Rwby Forever Fall Novels & Stories

Ethan Cole is a billionaire tech heir who needs a relationship as soon as possible. Not for love, but to secure a powerful merger and win control of his family's empire. Desperate, he turns to the most unexpected person: Jamie Rivera, his charming, openly gay best friend with dreams of owning an art gallery. What begins as a harmless fake romance soon turns into real emotions, with stolen glances, strange desires and forbidden kisses. But with jealous exes, ruthless family rivals, and the media watching their every move, pretending to be in love might destroy everything, unless they’re brave enough to make it real. A swoon-worthy, slow-burn romance where fake love turns dangerously real and one kiss was all it took.

All Cara ever wanted was to be able to take her Beta boyfriend Dane as a chosen mate. But when he unexpectedly loses his rank and her true mate comes along, she finds herself torn between the title her mate can give her, and the unwavering loyalty Dane offers. With Dane fixated on revenge and stopping at nothing as he ruthlessly schemes and plots to regain his place in the pack and his woman, he must overcome those who seek to play him at his own game. And ultimately, Cara must decide whether to play with him or against him. **Trigger Warning: ontains coarse language, erotic scenes and cheating**

When Evelyn eagerly looks forward to her mate ceremony, she is betrayed by both her mate and her best friend. Not only does she lose her mate, but she is also offered as a gift to the infamous, ruthless Lycan King—Alexander. After losing his fated mate, Alexander’s wolf begins to spiral out of control, turning him into the tyrant everyone fears. His rare ability to hear others’ thoughts only drives his wolf further into madness—except when it comes to Evelyn. For some reason, he cannot hear her thoughts, and yet she alone can calm his raging wolf. Still, Alexander isn’t sure if Evelyn is truly the luna he has been searching for. All Evelyn wants is to go home. But when she tries to escape and is caught, she is sentenced to death—only to discover, in that very moment, that the brutal Lycan King is in fact her second chance mate.

The morning after a one night stand with her high school crush, Ava woke up alone, with a note on the bed stand,stating that he has left the country and the house is her's now. Two months later, she found out she was pregnant, torn between what decision to make as the supposed baby daddy was about getting married to someone else, even tho he confessed his undying love for her, the night, they made love. Having to Navigate through medical school being a single mom of identical twin boys. What will Ava do after discovering that all is not as it seems in this love story, read to find out, where this journey leads.

Mae has been hunted, branded, and sold. Every system she touches breaks, every place she hides collapses, and she has no idea why. Until the Fallen Five take her. Ashar the unyielding. Riven the haunted. Kaine the weapon. Lucien the shadow-born. Sethis the hacker-devil with a grin. Each of them is bound to Mae in ways none of them understand, drawn to her by threads of fate tangled long before she was born. Their broken home stirs when she arrives, as if recognizing its missing piece. So do their hearts. The galaxy calls her dangerous. The Fallen call her theirs. Ancient prophecy calls her the Divine Fracture, a living reset bound to all five of them. Mae never asked to save anyone, never asked to love anyone. But the more she falls for each of them, the more her power awakens and the more dangerous the truth becomes.

‎One night,   I  couldn't forget, one particular man I can't forget. I had expected him to be my best friend,  someone I have a crush on like forever, but now staring at some random stranger  in my bed, and I know I fucked up. ‎.... ‎Everything he does pulls me  to what I shouldn't have done ‎ ‎Fuck, ryo.... I want to ruin you and make you mine  he growled . ‎I can feel a smile on my lips as I unbuttoned his belt. ‎Ruin me I said  as soon as I saw  his Junior  stand Free  from his boxer  standing so proud,   staring at me,  like it couldn't wait for me, neither I could. ‎

"The House of Mortem has taken what belongs to us. For years, they have raped our girls and women, burned our houses, and taken our brothers captive. Tonight, we take back what is ours and restore the lost glory of the House of Vagamor." If Alpha Orvyn knew better, he would have read the stars and counted the cost before going into battle against the all-powerful Alpha Kazamir of the House of Mortem. To bring down the usurper of his father's throne, Alpha Orvyn made a promise to his late father's grave stone to get back what was rightfully theirs, no matter the cost. Most of her subjects outside the castle walls thought Princess Olive lived an enviable life. But little did they know that the Princess is nothing less of a bargaining tool in the hands of her powerful father, Alpha Kazamir. He wanted to marry her off to the arrogant Alpha Cassian of the House of Stortstrand in return for his riches and ruthless mercenaries. The paths of the two lost souls cross in what seemed like a cross fire, sparking off an incandescence of forbiden love between them. Will the duo be able to navigate the forbidden route of their new found love? Wiill their secret romance bud into rainbows and rubies, or will it rain blood and hell on them?

Note: Currently Editing the entire book, please read it later. Thank you. Book 1 - Falling for the Rogue Alpha Book 2 - Falling for the Heartless Beta Jacob Summers was a playboy and liked to sleep with all kinds of women. He was strong, domineering while Bethany Middleton was a sweet type of woman who used to worship her father. She was independent, wise and strong, but she had a one-night stand with Jacob, an enemy to their pack. After her pregnancy was discovered, she was kicked out of the pack, and became a rogue.

I went to the bar to blow off steam. He went to escape his world. Neither of us expected that moment. One too many drinks and I did the unthinkable. I kissed a stranger. Not just a kiss. A desperate, heated, reckless mess of lips and need. Right there in the corner of the bar, I kissed him like he belonged to me. And for a second… it felt like he did. No names. No promises. No consequences. When I walked into my new job the next morning, and saw him behind the desk. Matteo Russo. Billionaire. CEO. Cold-hearted devil in a tailored suit. And now? My boss. He remembers every detail. So do I. How long can I survive working under the man whose touch still burns on my lips?

I canceled my ticket to Iceland. Even the customer service agent sounded confused. “There are only two seats left on this flight. Are you sure you want to cancel?” “Yes,” I said. “I’m sure.” We had been together for four years. Every February, he flew to Iceland. He always said it was for a photography project. On social media, he only posted glaciers and the northern lights. Whenever I said I wanted to see the aurora too, he would tell me, “It’s too cold there. You wouldn’t be able to handle it.” Then yesterday, I helped him organize an old hard drive. Inside was an encrypted folder named **February**. When I opened it, every photo was of the same girl standing beneath the same northern lights. The light was soft around her. Even the strands of her hair glowed clearly in the frame. The only photo he had ever taken of me was outside our apartment complex. Backlit. Out of focus. My eyes were squinting, and my entire face was blurred. At the time, he had even laughed and said, “As long as you can tell it’s you, it’s fine.” So it wasn’t that he didn’t know how to take good photos. He just never wanted to take them of me. For four years, he chased the northern lights. And every time, the same person stood beside him. The farthest light I had ever seen was nothing more than an Iceland photo he had posted carelessly online. While I was packing my things, he called me. His voice was rushed. “Weren’t you the one who kept saying you wanted to see the northern lights? Why did you cancel the ticket?” I hung up without answering. Iceland was too far. The aurora was too cold. Since he was never willing to come toward me, I would walk toward the light on my own.