Twenty-five Thousand Five Hundred Novels & Stories

Alena Rossi walked in on her fiance Rayden sleeping with his secretary Stephanie in the house they shared. The chaos around her that unravelled for Rayden was beyond her reach and she hadn't cared enough to stick around and watch the fireworks. Returning to her homeland had given her unexpected surprises that she hadn't anticipated. Devon Tyler is the youngest mogul who took the real estate world by storm and was building an empire for his future. He had dominated a lot in the last five years that made him more elusive until he came face to face with his oldest friend's youngest sister Alena. The young girl who grew up next door to him until he was twenty one. The same little girl that didn't like him one bit as a child and detested his very existence like he was a peasant to her. Came face to face with the adult version, the stunning beauty who still refused to acknowledge him. So he made it his mission to charge at her with everything he has and too see if she dared continue to ignore the untouchable billionaire who refuses to be ignored. The little girl he watched from afar was now within distance and he was up for the challenge as he stared at her silently.

My ex, Jason Buckley—the guy I dumped five years ago—still sent tiny cash transfers to check if I existed. I never responded. This time, I tapped accept by accident. A second later, he lost it. "Wow, quick reflexes. What guy's been keeping you busy these past five years? Made you this cheap? Knew you couldn't get over me. "You took my 'let's fix this' gift, so we're signing marriage papers tomorrow. "My new dad's loaded—the richest in Seavora—and he can't wait to see me married." I just stared at the one-dollar payment on my screen and left him on read. The next day, he showed up at my place in Seavora City with his mom, parked right in the doorway. "This is gonna be our house, right? If you're not just after my family's money, transfer it into my name first." Yeah. He'd officially lost it. We broke up five years ago. My son's three. And if he's the heir to the richest man... what does that make my husband?

For five years of marriage, Felix Ward had spoiled Cordelia Harper like a princess, until a plane crash took him from her. Cordelia was so devastated that she wanted to follow him into death, but she was carrying their daughter. She spent five years as a widow, raising their daughter alone, and thought the rest of her life would pass that way, until the fifth year after his death, when the hidden cameras in their home captured the truth. It turned out Felix had never died. For the past five years, he was pretending to be his older brother, all because he wanted to take care of his widowed sister-in-law. He left her trapped in an impossible position, and even their five-year-old daughter took their side, complaining that Cordelia was like a nanny and hoping someone else would become her mother. Ten years of devotion shattered into nothing. Cordelia finally let go and dialed the number she thought she’d never call.“I’ll go through with the arranged marriage.” Then Cordelia returned to the research institute and stunned everyone with her brilliance. And just as the most untouchable man in Kingsford slipped a ring onto her finger, the husband who had supposedly been dead for five years suddenly came back to life and stuck to her like gum on a shoe. "Delia, I was wrong. Please forgive me, just this once." Her daughter also clung to her leg, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe. "Mommy, don’t go!" This time, Cordelia could not even be bothered to look at them. Behind her, the man slid an arm around her waist, his voice low, lazy, and unmistakably possessive. "Honey, it’s time to feed our baby."

Five years after our breakup, I saw my ex-fiancé, Nico Luciano, showing off his newborn on social media. The next day, he cornered me at a private club and slid a black card across the table. “Lena, Sophia finally had a boy, the heir to the Luciano family. Now I can marry you.” He tried to soften his tone. “Having been widowed to my late brother for five years, she just wanted a child to care for her. I had no choice after the first two were girls. “Thank you for waiting these extra two years. The wedding is set for next Monday, and the invitations are ready.” What he didn’t know was that I was already married. I am now the lawful wife of Vincent Moretti, the don of the North Alumcian Mafia Commission, and a core decision-maker of the Moretti family’s financial empire. Watching Nico’s confident smile, I sent a message to my underboss. “Notify the elders of the five major mafia families. Next Monday, I’m removing the Luciano family from power.” Then I looked up and smiled at him. “Marry me? Save your own career first.”

Five years. Five years of waiting. Five years of loving him in secret. She thought she knew the truth—until the night everything shattered. Trapped between a man who wants to destroy her and the wolf inside the one she loves, she must fight to survive… and to save him. “Oh my God… what happened?? Why are you like this??” she cried, holding him close. “It’s already too late for me,” he whispered, pain etched in every word. “No!! You can’t die!! I won’t let you!!” “I'm so sorry… I have never regretted having you as my mate,” he murmured, a faint smile on his lips. But some battles aren’t won with strength alone. Some sacrifices come at a cost she’s not ready to pay. “I accept your rejection,” he said, his final words tearing her world apart. When love, loyalty, and rage collide, can she escape with her heart—and her life—intact, or will the ones she trusts the most be the ones who destroy her? A heart-pounding, darkly emotional tale of love, betrayal, and the choices that haunt us forever.

After pursuing Yves Chapman for five years, he finally agrees to marry me. Two months before the wedding, I get into an accident. I call him thrice, but he rejects my call each time. It's only because Clarisse Tatcher advises him to give me the cold shoulder for a while to stop me from pestering him. When I crawl out of that valley, I'm covered in injuries. My right hand has a comminuted fracture. At that moment, I finally understand that certain things can't be forced. But after that, he starts to wait outside my door, his eyes red as he asks me to also give him five years.

Isabelle is traumatized after being rejected again and again by her Alpha mate. However, five Alpha princes came to her, desiring her body as a tool for bearing their children. All five Alphas were infertile, and the child Isabelle would carry would determine who the next king would be. The threat forced her to leave the village and live in the palace as a mistress to the Alpha princes. "Even you are carrying my child, doesn't mean I want to be your mate and marry you," the cruelest words came from the most arrogant Alpha prince, the same Alpha who had made her hide her pregnancy from the other four Alpha princes ...

Five years ago, Emily was framed and became pregnant. She lost everything and became an ordinary woman. The night she went into labor, she woke up in a pit. Somebody tried to bury her alive! Five years later, she returned with her kids and she would make those people who framed her pay! What? She was pregnant with quadruplets! They were all her children! She would get all her money back! Whoever had framed her or hurt her, she would be back at them tenfold! Derick, the man in power of the Scott family, pulled her back and said, "Emily, I'll give you everything you want!"

I've always lived in the shadow of my husband's ex because he is still in love with her. Things get to a head when he divorces me without warning not long after she comes back into his life and he gets her pregnant. Heartbroken, I decide to put myself first for once in my life, but not long after I make that decision, I find that I'm pregnant with his child as well. Five years later, our paths cross again, and this time around, the tables have turned. Not long after, secrets from five years ago begin to unravel themselves and I find out that things are not what they seemed back then after all.

At dinner, my wife's little brother Darren shot me a nasty look. "Other guys hook their wife's brother up with houses and cars. Mine won't shut up about covering a lousy twenty grand. "Wade Watson, transfer your house to me today, or I swear, I'll make my sister divorce you." My hand stalled mid-serve as I placed food on my pregnant wife's plate. That house was all my parents left me. Best school district in the city. Worth over three hundred grand. I looked at Vanessa, waiting for her to back me up. For the baby. She slammed an abortion appointment slip onto the table. "It's because I married a useless guy like you that my brother still isn't married. Wade, you get one choice—the baby or the house."