Seat Buddies Novels & Stories

Sienna was born the Alpha’s daughter, yet she grew up like a shadow in her own pack. After her mother’s death, love became a privilege she was never granted. Her stepmother’s cruelty was quiet but constant, her stepsister adored while Sienna was trained to obey, not to lead. Power flowed in her veins, but she was taught to shrink until she believed she was worth nothing more than her silence. Cassius was her only constant. The future Alpha, the boy who stood in front of her when others sneered, who promised protection with bloodied knuckles and fierce eyes. But packs do not run on childhood promises. As they grew, the elders whispered that Sienna was weak, unworthy, a liability. Lies spread, carefully crafted to rot her reputation from the inside out. When fate revealed them as mates, it should have been a blessing. Instead, it became a weapon. Cassius’s claim to the Alpha seat trembled, and the pack demanded a stronger Luna. Sienna overheard their plans and began pulling her heart apart stitch by stitch, preparing to disappear. At the mate recognition ceremony, Cassius hesitated. And in that pause, everything shattered. He rejected her publicly, accused her of manipulation, and broke her wolf before the entire pack. Sienna did not scream. She simply broke. Then came the secret. A child growing inside her. A life she would protect at any cost. She fled. She survived. She rose. Years later, Sienna returns no longer weak, no longer begging, with a child whose eyes mirror Cassius’s soul. The bond reignites, but she is done being chosen last. This time, Cassius must burn his world down to earn her back.

Twenty-eight years ago, Arthur Blackwood and Edward Hart — founders of two rival business empires — promised that one day their families would unite through marriage. Everyone assumed that meant Adrian Blackwood, Arthur’s formidable thirty-nine-year-old son and CEO of Blackwood Global, would marry Vivian Hart, the polished, camera-ready eldest daughter groomed for the role since childhood. Instead, at the engagement gala meant to formalize that match, Adrian names the Hart family’s overlooked second daughter instead: Arabella. Twenty-four, quiet, curvy, and long accustomed to standing in her sister’s shadow, Arabella has spent her life being the one nobody chooses first — not because she isn’t enough, but because she stopped performing for rooms that never made space for her. The marriage begins as a transaction neither of them fully understands. Arabella suspects she’s a strategic instrument in a plan Adrian hasn’t disclosed. Adrian, a man who has built his life around control and restraint, finds himself unsettled by a woman who wants nothing from him — no status, no performance, no permission to take up space. What unfolds is not instant passion but something slower and more dangerous: comfort. Silence that doesn’t need filling. A man who says little but shows everything in what he does — the coat draped over her shoulders before she asks, the room cleared of a magazine bearing a cruel headline before she can see it, the seat saved beside him at a table designed to make her feel like an afterthought. As Arabella begins to unlearn a lifetime of shrinking herself, and Adrian begins to unlearn a lifetime of needing nothing from anyone, their arranged marriage becomes the one place both of them are finally, quietly, seen.

On the first day of my rebirth, I turn straight into the bedroom of Don Raffaele Caruso and begin undoing my clothes. In my previous life, I was in a marriage of convenience with his son, Matteo Caruso, but there was no love between us. We were notorious in Liberty City's mafia circle. Matteo believed I was the reason he lost his first love. He thought I had deliberately gone into his room the night he was drugged with an aphrodisiac, trapping him in a marriage. Hence, for eight years after our wedding, he stayed out drunk every night and refused to come home. Even when I went into obstructed labor and was on the brink of death, he never asked about me even once. Then, the hurricane came. A storm surge swallowed Liberty City. The harbor collapsed under the waves, and there was only one seat left on the evacuation boat. Everyone thought Matteo would keep it for himself. Instead, he shoved me hard onto the boat. "Go! I'm giving you my chance to live, Chiara. If there's a next life, don't come saving me again. I just want to be with Lucia." The next second, his body was dragged into the pitch-black sea. I survived, only to be hacked to death by a rival family afterward. What Matteo never knew was that he wasn't the only one who was drugged that night. His father was too. This time around, I step into the room just as the effects of the aphrodisiac take hold. Raffaele is currently forcing himself to endure it, his control stretched to the limit. I walk over and say softly, "Let me be your antidote, Don Caruso."

"Oops, I did it again. I played with your heart, got lost in the game.” I close my eyes; I am enjoying the sun on my face and the wind in my hair. The sound of my voice echoing across the fields. Then I open my eyes; I am scared out of my mind by someone standing over me. "Where did you come from?! You should not creep up on people!" "I can ask you the same thing, what the hell are you doing out here?" His eyes run over my body, and I can see amusement build in his smile. "I never thought I would see the day that I find a clearly lost woman in a wedding dress in the back seat of a car singing to Britney Spears." Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the façade that he brings. Jenna Davis, a girl that decides to leave her husband at the altar, runs away to the small little town where Tyler lives. She gets stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. Tyler is the one that finds the poor damsel on the side of the road. Even though he finds her situation amusing, he is immediately captivated by her. She pushes him to his limits and brings the danger that he craves, that he desires. The two soon send off on a whirlwind relationship, but there is one thing that Tyler refuses to give…his heart. Will Jenna ultimately win his heart?

When my mother went into kidney failure and needed a transplant, it was Pauline Maynard—on the brink of death herself—who gave my mom a second chance at life. Just before Pauline passed, she gripped my hand tightly and whispered her final words. "Summer, Ricky is my only son. He's rebellious… and fragile. Please, take care of him. Just three years, please?" I gave her my word. Then I moved into their home and gave Ricky everything he needed—love, comfort, a sense of safety. For three years, I stayed true to that promise. By the third year, Ricky had transformed. No longer the wayward boy he once was, he rose to become the Mafia Don Ricky Lenza. And I was carrying his child. As I busied myself with wedding plans, I overheard something I was never meant to hear—his voice, low and mocking, as he wrapped another woman in his arms. "Summer? She's just pretending to love me for the sake of my mother's inheritance and a stupid deal. A gold digger like her dreams of marrying me? What a joke." A sharp pain pierced my chest, like thorns stabbing deep beneath the skin. On the way to a prenatal checkup, we were hit in a crash. My baby didn't make it. And my mother, sitting in the passenger seat, shielded me with her life. When I woke up, I stared blankly at the date on my phone. Three days left. That would've marked the end of the three-year promise. I realized then—I'd paid my debt to Pauline in full. It was time for me to go.

I always knew that being a werewolf was going to be complicated, but I never imagined that my life would be turned upside down by the very pack that I was born into. As the daughter of the pack's beta, I always knew my place and my duties. But when I found my mate, the Alpha's son, everything changed. Despite our undeniable connection, our love was forbidden. Our Alpha, my mate's father, deemed me unworthy of his son and rejected me from the pack. As I struggled to adjust to life as a lone wolf, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. The pack was embroiled in a war with a rival pack, and I knew that my former family needed me. As I returned to the pack, I discovered a web of deceit and betrayal that threatened to tear apart everything that I held dear. My mate was at the center of it all, torn between his duty to his father and his love for me. As the war between the packs raged on, I had to navigate the dangerous landscape of werewolf politics and fight for my place in a world that had rejected me. But as the truth behind the conflict was revealed, I realized that everything that I had thought I knew was a lie. I had to choose between my loyalty to my pack and my love for my mate, even as the stakes grew higher and the danger became more real than ever before. With each chapter of "Alpha's Rejected Pride," the tension builds and the stakes get higher. As werewolf battles rage and romance blossoms, you'll be on the edge of your seat, wondering what will happen next in this thrilling and passionate tale of love and war.

“Say it like you mean it, darling,” he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, “and I might stop.” * My mother got remarried… and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me “stepsister.” But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It’s anything but brotherly. There’s something wrong with them. Something not… human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they’re angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don’t know what they are. But I know one thing… whatever’s hunting me now, I won’t survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is… part of me doesn’t want to escape. Because whatever they are… I crave it. And once they claim me, there’s no coming back. One more thing… All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there’s one in particular… One… * AUTHOR’S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It’s dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, “Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt.” But if this is not, then…

When a Don Virelli dies under suspicious circumstances, his daughter Lena is handed a single solution to save her family: marry Dante Moretti. The truce between their warring families depends on it. Lena agrees, but she doesn’t know that she’s already met Dante once before. Months earlier, drunk in a bar, she spent one night with a stranger who called himself “Luca.” He was kind, patient, and gone by morning. Now the man sitting across from her at the official engagement meeting is cold, calculating, and watches her like he knows a secret she’s forgotten. Dante Moretti knows. He was undercover that night, and the moment he saw Lena at the Moretti-Virelli dinner, he recognized her. But admitting it would expose years of lies—starting with her father’s. What starts as a forced alliance turns into something more dangerous: obsession, jealousy, and a slow, unwilling trust. Dante protects her with ruthless efficiency, but every time he pulls her closer, he risks exposing the truth When the truce breaks and the Romano Family enters the picture, Lena and Dante are forced into real proximity. Kidnappings, betrayals, and a war behind the war pull them deeper into a conspiracy that started years before they met. Lena learns her mother made deals with their enemies. Dante learns that protecting Lena means burning down everything he built. Through gala attacks, safehouse confessions, and a pregnancy that changes the stakes, Lena stops being a pawn. She learns to run the Virelli holdings, negotiate with the Commission, and fight for a seat at the table. But trust is fragile. An old one-night stand is leaked, scandal erupts, and their marriage is pushed to the breaking point.

"Oops, I did it again. I played with your heart, got lost in the game.” I close my eyes; I am enjoying the sun on my face and the wind in my hair. The sound of my voice echoing across the fields. Then I open my eyes; I am scared out of my mind by someone standing over me. "Where did you come from?! You should not creep up on people!" "I can ask you the same thing, what the hell are you doing out here?" His eyes run over my body, and I can see amusement build in his smile. "I never thought I would see the day that I find a clearly lost woman in a wedding dress in the back seat of a car singing to Britney Spears." Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the façade that he brings. Jenna Davis, a girl that decides to leave her husband at the altar, runs away to the small little town where Tyler lives. She gets stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. Tyler is the one that finds the poor damsel on the side of the road. Even though he finds her situation amusing, he is immediately captivated by her. She pushes him to his limits and brings the danger that he craves, that he desires. The two soon send off on a whirlwind relationship, but there is one thing that Tyler refuses to give…his heart. Will Jenna ultimately win his heart?

“So, you just use me for your safety and leave when you want?” His voice was dangerously low, making everyone shiver. Everyone but Lucia. She looked him square in the eyes, no hint of fear in her clear hazel gaze. “Mr. Sinclair, from the bottom of my heart, I’m truly grateful for your help and for being there for me—but I have nothing to offer you.” Adrian chuckled to himself, hands in his pockets. Lucia was back. The fire in her eyes said it all.... Lucia Gregory has never known an easy life. As an orphan shuffled between foster homes, she learned early on that the only person she could truly rely on was herself. Now in her final year of college, she juggles her demanding studies with long, exhausting shifts at a high-end bar tucked away in the city’s elite district. The job pays the bills, but it also serves as a front-row seat to the world of the wealthy—a world she has no desire to be a part of. Adrian Sinclair. Young, devastatingly handsome, and impossibly rich, he is the heir to Sinclair Enterprises, a global conglomerate built on power and prestige. But despite having everything at his fingertips, Adrian's life is anything but simple. Lacking basic family warmth as a child,he was taught that everything he wanted could be bought with money but when he comes in contact with Lucia,she changes the whole narrative. He feels sudden attraction to her and tries everything to get her,mere fascinating blossoming to something deeper. Will this encounter lead to a simple love story? Will they be able to stand strong when Lucia's past comes knocking and it is discovered that Adrian's family has a hand in it?