The Reclusive Genius Came And Conquered Novels & Stories

Toby’s childhood friend got pregnant before forming a mate bond. To keep her from being ridiculed by the pack, Toby decided to bond with her. I could not accept it. I cried as I asked him, “What about me? What about the pup I am carrying?” However, Toby remained calm as he replied, “Stacy, Tammy is different from you. I am all she has. If the other wolves find out she got pregnant without a mate bond, the rumors and judgment would destroy her.” Still, Toby forgot that I had no one else either. I also got pregnant without a mate bond, and it was his pup. Soon, the entire pack was mocking me, calling me promiscuous, claiming that I was carrying some illegitimate child whose father was a mystery. Toby just stood there, supporting his pregnant childhood friend, watching with everyone else. That was when I realized love came with priorities. As the one Toby placed at the bottom, I made the heartbreaking choice to end the pregnancy, so he and Tammy could have the love he chose to protect first.

Nita’s marriage crashed when her husband longtime lover returned to town. Shattered and heartbroken, she files for divorce. After divorce, she gets to know that her family’s company was about to be taken over by a man because of the debt they owed him. The man was the renowned billionaire, Willow Bryan. Using the debt as a yardstick, he made sure Nita became his wife on a laid down condition. How will their relationship thrive when secrets about their past begins to be revealed? Will Nita be able to bear it all?

My boyfriend passed away from illness. Before he died, he asked me to look after his only younger brother—Callum Ressler. I put Callum through college, and helped him build his company from the ground up. Then one night, after a round of drinking at some work function, he ended up in bed with me. While I wrestled with what we were to each other, I noticed something on his office desk: a photo of me, framed neatly beside an engagement ring. My heart stirred. I pushed open the lounge door, ready to finally talk about us. But just as the door creaked open, a white camisole fell at my feet. I froze. Callum pulled the covers tightly around a shocked female assistant. "Diana, ever heard of knocking?" he snapped. Face pale, limbs suddenly uncoordinated, I started backing out. But the assistant's timid voice stopped me. "Diana… could you hand me my clothes?" I ignored the hostility behind her eyes, grabbed the garment, tossed it onto the bed, and left in a hurry. Once I stepped outside the company building, Callum called. "Diana, you should really stop barging into my room like that." I laughed and agreed. From that moment on, I never stepped into his world again.

After seven years together, Ruby Longley ghosted me the day before we were supposed to get our marriage license. I freaked. While tearing through the city looking for her, I got into a nightmare crash. That night, she finally texted: [Steven cut his wrist. He's really fragile right now. He can't deal with any drama. He needs me at the hospital.] [Let's push the wedding back three years. Don't contact me until then. Let him heal.] [Handle our parents. And don't upset Steven. Just tell them you're the one who got cold feet.] The ER nurse's eyes were red as she pressed my bloody finger to my phone and typed back for me. [The PATIENT is in critical condition. Please come to the HOSPITAL immediately.] A second later, my phone lit up again. Steven Buffrey. Ruby's childhood friend. The social feed showed a photo of two hands locked together, fingers making a heart. In the middle sat a bandage over one tiny scratch. Caption: [She said my life matters more than anything. Bro, quit faking sick and sulking.] Ruby's friends smashed the like button. They called it true love. Not one person said my name. Like tomorrow's marriage license appointment had nothing to do with me. I laughed, bitter and weightless, floating above the ER as my heart monitor flatlined.

Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.

My daughter Stella was dying—kidneys shot, barely hanging on. She needed a transplant. Fast. But my wife, Kylie—the hospital director—stole the donor kidney meant for Stella and handed it off to her old flame's kid instead. That boy lived. They celebrated. Played happy family while my daughter was bleeding out hope. That same day, I called Kylie. Told her Stella didn't have much time. All she said was, "That ungrateful brat's faking it again? Lying? If she wants to die, let her." Stella didn't make it. Her body gave out in the worst way. And when Kylie finally saw her—really saw her—she broke.

News of my groom's death arrived, but I shed no tears. Instead, I quickly reclaimed his shares and had his death officially recorded. Why? I was reborn. In my previous life, my family had adopted three boys to accompany me since childhood, all of whom were potential candidates to be my husband. As the heiress of the wealthiest family in the country, my father feared I wouldn't be happy marrying someone else we weren't familiar with. I chose Jayden, the most capable of the three brothers—but just three days after the wedding, he passed away. In my grief, I gave up on remarriage. With Jesse and Joel's persuasion, I lived the rest of my life as a widow. Upon reaching eighty, I went to Massalia, where we once pledged our love. There, I encountered Jayden…who had supposedly died sixty years ago! He was living with my maid, who had gone missing decades ago, surrounded by children and grandchildren, living a happy and contented life. When I realized I had been deceived my whole life, I was so enraged that my vision suddenly darkened. I died of a brain hemorrhage on the spot. When I awoke, I had returned to the day the news of his death had arrived. Let's see how a man who should have died intended to continue living!

Luna Ivy finally receives the blessing she has long prayed for, she’s pregnant, with triplets. After three years of giving everything to her mate, Alpha Dominic, she dreams of sharing the news and finally being loved as both his Luna and wife. But her joy shatters when she discovers Dominic’s betrayal with his childhood friend and secretary, Sophia. Heartbroken and abandoned, she divorces Dominic and walks away, determined to raise her children in secret and vowing never to let Dominic know about her pregnancy. Sophia ensures Ivy disappears out of Dominic’s life so that she would have him all for herself, but what no one knows is that Ivy, the orphan everyone dismissed as weak, is the rightful heir of a powerful Alpha bloodline. When Dominic learns of Ivy’s pregnancy too late, he will stop at nothing to bring her back. For the pains Dominic cost Ivy: Will Dominic find Ivy and win her heart again? OR Will he lose her and his children forever?

My sister-in-law is eight months pregnant. One day, she gets pushed to the ground and starts bleeding heavily. She's then taken to the hospital right away. As I drive by, I quickly roll up the window and pretend not to notice. I step on the accelerator and speed away. In my past life, though, things were different. The moment I saw her collapse, I sprang into action and took her to the hospital without delay. She was in critical condition. After the heavy bleeding, she developed amniotic fluid embolism. My husband was the city's top obstetrician. Thus, I called him urgently, pleading for him to come straight to the hospital. However, he accused me of jealousy. He was having dinner with his first love's family, after all. He claimed that I was exploiting my sister-in-law's accident to force him to come back. By the time my in-laws arrived, my sister-in-law had already succumbed to the amniotic fluid embolism. Her family blamed me for her death, convinced I had stirred trouble with my husband and brought about her demise. Having just returned from out of town, my brother-in-law believed their accusations without question. Overcome with grief, he stabbed me to death at the funeral. Opening my eyes again, I realize I've been transported back to the very day my sister-in-law is knocked down.

Belle Madrigal was forced into a contract marriage with the enigmatic and powerful Alistair Kensington, heir to Kensington Enterprises, to save her childhood home. The catch? Alistair was in a deep coma when the contract was signed. His ruthless father, Alexander Kensington, orchestrated the marriage to maintain control over the family empire. But when Alistair unexpectedly wakes up, the nightmare begins. Enraged by the forced marriage, he vows to punish Belle for what he believes is a scheme to trap him. His threats turn cruel when he swears that if they ever had children, he would erase their existence from the world. Four years later, Belle has rebuilt her life in France, raising her genius fraternal twins, Theodore and Rosalie, away from the man who once threatened them. But fate is cruel. A single hacked message from her tech-savvy son to a live TV broadcast sends a challenge to Alistair: "Come and get me, asshole." Now, with the past clawing its way back, Belle must fight to protect her children from the dangerous, brooding billionaire who is determined to reclaim what he unknowingly lost.