The Comeback Novel Novels & Stories

To help his childhood friend secure a spot in a high-ranking institution, my boyfriend, Frederick Linton, steals my academic report. The two of them use my work to publish a research paper before I can. Then, they proceed to accuse me of plagiarism. After they twist the truth and spread it online, I become the target of a vicious wave of cyberbullying. Eventually, the relentless harassment drives me into severe depression. Meanwhile, Frederick's childhood friend, Elaine Anders, rises to prominence in the academic world using my work. On the day Elaine receives her award, Frederick gets down on one knee and proposes to her. I, on the other hand, end my life by jumping off a rooftop.

"Because I need to remind you why you came back. You came back for vengeance, Miss Lora. You came for justice, for the absolute ruin your ex-husband and his mistress brought upon your life." ​"I... I know," I whispered, the words barely caught in my throat. ​Yet beneath the fire of her reminder, a phantom memory flickered to life, the ghost of Carson’s icy high-rise condo, the quiet cruelty in his eyes, while he was piercing me to the wall of sinners as he thought I am, and the suffocating realization that he had never loved me, never valued me, not even a fraction of the way he cherished Samantha.

Stammers Charlie. The bulky man takes a step forward so that the tip of his leather boots is hitting the lintel of the patio door. Charlie takes two steps back; one isn't foolproof. She clutches, tightly, the hem of her pyjama shirt. Suddenly, she feels like crying. Is this it? Is this how she'll die? She hasn't even edited her 20th book! Or read all the books in the romance section of the local library!

Evelyn ate with clinical precision. For her, recovery wasn't about the luxury of flavor or the comfort of a warm meal; it was about calibrating a weapon. Every calorie was a calculated step away from the damp earth of the shed and a step toward the inevitable reckoning. After lunch, she didn't bother asking for a ride. She hailed a cab to a high-end consignment boutique and sold the jewelry Eleanor had "graciously" returned. The dealer’s offer was an insult—pennies on the dollar—but Evelyn didn't even blink. She wasn't selling heirlooms; she was liquidating the last decaying ties to a family that had already buried her.

Natalie Bennett spent her first life being the perfect wife. When her fiancé, Ryan Coleman, brought his pregnant mistress to their wedding and demanded that Natalie accept both her and the unborn child, Natalie swallowed her humiliation and married him anyway. It was the worst mistake of her life. Years later, betrayed by the husband she protected and the family members she trusted, Natalie discovers that her marriage was never about love. While she sacrificed everything to keep her family together, Ryan was helping the people closest to her strip away everything that belonged to her. By the time Natalie learns the truth, it is too late. She dies with only one regret: she shou

In this world of deception, he’s the only positive ray in my dark and tainted life. A wide smile spread on his lips and he jumped into my arms. “Yes, Mom!” He clapped his hands in excitement unaware of his mother’s bleeding emotions. “Maddie, are you okay?” Ava asked me in a low voice, her eyes scanned me intently. “Yes, finally I feel I am reborn today. I have to bury old, naïve Madeline in the past and face this world bravely for Chris. I’ll only live for him from now onwards and no one will be able to take him away from me.” I said with a new determination.

I couldn't help but wonder if Calvin would regret that decision once he was publicly embarrassed. … It was just as it was in my past life. The banquet was held at our villa and it was attended by prominent figures from various industries. I had made sure that reporters were stationed outside the villa's entrance when Callum made his grand entrance in his Bentley, fully intending to blow the situation up as much as possible. It had been years since I had last seen him, and Callum had indeed matured into a competent heir. He was capable of handling matters on his own. He was the center of attention as soon as he arrived at the banquet. It was absurd how Calvin, with his face bearing no resembl

“I’m sure it’s easy to understand. This meeting was arranged to discuss my reinstatement as the cofounder of Obsidian Holdings.” Edgar froze, his mouth hanging open. A commotion erupted round the table. Heads joined together to whisper things I couldn't hear. Swallowing, Edgar scurried towards me. “What does this mean, Arya?" he questioned. “I told you about my plans to come back to work.” His knuckles turned white. He groaned, turning away. “You didn’t tell me it was this soon.” “I don’t want to laze around at home when I have a life waiting for me here.”

And she… she would sit back, a quiet observer in the storm of their downfall, the past giving her the power to reshape the present. As the night deepened, Irene left her office briefly to look out over the city. Lights twinkled, cars rushed by, and life went on as usual. No one suspected the chaos that would erupt tomorrow, the empire that would crumble, the lives that would be upended—all by the calculated hand of Iridna. She whispered the name to herself once more, a promise and a declaration. “Iridina is back. And nothing will ever be the same.”

Nancy came up to my workstation, lifted a USB holding the code, and fixed me with a threatening look. The firewall alarms kept shrilling, but her voice was colder than the noise. "Whether the money can be recovered or not, someone has to take the fall. Sign the liability agreement. This USB drive contains photos of your parents, right? They are elite hackers. If I release their photos to the public…" She stopped short on purpose, flashing a menacing smile. I clenched my fists as I met her gaze coldly. My parents were once elite hackers who took on more than a few jobs that put them at odds with powerful tycoons. For years, they lived under assumed names and were constantly hunted.