Sdot Go Real Name Novels & Stories

During the holidays, I've worked my ass off just to whip up a feast filled with my wife, Willow Steele's favorite dishes. But soon, my mother-in-law pulls out a paternity test report and announces with a smile that the birth father of my daughter, Naomi Johnson, is actually Willow's childhood sweetheart, Luther Lloyd. Everyone bursts into laughter before saying teasingly that "no wonder Naomi looks so much like Luther". Willow's father even pats Luther on the shoulder while looking at him as though the latter were a part of the family. What stings my heart the most is that Willow is laughing so hard that she can barely stand up straight. So, that leaves her clinging to Luther while she taps Naomi on the forehead with a finger. "Go on, call Mr. Lloyd 'daddy.' He's your real dad, after all." Naomi, who has always kept me at an arm's length, rushes into Luther's arms without hesitation and starts calling him "daddy" sweetly. I fall silent for a moment as I watch everything unfold. Then, I draw to my feet and look at Willow. "Let's get a divorce." But Willow just chuckles icily in return. "Must you go that far? My mom was just joking around." When I'm about to leave, Willow turns to tell the others, "He's just being ridiculous. Once I give him the cold shoulder for a few days, he'll still beg me to return to his side pathetically." But what Willow doesn't know is that I've chosen to endure everything she's hurled at me out of love in the past. Now, I want nothing more than to leave her permanently.

Carl Larson's intern is about to die, and her only wish is for him to sleep with her once. I disagree, and he says I'm petty. "It's just a one-time thing. She's about to die! Why do you have to assume I'm up to something dirty?" Is that so? I've seen them together more than once, though. I later agree, and he's relieved… until he sees me lying on his operation table for an abortion. He widens his eyes in disbelief. "What are you doing here?" I smile. I want him to murder his child. I want him to regret this for life.

My mother-in-law brings a woman from the countryside. She looks like she's up to no good when she asks my husband and I to care for the woman. My husband is a mama's boy through and through. His gaze darts around, and he doesn't object to his mother's words. Is it a trend nowadays for people to serve mistresses on a silver platter? It looks like I'll have to do my best in "caring" for them, then…

"I was able to pass the baton of truth. But it did not only cost me my life, it also cost me my family's life. If only I was living an ordinary life, maybe.. maybe..." ____ Fate: You're presented with new life. Choose your fate. ____ "Make it ordinary" ____ Fate: Alright. ____ Have you heard that Fate is cruel? It's true. ____ If you can chase it. (Fate whispered)

Knoxville sneered at me. “Say what you want to say right here. You're not welcome in my house,” he thundered, his voice dripping with disdain. I couldn't believe his audacity. “You're a nobody who betrayed me! I was the one who helped you, and this is how you repay me?” I shouted, my voice echoing through the neighborhood. Knoxville smirked. “I'm somebody, remember? I told you about my luxurious life before I was disowned. Don't act like you did me a favor,” he said, his tone ungrateful and arrogant. Getting betrayed by the person you love and trust so much after given him your entire life could be the worst betrayal in your life. But coming back stronger to make him miserably by using his brother could be wonderful paybacks right, She has decided to choose the right revenge.

I was a street performer with no name, a ghost hired to wear a dead man’s skin. My mission was simple: Become Alexander Blackwood. Marry his icy fiancée. Sign over the forty-billion-dollar empire. In exchange, my dying sister lives. But the woman waiting at the altar isn't the socialite I was trained to seduce. She’s a wolf in silk—a twin who murdered her own sister to take her place. She doesn't want my money; she wants my soul. She knows I’m a fraud, and I know she’s a killer. In the gilded halls of the Blackwood estate, we are two monsters playing house, waiting for the first one to blink. Every night is a battlefield. Every kiss is a betrayal. She pins me to the silk sheets with the cruelty of a Queen, but when she whispers my real name in the dark, the mask slips. I was supposed to be her puppet, but I’m becoming her obsession. And as the real killers close in, I realize the only thing more dangerous than the lie we're living... is the heat of the truth. He’s a fake heir. She’s a replacement bride. In a world of silver spoons and sharpened knives, love is the deadliest sin of all.

A human girl ventures into the pack of the wolves in search of a cure for her sick father even though she's aware of the consequences. The warnings were clear; humans were forbidden from crossing the pack borders, but Rea was desperately in search of a wolfsbane while Damien Remington, alpha of the Darkclaw pack—the same pack she'd just invaded and broken the rules—was ever ready to ruin humanity tirelessly. Rea had crossed that line and it infuriated the most why? Because she hadn't only come to steal a wolfsbane but her scent intoxicates and messes with his senses. How much can punishment can be inflicted to a human intruder in order to get her scent of out of a mysterious alpha's senses for good. Find out.

Like cats and dogs—that’s how Nick and Jessica’s relationship was. Jessica became Nick’s temporary secretary because his male secretary had to take a leave. Nick was allergic to female secretaries, believing that none of them were trustworthy and that they all had hidden agendas. That’s why he never hired a female secretary. But this time, he had no choice—he couldn’t handle everything on his own without a secretary. And Jessica was the only one available, personally trusted by his best friend, Andrei. Even though he was "allergic," he had to endure it—after all, it was only for three days. But how could he possibly endure it when, in less than a day, she was already making a mess of things? She was only proving his belief that female secretaries were unreliable. And how could Jessica prove that she was a professional and skilled secretary if her temporary boss—grumpy and seemingly carrying the weight of the world—had already judged her without giving her a chance? How long could they put up with each other? And could love possibly bloom when, from the very beginning, they already had the worst impression of one another?

Victoria died with hatred in her heart—slaughtered by the very family she once trusted, her inheritance stolen, her daughter condemned to a cruel fate, and her name dragged through the dirt. In her final moments, she made a vow… If she ever had another chance, she would destroy them all. When she opens her eyes again, Victoria finds herself ten years in the past—back to the moment where everything first went wrong. Back to the house that broke her. Back to the people who ruined her life. But this time, she isn’t the naïve, obedient girl they once controlled.

Everyone believes Aria Vale has everything. Daughter of the elusive billionaire founder of Vale Global, she lives behind quiet luxury and a reputation for kindness. To give back, Aria secretly funds scholarships for underprivileged students at Northbridge University, never revealing that she is the real heiress behind the fortune. One of those students is Lena Ward—a girl Aria rescues from poverty and personally sponsors. But Lena wants more than a scholarship. When Lena discovers who Aria really is, she begins weaving a dangerous lie—slowly convincing everyone at the university that she is the mysterious Vale heiress. Suddenly Aria becomes invisible. Her classmates mock her. Professors doubt her. And the man she thought loved her—Daniel Hart, charming, ambitious, and dangerously opportunistic—abandons her the moment Lena claims the billionaire name. But Lena’s biggest mistake is thinking Aria is weak. Because Aria Vale isn’t just a quiet girl with money. She’s the heir to a business empire built on ruthless strategy—and she’s about to prove that kindness should never be mistaken for helplessness. As secrets unravel and alliances shift, Aria prepares the ultimate revenge. But when Adrian Cross, a cold and powerful rival billionaire, enters her life with his own hidden agenda, Aria realizes something terrifying: The lies surrounding her identity may run far deeper than Lena’s betrayal. And someone might be trying to erase the real heiress entirely.