The Hard Thing About Hard Things Novels & Stories

In my third year of marriage, Victor Lyon, the most prominent man in Sagedale's elite circle as well as my husband, goes viral on the Internet once again. This time, it's because he has decided to throw a grand wedding to be with Carol Braun, the low-income student he has been sponsoring. I don't kick up a fuss, nor do I throw a tantrum. In fact, I even have someone send them my wishes. Because of that, the rich wives of Sagedale's elite circle view me as a complete joke. After the wedding, Victor explains to me, "Carol's grandpa is very ill. His death wish is to see her marry a good man. I was just acting with her the whole time, Lilian. Don't take it to heart." I just smile and nod. "Yeah, I believe you." In my previous life, I had demanded explanations from Victor hysterically. But in return, he screwed over my parents' company to the point that they were forced to jump off a building by debtors. I got my legs broken before I got thrown into a mental asylum that tortured me endlessly. Thank goodness God took pity on me, for He gave me another chance in life. This time, I no longer want Victor's love. I just want his wealth. When he's busy going on a honeymoon with Carol, I secretly have his assets transferred under my name. When Victor's attending prenatal checkups with Carol, I trick him into signing a share-transfer agreement. Whenever he betrays me, I'll take some of his assets away. Once Victor betrays me three more times, he won't have anything under his name.

“Stay back!” I cried, “I’m sorry, I just want to go.” Darius chuckled darkly, silver eyes gleaming, “Why? Afraid I’ll see what you truly are?” “Please, it was a mistake,” I lied. “Do you want to go, slave? Or do you want to feel me inside you? I can smell your arousal, Aurora.” His voice dripped with raw possession as his hands wrapped around my waist, dragging me against his chest. “Strip and bend over,” he growled. — When the werewolf kingdom seizes control of mortals, Aurora’s world collapses in one brutal night. Betrayed and sold by her own father, she becomes the unwilling captive of the Blackfang Alpha twins—Darius, the cruel silver-eyed, and Draven, the golden-eyed charmer. Caught in their violent power struggle, Aurora discovers a truth more terrifying than her captivity: she is bound by fate to both brothers. In a world where humans and werewolves can never be, Aurora is betrayed by her body and caught in the heated flames of forbidden desires. What no one knows is that Aurora isn't just a pawn or a mere human in the Alphas games. She’s the weapon that could save them or destroy them. In a world where freedom has a price and love is a weapon, Aurora must decide: surrender to the bond, or risk being torn apart by it.

Anna Spears has always been the invisible twin. Blonde hair. Oversized hoodies. Grease-stained fingers from fixing bikes. The girl no one looks at twice — especially not Jeremy Harden, her childhood best friend and the boy she has secretly loved for years. Because Jeremy belongs to Brenna. Dark-haired, magnetic Brenna — Anna’s identical twin sister and the town’s golden girl. When Jeremy’s now-wealthy family moves back to town, he reunites with the girl he believes was his first love… Brenna. Their relationship explodes online, turning them into North Carolina’s favorite “dream couple.” Only Anna knows the truth. Years ago, Jeremy didn’t fall for Brenna. He fell for her — back when Anna still had dark hair. And Brenna knew. One reckless party. One drunken mistake. One night where Jeremy walks into the wrong room… believing he’s fucking his girlfriend. A secret is born that could destroy three lives. As rumors spread, identities blur, and buried memories begin resurfacing, Anna realizes the most dangerous question isn’t who Jeremy loves now— …but who he loved first.

"I kissed you because I wanted to, make no mistake about that. I have never regretted, in fact, it has given me some hope." he was more candid than she expected. The fact that he wanted to kiss her was beyond her. "Hope?" she echoed. Unable to fully comprehend where the conversation was heading. "I have an arrangement I would like to propose." he was blunt, his voice strong and serious. There was no longer any hint of the gentleman she witnessed the day before. "What kind of arrangement?" she found herself hanging on his every word, it was clear who controlled the state of the conversation. "A temporary one...between us." he waited for her reaction but Ivory herself was unsure of how to react or respond. She had never found herself in a situation such as this and she thought the likelihood of it actually happening was nil. "I want you, Ivory, in more ways than one. Last night proved that you may have the same desires." He crossed his arms over his chest and waited.

It was a season that felt like heaven was frowning at her, Tracy, trying to recover from an abusive relationship which eventually crashed while being pulled into the anguish of her dying sister which added a major weight on her life , facing a difficult financial challenge so her life can be saved. It could only get worse , serving as a maid under a rich boss lady, Mrs Ava who has a touch of fierce and unmerciful ideology. Things took a turn just overnight when Mark, the only son of Mrs Ava decided to bite his mom's foot by proclaiming a facade of affection for Tracy out of the blue at a dinner right in her presence and her guests , giving a deep romantic kiss. All this was due to his mom stomping his head by trying to merge him with Chloe in a marriage he doesn't have any interest in. Tracy shocked, the whole table burning in rage and sinking in disappointment, it was meant to be a night where Mark would meet his spouse to be and her family, but he used Tracy as a Decoy to burst the bile in the meat and the whole table was displeased For Tracy, she couldn't believe her eyes as the whole scenario led to further dismaying scenes in her life. Mark proposed a contract marriage with all of her needs being met at the expense of her signature after, and Tracy capitalized. It was a blessing at first, but she isn't prepared for what is coming. An endless warfare of which she was no match for, a marriage likened to a punishment, scandals, block sucking enemies who go all the way for their wants and a life full of discoveries

Laura, a single mother, had recently moved into Lorenzo's home, hoping to provide her daughter, Isabella, with a father figure. She wasn't aware that the man she had fallen in love with was a devil—a Mafia boss who was there to ruin her life and that of her daughter. "Isabella, you are mine; you belong to me and no one else. Those who think about you are seeking death," Lorenzo said, raising her chin with a deep voice dripping with threat. Isabella's face was filled with defiance. "I hate you, Lorenzo." He cackled, "But you can't stop saying 'yes, Daddy,' which means your hate doesn't matter because I can't get enough of you, Isabel." Laura was more worried about having a sweet family, while Lorenzo was only interested in sex. “She is still a child; I am sure she will come around,” Lorenzo assured Laura when she expressed concern about Isabella not recognizing him as a father. Sleeping with a mother and daughter while being a crime ring boss—that is the way of a Mafia boss who will be ruined by a hot 18.

Tenison Kwame Boateng . the CEO of Tullow Ghana limited decided to stay off love after his girlfriend of 5 years betrayed his love by cheating on him. What he didn't know was that she was a bisexual. Along the line he meets , Imelda Akosua Ampomaah. a pre-school teacher at the same school his daughter attends, it turns out that she's his daughter's teacher. Akosua is a fun, kind ,caring and lovable person. But would Kwame go back on his words just cause he meets Akosua ? To know her true intentions, he decided to put her to test. Will Akosua win or fail the test? I'm as curious as you are so let's find out.

Elleanna's journey was never an easy one. It will filled with pain, heartache, torture, and loss. She learns to fend for herself, but also how to trust. When the time comes will she able to let her heart feel love or will she ultimately break? Many people along her life journey show her love and compassion, but love doesn't overcome everything and sometimes there is just too much loss. Come along the journey to see where her life takes her and if she will ever get to be happy. ** there are triggers like abuse, torture, and other things in here so you are warned in advance **

Even though I knew cows were sacred to the Indorians, I still supported their biological daughter in her plan to serve beef at the dinner table of Indoria's wealthiest man. In my previous life, the wealthiest man in Indoria had held a nationwide contest to choose a wife. My sister had fought her way to the final round and planned to make a beef and veggie stew for the ultimate cooking challenge. I rushed to stop her, warning that in Indoria's religion, cows were considered holy, and eating beef could have serious legal consequences. However, my sister thought I was deliberately humiliating her for being "uncultured." In a fit of anger, she ran out, only to be struck and killed by a car. My adoptive parents tried to console me, telling me it was not my fault, that it was simply bad luck. Later, thanks to my exceptional cooking skills, I became the wife of Indoria's wealthiest man. Yet on the very day of my wedding, my adoptive parents sold me to the slums. That night, as eight men assaulted me one after another, I cried and demanded to know why. They kicked me viciously and spat: "If you hadn't made things difficult for Janet, she wouldn't have died. You owe her this!" By the end of that night, I had bled to death. Meanwhile, my adoptive parents used the money given by Indoria's wealthiest man to build a lavish tomb for their biological daughter. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my sister was about to serve her beef and veggie stew to Indoria's wealthiest man.

When I was ten, I bugged my brother to come home for my birthday. He died in a plane crash that day. They never found his body. After that, my parents saw me as a total screw-up. They blamed me for his death. Every year on his memorial day, they forced me to kneel at the cemetery and repent my mistakes. I did that for eight years. I figured I'd spend my whole life paying for it. But on my 18th birthday, some creep stalked and murdered me. Right before I died, I tried calling for help. But my mom chewed me out. "I bet you're just dodging your duty to make up for James. You're full of crap. If you hadn't forced him to come back, he would have been alive. This is what you deserve." She hung up, leaving me staring at the dead screen. My last hope was dashed. She was right. Someone like me meant nothing but bad luck to those around me. I didn't deserve to exist. But then, eight years after his death, James showed up with his pregnant wife. When they heard I was gone, they fell apart.