Novel & Cerita The House Of Eve

One decision and one day changed her life forever. "Yes I will keep it safe. "Can a few seconds or minutes shatter your life like never before? Mia, a girl who is very kind and loving with a smart mouth. She has to face the biggest dilemma of her life that is to either forgive or seek REVENGE. Sean never chose this life rather it was forced upon him. He always wanted to live like a normal person but can he? Or the coming of Mia into his life change his view about life altogether? Can their love make them forget the past and forgive each other? Or will revenge become heavier and sweep their lives out?

Giovanni, the childhood sweetheart who promised to marry me the moment we were old enough, proposed to my stepsister at my 21st birthday celebration. During my lowest moment, Corleone, the don of Lanford's most powerful mafia family, publicly declared that I was the woman he had secretly loved for years. He promised to protect me for the rest of my life and gave me a wedding beyond my wildest dreams. For five years, he treated me with endless tenderness and devotion. Then one day, when I was about to tell him I was pregnant, I accidentally overheard a conversation between him and his consigliere. "Don, it's been five years. You don't even love your wife, yet for Miss Lilia's sake, you've trapped yourself in this marriage. Are you really going to keep suffering like this?" "Since I can't marry Lilia, it doesn't matter who I marry. As long as I'm here, no one can interfere with her happiness." Only then did I realize that my five-year marriage had been nothing but a lie. Later, I discovered that his safe was filled with Lilia’s letters, hairpins, and photographs. Even the journal he never allowed me to see was filled with her name. [May Lilia rise to the top and see all her dreams come true.] [May things go smoothly for Lilia, and that she shines brilliantly.] [Though I cannot stand by your side, I will do everything in my power to clear every obstacle from your way.] I tore up my pregnancy report, prepared a new identity, and planned a fire. From that day on, we’d never see each other again.

All Alessandro ‘Sandro’ Kennedy De Rossi ever wanted was to marry the woman of his dreams and Selena Salvatore was everything he could ever ask for. Beautiful, kind, and smart, her innocence drew him to her like a moon to water. They were inseparable and when their wedding day arrives, he knew that his life would be complete until tragedy strikes both of them and leave the lover separated. Losing Selena almost destroys Sandro until he finds out the truth of their accident which later reveals she was alive after all. Though Selena loses her memory and remembers nothing about the man she had married months ago, Sandro decides to use drastic measures by kidnap his wife. Convincing her about their love wasn’t easy but it was a challenge he was willing to take if it means getting her back and facing his enemies. He had lost her once, he won’t lose her again.

Due to the change in my work location, I'd already informed Paul Miller, my part-time helper, to look for a job elsewhere three months ago. Back then, Paul had agreed to do so immediately. But when I'm about to move out of my old home, he made an absurd request to me. "I've spent so many years working for you to the bone. According to this industry's rules, you have to take care of me for the rest of my life. But if you refuse to do that, you can pay me a pension of ten thousand dollars every month." I'm stunned, to say the least. Did I hire a part-time helper, or did I find myself a financial burden instead? I turn Paul down immediately, so he decides to take a step back. "If you don't want to pay me, then give me this house of yours. I can't just leave without anything, right? It'll just show how petty of an employer you are. If not, I'll humiliate you in the group chat!" Fury floods my senses immediately. Fine. Let's see who will get humiliated here!

I worked in bottle service at a nightclub for four years just to support my boyfriend. His startup business failed. He told me he owed a fortune to loan sharks, saying that they would cut off his fingers if he failed to pay up. I gave him every dollar I had saved just to help him clear off his debt. I even gave him the emerald bracelet my mother had left me before she passed away. That night, I unintentionally overheard a conversation from one of the private rooms while I was working. "Preston, your girlfriend never would have given you that bracelet she had been hiding if Mia hadn't suggested we pretend to be debt collectors and assist you with this little show." Preston Hale laughed smugly before draining the drink in his glass. "It's just an old bracelet. Mia liked it, so I gave it to her." Then, he leaned back and added, "Now, help me think of another way to test Nora." So that was the truth. The love I dedicated for four years was just a test to him. The loan sharks, debt, fear, and desperation—he had orchestrated it all. I turned, walking out on him and out of the nightclub. Then, I reached out to my older brother, Adrian Whitmore, with whom I had been fighting for years. "Adrian," I told him, "I lost. I'll marry the man you arranged for me to meet."

I loved Adriano Ferraro—yeah, that Don—for five freaking years. He wasn't just my fiancé; he was my anchor in a world where loyalty got tested, and weakness got you killed. We had it all mapped out—dreams, plans, a future we actually thought we owned. Until I lost our baby. I reached for him, shaking, desperate for anything. But comfort never came. Instead, it was her. His stepsister, propped up. "Don't buy her act. She's just fishing for attention—again." That snake smiled like she just won a prize for emotional torture, dripping venom while fanning the flames. And Adriano? He bought it. He turned away. In that moment, it hit me—I wasn't just grieving. I was completely alone. The kid I carried, the future I built in my head? Gone. And so was I. I walked out. On him. On the Ferraro Family I was stupid enough to think I could belong to. All I left behind was silence. Empty space where we used to be. Now Adriano's drowning in regret, but it's too damn late. The life we should've had, the love we should've built? Dust. And her? The stepsister who ruined it all? She's paying for every lie.

I am reborn with memories of my past life. And I carry a secret with me: my fiance, Ethan Larsen, had forged our marriage certificate. The one he had actually married was Serena Gray. But I do not expose his lie. Instead, I quietly submit my application to Greenvale University and eventually become a permanent resident in Verenza. In my past life, I spent a lifetime believing in a lie. I thought I was his wife, until I learned the truth on the day he died. He married Serena out of love but kept me only due to his sense of duty. On the funeral day, Serena arrived dressed in white, holding the actual marriage certificate in her hand. She effortlessly took over all his inheritance, while I was thrown out of the house, penniless, with nothing left but a trampled heart. In this life, I will no longer beg for love nor stay put out of pity. I'll leave quietly and live freely. They can keep acting out their so-called "perfect" love story. Because now, I can see it crystal clear—some women are born to be loved, while others are reborn so they don't have to wait to be loved.

Forever Us is part 2 of the book Us. It picks up where Crystal Martini and Brooks Milner leave off in the first part, after getting engaged and finding out they are expecting.

Blurb: What if you were chosen by a stranger to be his mate? What if the stranger was not a human being? A werewolf! Could a human and a werewolf fall in love? Could they even get married? Could a human girl bear the obstacles of being a werewolf? After his mate was killed by human beings and getting deeply injured, Eugene had found a chosen human mate, whom had taken care of him. Lydia was his best friend and best mate and lover.

On the day I was cleared for depression, Olivia Jones spoke up out of nowhere as she drove. "I have another family out there." The words hit without warning. My head rang. She kept her eyes on the road and went on, almost like she was talking to herself. "All these years, you were spiraling, talking about dying every day. I was just as miserable. Now you're better, and the baby's here. It's time I make things right with my real husband and child." It took me a long moment to find my voice. When it came out, it shook. "Then what are we, me and the kid? Just placeholders?" She didn't deny it right away. After a pause, she said, calm and steady, "Call it whatever you want. You won't leave anyway. Not with the kid, right?" The warmth drained out of my body. I had been holding it together for show. At once, it all broke.