Until I Fall Away Gin Blossoms Novels & Stories

I had given up the Luna position six times for Silas Blackthorn. The first time, I shattered every moonstone lamp in the master bedroom and threw his clothes into the rain. The second time, I cried until my wolf went hoarse, asking him why I had to be the one who stepped aside. The third time, I begged him to leave at least one suitcase behind, because I was terrified he would never come back. By the fifth time, I had learned to fold his coats, pack his luggage, and stay silent so he would not get angry. Every time, he kissed my forehead and promised, “Seven days. Then everything goes back to normal.” And every time, I believed him. Until the sixth time. This time, when Silas handed me the document and asked me to step aside again, I signed without crying. He thought it was another temporary Luna authorization form. He did not know it was the mate bond release agreement. Seven days later, while he waited for me to return to the main house and reclaim my title, the bond between us broke. And by then, I had already left Blackthorn territory for good.

Right before New Year’s, the sports car I had waited six months for was finally delivered. However, my wife Vanessa snatched the keys from my hand. “Ryan likes sports cars. Let him take yours for a quick spin.” I refused. I knew her godbrother, Ryan, did not even have a driver’s license. Still, she secretly gave him the keys anyway. When I saw my car again, the car hood was covered in blood. Vanessa was holding Ryan. Her face was full of distress, and her words left me stunned. “Honey, please take the blame for Ryan. No one will make things hard for you with your background.” I immediately refused, but Vanessa then pulled out her phone. “I already turned you in. Just go along with it. You’ll be fine.” I could not believe my eyes when I saw the police call history.

“You’ll be my fiancée until the baby is born,” he said. “And after that?” “We’re done.” --- A baby. A contract. And a man who still loves someone else. One night bound Ivy Marlowe to Asher Cole, the ruthless, magnetic heir to the Red Star empire, in ways neither expected. Now a temporary engagement is her only shield from scandal… and his way to keep her at a distance. But tangled with her new life in London, Ivy still holds the ghosts of a past she can’t outrun, and Asher’s heart belongs to a long lost love. Locked in his world of secrets and colder rules, she swore she wouldn’t fall for him. Again. She’s starting to think that was more of a warning than a rule.

Marcus Thorne wears several masks in his life—playing retired pirate, Captain Hawk, is his favorite, but if his secret is discovered, he could die. Captivated by his enemy’s daughter, Marcus kidnaps her, but in return, she captures his heart…until he discovers Isabelle is one of Napoleon’s spies with the power to endanger his life and the lives of his friends. After her release, Isabelle can’t stop thinking about her masked abductor and how he’d stolen her heart before ridding her of his presence. Betrothed to a man who strangely reminds her of the man whose kisses set her ablaze, she marries him, only to discover he’s not who he seemed to be as he is withholding secrets. But then…so is she.

"I'll make you mine before he does." *** Drake and Paul are two handsome, strong and intellectual playboys who are the eye candies and rays of attention. Rich, hot and successful, they could get any girl they wanted but it all comes crashing when one woman threatens to break the bond between the boys. Loving one woman seems to be a curse in the Hamilton bloodline and this time, the romance is sizzling hot with two raging men after one girl. Can she take one or two?

I'd been married to my vampire husband for three years, and he had always cherished me like a treasure. He held me close every night before I went to sleep. He never let go of my hand when we went out. He worried, always, that I might get hurt. A common cold was enough to make him cancel everything and stay up all night beside me. James told me no one in the world mattered more to him than I did. Everyone said he loved me to pieces. I believed it too. Until the day of the ceremony — the night he was supposed to turn me into a vampire. A woman who should have been dead walked back into his life. She had my face, tear-streaked, calling his name in a small voice. That was when I understood. I'd only ever been the stand-in for the woman he couldn't let go of. My stubbornness, my refusal to give up — all of it broke under the disappointment that kept piling up. So I gave up on him for good. I decided to keep our child to myself, and disappear from his world without a word. But later, he came back. Down on his knees, again and again, begging me to come home.

“You call yourself my mate, yet you can't give me a son; an heir to my throne, and for that reason, you don't deserve that title,” He blurted, and I instantly knew what was coming next. **** Astrid thought her life had finally taken a new turn when the doctor told her she was pregnant but getting home to see that her mate was in bed with her best friend broke her totally. Things got worse when her mate rejected her and she was brought down to a slave. With the safety of her baby in mind, she ran away from the pack and found shelter in the arms of an Alpha, who was determined to use her for his own selfish gains. Her mate realizes his mistakes and now he wants her back but she doesn't want him and hides the triplets from him. What happens when this Alpha she thinks cared for her turns against her? Will she be able to cope especially now that her heart was wavering for her ex mate? Truths are about to be unfolded and secrets, exposed. What does fate hold for her?

For eight long years, Bryan Millan and I were married, but you’d never have known it by looking at his life. He never once acknowledged our relationship in public. Not a single post, not a single mention of me on his social media. Then came our anniversary. The day that was supposed to be about us. Instead, Bryan made an announcement on his Instagram account—just not the one I expected. There he was, hand in hand with his assistant, her draped in a wedding dress. The caption read: [When you're in love, you want the whole world to know.] The comments flooded in. [Bryan finally got married!] [Congrats! Wishing you a lifetime of happiness together!] In that moment, I could no longer lie to myself. Bryan wasn't reserved. He just never loved me. So, I decided to let go. But he wasn't ready for that. He clung to me, desperate now. But I pried his hands off and laughed—a real, genuine laugh, the kind that comes from somewhere deep inside when you realize you're finally free. Then, I looked him straight in the eye and said the words I'd been holding in, "Don't beg me to come back. Because now that I don't love you, I've never felt better."

When a hurricane comes, my husband, the leader of a rescue team, takes away everything we've stored at home so he can save his true love. I plead, "Leave some for me. I'm pregnant." He shakes me off. "How can you be so evil? The windows at Lottie's home have already been blown away. Don't tell me you're going to sit by and watch her die! She's not like you—you're not afraid of everything. The hurricane will be over soon, so you won't need any of this stuff." After that, he leaves without another look back. What he doesn't know is that there's also a crack in our home's windows.

She was Edwards's wife. But knowing that the British Billionaire would never love her as she loved him, her choice was to prioritize her unborn child and then, once he was born, take care of herself. This is her romance dark journey...