Selfish Sentence Novels & Stories

When I received the news that my fiancé, Ellison Perez, had postponed our wedding for the 18th time, I happened to be walking out of the hospital, clutching my medical report. Once again, he had delayed our wedding for an entire month, all because of my adopted foster sister, Becky. I thought about what the doctor had told me. After hesitating for a long time, I finally dialed Ellison's number. "I can't wait until next month. If we can't get married tomorrow, there won't be another chance." However, Ellison only took my words as another fit of childish willfulness. "Don't be unreasonable, Lily. Have you forgotten how Becky took your place as the hostage? She was tortured for a whole month before being rescued." "It's because of you that she developed severe trauma. Now you can't even wait one more month for her to recover?" I could hear my parents' voices chiming in over the line. "Becky still suffers from extreme fear of men. Ellison is the only one who can calm her down. Isn't it your fault she ended up like this?" "You're being selfish, Lily. A wedding can wait, but Becky's condition can't!" I had known for a long time that ever since that incident, my entire family had chosen Becky's side. Even so, tears streamed down my face. "Fine," I said softly. "Postpone it." I clenched the medical report tightly in my hand. They did not know that just moments ago, the doctor had told me the truth— I was in the final stage of liver cancer. I only had one month to live.

Before I turned eighteen, I was the adored principessa of the Moretti family. That all changed on my eighteenth birthday, when my father brought home an orphan girl named Carina. "She needs a home," my father said. "You will look after her, like a sister." From that moment on, nothing was the same. My brother, who once doted on me, became cold and distant. And my fiancé... his love for me seemed to halve overnight. The family praised Carina for being gentle and obedient, calling her a far better daughter than me, their own flesh and blood. After being cast aside for Carina one too many times, I finally broke and grabbed my father's sleeve. "Does blood mean nothing at all?" My father's fury ignited. He sheltered a tear-stricken Carina behind him, and in front of every member of the family, he struck me across the face. "You selfish waste. I wish I'd never had you." "You bring shame to this family," my brother Marco's voice was as cold as a blade. "Get out." And my fiancé, Vincent, looked at me with disappointment,"If only it had been Carina I was engaged to from the start." They thought I would grovel at their feet, like I always did. But I said nothing, just walked to the family safe, removed the official documents, and drew a single line through my name. I took the engagement ring from my finger and placed it on the table. I gave Carina everything they felt I didn't deserve. After all, I only had a few days left to live. But they had no idea then that amid the ruins of the Moretti family, they would one day kneel in the rain and plead for my return.

Lilliane’s life began to spiral into chaos and danger when her guardians forced her into an arranged marriage with 68-year-old media magnate Arnulfo Fuentes in order to save their company from bankruptcy. In desperation, unable to bear the thought of him benefiting from her young body, she made the decision to give herself to a much younger man. However, the consequences of that night were far more than Lilliane ever expected. Terrified of Mr. Fuentes, she broke the agreement. She fled from her ruthless guardians and the man she was supposed to marry. But neither her guardians nor Mr. Fuentes would stop searching for her, especially Fuentes, who would not rest until he had what he believed to be ‘his’. However, it wasn’t just her guardians and Mr. Fuentes who were after her; the handsome stranger to whom she had given her virginity was now also seeking her out after reading the article about her upcoming marriage to the famous media magnate. Intrigued by Lilliane’s intelligence, bravery, and remarkable skill in evading those hunting her, his interest in her only grew stronger. As her family’s business continued to crumble, Mathilda, her aunt, became even more determined to find her and push through with the arrangement that Lilliane was desperately trying to escape. But Lilliane could not allow that to happen, especially since everything was now at stake—her freedom, her future, and her baby. She had to fight to protect the things that mattered most. In a world ruled by power, money, greed, and betrayal, will Lilliane be able to overcome those who seek to control her for their own selfish gain, or will she fall into the hands of those she’s been running from—or into the arms of the father of her unborn child?

Barbara and her sister Linda had always been at odds, but their rivalry reached a new level of intensity when a DNA test revealed shocking revelations about the paternity of their sons. The test showed that Barbara's son Lawson was actually the biological child of ex-husband Casey, while Linda's son Irvin was not the son of Casey as she claimed. After the DNA test revelation, Casey pleaded to Barbara to forgive him, accusing Linda of tricking him to marry her all for her selfish gain for the family inheritance. After long consideration Barbara accepted him back This discovery set off a bitter feud over the family's substantial inheritance. Linda, desperate to secure her share, hatched a sinister plan to eliminate her sister. One morning, as Barbara was driving to work, she was ambushed by Linda's hired hitmen. They forced her out of her car and shot her , leaving her bleeding on the side of the road. Miraculously, passing Good Samaritan witnessed the attack and rushed Barbara to hospital. Doctors worked frantically to save her life, extracting three of the bullets, but one remained lodged precariously near her ribs. The trauma of the assault, combined with the severe head injury she sustained in the fall, sent Barbara into a coma. While Barbara fought for her life, Linda seized the opportunity to manipulate the inheritance, exploiting her sister's incapacitation to claim the lion's share for herself. Barbara's devoted husband Casey remained by her bedside, praying for her recovery. After years in the coma, Barbara miraculously regained consciousness. Filled with a renewed determination, she set out to reclaim what was rightfully hers, engaging in a fierce legal battle against her conniving sister. The sisters' conflict escalated, with both of them willing to go to extreme lengths to secure the family's wealth and legacy.

“You’re disgusting, you used me,” I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief, my voice shaking with emotion. “You’re a vile, selfish bastard, and I hope you rot in hell.” A twisted smile tugged at his lips, and for the first time, I saw him for what he truly was. “You’re so dramatic,” he said with a laugh. “You hate your father too, don’t you? You’ve always resented him. And now you’re upset because you caught me with another woman? Is that it? Jealous? You should have learned by now to share your husband with other women, Emma.” “Shut up!” I screamed, my voice breaking. He chuckled darkly. “Come on, Emma. Both your father and brother-in-law have been doing the same for years. It’s not that big of a deal, is it?” *** Emma, a powerful CEO, hires struggling actor Ryan to be her fake fiancé at her sister's wedding. Their staged romance turns real, but Emma discovers Ryan's betrayal and walks away with her head held high. Six years later, Ryan returns to win her back, unaware of the secret Emma is hiding and a dark threat is closing in. As threats loom, will they overcome the past, or lose everything? Can they survive the danger and reclaim their love, or will they lose everything? *** "Mum, where is my dad?” “I don’t know,” I lied. “But you don’t need to worry about that.” “But Mum, how can you not know? The boys said you must be a bad woman if you don’t know who my dad is,” James said, “Please tell me I have a dad.” he started sobbing. Shit!! My honeypot!! “You had one,” I said, my voice breaking. “But we lost him in an accident.”

I've been married to billionaire CEO Christopher Hayes for two years, and only now does my ex, Benjamin Clarke, decide to propose. The rumble of engines echoes as a fleet of black trucks lines up neatly outside my private estate. The drivers unload box after box of gifts—luxury watches, fine jewelry, couture gowns, and even a grand piano. Standing proudly among the shower of rose petals, he announces, "Sienna, I told you—the only reason I had a child with my sister-in-law was because my older brother died in an accident, and she wanted to keep our family's bloodline alive. "The baby just turned a month old. I've fulfilled my promise to her, and now I've come to marry you!" I lounge in the heated pool, having just finished my postpartum recovery exercises, and I can't even be bothered to look at him. He knits his brows, and his tone turns patronizing. "I know you're upset, but you're the heiress of the Grant family; you have everything you could ever want! Why can't you show a little compassion for a widow who just lost her husband? "I know it was selfish of me to make you wait for two years, but I'm back now! Our wedding will be held in three days. I can tell you still care about me. If not, why would you greet me in such a revealing bikini?" His overconfidence makes me chuckle. "Guards, get him out of here! I'm trying to swim here." What a joke. I've just welcomed the heir of Hayes Group into the world, and Christopher has been insisting that I take our baby home to visit my parents. Yet, somehow, I end up running into this idiot.

"Do you enjoy your nightmare?" He interrogated, with a loud voice, while smirking disgustingly. I dare not answer him. I won't! because my life matters most to me. "Do you?" He inquired, and this time around his voice became hoarse and more frightening. He's a beast. A disgusting wolf who wants to take my blood for his evil purpose. He alarmingly twirls around me, and I know for sure that I'm doomed. His finger caressed my face, and I shiver in anguish. He's the beast that I can't run away from. He was delighted to see me suffer, and presently he's keen to attack. His fangs were now out, and he smirked widely. I close my eyes, not ready to see my death before me. But then! Someone suddenly appears inside the cave. The person growled loudly, with bloodshot-eye. "Let go of my Mate!" He demanded, with a possessive voice, which made the beast who had been lurking over me, shiver. *** Scarlett Hunter is just a weak human girl who sees supernatural creatures. She was abused by those she calls her parents. On the night when she was to be raped, she was saved by a strange creature who was known as a beast to others. Others fear him, but she fell in love with him, despite being aware that he isn't a human. He's an immortal Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. 'What would happen to her when she finds out that loving those from the supernatural realms would lead to her sacrificing herself, for their gain?' 'Will Scarlett die while sacrificing herself? Would she sacrifice her? And what would emerge when she finds out that being selfish would lead to the death of her mate?'

In the fifth year after my death, my wife, Yuna Lane, visited my apartment once more. She wanted me to take the blame for her childhood sweetheart's corporate fraud crimes. "Finn, Joe is going to be elected the chairman of the Trade Association. He can't afford any blemish to his reputation. Will you only be satisfied by thoroughly ruining him? "It's only two more years in prison! Joe said he'll give you a job once you're released. Stop being so ungrateful!" Her screams and shouts startled my neighbors. … When she banged on the door once more, the woman who lived across from me finally stepped out into the hallway. "Miss, stop banging on the door. He died long ago." "He's dead?" The woman sighed. "Yes. I hear it goes back to that fraud case years ago. The victim's family wasn't happy with the sentence, so as soon as Finn was released, they had him run over and killed.” My wife's face turned stark white upon hearing the truth. However, barely a few seconds passed before she let out a cold scoff, confident this was all just a scheme of mine. "Great. He's willing to fake his death just so he can get out of helping Joe. Does he really think I'm helpless and powerless against his schemes? Tell him that his parents are dead meat if he doesn't show up in three days!" She then violently kicked the metal grills of my door before strutting away on her high heels. The woman watched her walk away with bloodshot eyes, shaking her head in pity as she muttered under her breath, "Poor guy. His old man died soon after hearing of his death..."

*She was banished to die. He saved her to possess her. Now three kings want to claim her… and the secret she carries could shatter kingdoms.* Elysia Belrose has spent her entire life as nothing—scentless, powerless, invisible. The night her mother dies, she drowns her grief in the arms of a brutal stranger who makes her feel wanted for one perfect moment… before shattering her: *“Don’t get the wrong idea. This didn’t mean anything.”* Two years later, she finally finds hope when Killian, the Alpha’s son, claims her as his mate. She tells herself she can earn his love. She’s wrong. When she discovers him in bed with the Alpha King’s daughter, her rejection provokes his rage. Beaten bloody and accused of seduction, Elysia is banished to the Wildlands for 100 days—a death sentence wrapped in mercy. But the man who saves her is the same stranger from that night. The one who broke her. Rhaegar Draven. The Alpha King. He doesn’t want her. He doesn’t believe in second chances. But when she begs for 99 days of protection, he agrees to one condition: she stays silent, obedient, and out of his way. Except Elysia is hiding something that pulses beneath her skin, growing stronger with each passing moon. A forbidden bloodline. A secret pregnancy. And a truth that makes her the most dangerous woman alive. Three men are hunting her—one who wants to reclaim her, one who wants to breed her, and one who’s trying to convince himself he doesn’t want to burn the world down to keep her. But Rhaegar’s wolf knows what he refuses to admit: she’s his. His mate. His queen. His salvation and his ruin. In 99 moons, everything will change.

"Boss.. Boss please forgive me! I was drunk so I thought she was one of the clan's whóre I swear I didn't know she was yours" The man begged like his life depended on it. "Which hand did you use to touch her" Aurelio spoke calmly. "My.. My... L-Left-" He wasn't chanced to finish his sentence when Aurelio cut off his left hand completely. Blood splashed on his cheek as it began bumping out of the man's hand. "Aarrrgghh!!!" The agonizing cry from the man echoed in the room as he peed on himself. Aurelio turned to Amour who looked horrified with the scene she just witnessed. His hands found his way to her neck and he gripped it tightly, bringing her face close to his so he could have a clear view of the terrified look on her face. "This.. Is just the highest level of my kindness compared to what I can do. Remember this, you're mine! Mine to touch, mine to fuck, mine to do whatever I want with... No one else... But me" A drop of tear fell from Amour's eyes. •••• Aurelio Giovanni is the second in command of THE DARK BULLS, one of the biggest mafia empire in Los Angeles, he's the underboss He ruthless, to him "second chance" doesn't exist in his vocabulary Just like air, one never knows his next move. He can be as calm as a gentle breeze but the next minute, a raging hurricane What happens when he sets eye on 22 years old Amour who's just curious to discover the world around her? How did both of them meet? What happens when Aurelio claims Amour as his possession? Will Amour ever escape from his déadly clutches? Or not? What if there's more to it than what meets the eye?