S Classes That I Raised Novels & Stories

On my wedding day, I got into a car accident and lost the baby I was carrying. My fiancé, Rowan, vanished without a word. All he left behind was a marriage certificate posted in the family group chat, showing that he had married my father’s illegitimate daughter. When I confronted him, he looked completely indifferent. “Tara is sick. She needs your placenta as medicine. I’ll marry you once she’s better.” Everyone thought I would react like I always did. I would be hurt at first before becoming numb and eventually just accepting it. After all, I loved Rowan that much. However, the very night the wedding was called off, I agreed to the marriage my uncle had arranged and left the country. I married my ex-boyfriend’s uncle. Five years later, my husband accompanied me back home to visit my mother’s grave. Something suddenly came up for him, so he asked his useless nephew to host a welcome banquet for me instead. At the entrance of the estate, Rowan stood there holding a sign that read: [Welcome home, Aunt!] The moment he saw me, his gaze burned, but his tone was cold. “So, have you finally come to your senses after all that drama? I’ll give you another chance. Come back to me. Tara doesn’t want to have children. You can do IVF for her.”

During a turf war, I took a bullet for Daniel Wilson. When I woke up in the family hospital after three years in a coma, I discovered that Eva, the showgirl I'd saved from a black market auction, had usurped my place in the Wilson family. My husband Daniel, the family's Underboss, saw that I was awake, and his first words to me were: "The entire underworld recognizes Eva as the woman by my side now. Why did you have to wake up at a time like this?" "Alice and I both love her. She's the one who's been by our side these past three years. And you? You've just been a body in a hospital bed, absent from our lives." "We're through, Sarah." Watching the man I once loved so deeply speak such heartless words, I didn't put up a fight. I simply nodded and gave him what he wanted. But he had no idea the Wilson family was about to burn to the ground.

I watched my family scrape and starve so I could save enough to come to Sicily for a tan, a fling, maybe my first proper kiss— maybe even lose my virginity to a hot stranger I’d never see again. I did not come to wrestle a kidnapped toddler out of a speedboat at gunpoint. One minute I was hiding from a flirty Italian on the beach. The next, I was running barefoot across the sand in a bikini with a terrified little boy in my arms… while men in black suits shot at me. Now the whole island thinks I’m the kidnapper. Especially the grey-eyed man with the gun who looks at me like I’m his next target. I don’t know his name. I don’t know who the boy really belongs to. I just know the man hunting me isn’t a hero and he’s not going to let me walk away. If I survive this holiday, I’m never leaving England again. If he stops looking at me like that… I might even miss the danger. Holy hell. I didn’t just grab any child. I snatched the heir to the Don of the most ruthless mafia outfit in Europe. And his best friend—the grey-eyed man with the gun—wants my head on a spike. I never imagined I’d die a virgin. But here I am.

My cousin stole my fiancé's suppressant on the night of the full moon — just to test how much he loved her. Then she locked me in a room with him while he was out of his mind with pain. Watching Adrian writhe in agony, I wrapped my trembling arms around him and let him mark me. My cousin was devastated. She married the brutal Alpha of the neighboring pack in a fit of spite. When Adrian found out I was pregnant, he had no choice but to make me his Luna. But in five years of marriage, he never once came to see me or our son. After rogues kidnapped us, I thought he'd finally let us go. Instead, he shifted and fought to bring us back — only to die alongside those rogue wolves. I held his bloodied body and watched the light drain from his eyes. With his last breath, he gripped my hand: "Stop saving me! I regret everything… I never needed you to save me…" My heart shattered. Cold wind tore through the hollow in my chest until I couldn't stop shaking, and the world went dark. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that full moon night — five years in the past.

Her husband, the heir to a mafia organization mysteriously dies. To keep the peace between both families, she is forced to marry his ruthless brother. He is cold, calculating, and has enemies who would kill her just for his last name, and she…..well she simply just wants to save herself from the brink of ruin. He says he’ll never touch her, she says she doesn’t want him. They both think the other is hiding something and they’re both right. Love, lust, power, angst. Two opposites, forced together by unfortunate circumstances. Will they prevail? Or will fate further drift them apart?

I am the daughter of the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, my parents are very rich, but I have nothing. When black magic was eating away at me with a month to live, I asked to borrow ten dollars and they said I was "not worthy." I dragged my sickly body to buy the cheapest herbal medicine, but I saw them spending billions of dollars to celebrate my foster sister Vivian's 18th birthday. Tears streamed down my face, I just wanted to spend ten dollars on a piece of fabric and make my own ceremonial robe, even though I wouldn't live to be eighteen.

Freya Daniella Howard, 24 years old, first heir of Howard Constructions is in ‎love with her boyfriend ‎Benjamin, but scared to tell that to her parents ‎because she knows Benjamin will not meet with ‎their expectations. When her ‎mother asks who she is dating, she without much thought says her best ‎friend's ‎name - Rafael. ‎ Rafael, 28 years old, sole heir of Eastmond Builders, secretly dating a model ‎because he ‎knows his high and mighty parents have high plans for him. ‎Though he's not much bothered because he only wants to savor his love-life for now and focus on his dream; to be eligible enough to be the CEO of his ‎family's business. ‎ However, Freya's lie which was intended to be unharmed ruins all his plans ‎and he becomes her ‎betrothal out of nowhere. Their families celebrate the ‎moment and tie them into Wedlock -- too swift for ‎them to comprehend what in the world has happened to them.‎ Is it fate or Freya's heedless mistake that confined them into marriage?.....hard ‎to answer. ‎

“ Let's break up, Miranda. ” His words were likened to fiery knives, piercing through her already wounded heart. “ No, Joseph…. Please don't say this. I — ” Her words became cut up in her throat, seeing the look in his eyes. For a moment, she couldn't recognize the guy in front of her. Where was her caring and compassionate best friend, who never ceased to dote endlessly on her? “ Okay. ” She said, swallowing the lump in her throat. She didn't miss the relief in his eyes. “ Goodbye, Miranda. ” He stared at her one more time, taking several steps backwards until he was out of her sight. Miranda broke down in tears when he was out of her sight, she found it completely difficult to believe what had just happened. “ When did we get here? ” she wondered as the pain in her heart intensified. …. Miranda and Joseph had been best friends since forever until Joseph fell in love with the Queen Bee. Their relationship deteriorated as a result. Despite how devastated she was by the news, Mira still felt happy for him, until she accidentally found out about the evil scheme the Queen Bee had against him. In the end, she became torn between taking a risk on their friendship by telling him about it, or keeping quiet and watching him get ruined. What will she do? Read this book to find out.

Father Khatri is a man of God, truly and wholly, he's given his life to loving God and spreading his word until Matthew McPherson walks through the crumbling doors of his old church. Beautiful and achingly pure, Matthew is a temptation Khatri can't banish, no matter how many prayers he chokes out, or how tightly he grips his crucifix. When the boy's family summons him for an exorcism, Khatri goes, armed with holy water and a weak resolve, only to find such temptation even the strongest of minds couldn't resist. What starts as an exorcism unravels into a collision of guilt and lust, as the priest vows crumble in the face of a sin too delicious to resist. In a town that fears the devil, the true possession is the one tying their souls together....and it's a bond no rite can break.

maya has spent years trying to earn the love and approval of a family that never truly saw her as one of their own. On the day she's supposed to marry the man she's loved for years, she discovers the ultimate betrayal: her fiancé and stepsister have been having an affair. Humiliated and heartbroken, maya walks away from the wedding. What she doesn't expect is an offer from Elias—the billionaire uncle her ex-fiancé's family fears more than anyone. Elias has spent years waiting for the perfect opportunity to reclaim the business empire that was stolen from him through lies and betrayal. Nadia's ruined wedding gives him exactly the leverage he needs. Their solution is a contract marriage. Publicly, they present a united front that shocks the city's elite and destroys the plans of the family that wronged them. Privately, they agree to keep emotions out of the arrangement. But the longer they live together, the harder that becomes. As revenge turns into trust and trust turns into love, a shocking discovery threatens everything. Hidden among old legal records is proof that maya late mother and ELIAS shared a secret connection years before Nadia and Damian ever met. The deeper they investigate, the more they uncover a conspiracy involving stolen inheritances, family betrayals, and a truth powerful enough to destroy the city's most influential dynasty. Now maya and Elias must decide whether their marriage was merely a convenient contract—or part of a destiny that began long before either of them knew the other existed. Because the people who ruined their lives aren't done fighting. And some secrets were buried for a reason.