Third Lifetime Novels & Stories

In Reychelle City, a contest was held to crown the most beautiful woman. After my cousin scarred my face, she seized first place with ease. What she never expected was that this year's contest wasn't for fame; it was to select the future wife of the Third Prince, a ruthless, bloodthirsty eunuch. That very afternoon, gifts poured in by the cartload. My betrothed panicked. That night, he tore up our engagement contract and carried my cousin into the bridal chamber. The next day, she trailed her lacquered fingertips across my cheek and sneered, "Alicia, with your ruined face, who would ever want you? Perhaps the beggar at the street corner might take you in." I caught her wrist, let out a cold laugh, and said, "Who told you I would marry a beggar?" Before her stunned eyes, I pushed open my parents' chamber doors. "Mom, since Maggie doesn't wish to be the prince's consort… let me take her place." Three years later, before the eyes of a shocked court, the Third Prince entered the grand hall with me at his side, with two children in tow. No one had foreseen it. This body of mine, blessed with the rarest gift of fertility, was the perfect match for a man believed incapable of siring heirs.

Stanley Hamilton and I were basically Southport's favorite hate-watch couple. For Elodie—my oh-so-perfect adopted sister—he wrecked my company and had my parents thrown in prison. I, in turn, drove Elodie to her death, making him watch as she jumped off a rooftop. Our forced marriage? Just a slow ride from mutual disgust straight into mutual destruction. Then came the car explosion. Stanley, who'd hated me forever, still used his last breath to shove me out of the blast. "Vivienne Weston, one lifetime tangled with you is enough. If there's a next one, let's never meet." He touched the tattoo of Elodie's name on his neck, smiling faintly as the flames took him. After he died, I wandered through life half-dead myself until illness finished the job. When I woke up in the past, staring at two betrothal contracts, I didn't hesitate—I picked the guy everyone swore was insane. Stanley and my dad? I handed them right back to Elodie. This time, I wanted no meetings, no memories, no strings. Ever again.

Three days before my wedding, my fiancé let his childhood friend alter my wedding dress. She even took the eighteen-carat blue diamond from my engagement ring and turned it into a pendant for herself. My fiancé, Lewis Chase, the most powerful mafia boss in Napels, was so afraid I would be angry that he boarded a cruise ship with his childhood friend, Quinn Turner, and left on an around-the-world voyage overnight. Lewis told me, “Eve, Quinn was just being cheeky. Don’t be upset. I’ll get you a new wedding dress and a new ring—the best money can buy. Once you've calmed down, I’ll come back, and we'll have our wedding.” He assumed I would argue and cry like I always had before, but when he returned a month later, he discovered that I had changed. I no longer got angry when he favored Quinn. I even allowed her to move into what was supposed to be our marital home. Lewis thought I had finally become more understanding, so he promised to give me the grandest wedding Napels had ever seen. What he didn’t know was that I had already given up on him. In three days, I would be boarding a flight to Switz. I didn't want the wedding anymore, and I didn't want him, either.

Victoria Lindsey's life is turned upside down when her father, Senator Lindsey, arranges for her to marry Stefan Zoric, a wealthy and handsome young man. Initially, Stefan makes it clear that the marriage is only for show, but as they spend more time together, they begin to develop real feelings for each other. However, their happiness is short-lived as Victoria discovers that Stefan's family is involved in some shady business with the help of her father. Can she expose their evil acts? At the expense of what? Will Stefan support her?

"I, Bella Brown, reject you, Barnett Morris, as my mate." At that very moment, I rejected my hard-earned second chance mate and forever abandoned the chance for happiness. __________________ Bella Brown is the daughter of the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. At 19, she met her first mate, Beta Gray, but he cruelly rejected her. Regaining her confidence and love for life, a year later, she luckily met her second mate, Barnett, who is the Alpha of the Silver Wind Pack and the dream lover of many she-wolves. While the Moon Goddess put a curse on Bella again. Barnett betrayed Bella and had an illegal child with his mistress. Don’t want to bear the humiliation and such kind of betrayal, Bella initiative rejected her hard-earned second chance mate and forever abandoned the chance for happiness. But why do Gray and Barnett beg for her forgiveness and want to rebuild their bonds again? And why does King Haydn forcefully tell everyone that she is his Luna Queen?

It all started with a night. He was a widower looking for a way to release his stress. She was a waitress who had just lost her job. She was also looking for a way to release her stress. They met in a bar and things led to a steamy night. What's next? How will they react when they wake up next to each other? Where will it lead, when they meet each other again in a place where they least expected to meet? ----------------------- "What are you doing here?" Richard asks her, surprised. "Why are you here?" Lilian asks him, surprised. "I am the CEO of this company and this is my building", he answers. "Oh shit, I am here because of some work", she replies. "Well . . . in that case, how about we recreate the steamy night that we spent together once again? I really cannot get you and your body out of my head", he says coming closer to her. "Oh really? Then how about we have a quickie right here and right now on your desk?", she asks with a confident smile. ------------------------------------- Richard Matthews is a widower, billionaire and CEO known for his ruthless ways of treating women. He never had even the slightest respect for the female gender, because of what his wife did to him. Lilian Johnson is a small town girl who came to the big city with so much hopes and dreams. Life was not easy for her, as she had to go through so many obstacles to get to where she was now. What's next for these two? What does the future hold for these two, when they haven't made peace with their past?

A post asked: "What did it feel like to marry someone you didn’t love?" My husband answered, "No fun in bed at all. Every day, I think about divorce." Owen Clinton’s first love, Luna Dawson, had returned to town, and sparks had reignited between them in secret. Luna, with smug confidence, had urged me to step aside. But I only laughed as I tossed the divorce papers at her. "If you were so capable, you’d get him to sign them. Otherwise, I won't even take you seriously.”

My wedding to Don Lorenzo Corsica was always 'almost.' Five years engaged. Thirty-two weddings. Every single one crashed and burned. Then came number thirty-three. Halfway through, the chapel wall caved in. I landed in the ICU. Skull fracture. Major concussion. A dozen critical alerts. Two months stuck between life and death. Then I clawed my way back. On discharge day, I caught him talking to his right-hand guy. "Don, if you're really into that scholarship girl, just dump Ms. Mortoro," the guy said. "Corsicas can kill gossip. No need for staged accidents... She nearly died." Lorenzo went quiet. Then finally, "I owed her parents. They died for me. Marrying her was the only way to repay that. But I love Sofia. She's the one I want." I looked down at my stitched-up body and cried without a sound. So it wasn't fate that wrecked me. It was him. If he couldn't choose, I'd do it for him.

Lord Xander was the ruler of the popular Xander community. He was fierce, cold evil and heartless - so many people believed. He was one of the most skillful in sword fights and Xander could fight a hundred men alone and come out victorious - that was just how powerful he was. If Xander wasn't in a battle field, he was in the training ground. If Xander wasn't killing someone, he was definitely watching a person get punished. That was his daily routine. That was the only pleasure he enjoyed. People feared and respected him so much. They worshipped the ground he stepped on. Even when he was wrong, nobody dared to correct him or say a word to him. Though, he wasn't a King but just a Master of a community, people felt he was more powerful than 10 Kings put together. He's been married to two ladies previously, but they all ended up dead - due to Unknown reasons. The community needed an heir and so, Xander had to get married to another wife - a third wife. And unfortunately, it turned out to be a stubborn princess who swore to do everything in her power to make sure he divorces her.

Everything started when the oh-so-hot macho entertainer danced in front of the beautifully sizzling Tamara Davis on the night of her best friend's bridal shower. She wasn't the bride, but the man was intent on pleasing her all night! The next thing she knew, the supposed just-for-fun night out with her friends turned out to be a night of the blazing fire she shared with this sexy male stripper when the two of them ended up on the bed, and they brought each other to their own kind of paradise. Tamara thought that whatever was left on that night would remain that night. She was wrong, though. Fate intervened, rekindling their flame when they unexpectedly met again one sunny day. And she discovered that the man she had sex with was about to become her new boss!