Rise Of Novel In 18th Century

“Honey, our daughter can’t marry a loser. She is our only child, we can not hand her over to a nobody, especially at such a cruiser time.” Catherine’s mother cried out to her husband. “So, an underdog for a husband. How ironic! As the saying goes, 'like mother, like daughter.”Chloe teased in a low voice, making sure that only Catherine could hear those words. Although Rome said nothing, his blood was boiling with rage and thirst for revenge. “I'll be back,” Rome said.

Alicia Stewart, the eldest daughter of the powerful Stewart family, has outstanding looks but is sidelined after the death of her father. At the age of twenty-three, she regains her shares in the company and a car accident gives her the superpower of unforgettable memories. She smiles contemptuously and moves upward step by step, gradually reclaiming everything she owns. However, another problem lies in front of her. On one side is the gentle childhood friend lawyer, on the other side is the overbearing president of the business marriage, when they both show their love to Alicia, who should she choose?

The sound of the liquor bottle breaking echoed against the walls of that room, making her flinched. She gazed into those intoxicated piercing green eyes hovering over her. "Leave from my room right now, Damien," her sapphire orbs filled with tears of terror, whereas her grip tightened on the towel covering her wet bare body but the person before her didn't follow her words. A shiver ran down her spine when he placed his both palms on the glass door behind her, caging her completely. "We will talk tomorrow when you will be sober up but please leave now," she attempted to push him away but her body froze when he pinned both of her wrists above her head, resulting in the towel slipping from her body. Her naked body trembled, both in fear and cold but the blazing rage in those bloodshed green eyes flamed up her being. She tried to wiggle out from his hold until…. "Do you still love him, Zia?" His question stabbed inside her heart like a dagger. Her tears of fear turned into anger. After she submitted every single inch of her to him last night, he was still asking her that question. "What if I said, yes…I still love Dylan then?" She challenged him but immediately hissed in pain when he dug his fingers in her tender skin. "Then I will kill him right in front of you," his cavernous voice husked against her lips but his words glossed her eyes more. How can he be so cruel that he didn't hesitate before thinking about killing his own brother? Her heart clenched when he pressed his lips against her and whispered those words in her mouth. "Because I will be the only person to ruin you in my love, Zia Damien Karlson,"

Ten years ago, the Harrington family went through a home invasion. My mother, a maid, shielded Liam with her life. Holding my hands tight, Liam promised, "Andrea, don't worry. I'll protect you forever." I believed him. Our bond grew naturally, and we had a beautiful daughter together. Then, she was diagnosed with leukemia. In her last days, all she wanted was to spend one birthday with her dad. I called him, desperate to make it happen. "Millie doesn't have much time left. All she wants is one birthday with you. Can you come?" His voice on the other end went icy. "Really? This your latest stunt? Using your dead mom wasn't enough, now it's our daughter for pity? Disgusting." I tried to deny it, but he cut me off. "Don't mess with her head. Learn from Vivian—she's got a real heart." That night, our daughter passed away. Later, Vivian posted on social media: [Finally taking that couples' trip someone promised me!] I didn't scream. I didn't cry. I just texted Liam: [We're done.]

Waiting for your soulmate to come save the day is hard and growing harder by the day for a certain Wyoming wolf shifter. Stanley Gray never planned on falling in love with anyone other than his mate, but fate has a weird way of ruining even the most meticulous plans. As the second in command of a growing pack and the owner of a small law firm, Stanley thought he had his life in order. But when his heart decides to fall for a mated shifter within his pack, his life plans crumble. Self-hate and jealousy eat at the organized Shifter on a daily basis. Can meeting his mate save his heart? Or will he be unable to let go of the one he can't have?

Lily Montgomery had always believed her life was marked by goodbyes. Her father, a mystery buried beneath lies. Her ex-fiancé, Matteo, who disappeared without explanation, shattering her heart and dreams. And now, her mother, taken by a cruel illness, leaving her completely alone. Returning to New York for the funeral, Lily—a failed writer struggling to rebuild her career—only hoped to close this painful chapter. But fate had other plans. Her father wasn’t dead as she had always believed—he was Luigi Romano, one of the most powerful mafia leaders in the city. And Matteo? The man who walked away without a trace belonged to that dark world… and now he was her future husband. Forced into marriage for her own safety, Lily finds herself trapped between betrayals, secrets, and a love that never truly died. As she fights to escape the mafia’s grasp and uncover the truth about her origins, a new dilemma arises: Did Matteo really betray her, or did he leave to protect her? And worse… will he do whatever it takes to win her back? In a game between past and present, between duty and desire, Lily must decide if she can still trust the man she once loved… or if he is just another lie in her life.

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.

{Dark Romance , only for 18+} ️Neev Agnihotri , heartless CEO of Nav interprices. A handsome young man who lost his mother at the very young age , as his father followed the lead after couples of the year, leaving him all alone with a beautiful responsibility in this ugly world - his younger sister. He loved her more than his own life. He was living a beautiful life with his baby sister , but unfortunately fate played its game which broke him completely. He is left again in this world, but this time all alone. He kept taking breathe with a fire of revenge burning inside of him so bad, that he can go to any extent just to take his revenge.Aarohi Verma , An Innocent, sweet lovely girl who is loved by her family like a princess. Hatred was a thing which she never got in her life. Her beauty was something for which men were ready to do anything . Like every other girl, she also dreamt of her prince charming, with whom she can spend her life happily. But never in her whole existence, she ever thought that her fate is already locked In His Hell.•••••••It's a story of passion, revenge, spark and not to forget , an unknown love

Liam Danvers, was always looked down on and treated badly by his in-laws and everyone around him, including his wife, all because he was broke. Everyone treated him like trash, like he didn't have emotions, and sometimes his in-laws would beat him up. One day Liam's in-laws beat him up and left him for dead on the streets. Just when Liam thought everything was lost, and he was going to die, a couple introduced themselves as his parents.

Like me, it seemed my younger sister was reborn. In our past life, she was obsessed with the golden boy of the elite circle. She would ditch classes, get into fights, and race through the streets at night all for him. In the end, she died for him in a storm and blamed me for all of it. After her rebirth, she manipulated our parents into transferring me to his class, notorious for being the worst in school. "Sis, this time, it’s your turn to get bullied by him. To fall for him. To suffer like I did." I just smiled. Coming back to life didn’t make her any smarter. Even if she lived a hundred lifetimes, she would never be a match for me.