Sao Sleeping Knights Novels & Stories

Two weeks before my wedding to Alexander Hayes, he invites his friends over to our small home. During dinner, Alexander keeps groping me, whether intentionally or not. After they finish eating, I overhear their conversation as I clear the dishes and walk past the study. "Alex, Lydia's quite something. I touched her earlier, and her skin's so soft. She nearly pulled my soul out. "If you don't mind, let us guys have some fun with her once she pays off the debt for you. We'll help you cover the cost of whatever Kay wants." Alexander chuckles softly, his voice casual and careless. "Sure, I don't mind. I've been sleeping with her for so long, I'm already sick of her anyway. "Just make sure she doesn't rat us out to my grandpa... Actually, forget it. She's blind anyway, so she won't figure it out." For two years, I've devoted myself completely to taking care of Alexander, yet he's ready to throw me into other men's beds, using my body to settle his debts. I stand silently at the doorway, feeling absolutely nothing. Of course, I know that someone else has been replacing him for a year. The person who holds me close night after night isn't him, and the child in my belly isn't his either.

Susan was devastated when she found her husband sleeping with another woman. She packed her bags and left the marriage. When other men gave her attention, Mark couldn’t take it. Jealousy was written all over his face. “Come with me. I will take you home “He grabbed her hands intending to walk away with her but she pulled them away irritably. ” I am sorry Mark, but you are my ex-husband and I wonder what all this drama is for. I have my life ahead of me and I am never going to get dragged behind by you. I will choose who I want to be with and it is not you.” Then she moved to another city to start her new life unaware that she was pregnant with her ex-husband’s baby. But another man appeared in to the picture and forced his way in to her life. Ethan Griffins was a stranger she met in the club and danced with intimately to get back at her ex-husband not knowing that she would be married to him the next day. “Your wife…. You are scaring me. Please, I am not ready for this kind of a jock. We are practically strangers and I just got out of a marriage that didn’t do me any good. Why would I want to get married to you and when did I even agree to marry you” she stammered. Her brown eyes dilated as she searched his eyes for answers. “It doesn’t matter what is going on in your head but now you are mine and you will stay with me if you want peace in your life. “

Noah Stark was supposed to marry Genevieve’s cousin but was forced into the arms of Genevieve because his future wife's family treated him awfully, like a criminal, and looked down on him as the dirt underneath their boots until they found out who he was. For a moment, Mr. Cornell stared at Noah, and then he looked down at the resume in his hand, it took him a while before the light bulb spiked in his head, and he shouted, “Cease him!” Immediately, a guard fist slammed into Noah's jaw, and another struck him in the face, gashing his lip and causing Leo to scream and cry louder. ‘Glenn,’ Noah thought as his jaw tightened at the sight of his future wife, sensing his only emotion for her was a feeling of annoyance. “A house help… Cousin, your standard has dropped after your husband's death… How can you degrade from a CEO and governor's nephew to this thing right here.” Glenn said, her tone full of disgust. “Can you please stop, Glenn!” Genevieve snapped at her, tired of the constant smug remark from her cousin. “Watch it, Genevieve.” Mrs. Carnell warned her coldly. “My daughter is right. While Glenn is about to get married to the only heir of the Stark family, you are here fooling around with an idler. If word gets out about this, who would want to marry you again? You are already a widow, and now you are sleeping around with a ‘nobody! You should get remarried quickly to save face before any more scandals appear in the press and ruin this family!’”

At the annual company raffle, I had barely stepped onto the stage when my supervisor, Lily Smith, pressed a crumpled slip of paper into my palm. "A special reward for our top salesperson," she chirped. "Go ahead, open it. Let everyone see." Under the eager gaze of the crowd, I unfolded the note. Written in messy handwriting were the words: Clean the company toilets for three days. The room erupted in laughter. Lily folded her arms, cocked her head, and smirked at me. "Nice, right?" she said. "Everyone knows those sales of yours came from sleeping with old men. Dirty money. To keep things fair, the others get a break, and you pick up a little extra work. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" The laughter surged again, nearly lifting the roof. From the side of the room, my boyfriend, Seth Hoffman, the company's CEO, watched everything unfold. As usual, he said nothing in my defense. They all thought I would fall apart, cry, or make a scene. Instead, I simply gave a calm nod. The very next day, the company was hit with over three hundred property cancellations. Its cash flow collapsed overnight. That was when Lily and Seth rushed to me, demanding I go plead with the buyers. I smiled and said, "No thanks. I wouldn't want to help the company recover and end up with strong numbers again. That might make everyone even more uncomfortable."

"Bitch! Still trying to play innocent?" Jasper said as he tightened his grip on Renea's throat and squeezed harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea... What was even more shocking was that the woman in the video was Renea Morris, but the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to get the phone out of Jasper's hand and tried to explain, "Jasper, it was not what you think... I... I can..." Jasper looked at Renea with disgusted eyes as he said, "Let's call off the wedding. I can't marry a woman like you." After saying that, Jasper walked out of the store. Renea runs after Jasper. But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the Vipers for the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adoptive parents were involved in this... They are all doing this to her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea's heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose them to the public... But before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she was killed... But when Renea opened her eyes, she found herself in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went back to the time when it all started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled into a cold smile... She was back... But this time... she was back for revenge...

Is your wedding day supposed to be the happiest day of your life? Well, not if you happen to be the substitute bride! On her twin sister's wedding day, Kyla Eva Fuentabella takes on the role of substitute bride. Enzo Denver Mondragon is the groom, but little do the guests know that he is marrying Kyla Eva, the other twin sister of Kylie Eve. It went unnoticed that the renowned model Kylie Eve Fuentabella had a twin sister named Kyla Eva. Kyla remained hidden, serving as a backup and the most adept at concealing her twin sister's controversies. On her wedding day, Kylie Eve flees, prompting her twin sister, Kyla Eva, to take her place. Kylie assured Kyla she would return in three days. However, things go differently than expected. Since then, Kyla hasn't had the chance to see her twin sister. Unfortunately, Kyla is now forced to assume the role of Kylie Eve and become Enzo Denver Mondragon's wife. This situation is difficult for Kyla, as she has always had feelings for Enzo but has given up pursuing him because her twin sister, Kylie, also loves him. How can Kyla escape from Enzo's sweet kisses and temptation? Can she meet Enzo's needs and satisfy him? What will happen if Enzo discovers that the woman sleeping on his bed is not the same woman he promised his ring of love? A story of love that will melt your heart, give you a rainbow of laughter and fill up a bucket of tears.

One face. Two lives. A marriage built on a deadly lie. Grace thought the hardest part of her life was being an orphan—until she discovered she wasn’t one. Found by the wealthy biological family who abandoned her, Grace isn’t greeted with open arms. Instead, she’s greeted with a cold-blooded ultimatum: Become your sister, or watch your adoptive mother rot in a prison cell. To save the only woman who ever loved her, Grace must step into the designer life of her twin, Isabella. That means navigating a world of backstabbing elites and, most dangerously, marrying Sebastian Vane. Sebastian is a man who rules with iron and ice. He doesn't want a partner, he wants a contract. He doesn't want love, he wants a pawn to secure his empire. “No love. No expectations. No children,” he warns. Grace is happy to oblige. After all, she isn't even the woman he thinks he’s marrying. But as the lines between her life and Isabella's begin to blur, Grace realizes that Sebastian is hiding secrets of his own—secrets that link their families in a web of blood and betrayal. Now, trapped in a golden cage with a man who sees everything, Grace has to play the performance of a lifetime. Because if Sebastian finds out she’s an impostor, he won't just break the contract—he’ll break her. She’s living her sister’s life. She’s sleeping in her sister’s bed. But can she survive her sister’s husband?

Everyone in Sirano knows that Lorenzo Gallo only likes one type of woman—submissive and docile. I happen to fit those criteria. When we're dating, Lorenzo has gifted me jewelry, villas, and even a harbor. He has also prepared a grand proposal for me. After the proposal, Lorenzo tells me that the Don has ordered him to sire an heir with his widowed sister-in-law, Elena Marino. Only when an heir is produced will the Don acknowledge Lorenzo's wedding with me. Since then, the phrase that he utters to me the most is "just wait for a little longer". I have to wait for Lorenzo throughout all 99 nights of him sleeping with Elena. I need to keep waiting till she gets pregnant once again. Just as I think all the waiting has come to an end, I accidentally overhear a conversation between Lorenzo and his best friend. "Lorenzo, the hospital has confirmed that Elena is pregnant with a boy. This means you must marry Susanna now." "It's impossible for me to be with Elena in this lifetime. But Susanna is very docile, not to mention she loves me with all her heart. She's the best candidate for my marriage." It turns out that the man I thought who loved me deeply had fabricated those feelings just to protect another woman. That night, I no longer drag out Howardson University's invitation, and chose to leave for a ten-year classified medical research program abroad. Lorenzo Gallo, I don't want your misplaced love anymore!

In the third year after my fiancée, Iris Ford, falls off a cliff during a sketching trip in the mountains, I accidentally walk into her personal art exhibition. The person I have longed for day and night is right there, gently adjusting the scarf of the young man beside her. The walls are covered with portraits she once promises to paint only for me, but every subject of her paintings is that young man. Violet Bardot, Iris' best friend and the one who once helps me handle her funeral affairs, grabs me anxiously. "Graham, don't do anything rash. Iris has her reasons. After Jack Glenwood saved her, she suffered from a head injury and lost her memory. She didn't mean to stay away." I smile at how ridiculous she is. "It's one thing if Iris lost her memories, but did you lose yours too? Since Iris is still alive, why do you not bring her back? You've watched me live in pain and misery for three years. I had to rely on sleeping pills just to get by. Do you find that amusing?" Violet falls silent and doesn't dare to look at me again. The young man named Jack hides behind Iris timidly. In the next moment, Iris turns to look at me with a frosty expression. "Mr. Stevens, I do not wish to go back. The person I love now is Jack. Since I've forgotten my past, just treat it as memories from a previous lifetime."

My husband died in a fire trying to save me, leaving behind a mountain of debt and a newborn child. I worked hard to pay off the debt while raising the child, only to unintentionally discover that my husband hadn’t died at all. Instead, he was sleeping with my cousin. “Honey, you’re so clever. You transferred all the company funds and faked your death, leaving that stupid wife of yours to shoulder all the debt. “She’s so clueless that she doesn’t even realize the son she’s raising isn’t hers, that I swapped him out. Once she’s done paying off the debts, the three of us can live a great life together.” I silently sneered, pretending I knew nothing, and continued to raise the child. Twenty years later, my son returned home after studying abroad. The company went public in New York. On the day of the IPO, my cousin appeared arm in arm with my husband, holding a paternity test. “Claire, your husband never died. We’ve been together all these years. Alex is my son. Now that you’ve been his mother for so long, isn’t it time to return him to me?” My husband also presented a divorce agreement. “I built this company from scratch. It’s premarital property. Sign the divorce papers, walk away with nothing, and you can leave now.” I smiled and told him, “I’ve prepared a special gift for you too. I wonder if you’ll like it."