Running Blind Novel Novels & Stories

Revenge. Sweeter than a kiss laced with honey. Hotter than the deepest depths of hell. And, it hits harder than a f*cking train… I want all of it. I need it more than the air filtering through my lungs. And the constant, unsteady but racy beat of my heart when I’m around them. Darius. Jace. Hunter. It took them five minutes to destroy my life. Faster than it took the eighteen years of my existence for my father–the alpha of the Black Syndicate–to ruin me. I was neglected. Abandoned. Rejected. Pushed around and outcasted by my pack. Now I have to prove myself so my father’s gang won’t kill me. All because of them and by the hands of my father. Want to know the worst part? They are working together. What they don’t know is, once I get released from the juvenile detention center for werewolves I was sent to because of them–I will tear them to shreds. One by one. I, Elise Cartwright, will get my revenge. NOTE: This is an enemies to lovers dark/mafia/werewolf romance where the girl will end up with multiple love interests. (Reverse Harem)

She risked her life to see his face again. It was the biggest mistake she ever made. ​Clover and Zade were the perfect couple until a catastrophic crash shattered their lives. He woke up to an empire; she woke up to darkness. ​For three years of marriage, Clover has played the role of the dutiful, invalid wife, scorned by Zade’s powerful family and dismissed as "unworthy." In the shadows, however, she is the brilliant mind secretly securing Zade’s business triumphs. Desperate to stand beside him as an equal, she enters a high-risk, experimental trial to cure her blindness. ​It works. The light returns with other life changing surprises, but as the blurry shapes sharpen into focus, Clover witnesses the one thing she was never meant to see, her husband with his best friend. A betrayal happening right in front of her unseeing eyes. ​Now that Clover can see the cracks in her perfect marriage, the question isn't if she'll stay... but what she'll do to them.

The night I ran, I left everything behind. My dead fiancé's ghost. His brother's cold hands reaching for me. A father who won't meet my eyes because he's already sold me to the highest bidder. I thought I was escaping. Then a stranger pulled me from the darkness, and I learned what real danger looks like. Damon moves like he owns the world. Talks like every word matters. Looks at me like I'm the only woman who ever made him feel something. He says he's the son the Kings family erased, the bastard they tried to bury. He says Evan loved me and that's why I should trust him. He wants me to sign a contract. One year as his wife. One year to help him destroy the family that destroyed us both. One year pretending to belong to a man who makes my heart race and my skin burn every time. He touches me like I'm fragile. Looks away when I ask about Evan. Holds the truth behind his teeth like it might cut us both. And the whole time, I'm falling. Falling into his warmth. His danger. His impossible kindness that feels too real to be fake. But if I've learned anything from the Kings: the men who save you are always the ones who need you most. And the ones who need you? They're the ones who hurt you in the end. Evan knew something. About my father. Something about the deal that would make the Kings the most powerful in the country. Damon knows too. And the only way he'll tell me? Is if I say yes. Say yes to the contract. Say yes to the fire between us. Will the man holding me survive what comes next? And more terrifying: Will I survive loving him?

My ex-best friend's birthday is also my mother's death anniversary. When I see Susan Lloyd picking a birthday cake with Hans Luther, I know she's going to snatch my husband after snatching my father from me. I won't let her get away with it, though. I don't want to follow in my mother's footsteps and be forced to jump off a building. So, after ruining Susan's birthday party, I leave the divorce agreement I've prepared and move out of my marital home. It's been less than seven hours since the incident. In that time, I've spent one hour packing, one hour getting to the train station, and three hours getting to my grandmother's house. In my final two hours, I convince my grandmother to let me stay. Hans, I don't want you anymore.

From nurse to bride, Elara Jones never imagined her life would take such a dramatic turn. Desperate to escape her crushing debt, she accepts a job as the live-in nurse for Xander Blackbourne:, a billionaire CEO left blind and bitter after a tragic accident. But when Xander’s brother proposes a shocking solution to stabilize the family empire—a contract marriage—Elara finds herself trading her scrubs for a wedding ring. Xander is used to being in control, but his blindness has left him vulnerable and angry. The last thing he wants is a marriage of convenience, especially to the stubborn nurse who refuses to coddle him. Yet, as the two are forced to navigate their new reality, the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. In a world of opulence and power, Elara and Xander must confront their deepest fears and insecurities. Can a marriage built on necessity transform into something real, or will their pride and pasts keep them from finding love in the most unexpected place?

Clara is the maid of billionaire Edward James, who is known as a genius in technology, handsome and rich. He was blind because of an accident in childhood. When they first met, she made a terrible impression on him. From then on, he made it difficult for her with unreasonable requests. But Clara completed all the assigned tasks. Not only that but many times she also made Edward James mad with her clever personality. Along with that, Edward James also felt attracted to Clara because of her resilience and brightness. They had feelings for one another. This is also when Clara realized that the object of the night with her a few months ago was Edward. She is pregnant; he finds out, and it forces them to have a wedding. Married for a few months, Clara miscarried because of Edward’s inattention. From there, their relationship fell apart. The difference between the two’s life views and irreconcilable misunderstandings led them to divorce after a year of marriage. After the divorce, Clara went abroad to study. Five years later, she returned with a child who called her mother and a master’s degree in economics. She and he met again and continued their unfinished predestined relationship.

I used to love my husband. Until he drugged me… Until my eyesight faded into darkness… Until my legs stopped obeying me… And he walked away without a backward glance. June, a cafe shop owner who lost her sight and the use of her legs mysteriously met a young man, Mark Lawson who happened to be sweet and nice to her and even married her despite her condition. But it turns out that Mark isn't who she thought he was. She was merely a bait in the game. Rhys Morozov, a Mafia heir and Don and retired soldier who was sent by his father to eliminate an enemy with the disguise as Mark Lawson, a botanist who has a blind and crippled wife. He keeps drugging her so as to keep on with the lie. Rhys thought she was soft and sweet but turns out after he left, it was only a facade. she wants him at all costs and is willing to do anything to get him. She happens to be in the same unit as his subordinate and he can't seem to push her away, no matter what. Will she find out the truth and will he knows the sacrifices she has to make to get there? especially when she has to lose herself in the process of a forbidden love affair between her and her boss. Trigger warnings: Nonconsensual acts, breeding kink, anal, toy play, praise and degradation kink, breathing kink among others. Read at your own safety.

Vampires exist.  But they aren't the etheral,  seducing types that we are taught about.  They slither and scheme, kill and reduce to ash all that is around them and even worse,  One has claimed my heart as theirs.  Only, he doesn't know I'm not the woman he thinks I am.  I'm not his lover, nor do I want to be.  Kidnaped and forced into proximity with the King of the Dead I learn one thing, nothing is as it seems at first sight.  Hades is a man with power, but Thomas saved me from death.  One is human and the other is close to a God. A greater threat looms in the distance, the humans I wish to stand with are under attack. The Vampire's war is not mine to fight, but can I truly stay on the side lines and watch everyone I have come to care about perish?  And can I truly find love in the arms of a cold detached  man, when warmth and happiness lays in wait for me with Thomas?

When I pushed open the oakwood door to the manor’s study, I never expected to walk into such a scene. Juliana was sprawled across the desk, her posture leaving little to the imagination. As if not R-rated enough, her mini dress was pulled up to her waist, and her black lace clung to her thigh, barely covering her modesty. She looked back with a smile. “Alessia, my back is acting up again. Matteo’s just helping me out.” Matteo, my husband and a Don, rose to his feet, a tube of ointment in hand. He didn’t look like someone who had been caught out. “She couldn’t reach her back, so I thought I ought to lend a hand.” Matteo grabbed the dressing and pressed the gauze against her skin. He sure took his time. Tilting her head, Juliana met my gaze. “Don’t get the wrong idea. We grew up together. That’s how family is. We don’t care about that kind of stuff.” In my past life, I bolted into the room and grabbed Juliana by the hair to yank her off the desk. She turned to the side, shoving me hard into the sharp corner of the desk. I hit my head on the cold marble edge. The next thing I knew, I was a dead body in the morgue. This time, I stood in the doorway motionlessly. Since Juliana wanted to play the game, I’d be sure to hold my cards close to my chest.

For eight years, I was Vincent Capelli's wife, his right hand, and the only person who ever saw the man beneath the Don's cold mask. Then he got drunk at a negotiation, and slept with his secretary. He called me first, voice shaking with guilt. "Bella, I made a mistake. I paid her off. She'll never come back." I believed him. Six months later, he was ambushed in Miami. His secretary drove through a hail of bullets to save him. And she was three months pregnant. When she gave birth to twin boys, the whole Capelli family celebrated. Framed for stealing the family heirloom, I asked for a divorce. Vincent, desperate to keep me, dared me to drink a bottle of 150-proof spirit. He thought I'd never do it. I reached for the bottle. He stopped me, and gave me all the freedom I wanted. "Come back when you're done running," he said. I left and never looked back. Until the night three killers cornered me in an alley.