True Justice Novels & Stories

Dario Morello came from old money in Santria City—but his family was cursed. Every guy in that bloodline dropped dead before twenty-five, like something sucked the life out of them. The only way out? Marry someone with a rare fertility gene. In my last life, my adopted sister Serena jacked my wedding dress and took my place at the altar. I exposed her right there in front of everyone. She became Santria's biggest joke. Then she killed herself. My parents said I was heartless. Cut me off without blinking. Dario? He hated me too. On the anniversary of Serena's death, he locked me in a basement, strapped me with explosives, and snapped, "That fertility gene lie? You made it up for clout and cash. Serena was pregnant with my kid. You killed them both. So now—you're going with her." Next thing I knew, I was waking up on the morning of the wedding. This time? I helped Serena with the veil and wished them a perfect life.

I was the real son, finally found and brought back by my billionaire parents, only to be diagnosed with leukemia right after. The only person who matched my bone marrow was the adopted son, Doug Daniel. So my parents rushed to bring him back into the family, making him my donor. To make it up to him, they did everything they could for him. My parents handed over the inheritance. My fiancée, Moira Stevens, hovered around him every day. When the pain got so bad that I could barely stand it, my parents pointed at me and snapped, "Jay! You keep bringing up your illness. Are you really that eager to take away Doug's health?" Moira, a medical school professor, didn't hold back either. "I'm a doctor. You think I don't understand your condition? You act like you're dying every single day. You just can't stand that we're being nice to Doug." On the day of the transplant, I lay on the operating table and waited. But Moira, the one in charge of harvesting Doug's marrow, never came in. I closed my eyes and waited for death. None of them knew I had already signed up to donate my body.

Lyra's life has been turned upside down when she learns that her father has groomed her for her whole life, never planning to let her find her true mate. His plans to force her into an unwanted mate bond cause her to run. She runs into the arms of a man that she assumes is her true mate. Once under her protection everything that she knows about the world around her is false. Lyra cannot even be sure of what she is anymore and what the future will hold for her, her mates, or her future children. Her survival is imperative to not only the werewolf race but other supernatural races as well. But can she survive every obstacle that is thrown at her and fulfill her destiny?

For the longest of times Ellie had an obsession about becoming a wife and mother. More importantly she has for a very long time planning her wedding . She knew what dress she wanted, centerpiece, cake ,theme ,and venue amongst other things that came with planning a wedding . Ellie believed in true love and she believed that she had found it with Dexter. He was always the safe choice for her. In her heart and mind Ellie believed that she had made the right choice by choosing Dex ; even when he didn't have a regular nine to five job. He was a lawyer and she was in the PR industry. Even though they were from different worlds, their differences made them a balanced couple... Until the unthinkable happened. Maxwell has only ever loved one person . He made the mistake of believing a lie he was told ;and years later he crosses paths with Ellie and wants to play for keeps. Even if it means taking a break from his career. Will Ellie ever open her heart again to love ? Will Maxwell make peace with his past and be worthy of Ellie's love?

Outcasted and lost Willow Addison has no idea what to do. Unable to go home she finds herself in the middle of the forest and confused about how she got there. She is blocking a deep dark secret that could mean her life. Luke Ashton is young, charming and extremely gorgeous. When Willow first comes in to his families land he feels an immediate pull to her. He feels everything she is feeling and immediately wants nothing but to help her and be near her. But when an ancient enemy threatens everything he will fight to keep her safe. The only problem is she knows nothing about her true heritage and how special she really is. Can he help her find herself before it is to late? Is she meant for him or is he just a stepping stone for her to reach her greatness? Join Luke and Willow in their journey against this ancient enemy and to finding Willow's true place.

Ashina Fenrir was born into legacy and sadly, loss. The daughter of a powerful Gamma and sister to Ironclaw Tribe’s Delta, her life shattered when both were brutally murdered. Her mother, desperate to protect her, sealed Ashina’s wolf form with a witch’s spell and arranged a quiet marriage to Farkas Veldon to hide her away. However, safety was an illusion. Betrayed and trapped in a loveless union, Ashina breaks free only to discover haunting truths about her family’s deaths. Determined to seek justice, she strikes a dangerous deal with King Dragor; eliminate a rogue faction in six months, and earn the right to investigate. As battle calls, the spell breaks, and Ashina’s true power awakens. With her wolf reborn, so too is her past… and her destiny. Standing in her way is Alpha Boris Nightbane, the kingdom’s fiercest warrior—and the man who once watched her from the shadows, claiming her as his fated mate. Now, between war, buried secrets, and a pull she can’t resist, Ashina must decide; will she fight for justice, love, or vengeance? In a world where loyalty is a lie and power is survival, the she-wolf is done running. This time, she makes herself known.

Have you heard the saying "sometimes you have to run to fight another day", that's exactly what my father had to do. My name is Asher and my kingdom was attacked by wizards, a coven of witches and a pack of werewolves when I was just about four years old and before you start wondering if they exist, yes they do at least in the world where I come from. I just found out last week when my father was drawing his last breath after being sliced in the guts by a werewolf, and it turns out that he was a king and our kingdom is being ruled by a group of witches, wizards and a pack of werewolves. After my dad fled with me, the witches sent warriors after us to kill my father and I. They didn't want me returning when I am grown to reclaim the throne hence, the reason for the warriors. Well, it turns out that their worst nightmares will soon be their reality because even if I wouldn't have done it before I am definitely doing it now that they killed my father and almost killed me. With that in mind my adventure begins and justice will soon prevail.

My husband was praised by my friends as the perfect husband in the world. Everyone said he loved me to death and practically put me on a pedestal. Then came my prenatal checkup. My older cousin, Catherina Bow, called him with a farewell message before attempting suicide. Without hesitation, he abandoned me and rushed off in panic. I was six months pregnant at that time. My mother expected me to be the bigger person and “lend” my husband to Catherina, who was depressed. My brother snapped at me, "The only reason you’re still in this house is because Catherina spoke up for you. Whatever she wants, you should give it to her!" I found it absurd. I was supposed to be their family. She was nothing but a cuckoo in my nest. When I finally decided to walk away from all of them, they regretted their actions.

The day I finally got the witch's potion to heal his wolf, I threw my arms around Ethan, trembling with excitement. "Your wolf can be healed. We can finally be together. Really together!" He clicked his tongue. "That eager to be marked?" I froze. What does that mean? Then laughter exploded from his phone. A group call, speaker on. "Ethan, she's even dumber than we thought! She actually went and found a cure so she could marry you. Just mark her already—she's desperate!" "Even if his wolf gets fixed, Sera's the one who deserves to be Luna. A pureblood, not some bastard whose mom slept her way into the family. How does she deserve to marry an Alpha?" Alpha? Luna? I stared at the man in front of me, the one who'd always seemed so fragile, whose wolf was supposedly so faint it could barely be sensed. He was the Alpha heir of our pack. And Sera was the stepsister who'd been bullying and tormenting me since middle school. Three years. All Ethan had to do was take a few scent-suppressing pills, and I'd fallen for every word. Everything he'd done was to keep Sera happy.

I had been in a secret relationship with Don Vincent Russo for ten years. The night I found out I was pregnant, he had already booked a wedding. I thought the man who had taken me in from the orphanage was finally going to give me a home. That was, until I saw the video of him kissing his first love, Sofia Costa. On my way to confront him, I was hit by a car and thrown onto the pavement. Lying in a pool of my own blood, I called him again and again. Nineteen times. When he finally answered, he was coaxing Sofia. "If it's too noisy, just turn off the phone, my principessa. Your mood matters most. "Our partnership with the Costa family depends on you." I hung up in despair. What he did not know was that not long before that, I had learned the truth. I was the real heir to the Costa family. The woman he loved… was nothing more than a fake I would tear down with my own hands.