Somewhere In Time Plot Novels & Stories

I was the firm’s star. The one they called for the impossible cases. My latest miracle? The “Titan Project” patent case. I made the firm a billion dollars. My cut was supposed to be a two-million-dollar bonus. But today, a fresh-faced intern waltzed off with it. I thought payroll had made a mistake and stormed straight into the senior partner's office. “Preston. My two-million-dollar bonus. Tell me there’s been a mistake.” Preston didn’t even bother to look up. “Victoria, I’ve looked into it. We won this case because of Chloe’s client management.” “She was schmoozing clients. Late-night golf games. Weekend yacht parties. While you were what, exactly?” “You never showed your face outside the courtroom. Teamwork is everything.” I almost laughed. It was absurd. “She’s a rookie who can’t even recite the rules of discovery.” “Enough!” Preston cut me off. “The firm doesn’t make mistakes. I see what everyone contributes.” “If you're not happy, you can prove your worth somewhere else.” He tossed a severance agreement on the desk. My heart went cold. I signed it on the spot. Before I left, I got the last word. “Preston, next time the firm has a real fight on its hands, you’d better call your social butterfly, Chloe. Don’t bother me.” He blew a perfect smoke ring, smirking right through it. Unfazed. Soon later, my phone blew up. It was him. Begging me to come back and save his ass.

They say Paris is a home for love, a home where broken hearts come to heal and lonely souls hope to begin again. A place where the streets carry stories of passion, mistakes, and second chances, and where people arrive believing that somewhere between the cafés, the quiet alleys, and the lights of the city, they might find the love they lost or the love they have been waiting for. But I didn’t just find love. I found a love so forbidden that even the sun had to look away. I did everything according to my checklist. But being fucked every night by my Boss and his step son was never on the list. My name is Elara, and this is my story.

Chelsea is caught in a web when she is captured by Dylan Cross, the most notorious mafia don of Miami's underworld. But on the surface, he is the sweetheart of the city and a highly generous philanthropist. She tries to escape but all her efforts prove futile. Over time, she accepts her fate and decides to plot carefully on her next escape plan. She also plans to gain his trust and swindle him in the end before escaping. However, she begins to see a side of Dylan that is both endearing and lovable. She is torn in her feelings but she still clings to her plan. Over time, events spiral out of control and put her in an ultimate dilemma. What will she do? Will she fall in love with this devilish mafia don? Or will she go through with her plan to escape?

In my last life, my brother Leo—the heir to the Moretti crime family—stripped our estate bare of every last soldier, all for a Vegas jaunt. All because his new flame, Scarlett, had a jones for the high-roller tables. The Volkovs—our rivals, the very ones Leo had just pissed off—saw their opening and stormed our gates. My mother, Sofia, took a bullet meant for me. Died protecting me. I blew up Leo’s phone, my pleas turning to screams. He didn't answer. He waltzed back in after the shooting stopped, bringing our men home, but far too late for it to matter. Then, the news from Vegas. Scarlett was gone. A suicide note left behind. In it, she painted me as the monster. The one who’d leaked our weaknesses to the Volkovs. The one who'd orchestrated a fake kidnapping and torture plot, all to drive her to despair and lure Leo home. A perfect, tragic lie. Leo read the letter calmly. Then he burned the letter and told me, "Forget it. It's handled." Father tore into Leo for abandoning his post, for leaving his family to die. And me? I was named the new Consigliere. But after the celebration, Leo cornered me in the wine cellar. His face was a mask of cold fury as he pressed the barrel of his gun to my forehead. "This is for family traitors," he hissed, his voice pure venom. "The throne is my birthright, not some backstabbing bitch's prize!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Right in the middle of the fire and the blood. This time, I shoved my mother behind me, dragging her toward the panic room. And the bastards who were too blind to believe me? They’ll regret it.

Dina has always lived a complicated life so she doesn't have many friends. Her Dad is in prison, her Mom is remarried, and she spends most of her time in the streets picking pockets. Dina does this for a good reason--for a new life somewhere far away. But as she gets closer to her goal she meets David Choi, the infuriating goody-two-shoes in her new high school. He's perfect in all ways and exactly the kind of guy that Dina can't stand. But for some reason, they can't stay away from each other. And when secrets from their past begin to threaten them, sweet lies are told, and no one knows if they can get over them to finally be together.

Neel, the spoiled brat…used to get nightmares every night of the same girl who abuses him in his dreams. He was frustrated, exhausted and was determined to find the woman who tortured his dream because somewhere he knew, he must have met her somewhere; she definitely existed in the world. And when innocent, nave and childish Anna met her Prince Charming, who is none other than Neel, He decided to marry her to take revenge from her for those nightmares.

I spent six months and over $300,000 planning our wedding trip to the Maldives. We had invited both sets of parents. It was supposed to be a small family wedding before we started our married life. I was a dock captain, running Pier Seventeen on my own and making more in one month than Ethan made in a year as an ordinary office employee. But when his childhood sweetheart Bianca heard about the trip, she begged to come with her parents. Ethan agreed without hesitation. He changed my parents’ first-class tickets to economy and gave their seats to Bianca’s parents instead. His whole family supported his decision without a second thought. So I changed my own travel plans. I canceled the villa, the private ceremony, and the wedding dinner in the Maldives, then took my parents somewhere else. That was when Ethan finally started to panic.

Book Two of the Fated Series picks up six months later. Alpha Dante Rosenthall has recently taken over for his father as Alpha of the Shadow Falls pack. He is known by everyone as a just leader who will fight for his pack until his very last breath if need be. However, there is still something missing from his life. He does not know what it is but knows that he will never be whole without it. Ziyah Trelinin is Light Fae who was born from a powerful lineage of Protector Fae. She was held captive for thirty-seven years by Dark Fae. Being tortured day in and day out without fail threatens to fracture her mind as much as it fractured her body. She is aided in escaping them by a musical voice she hears in her head for the very first time. It tells her that it is time to go to her destiny and that he can protect her. She escapes but is soon being followed by the enemy. She used to long for death but now longs for one chance to actually live and remember what freedom feels like. Ziyah makes it to the border of Shadow Falls but is severely attacked by wolves working for the Dark Fae. The enemy will stop at nothing to get her back but are not the only threat. Dante uncovers a plot and secret alliance that can destroy everything his people have fought hard for. Ziyah has scars that most cannot see but Dante does. His gift allows him to see inside– her pain, fears, and memories. Can he help her heal enough to let him into her heart? The most important question is simple. How far are you willing to go to protect the one you love?

My best friend, Clara Wilder, has baked an apple pie for me. But I don't hesitate to give it to my pregnant dog. That's because I've gotten reborn. In my previous lifetime, Clara had bound the Fertility Transfer System to me. If I were to eat the food she made, the baby I was pregnant with would be transferred into her womb, and she would be the one giving birth to them. Clara had married into the wealthy Gray family. For three generations, the Grays were only able to produce one heir each. That was why her in-laws desperately needed her to bear them grandchildren. Since Clara couldn't get pregnant at all, she decided to target me, her newly-wedded best friend. I went to great lengths just to get pregnant every time, but right after I ate the food Clara made, I'd go through a miscarriage by accident. Just like that, Clara was able to give birth to four sons in a row. She became the apple of her in-laws and her husband, Colton Gray's eye, which made her ego swell like mad. In the end, Clara and Colton hatched a plot where they accused me of cheating on my own husband. With my reputation flushed down the drain, I got kicked out by my in-laws. In the end, I starved to death on the streets without a penny under my name. At the end of the day, Clara wants children very badly, doesn't she? After I get reborn, I decide to give her some special "babies".

Savannah thought marriage would bring love, but her world broke the day her husband Nathaniel gave her divorce papers and chose Cassandra instead. Left with nothing, Savannah ran away, hiding the one secret that could change everything—she is carrying Nathaniel’s child. Alone and desperate, she finds work in a small laundry, but fate leads her into the path of a powerful man who saves her life. While Vanessa and Cassandra plot to take everything, Savannah fights to stand strong for herself and her baby. Two men. One secret. A woman’s fight to rise after betrayal. Will Savannah remain the broken wife Nathaniel cast aside, or become the treasure he lost too late?