Unfair Science Fair Novels & Stories

[ A Beauty & the Beast retelling ] Anyone can ask for a favor from Fortune 500 pharmaceutical heiress, Camille Delacourt―who has the city of New York wrapped around her perfectly manicured fingers and rules it with an iron fist. Dealing out social ruin and favors in equal measure; every request comes at a cost, and once done, you'll forever be in her debt. But when a seemingly crude Italian business mogul who claims he is looking to expand into American markets arrives with a proposition that she can't turn down, things take a sudden twist. Because there's always room to fall, and all is fair in love and war.

🔔🔔 Fair warning: this book contains steamy scenes, forbidden desires, stepdad and daughter taboos and languages strictly 18+ When desire crosses the line, hearts are bound to burn. Isabella has always lived in the shadow of control until one night shatters every boundary she thought she could keep. Drawn to a man she can’t have, she’s caught between guilt and a passion that refuses to die. But when betrayal seeps into their secret world, love turns to obsession. A woman scorned, a man torn between two dangerous desires and a house that hides more than one sin beneath its roof.

The day she found out about the tumor, Noemi Rosales made one wild choice—she'd give her corneas to her blind husband, Daniel Gomez. Quietly. No spotlight, no drama. Too bad Daniel only cared about Ivanna Lopez. He ate up every lie she fed him and iced Noemi out like she was nothing. "I want you out of my life." Cool. Noemi could do that. "Ms. Rosales, are you certain you want Mr. Gomez listed as the cornea recipient?" "Yeah. Give them to him. Once I'm gone, the hospital can use the rest of me for science or whatever." She scrawled her signature. "Don't tell him."

They say love is sweeter the second time.. But does going back to the same person who broke your heart  count? Isabella couldn't do anything but cry alone in the dark after her husband, Ryan Mitchell, filed for divorce over a foolish reason—she couldn’t give him a son. He destroyed their one-year marriage over something so unfair and unreasonable. Isabella tried hard to move on and live her life without Ryan, but five months later, she found out she was pregnant… and it was a boy. When Ryan Mitchell heard the news, he tried to win Isabella back, but her heart was already filled with pain and bitterness. She refused to let her foolish heart, which still longed for her ex-husband, deceive her again. Can Ryan break through the walls around Isabella’s heart, or will he spend the rest of his life regretting the mistake he made?

Five rounds of interviews, and I finally landed an offer from Gauthier Corp—earned it fair and square. I told Yvette Klutz, my girlfriend. Dumb move. She reported me behind my back and got me dropped. "Kevin's freaking out about not landing a job, so I gave him this one. Just shoot out a few more résumés. It's only a few days." Right. Kevin Hardwick got the job and a full-on welcome parade. I laughed—dry, dead inside—then called my sister, the CEO. "Haisley, think our company needs a new executive assistant?"

"Draven, where the hell are you touching? That's Mrs. Miran!" At my son Draven Tarell's, birthday party, he was making a wish with his eyes closed. But his hand ended up right on my neighbor, Rina Miran's chest. Rina was wearing a deep V-neck, showing off her fair chest, and his hand was already on bare skin. But what I didn't expect was Rina looking like she was actually enjoying it. She even arched into his touch. I was even more shocked when I realized that her ripped son, Kian Miran, was eyeing me like I was his next meal.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire! You would think with the root word "fair" in fairies would deem the creatures sweet and gentle. Right? Fuck no! I died in Ancient Pompeii's catastrophic demise along with my lover Brixtius, and I was once again tossed through time. This time I land in Medieval Europe, and like my previous two adventures, I run into my dead lovers' look-alike descendant. Except now, he's a Duke and a formidable warrior. And me? The fairies dressed me as a boy, and I somehow have to survive this chivalric world! Why me?! *This book can be read as a stand-alone. The story is full of erotic imagery and explicit content.*

🔔 Fair warning: This book contains steamy scenes, forbidden desires and language. Two weeks after her father’s burial, Scarlett’s mother brings home a tattooed, irresistible lover. Scarlett swears she won’t want him—but forbidden desire doesn’t play fair. Scarlett knows he’s off-limits. He’s her mother’s lover. But every stolen glance, every brush of his hand, drags her deeper into obsession. Soon, secrets become touches. Touches become nights of forbidden ecstasy. And Scarlett discovers that once you taste sin, you can never spit it back out.

“Don’t do something you regret later, baby doll.” His breath was fanning against my neck. As if some electricity has run down to my spine, I shuddered at his imagining touch. “I have regretted way too much of my stupidity. Now I want to think wisely.” Controlling my running heartbeat, I spoke without cracking a voice. “Fair enough. I will wait for your wise and right decision, sugar.” Saying, he detached his body and looked into my eyes. This time, his eyes were cold. The eyes used to be held warmth for me now have something I can’t pin-point. ‘Why am I getting the feeling something is off?’

Once there was a king and a queen with three lovely daughters. The youngest, Psyche, was so beautiful, so fair of face and form that she was revered throughout the land, and the people of her kingdom reached out to touch her as she passed. No suitors dared to cross her doorstep. So highly was she worshiped that Psyche was deeply lonely. Her beauty became legend, far and wide, and it was not long before words reached the ears of Venus. Tales of the young princess enraged the jealous goddess, and she made plans to dispose of her. Venus called upon her own daughter, Cupid to do her bidding. It was meant to be a quick mission except Cupid did not expect to find herself entranced by the same passion she inflicted on others. |Note: This is a lesbian retelling of the Roman Mythology, not Greek|