The Crazy Family Novels & Stories

The woman in Eden's arms should have been me — but I died on the marking ceremony night. The life that I had planned properly since childhood was ripped away without mercy. My supposed mate and twin sister danced around in glee, looking very happy. If only they knew I was standing before them right now as a ghost — watching every smile, every touch, every stolen moment. Quietly waiting to watch them fall from their high pedestal.

The werewolves launched a massive invasion of the Elf Forest had been burned, half my people were dead, and my parents were missing. The Elf Queen asked me to go to Damien Thorne and make him stop the war. Damien Thorne. Alpha King of the North, my True Mate, the boy I'd grown up with. His sister Sera was the youngest of the three of us, and my best friend. A year ago, Sera vanished after a secret meeting. I walked out of the forest alive. He didn't — and to him, that was proof enough. He went mad. He burned the sacred trees, slaughtered my people, turned every drop of his hate on me. But he still loved me. So I went. He locked me in his study and fucked me for nine days. Even when I slept,his eyes full of something I couldn't read — madness, and pain. On the tenth day, he kissed his way down my spine, so gentle I let myself think it wasn't too late. The next second, the dagger went into my shoulder blade, straight through the root of my light-wing. The pain detonated from my spine to the crown of my skull. "Shh. Don't scream." He pressed my face into the pillow. "These nine days were the warm-up. Tell me where Sera is." He locked me in the dungeon. He used my people's lives as a leash. He married another she-wolf. The cold-iron whip came down. Each welt sealed itself shut against the iron-poison's burn, then split open again. Every strike felt like a red-hot brand pressed into my skin and ground in. It would never heal. But every time I came close to dying, it was him who tipped the antidote down my throat himself. His fingers shook. His eyes carried a tenderness he hated himself for. The night he got drunk, he crushed me against his chest. "You think I love you, so you can do this to me. Tell me where Sera is, and I'll let you go." I couldn't say it.The moment I opened my mouth, it would burn to ash. I wouldn't have to keep this secret much longer. An elf away from the forest for one full year is dead. No exceptions. I had two days left.

People feared him. They trembled at the mention of his name. They didn't dare to look at his face, because his eyes were cold enough to make one wish for death. He was Alejandro. The cruelest Lycan King in the entire world. He earned the menacing title after slaughtering his entire family by himself. And she? She was a gentle, naive young lady, who was framed, rejected by her mate, betrayed by her own family, and then banished from the very pack she was conceived of, and grew up on, throughout her existence. She lived a miserable life working in a hotel as a cleaner and living in a cramped one room. That was until she crossed paths with him in an accident, causing a dangerous spark to envelope at first sight, and the reawakening of the wolf she never knew she had. What happens when the bored and cruel Lycan King everyone fears takes interest in her, because of the one vow he swore never to break? And that was, cherishing his mate no matter his cold nature, because he despised being like his father, who hurt his wife {his mother} until she died.

"Hi, I’m Ethan Moore. You're mine from this moment onward," he declares, holding the car door open for her. “What?—” Elizabeth exclaims. “Get in the car,” Ethan commands, unfazed by her protest. “What—I don’t even know who you are—you think having a baritone voice can make you stand in front of me and spout rubbish from that godforsaken thing you call a mouth?!” Elizabeth's irritation is palpable. Ethan smirks. Nice, she’s got a sharp tongue—he likes sharp tongue. Turning to the nearest bodyguard, he orders, “get her in the car.” Meeting Elizabeth's gaze, he adds, “if she resists, throw her in the trunk.” .............................................. Pressured by his parents to marry, Ethan Moore is forced to kidnap a stranger. He offers her a deal to pose as his wife whenever necessary. *** All Elizabeth Claire wants is to escape the clutches of the crazed billionaire who kidnapped her. She tries various tricks to break free, but her attempts are thwarted when…

In my fifth year of marriage to Dominic, I'd become the woman all of Chicago knew as the crazy one — the mental case. Jealousy gnawed at me constantly, and my temper frayed easily, my emotions sharp and unsteady, unravelling more with each passing day. So it only made sense when he slid a divorce agreement across the table. "Vivian's pregnant. A Harrington heir can't be born illegitimate, and Mrs. Harrington can't be a lunatic." "Once she's had the baby, I’ll marry you again, and you'll still be Mrs. Harrington." I was forced to sign my name, then locked away in a private sanatorium a hundred miles from the city. The first year, I waited with desperate hope for him to come take me home. Instead, he handed me an ultrasound report. "Twins — a boy and a girl. Vivian's pregnant again. Just wait a little longer." The second year, he had electric fencing installed around the sanatorium grounds. "Harrington Corp is going public. We can't afford any slip-ups right now." By the fifth year, he simply called to tell me to wait one more year. He must have expected me to scream and lose control the way I always did. But this time, I just nodded calmly. "Alright. However long it takes." After all. I didn't have much time left anyway.

“I'm so sorry, Leo,” I rasped, my voice barely a whisper. Tears of guilt and self-blame streamed down my cheeks as I stood before him, eyes cast downward. Despite the fact that I was his prisoner and he was my warden, I couldn't bear the thought of anything bad happening to him. I told him, “It's my fault. I shouldn't have let you go-” “Damn it, Alessandra. I don't want your apology,” Leonardo snapped, lifting my chin with a firm finger, forcing me to meet his gaze. His voice was hard as steel as he continued, “I want you to write a fucking essay about how much you think about me. How you crave my touch. I want to hear you say you love me, because I swear it in this life, mia principessa, there won't be anyone else but me.” ----------------------------------------------------- When Alessandra Scavelli is forced into marrying Leonardo De Castello, her childhood sweetheart turned feared mafia kingpin, her world is thrown into chaos. Leonardo, still madly in love with her, sees this as a chance to reclaim their lost romance. Alessandra, however, is torn by a secret mission handed to her by her family: infiltrate Leonardo's syndicate and bring it down from within. As she delves into Leonardo's dangerous world, Alessandra finds herself conflicted between her family’s demands and the undeniable pull of her own heart. The once clear lines between loyalty and love blur, and she must navigate a treacherous path where betrayal lurks at every corner. Will Alessandra follow through with her family's plan, or will she surrender to the passion that threatens to consume her?

My new patient, Lydia Baldwin, has called the police 99 times. Her voice trembles with fear as she says, "My son has a mole on his neck, but the one now doesn't! My husband used to throw up at the smell of cilantro. But now, he eats it every day and even enjoys it! "They are impostors! Why won't the police arrest them?" I am deeply shocked. Because just half an hour earlier, I met her son. He had dark circles under his eyes as he handed me Lydia's medical records. "My mom has Alzheimer's disease. She doesn't just forget things now. She talks nonsense too. Please, you have to help her come to her senses." But I specialize in treating Alzheimer's. Lydia's memory is sharp. Her logic is clear and well-supported. She isn't sick at all.

(David & Kate) He forced her into marriage; he gave her everything she wished to have, except she couldn't look at any other man with her beautiful gaze, she couldn't love anyone but him; she was his; he was obsessed with her, someone asked him "Why are you heartless?" He replied, "Because I have already given her my heart" Everyone was getting jealous. he had become an international magnate controlling business, law, and the underworld. "You have more than enough power; why want to obtain more? " He declared, "I want to become the king of the world to make the world bow in front of her." he had become a wife-spoiling manic. They turned to her, "I'm the queen. Isn't this why he became the king? " She boldly proclaimed. Everybody almost vomited blood because of her words. This husband-and-wife would torture S country's people to death. Life was never easy for David and Kate, but they found each other and became each other's souls. (Ace & Nina) She despised men because they were beasts in human flesh; besides her brothers, she felt disgusted toward all men caused of a past nightmare. She committed to letting no man in her way of life, but a devil himself forced his way into her life, and fate drew them together; Naive Angle didn't know she shouldn't make any deal with a devil who has no morals because the devil's deal always comes at a price. He's a devil who plays with death every second of his life, and she's a broken-winged angel who tried to fight against her fate. Insta: tsi-author-official FB page: TSI's Books Worlds

She left to save herself. He stayed and became untouchable. Ten years ago, Sloane Hart fled her Oklahoma hometown with nothing but a suitcase and a broken heart- leaving behind the boy who loved her when she didn’t love herself yet. Now she’s back. Successful. Beautiful. But still unhealed. Rhett Whitmere- the man who owns the town, built an empire himself, and never forgave her for leaving without goodbye. When Rhett and Sloane’s business expansion forces them into a contract neither can walk away from, old wounds rip open… and desire ignites hotter than ever. The problem? They’re not the same people anymore. And sometimes, some love stories don’t get second chances- unless they’re brave enough to bleed for them.

All her life, Melanie crown has only known luxury: expensive vacation, limited edition dresses, luxury bags, to-die-for shoes...everything she has ever wanted has been granted to her by her billionaire father who trembles at the sight of his precious daughter's sad face. Things however take a turn for the spoiled billionaire princess when she got into an accident and switched bodies with Ava Smith, a kind hearted orphan who has spent most of her life struggling to make ends meet with her husband Ian and her little son Eli. What would happen when this two ladies switch lives? would Ava be able to survive the crazy life that Melanie Crown lives? would she escape the impending death that had been prepared for the former Melanie? How would the spoiled billionaire princess survive a life of utter poverty? would she feet perfectly into the humble Ava's shoes? read to find out!