The Lost Metal Novels & Stories

Emilie "Emmie" Davis. A sweet girl from a sweet family. A straight-A student (much to her parents' satisfaction). Cheerleader - both literally and emotionally. A sincere young lady with the best manners, and even a better heart. ☆ Ramsay Jones. The bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks. The son of the leader of one of the two gangs on the Southside: the Vipers. A boy with countless layers and secrets and a stone-cold exterior. ☆ Watch as they fall in love in this opposites-attract, forbidden romance story, where home violence and eating disorders are mixed with sexual attraction, dominance, and everything else you might encounter in your daily life.

Labinlimang taon siyang nawala. Dinukot, tinanggalan ng pagkakakilanlan, at halos nakalimutan na ng lahat. Ngayon, bumalik si Luna Valencia, the only heir ng powerful Valencia family, dala ang tapang at ganda na parang sandata, handang harapin ang mundong minsang iniwan niya. Akala niya’y simpleng misyon lang ang pagbabalik, isang tungkuling sa wakas ay matatapos na. Ngunit nagbago ang lahat nang magtagpo ang mata nila ng lalaki sa kabilang kalye. That man was no other than Isaac Knight Fernandez. Ang malamig at mailap na pinuno ng pamilya Fernandez, na kilala bilang isang bituing hindi maabot. Subalit para kay Luna, siya ang perpektong paglalarawan ng lalaking gusto niya. In an instant, the lost heiress found her secret obsession. And when Luna wants something—she never lets go. “I saw you, Isaac Fernandez… and I won’t stop until you’re mine.” Sa likod ng kanyang mapanganib na plano, may isang tinig na nakikisali. Puno ng nakakakilabot na tawa at kasabikan, “You think you’re the only one obsessed, Luna? From the moment I saw you… I knew you were already mine.” Sa isang mundong puno ng tsismis, kapangyarihan, at kasinungalingan, magtatagumpay kaya ang lihim na obsesyon, o ito na ba ang magiging simula ng kaniyang pagbagsak?

I never called my stepbrother, Victor Rossi, "brother." I loved him. In my previous life, I forced him to marry me, and we became the most infamously miserable couple in New Hampston's mafia circles. On Monday, he threw me into a lion's cage after starving the beast for three days. On Tuesday, I tied him to a spinning wheel and forced him to play Russian roulette. He hated me for tearing him away from the woman he loved. I hated him because we had grown up side by side, yet even after ten years of marriage, he could not forget the woman from the fishing village. Even in bed, wrapped around each other, we hurled the cruelest curses at one another. When the cruise ship went up in flames, Victor gave me his chance to live. He shoved me onto the last lifeboat, his voice gentler than it had ever been. "This life was exhausting. I don't want to fight with you anymore. Live well. In the next life, let me go." I watched the fire swallow him along with the ship. The deep sea buried everything. The light in my eyes went out with it. I threw myself into the freezing water and ended that absurd, painful life with my own hands. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the moment I forced him to marry me. In this life, I would not destroy us both. As I watched him kneel before me, defiant even in the face of death, I did not drive away the woman he loved as I had before. "I will let you have her." Under Victor's stunned gaze, my eyes reddened as I spoke softly. "This time, I am the one who does not want you."

Nick Horden was the kind of man everyone in New York’s elite circles whispered about. He was rich, reckless, and a little unhinged. But for all his chaos, he only ever cared about one person: Lisa Winters, a girl with nothing to her name, the half-starved homeless girl he once pulled off the streets. From fifteen to twenty-five, he gave her everything. His love, his devotion, and every bit of tenderness a man like him was capable of. Then one day, another woman appeared. Nick said she was different. She had been through hell, fought her way back, and refused to break. And little by little, she took Lisa’s place…

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

Freya, the youngest omega of the Blueblood Pack, has spent her life suffering abuse and rejection. When she learns her mate is Kane, the cold and cruel alpha, her world shatters as he openly rejects her, branding her as worthless. Cast out and broken, Freya is left to fight for herself in the dangerous woods. But fate has other plans. Rescued by a strange rogue, Freya discovers a secret power within her, a heritage that could change the fate of all werewolves. As betrayal threatens to destroy the Blueblood Pack, Freya must rise above her pain and face her past, including the alpha who once scorned her. With three enemies planning against her, a forbidden second chance at love, and a secret that could change everything, Freya must fight for her pack, her future, and her happiness. Can Freya accept her strength, protect her future children, and forgive the mate who rejected her? Or will the shadows of treason consume them all?

Bastard son of Oskar Ungart, Ulfgar grew up an outcast amongst a brotherly society. Never fitting in with his half-brothers, the legitimate children of the Ungart clan, he spent many days by himself. Un-sculpted by his culture he was left to his own interests. This in return pushed him farther away from his father and his clan. Ulfgar Ungart chose to pursue wizardry and necromancy in his hate filled lust for power and revenge. scorned for his chosen path his father ridiculed and banished him from his home lands. With his pride in tatters and his mothers death spurring him on his way he left to his uncles. It was there he heard of Witch Mountain and the hermit who dwelled in the forest. Ulfgar knew this was his chance to grab ahold of his dreams and finally become the wizard he knew he was.

I'm the true heir to an affluent family who got switched at birth. But when I'm reunited with my family, they suddenly announce their bankruptcy. The sprawling mansion is repossessed, leaving me, my wife, and my parents to sleep on the streets. My parents are so furious that they end up getting admitted to the hospital—one gets a stroke, and the other passes away. My wife gets her legs broken by one of the creditors, and my son is so frightened that he becomes mentally impaired. To bear the astronomical medical bill, I work countless part-time jobs and put myself through the wringer. Everything changes when, one day, I accept a job as a temporary driver. I go to a lavish hotel's banquet hall. A celebration for a gold wedding is being held there, and I see my late mother and paralyzed father sharing a kiss onstage. My crippled wife is dancing offstage as she enjoys the festivities. Meanwhile, my son speaks fluently in a foreign language as he speaks with a foreign child.

The day two students got into a dispute, I ran into Morris Freeman, my ex from ten years ago. The boy who had been fighting wiped his tears and called him "Dad". Morris froze when he saw me, then finally remembered what was going on and apologized. "Ms. Langstaff, I'm sorry for causing you trouble." I handled the compensation by the book and wrapped everything up. When it was over, he lagged behind, clearly wanting to say something. "Back then, I remember you didn't want to be a teacher." I gave a faint smile and walked him to the office door. "People change. So do their ideas." Just like my feelings for him. That chapter had been closed a long time ago.

On the day that was supposed to be my wedding—the bride wasn’t me. The ceremony I’d waited for five years for turned into a joke when Valentina, my sister, walked down the marble aisle in a white wedding dress. Her arm was linked with Luca’s — the man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the altar. “I’m sorry, Bianca,” she said softly. “But you are no longer the bride today.” Then she touched her stomach, eyes gleaming with triumph. “I’m pregnant with Don Romano’s child.” Her words detonated inside my skull, and the whole world went silent. As if afraid I wouldn’t believe her, she lifted something glossy up towards the light. A black-and-white ultrasound image. It read clearly: Gestational age — 12 weeks. My eyes burned, tears stinging as I turned to Luca, desperately searching for anything—a denial, an explanation, regret. Instead, he only sighed, weary and resigned. “Bianca, I’m sorry.” he said helplessly. “Valentina doesn’t have much time left. This wedding… it was her last wish.” “I’ll make it up to you,” he added. “We can have another wedding later.” My father, Moretti, stood behind him, wearing the same stern expression he’d worn my entire life. I have never seen him smile at me, not even once. “Bianca,” he said sharply, “Your sister is dying. Let her have this.” My brother nodded without saying a single word, as if that was enough to be a solid answer. All my life, they had chosen her—her tears, her whims, her needs—over mine. Today was no different. Something inside me quietly cracked. Fine. If no one in this family cares about me, I’ll leave.