The Hours Novels & Stories

"You look like this is the last place you want to be just because I'm here. Am I really that vile?" Timothy said nothing. Instead he gritted his teeth and shoved his hands into his pocket. Even in her anger, Chloe noticed him... Every inch of him... And his smell. She could pick out his unique scent. Rough. Masculine and mouthwateringly . It made no sense to her, but she was attuned to his every nuance. The man she had called her best friend until a dizzying series of events dissolved the title like sugar in hot water stared at her dispassionately. It was a good thing they were outside and she hoped that he couldn't see the hurt and disappointment on her face. The look wasn't just in his eyes. It seeped through every shrug, every curl of lips she had once thought were the most perfectly created set of lips on earth. She looked deeper, pathetically desperate to find something else. Something more. A reminder of those times when they would talk to each other for hours, and resume conversations the moment they saw one another again. But clearly the Tim she knew had been replaced by a harder, edgier version of a Timothy Kavell - Packard. He was hard and edgy and cynical to start off with. If she had known that he hated her this much, she wouldn't have agreed to his parents' offer to have dinner with them. She had agreed because a part of her had hoped that somehow, they would fix things and be friends again... And she was just beginning to see how wrong she had been....

“You want a divorce,” he said flatly. “Yes.” “You.” He tilted his head. “The same woman who begged her father to arrange this marriage because she's completely in love with me, who has spent two years making my life…” he stopped, and rephrased “you want a divorce.” “People change.” “What scheme is this now Arabella?” I frowned. “It's not a scheme, it's a divorce, and it's very common among people who are done with a…” “Impossible.” He said it like that was the end of it, discussion over. He turned away from me and walked toward the door like I hadn't said anything at all. “Andrew!” “Get up.” He didn't turn around. “Get dressed, something presentable. We're going to the palace tonight.” “I just asked you for a divorce…” “It's a banquet.” He finally glanced back over his shoulder, and there was nothing in his expression that suggested he'd heard a single word I said about divorce. “We're meeting the King tonight. You have a few hours so I suggest you stop wasting them.” “Did you hear what I just said to you?” “Get ready, Bella.” ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ The Ruthless Lycan King isn’t just my mate. He’s my secret. I’m already married to Alpha Andrew yet every full moon, I end up in the King’s arms… feeding his curse with my blood, and my body. He needs me to survive. I need him more than I should. If my husband ever finds out, this forbidden affair will start a war.

When I was seven, my mother, a pianist, died of cancer. During her last moments, she held my hand. “Naomi, we both share a passion for the piano. When you grow up, you must stand on the world stage and play for me someday.” Since then, performing on the stage in Vinna had been a lifelong dream of mine. From the age of seven, I trained long and hard, practicing more than six hours a day until my fingers and wrists were bruised. At last, I gained recognition and earned a chance to audition for a spot in a top orchestra at twenty-one. If I succeeded, I would perform at Vinna’s New Year’s Concert the following week. However, my father brought home a sister, only six months younger than me. She became the apple of my father’s eye, and my piano room was turned into her dance studio. My brothers adored her, always personally making sure she got to school and came home safe and sound. Even my boyfriend, whom I had known all my childhood, was dazzled by her smile. His eyes often stuck on her. On the day of my audition, he ditched me on an overpass just to take her to her dance class. “Naomi, all you’re missing out on is a chance to realize your dream, but Charlotte can’t be late. “Don’t be such a drama queen. I’ll take you once I drop her off.” As the car sped away, I calmly took out my phone and broke up with Maddox over text. My mother was right. Boys only got in the way of dreams.

A disgraced college hockey star facing a career ending scandal must fake date the cynical campus journalist who detests him all for the cameras of a high stakes reality TV show. The Setup: Jaxson Reed is one step away from the NHL draft when a viral video of a campus fight brands him a violent liability. Facing immediate suspension, his only lifeline is a deal struck by the athletic board and a streaming network: star in a new campus reality show, Beyond the Ice, and use a wholesome "fake girlfriend" to rehabilitate his image. Summer Brooks is a fierce journalism major who hates sports privilege. But when her tuition funding falls through weeks before graduation, she’s backed into a corner. In exchange for playing Jaxson’s devoted partner on television, the network agrees to pay her tuition in full and secure her post-grad career. The Conflict: The rules are simple: fake it for the cameras, ignore the mutual dislike, and don't catch feelings. But forced proximity quickly blurs the lines. Behind the script, they discover the truth about each other’s hidden vulnerabilities, and their bitter rivalry ignites into a very real, terrifying love. The Climax: Just as they find solid ground, the show's producers leak old footage of Summer admitting she took the gig purely for the money. With the championship game hours away, Jaxson feels utterly betrayed, and their contract dissolves in front of millions. To save his career and win back his trust, Summer must step away from the script, risk her own future, and expose the truth before the final buzzer sounds proving that sometimes, the most authentic love stories are the ones you never planned to write.

Emily Dawson has spent eighteen years living like a servant in her own home. After her mother's mysterious death, her father married his longtime mistress, leaving Emily at the mercy of her cruel stepmother and jealous stepsister. With her dreams stolen and her spirit constantly tested, she longs for nothing more than a chance to escape the life she never chose. Everything changes the day she unknowingly helps a terrified bride flee from her own wedding. Emily has no idea that the woman she saves is Victoria Harrington—the fiancée of the ruthless billionaire CEO, Alexander Blackwood. When the bride vanishes just hours before the ceremony, panic sweeps through the powerful Blackwood family. With a billion-dollar business merger, the family's reputation, and Alexander's inheritance hanging in the balance, canceling the wedding is not an option. Mistaken for the missing bride because of their striking resemblance, Emily is forced into a wedding dress and dragged to the altar. Before she can prove her identity, she becomes Alexander Blackwood's wife. Alexander believes Emily is part of an elaborate conspiracy to deceive him, while Emily desperately struggles to prove her innocence. But before the marriage can be undone, mysterious attacks begin targeting her. Someone is determined to keep Emily by Alexander's side—even if it means killing anyone who uncovers the truth. As buried family secrets, dangerous betrayals, and hidden enemies emerge from the shadows, Emily and Alexander find themselves trapped in a marriage built on lies but bound by fate. What began as the wrong vow soon becomes a battle for survival, justice, and an unexpected love that neither of them ever saw coming. Sometimes, the greatest mistake is the beginning of the greatest love story.

My mate thinks I'm a murderer! "Do these things belong to you?" He poses his question, his eyes boring deep into mine. I can feel the heat of his gaze inside my body. It's frying every organ inside me and if he keeps looking at me like that, I'm going to drop dead on the floor. He's my mate and he's my only hope. If he also believes the lie that I killed my sister and his brother, then I'm doomed for life. "I…I…" I start to answer, but he quickly cuts me off. I’m sorry "Yes,or no!" Anger flashes in his eyes as he says those words. The tone of his voice sends shivers down my spine. He is angry. He most definitely hates me. This is the end for me! Aurora was locked up by her father for the first eighteen years of her life. He did that for his own selfish desires. On the day of her eighteenth birthday, she thought she would be waking up to a grand party organized for her as promised by her father, but she was dragged to a hall where she found out she was being married to a complete stranger. Confused and terrified by the idea, she ran away from the hall, only to be accused a few hours later for the murder of her sister and the man she was supposed to marry, who was the son of the Alpha of the pack. The only person who can save her from that mess is her mate, who is the future of Alpha of the pack. They both have to work together to prove her innocence and that marks the beginning of their love story.

Maya Bennet came to college with one goal: survive. Keep her scholarship. Work enough hours to pay her bills. Graduate. Don’t make mistakes. Especially not the kind that come with a charming smile and a football jersey. The last thing Maya needs is Cole Ryder. The star quarterback has a reputation for breaking hearts, avoiding commitment, and never taking anything too seriously. He’s exactly the kind of guy Maya has spent years avoiding. But somewhere between late-night study sessions, stolen moments, and Cole showing up whenever her world starts falling apart, he becomes impossible to ignore. For Cole, it starts as curiosity. Then concern. Then something much more dangerous. Before he realizes what’s happening, the girl who never believed she’d be chosen becomes the center of his entire world. But falling in love doesn’t magically fix real life. Maya is still carrying the weight of family problems, financial stress, and years of believing she’s only worth what she can accomplish. As old wounds reopen and painful family secrets come to light, she’s forced to decide whether she can finally stop carrying everything alone. Because Cole isn’t the only one falling. The real question is whether Maya can believe she deserves the kind of love that’s willing to stay. Filled with laugh-out-loud banter, found family, emotional healing, college chaos, and a swoon-worthy quarterback who falls first and falls hard, The Rogue Next Door is a heartwarming slow-burn romance about learning that sometimes the strongest thing you can do is let someone love you.

Tiana Greene arrives on Lycan Isle with nothing but a suitcase, a scarred past, and a desperate need for work. When she is hired as a maid in the sprawling cliff-side mansion of Ross Lycan – the island’s reclusive billionaire – she expects long hours, strict rules, and silence. What she does not expect is the man himself: cold as the steel in his voice, brutally private, and carrying a shadow in his gaze that keeps everyone at arm’s length. Rumours whisper through the island of former staff fleeing in fear, of Ross’s cruelty, and of the mysteriously vanished brother whose memory haunts the mansion halls. Tiana tries to keep her distance, but every forbidden glance and accidental touch tightens the invisible thread pulling them together. When a near-fatal accident on the cliffs pushes Ross into her life more violently than either of them intended, the dynamic shifts. Ross grows protective yet distant, drawn to Tiana in ways he cannot accept – while she fights her own confusion over the man beneath the frost. As the annual island festival approaches, tensions rise. Tiana becomes a target for the island’s elite women, whose humiliation of her sparks a dangerous, possessive reaction in Ross. Social pressure thickens, rumours spread, and the boundaries of employer and servant begin to blur into something darker, deeper, and irresistibly intimate. But everything changes the night Tiana slips into a forbidden study and uncovers the truth about Ross’s past – a past woven with loss, guilt, and secrets buried beneath the island’s stormy surface. Now she must decide. Can she love a man built from shadows? And can Ross love someone brave enough to walk into the darkness he’s spent years trying to hide?

Luna Taylor has never hated anyone the way she hated Alpha Dante Moreno. Cold. Arrogant. Untouchable. Alpha Dante never once acknowledged her existence—even after she became his son’s chosen mate. And yet, she endured it all… for love. Soon enough fate comes out to play, when the man she loved betrays her, murders her, and attempts to steal her pack, she expects death to be the end. Instead, the Goddess restored her back to earth but this time stronger than any wolf to ever exist. She's determined to not let anything get in the way of her revenge- not even the second chance mate the goddess gifted her. This time, she will not be the woman who waits. She will be the woman they regret. ***************************************************** Alpha Dante Moreno has never wanted anyone the way he wanted his son’s mate. Luna Taylor is too young. Too forbidden. Too dangerous to want. So he watched from a distance… hating himself for wanting her anyway. But when she turns up dead only hours after he last saw her alive, something in him breaks. And when she returns—different, colder, and no longer looking at him the same way—Dante realizes one terrifying truth: He is too late to remain detached. And this time, she is not his son’s mate anymore. She is his. ***************************************************** Now, in a kingdom tearing itself apart with secrets, betrayal, and rising threats, the two are bound once more by fate. She fights to destroy the past. He fights to possess her future. And neither of them is willing to lose again.

"Good afternoon, ma'am. You just walked out of Boston City Hall looking absolutely radiant. Any special occasion to celebrate?" "I'm getting divorced." "I'm sorry to hear that. Would you mind telling me what happened?" "He's been bedding his late right-hand man's sister. In my art studio, on my yacht, across my private study desk, and even on the grand piano in our living room. He thought I didn't know." "I can't imagine how much this hurts. I'm so sorry for what you're going through. Where are you heading now?" "The hospital. Prenatal checkup." ... The interview went viral within hours for her calm, unflinching recounting of the betrayal and the shocking contrast between her glamorous mafia wife identity and her devastating situation. It didn't take long for netizens to dig out my identity, and the entire world now knows the woman in that video is me. Elena, Donna of the Moretti family. Three years ago, Vincenzo Moretti, the undisputed Don who ruled Boston's underworld with an iron fist, threw me a wedding that made headlines across the nation. Back then, everyone envied me, calling me the luckiest woman alive. But now? That interview had been online for nearly two days, and Vincenzo was still lost in his little love nest. By the time Vincenzo finally bothered to watch the video his men had forwarded to him, I was already in New Zealand. The whole world knew I was leaving Vincenzo Moretti. He was the last person on earth to find out.