Tails Sitting Novels & Stories

"Marianne, it's finally time for you to pay me back what you owe me." the cold man sitting on the sofa said to me. "Please Sir, a little more time is what I ask for, I'll get your money back as soon as possible." I pleaded tearfully. "You don't need to pay money." he smiled and looked at the man standing beside him. The man moved closer and placed a neatly fold brown envelope on my palm. "We have filled in for you, today you'll be going to sign in as Xander's next mistress in Xander's mansion and what you'll have to do there is just simple." the evil man started. I listened attentively even though I was almost shitting on myself. "Do everything you can to make sure Mr Xander Knox falls for you, then break his heart" My heart stopped squeezed immediately he said the word. How was I supposed to make a cold man like Xander Knox fall for me?

On the day my sight returned, our family doctor, Anna Leone, stood right in front of me and mouthed to my husband, Don Marco Vitale, "Double the lubricant tonight. I promise it'll send you straight to heaven, my Don." Marco pressed a gentle kiss to my eyes. Then he turned away and replied with the same silent lip movements, "You little tease. That mouth of yours—and the one below—I'm crazy about them both." The two of them exchanged a knowing smile, convinced their secret was flawless. What they didn't know was that not only had my vision fully recovered—I was also fluent in lip-reading. My gaze drifted to the bottle of lubricant sitting brazenly in the wall cabinet. I said nothing. Instead, I quietly sent a single text message: [Papa, I've decided to come home.] In three days, I would vanish completely. All I would leave behind for them would be the hollowed-out fortune of billions—and that bottle of "lubricant" I had replaced with high-strength industrial superglue.

My wife, Jana Webster, uses her work at the company as an excuse to skip out on Leah Haynes, our daughter's field day. She even tells us not to participate in the activity. Having noticed how disappointed Leah looks, I decide to take her to the field day myself. As soon as we walk into the school, I spot Jana sitting on the couch located on the stage with her first love, Barton Ritter, as well as his son, Trenton Ritter. They look so close, as though they were an actual family of three. With a microphone in her hand, Jana goes on and on about how she's capable of keeping her family happy while maintaining a successful career. As she speaks, she smiles at Barton from time to time. The audience beneath the stage applauds heartily, giving Jana an ego boost. Even Trenton wears a haughty look. Soon, it's time for the Q&A session. I quickly snatch the microphone over. "Ms. Webster, since when do you have a son? Does your husband know about it?"

In my last life, the Fosters acknowledged me as their real son. But my own sister framed me for causing their adopted son's relapse. My biological parents believed her and threw me out. Not long after, I died sick and alone on the street. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day the Fosters came to take me home. Gracie Foster stood in front of our parents, pointed at me, and said, "Mom, Dad, he's not my brother!" They looked at me in disappointment, then turned and left. I stood there without taking out the locket that could prove who I was, then quietly walked back into the orphanage. Twenty years later, I became one of the country's leading cardiologist. The woman sitting across from me handed over a medical file, her voice trembling. "Doctor, please. Save my brother." When I saw the name, I stopped. My gaze shifted to her worn, haggard face. I stared at her for a long time before finally saying, "I won't take this patient."

Flavia— a lost and found baby raised as a vampire slave turns into a wolf on her sixteen birthday which seals her fate of abuse for years. There is nothing she hates more than vampires and it keeps her going until she breaks free yet luck has never been on her side. The young werewolf is caught by royal guards who take her to the Vampire king; the most vile and disgusting creature. She knows nothing but death awaits her there and she is ready to go down swinging. But, what happens when the scarred crown prince claims her as his soul mate. It disgusts her to no end but she will scoop that low. War breaks and they find themselves sitting on the throne of blood. An uncle wants their heads and crowns while dragons burn their city day and night. It’s hard holding onto life, a crown and love at the same time, especially when your so cold soul mate is not really your soul mate. PLEASE NOTE: This is book 2 of ‘The Royally Screwed’ series but can be read as a stand alone. The book contains sexual content, strong language and violence.

What's the color of voice? Does it send you the shiver like morning snow when someone calls your name? Carol Bianca found her groom standing with another woman in the wedding venue she paid to get married to her childhood sweetheart. She wanted to get married to the man who accepted her the way she was. A deaf but the woman he wanted would be his world- His word. But she finds herself standing with a bouquet of Lily and a withering heart. . She couldn't hear what he said. But she knew -- Her love for him was too big to endure this disrespect to her feelings. She left, with her head high until her hands were caged by someone - " Would you mind marrying me?" She looked at the Man, sitting on the wheel chair, breathtakingly handsome. She wants him. She knew it. " I am a deaf. Will you be okay?" she asked, using sign language. " You deserve more than me but I will be glad!" He said, and it was genuine.

At my engagement party, a female dog was sitting on my fiancee’s seat. Her guy best friend, Ryan Anderson, was holding the leash. “Bro, don’t take it personally. Your fiancee drank too much the night before at her bachelorette party, that’s why I’m letting her sleep in for a bit longer.” Everyone looked at me mockingly as they laughed. I felt as though someone had slapped me. All the guests had arrived, but Lily Smith showed up late. “It’s our engagement party today. Are you asking me to marry a dog?” I asked as I suppressed my anger. Lily grabbed Ryan’s sleeve and glared at me impatiently. “What are you talking about? Ryan saw that I was too tired, so he let me rest for a bit longer. Are you seriously offended? “As my fiance, you should be more understanding, like him!” It felt ridiculous and wrong to me. My heart sank as I stood up. “Fine, since he treats you so well, you should marry him then!”

“A plus-size Luna is a disgrace to my pack. I, Alpha Hunter, reject you, Maya, as my fated mate.” Those words shattered Maya’s world, but they didn’t break her spirit. Looked down upon by her family and mocked by the pack for not fitting their perfect, athletic standards, her only hope was the Moon Goddess’s sacred bond. Instead, she received public humiliation. Heartbroken, she flees into the forbidden lands, fully expecting the rejection spark to kill her. But fate has other plans. She is rescued by Lawrence, the most feared Lycan King on the continent—a brutal, powerful Alpha who doesn’t care about superficial pack standards. He sees her true worth, worships her curves, and claims her as his ultimate Queen. Now, her old pack is facing ruin, and the Alpha who discarded her needs a savior. But when Hunter comes crawling back to beg for her forgiveness, he will find Maya sitting on a grander throne, protected by a monster he can never defeat.

I loved Dante Moretti for seven years. At eighteen, one night at a family gala changed everything. Soon after, I became his fiancee, and not long after that, he was sent to run the Chicago branch for four years. I gave birth alone, raised our son alone, and waited for him in the house that was supposed to be ours. What came back to New York was not a family. He brought Claire and her son with him, and before long, that boy was sitting in Dante's car, taking my son's place in the training program, and showing up in every space that should have belonged to family. Then, on my son's birthday, I saw a video from Chicago. Someone asked, "Dante, when did you feel most at home?" He lifted his glass and said, "One winter night during a blackout. Claire was in the kitchen by candlelight, and Leo grabbed my sleeve and asked me not to leave." I didn't cry. I ended the engagement, erased my son and myself from every Moretti family record, and left New York without looking back.

On the way home after registering our marriage, Ian Colson speaks up all of a sudden. "I've been cheating on you." He points at the front passenger seat that I'm sitting on with a cruel smirk on his face. "Yesterday, she sat right here while kissing me. She was wearing such a sexy outfit, too. I couldn't resist her, so I slept with her in the end." This is the second time I've gotten betrayed. I can only sit there, completely thunderstruck. Pain overwhelms me to the point that I can't even utter a sound. But Ian keeps reminiscing about the affair longingly. "I can understand why Jake did it. Jessica really is more charming compared to you." Jake Quill is my ex-husband, whereas Jessica Hore used to be my best friend. Five years ago, I had caught both of them in bed. When I was on the brink of despair, Ian had shown up and saved my life. But now, he has betrayed me for the same woman as well.