What Does Neptunic Mean Novels & Stories

She was sold to settle a debt she never owed. Sable Ardenne has spent six years on her knees, branded Disgraced, invisible in her own family’s house. When the most feared Alpha in three territories arrives to collect what he is owed, she expects nothing. She gets something worse. She gets his attention. Riven Calloway does not do things without reason. He does not look at broken girls and see something worth protecting. He does not stand outside closed doors at midnight, listening to a woman breathe. He tells himself she is a political asset. A variable. Nothing more. He is wrong. Because Sable is not what anyone made her. Beneath the brand on her wrist, beneath six years of silence and survival, something ancient is waking up. Something every major power in the supernatural world spent two centuries trying to destroy. They thought they killed the last one. They were wrong about that too.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Alice and Elliot belong to two enemy packs, but when threatened by a powerful enemy, they have no choice but to join forces, discovering that they are mates like no other. As time goes on, they discover that the Moon Goddess seems to be doing everything in her power to bring them together and has been doing so for much longer than they can imagine. But why does the Moon Goddess seem to want to bring them together at all costs? Why all these signs? Does it have anything to do with the strange mark on their wolf? Between legend, responsibility, betrayal, and revenge, they'll have to stick together to find out what's real and what's not to survive. One thing is for sure, the Moon Goddess has a plan. The only question is why …

On the day I was supposed to register the marriage with my girlfriend, the CEO of Whitmore Group, her scheming male assistant stepped in first and handed over his ID. Just like that, the marriage certificate that should have belonged to me and my girlfriend became his and hers instead. All I did was ask a couple of questions. The assistant dropped to his knees in front of me, looking as if his world had ended. “Nathan, this is all my fault. If I hadn’t needed to get my child registered for school, I never would have resorted to something like this and entered a fake marriage with Claire.” Then he started sobbing and tried to slam his head into the wall as if he had to die to make up for it. Claire Whitmore had always been sharp and levelheaded, but this time, instead of saying a word for me, she slapped me across the face in front of everyone. “Ryan is a single father. Everything he did was for his child. Do you really have to be this petty? “It’s just a certificate. Once Ryan’s child is enrolled, I’ll divorce him. What difference does it make if you get yours a little later? Did you really have to push him to the edge? “Get on your knees and apologize to Ryan. Then give him half your salary as compensation. If you behave, I might let you borrow our certificate, take a picture of it, and show it off in your family group chat. Otherwise, don’t even think about getting one with me.” I gave a cold laugh. “Then forget it.” And I did not mean only the certificate. I was done with her, too.

Half an hour before I receive my degree certificate, Lionel Simmons, my boyfriend as well as the class president, tells me that my graduation will be getting delayed because I need to retake my exam on a major course. Meanwhile, Vivian Crosby, the campus belle who often ranks last in exams, is eligible to receive certifications on her courses. Lionel quickly shields Vivian from me while looking very unapologetic. "In this course, every class requires a certain quota when it comes to the retakes. Since Vivian has bad grades, there's no way she's passing the retake. That's why I submitted your name instead. "Unlike you, Vivian doesn't have excellent grades and a boyfriend who actually gives a damn about you. Even if your graduation gets delayed, it won't affect our future plans at all. Amelia, you should make some sacrifices for your fellow classmate's sake." After I strongly object against that decision, my classmates mock me for being petty and uncaring toward Vivian. Fine. Since they obviously lack empathy for me, I don't hesitate to call my uncle, who's a member of the university board as well as one of the invigilators of the final exams. "I got into the top three ranks of the final exams, and yet I can't graduate on time because I have to retake my final exam instead. Does this mean the remaining hundreds of students bribed you to not fail their exams instead? "I want everyone's graduations to get delayed alongside mine in half an hour, no matter what!"

Ava Morgan has one rule—never mix emotions with ambition. Focused, disciplined, and determined to build a life on her own terms, Ava has no interest in powerful men or complicated relationships. So when a dangerously confident billionaire approaches her at a high-profile event and asks her out, she does what she does best— She rejects him. Coldly. Firmly. Without hesitation. What she doesn’t expect is to walk into her new job days later… and come face to face with the same man. Ethan Blackwood. Her new boss. Powerful, calculating, and always one step ahead, Ethan is not a man used to rejection—and he certainly hasn’t forgotten hers. But instead of retaliation, he does something far more unsettling— He watches her. Challenges her. Pushes her. And slowly begins to blur every boundary Ava tries to set. As rumors spread and tension builds, Ava finds herself trapped in a dangerous game where every glance feels intentional, every word carries weight, and every moment threatens to expose what she refuses to admit. Because beneath her control lies something far more fragile— Attraction. Fear. And a past she’s worked hard to bury. But Ethan has his own secrets. And as power shifts, trust fractures, and hidden truths begin to surface, Ava is forced to confront a question she can no longer avoid: What happens when the man you refused becomes the one who sees right through you? And worse— What if walking away is no longer an option?

As if the fact that I got pregnant the very first time I decided to have sex and lose my V-card to my sexy and dominating billionaire boss wasn't bad enough, he suddenly hates my guts for reasons unbeknownst to me. Yeah I know. Bad right? He calls me a gold digger after his money, and made it clear he had a fiancee he was going to marry. Will he take responsibility, or would he reject me and my baby? "I'm pregnant." I blurted out and looked everywhere else but him, he was so intimidating and I was so damn nervous. "So?" He didn't even look up from what he was doing, clearly not interested in what I was saying. "It's yours Jason." He suddenly looked up at me sharply with his piercing eyes shooting daggers at me. "What the fuck do you mean by that?" I was so screwed!

This book is authored by G O A. Why Tech Billionaire Artemis Rhodes would post such a thing?! "Everyone is talking about the hashtag that just went viral in less than a few hours. Nevertheless, this girl has become a mystery everyone wants to solve. In fact, we have pictures from several people who have seen the girl in person." The screen of the phone is small but I catch several pictures of me flashing on the screen. This can't be happening! You know that panic attack I had been pushing down? Well, that thing comes back with a vengeance. It feels like all the air is sucked out of me and my chest gets tight. My vision blurs and I register I'm falling just before things go dark. "Relax Miss Riley, this is Mr. Rhodes a donor to our hospital. This woman is his fiancee. I'll take things from here." The doctor says and steps aside to let the nurse out. I watch her scurry away before I focus on the doctor. He's an older man with white hair and a friendly face but he gives me weird vibes. Wait...did he just say, fiancee? "I'm sorry what did you say?" I ask. "I have a proposition for you." The man says. "A proposition for me? What do you mean?" "A proposition? It means-" I wave my hand. "Not that! I'm not an idiot. I mean what proposition?" "I want you to marry me." He says with a straight face. So I bet your wondering how a woman who lives in an abandoned train car ends up married to a big tech billionaire. Well it's simple. We ran right into each other, locked eyes and the rest is history.

Broken vows don’t necessarily mean a broken marriage… Electa Leventis meant every word of the vows she shared with her husband Adrastos at the altar. Pity he didn’t return her sincerity… Expecting happy-ever-after, instead, Electa found herself going through a mortifyingly public separation! Now, divorce papers in hand, Electa has finally built up the courage to put an end to her time as the mighty Greek billionaire’s wife once and for all. But she’s forgotten the magnetic pull that devilish Adrastos possesses. And that broken vows don’t necessarily mean a broken marriage…

For three years, Corinna Voss was the perfect wife. She cooked his meals, kept his house warm, and loved him in the quiet, and faithful way that asks for nothing in return. She told herself that patience was enough. That one day, Stellan Rhys would finally see her. He never did. When he hands her the divorce papers — cleanly, coldly, without an apology — Corinna does not beg. She does not cry. She simply signs her name, sets her ring on the table, and walks out of his life without looking back. What Stellan does not know is what he just threw away. Corinna Voss is the sole heir to the Voss Group — one of the most powerful private investment empires in the country. She hid it for him. She made herself small, ordinary,and invisible, because she wanted to be loved as a woman, not a fortune. Now she is done being small. When fate forces them back into the same world, Stellan barely recognizes the woman he discarded. She is radiant. She is untouchable, and she is standing beside a man who has loved her long enough to know exactly what she is worth. Stellan wants her back. But Corinna has one question she needs him to answer first. Is it her he regrets losing, or everything he never knew she was?

When I'm scouring for food in the dumpster, I get recognized and taken home by the richest man in the city, Maverick Clark. As soon as I get home, Camila Clark, the fake heiress who has taken my spot for many years, asks our parents with an aggrieved look, "Mom, Dad, now that the actual heiress is home, does that mean I have to leave now?" Upon noticing the frowns on my parents' faces, I quickly sink down on my knees and begin pleading to them pitifully. "Mom, Dad, if you don't like me, I'll just go back to the alley you found me at." Camila Clark, you stole my identity and the affection meant for me by pretending to be frail and weak in the previous life. That was how I ended up dying on the streets from starvation. This time, not only will I kick you out of the Clark family, but I'll also take back the assets and identity you've swindled from my parents by playing the pity card! Aren't you the most skilled in acting pitiful? Let's see who's better at tricking the Clarks into voluntarily giving away their assets and social standing on a silver platter!