Twelve Thirty Movie Novels & Stories

Natalie Hale spent five years loving a man who never learned to look at her. When Ethan Cole's first love returns and he asks for a divorce, Natalie doesn't beg. She doesn't break. She asks for one month, thirty days for him to fulfill every promise he made and never kept. A candlelit dinner, a drive-in movie, an amusement park in autumn, Small things. The things that were supposed to mean us. He agrees, then he cancels and then he lies. Then she waits alone, again and again, learning in real time what she already knew in her bones, she was never his priority. But something shifts during that month. He begins to see her: her beauty, her grace, the way a room moves when she enters it. T

Damian, the rival heir who turned a hostile takeover into a proposal — and made it clear the merger includes her, completely. Theo, the dockworker with a past nobody can explain, who knows more about her grandfather’s will than he should. Marcus, older, composed, dangerous — a man who’s spent years waiting for his moment and doesn’t intend to lose it now. A quad marriage, legal on a technicality, was supposed to be strictly business. Separate rooms. Minimal contact. A means to an end. It lasted one week. Now Sera is living under one roof with four men who’ve stopped pretending they can share her politely — while someone close to home is working to destroy everything she ju

During a family gathering, my daughter drove her rideable toy car straight into me and shattered my leg because she wanted to stand up for her live-in manny, Wilson Smith. As I lay on the ground in agony, she glared at me and said, "You're not my dad! Wilson takes care of me. He's kind to me. Mom and I both like him!" From where I had fallen, I looked up and saw Wilson standing at the center of the crowd, surrounded by smiles and admiration. At that moment, a bitter realization settled over me. I mattered less than a manny to my own family. I soon filed for divorce. Then, I signed up for a community revitalization initiative and spent the next twenty years helping struggling communities

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 repa

I was Callum's secret mate for twelve years. I managed his internal affairs, placated the elders, guarded the borders, fought off rogues, and handled every mess he didn't want to deal with. But he never looked me in the eye in public. Even when I was pregnant and attacked by rogue wolves, he was having sex with the daughter of an Alpha from the neighboring wolf pack. I didn't hesitate to sever my mate bond and leave. Five years later, I met him again at a Multi-Pack Council banquet. He looked at my logo-free clothes, his eyes filled with arrogant disdain: "Sera, I'm marrying Vivienne next month. She's an Alpha's daughter; only she deserves to be Luna. But I can send you back to the wolf

Jace Steadman. My best friend’s father. Older. Controlled. Quiet in a way that makes my pulse stutter. A man who never looks twice at anyone… Except this time, he looked at me. One glance at my ruined makeup and shaking breath, and suddenly he felt too close. Too warm. Too dangerous. His voice was gentle when everyone else had been cruel. And when he sat beside me beneath the glow of the fire, I felt something I hadn’t felt in years: Wanted. Not sweetly. Not politely. But with a quiet, restrained hunger that made my heart slam against my ribs. To distract me from the pain—and to stop himself from touching me—we made a game of it: Twelve days. Twelve dares. No

Nyla Ravensalt is just a low-ranking Omega Courier, delivering runic herbs in the dangerous Shadowmoon Territory. For six years, she thought her mate bond with the future Alpha Successor, Ronan Ashclaw, was safe. But when she catches him with another female wolf, her world breaks. Rejected and mocked as a cold, boring wolf who isn't fit to be a Luna, Nyla gets drunk on fire-water to forget the deep pain in her heart. In her wild, angry state, she jumps into a grand horse wagon to hide—and comes face-to-face with Magnus Saltwood, the terrifying Supreme Alpha Lord who rules the entire Pack Dominion. Wanting to prove her old mate wrong and show she is a real female wolf, Nyla makes a crazy c

When I first caught Miles cheating on me, I pinned him down at the entrance whenever he came home every day. I would pull down his pants and spray high-concentration alcohol all over his nether regions. He always went along with it with teary eyes because he knew he had been in the wrong. He would only look at me with a pitiful gaze and coax me to stop. One day, he came home two hours late. I became mad when I smelled the perfume on him. I started taking off his belt forcefully and yelled, “Last time, when you had your fun with one woman, you came home half an hour late. “Now you’re two hours late. Talk! Did you sleep with four?” Even though he apologized to me for the twenty-ninth ti

On the day I decide to divorce Evan Beckett, I still make lunch and deliver it to him in person. After he takes a sip out of the soup, he widens his eyes in surprise. "The soup's pretty decent! I'll have it again tomorrow!" I nod in response. "Sure thing. I'll teach the housekeeper how to cook it later." That's when Evan lifts his head to look at me. "You got something going on tomorrow?" "Let's get a divorce, Evan." I sound very calm; so calm that everyone, including Evan, thinks that I'm throwing another tantrum. But what they don't know is that I'll be traveling to the ends of the earth with a research team, where we'll be based in for eternity, in 12 hours.

Benhail Gunther, a billionaire who owned one of the biggest wineries in Texas had lived a normal life until he got the news that was going to change his life forever. Now, he needed to act fast, and produce an heir to own all his assets. Emery, a young woman who schlepped the weight of the world on her shoulders, lived with her ailing twin sister who was on the verge of losing her life. She was her only family and she had to do all she could to save her. - - When Emery met Benhail in the passageway that led to the exit of the clubhouse, she summoned the courage to approach him and ask what he wanted. If they had the same interest, maybe they could strike a deal. She offered him pr