to him, choosing instead to let him be with the person he truly loves. But now, he seems to regret it, and I can feel it.