Used Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Ruby is a simple girl who lost her parents at the age of 10, she was told that she was sold by her parents. However, she knew that her parents were killed because she felt her link to her parents break, she was the daughter of King Trent and Queen Geema from the Silver Moon Coven. Her parents belonged to the most powerful line of witches, however, fate has played a game with her as she was a smiple human girl without any powers. She still had a link to her coven which was broken by an Alpha and she was sold as a slave to the Night Howlers pack where she treated like trash and abused by the pack members. She only wished to get out of the pack and spend her in life in peace. Jared is the next in line Alpha of the Night Howlers pack, he worked hard to become the Alpha his father wanted him to become because he believes that it's his legacy to take over the pack and protect them. He wishes to meet his mate and he does, he felt like he has won a jackpot even if his mate was a simple human girl. However, he has to choose between his father and mate, he decides to fulfil his responsibility as the Alpha and rejects his mate, but he regrets it as soon as he finds out what his precious mate had gone through. Is Ruby really the simple human girl she is or is there a mystery behind? Can Jared win his mate back and earn her forgiveness? Follow on their journey to find out.

"You belong to us.." "I belong to no one, I escaped that life a long time ago." Their eyes darkened. "This time around... There's no escape." ..... Born without a wolf and treated like a servant by her family, Nyra is rejected by her mate and forced to run away from everything she had ever known, to a school where she believed would be the safe haven she had always dreamt of. However, her fate wasn't done playing games, because on the very first night, she stumbled into the arms of three, dangerously sexy, hockey Alphas who immediately claim her as their mate and will burn the world to keep her. What she didn't know was that underneath their obsession, lies a trauma and a dark secret that could consume them all.... And a bond so fierce that it could burn her and everything else around her. Was she really born without a wolf? And was she really as weak as they claimed? WARNING- Erotic and explicit content ahead. Delve in only if dark and dangerous beasts are your poison.

Silas Jordan drew lots, which resulted in me being chosen as his wife. He hated me for getting his childhood sweetheart killed. Hence, he tortured me to death. But after I died, deep remorse overwhelmed him. After I returned to the past, I first rigged the lottery to help him get together with his childhood lover. However, there were endless new comments on the screen. They were from readers of the novel I was trapped in. [Based on the plot, the male lead will pick the female lead. Then, the male lead’s childhood lover will kill herself. When the female lead gets tortured to death, the male lead starts regretting it. But why would this miserable novel change when the female lead rigged the lottery?] It was because I no longer wished to marry him again.

After eighteen years of wandering alone, I looked like a tomboy covered in dirt when I was found and brought home. Just as I was about to shower, there was a loud scream in the bathroom. The fake heiress rushed out. She pushed me down before she threw herself into Mom’s arms and cried. “He… He peeped on me while I was showering. He even tried to touch me inappropriately!” Mom was furious, and Dad raised his arm to punch me. My brother was so enraged that he even wanted to throw me out! However, I was a girl! Did they forget that the child they lost was a girl?

Have you ever been confused by what you've been feeling? Precisely, a sense of hatred and strangely tucked away a concern?

On Valentine’s Day, I went skiing for fun. I never expected my younger sister, Fiona White, to get into an argument with our parents and run away. She came to find me. The hotel receptionist made her register as a guest despite sharing my room. I said, “She’s my sister. She ran away from home after an argument and did not bring her driver's license. She’s only staying one night. I’ll send her home tomorrow.” However, he looked at us menacingly. He gave Fiona a lewd wink and acted like he knew what was really going on. “Sure.” He smiled. “It’s Valentine’s Day, so I get it. No need to be shy.” Seeing how tired Fiona was, I took her upstairs without making a fuss. However, I found a post online later that night. [Some men are really so brazen. He brought a prostitute to the hotel and denied it when I called him out. He insisted that she’s his little sister. Does he think I can’t tell?] Some netizens questioned him and told him that maybe he was wrong in his assumption. [I’ve been in this field for more than a decade. I know what I saw! He didn’t dare to register her. That means he was afraid his wife might find out about his actions! I’ll go to their room and record just how loudly that woman moans. I’ll livestream it!] I was stunned. I thought it was just a coincidence. I clicked on the photo the receptionist had sneakily taken and froze. That was me! Did he think Fiona, who was lying on the couch, was a prostitute? But she was really my little sister!

I had special luck that would cause others to lose their money. If anyone tried to scam my money from me, they would suffer financial loss. When I was in elementary school, a female classmate stole five dollars from me to buy a snack. The next day, her father suffered a fifty-thousand-dollar loss in his business deal. When I was in high school, my homeroom teacher withheld my prize money. The next day, his wife got into a pyramid scheme, and he lost his house because of it. After I started working, I encountered my extremely snobbish boss, Fiona Anderson. I submitted a claim for five thousand dollars, which I had paid in advance for a company event. However, she refused to approve the claim for three months. As for the rich intern who drove a luxury car, she would immediately approve his claims with a huge smile on her face, even though he would submit fake receipts. I urgently needed to pay my credit card bill, so I went to talk to her. Fiona pointed at me and snorted. “Poor men like you always try to covet the company’s money! “How dare you ask me for money? You must be out of your mind!”

For as long as she can remember, Mirabella Alexandra Russo has lived a nightmare—trapped in a home filled with cruelty, enduring years of abuse from her stepfather and stepmother while protecting her sick younger brother. She thought this was her fate—until everything changed in one violent night. When her abusers meet a bloody end, Mirabella is thrust into a world she never knew existed. Her biological father—powerful mafia don Alexander Russo—claims her as his long-lost daughter. Along with his five dangerous, fiercely protective mafia sons, he offers Mirabella the family she was always denied. But life among the ruthless Russo empire is anything but simple. Caught between brutal mafia politics, deadly enemies, and the complicated emotions of her new brothers, Mirabella must navigate a world where trust is scarce, loyalty is everything, and love may come from the most unexpected places. As she struggles to heal from her past, Mirabella will discover just how far her new family is willing to go to keep their princess safe—even if it means burning the world down.And amidst of the chaos, she falls in love with the Russian Mafia Don, Alex Romano. With twisted fate and struggle, will they find their love at the end? Read more to find out!

My husband, Matthew Glover, fabricates a scandal to help his childhood sweetheart, reporter Melanie Reed, boost her numbers. "Mrs. Glover Sleeps Around—Multiple Affairs Lead to Repeated Miscarriages." He uses it as a gimmick to grab attention. Next thing I know, my name's in the mud and the internet's tearing me to pieces. When I bring up divorce, Matthew says I'm blowing things out of proportion. "Melanie just started at the TV station. If she doesn't deliver, her coworkers will laugh at her. You're just doing her a favor. It's not like you're actually losing anything." I don't even bother arguing with him. I simply push the divorce agreement toward him. "If you want to help her, go ahead. But we're getting divorced!"

On my third day driving for a ride-hailing app, I picked up a female passenger who was completely wasted. Early the next morning, the police knocked on my door. At the station, the woman pointed straight at my face and screamed, "It was this driver! He raped me while I was drunk in the car. I’m still bleeding down there!" Her boyfriend lunged at me, trying to punch me, but the officers restrained him. People at the station started pulling out their phones to record, shouting insults like "scumbag" and "pervert" at me. An officer who wore a gloomy face asked, "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" I calmly took off my baseball cap. I even thought about unbinding my chest. "Officer, there’s something I’m really curious about. I’m a woman. With what, exactly, would I have made her bleed?"