When The Third Wheel Strikes Back Webnovel Novels & Stories

Seraphina was trapped under an avalanche.She was dying. But her Alpha, Mortimer, was watching the aurora with his childhood friend, Vivian. He had promised to give Seraphina a full mate mark that day. Instead, he left her to die in the sudden avalanche. “Vivian was kidnapped by rogues. I have to save her.I’ll come back for you after I rescue her.” But Alpha Mortimer never came back. She had loved him silently for ten years.That was why she agreed to their three-year contract marriage. But under the cold snow, her ten-year love died with the ice. When their contract ended, Mortimer held out a new one. “My Luna, sign this. It lasts a hundred years.” He looked at her with hope.But Seraphina only stared calmly. She pushed the contract back. “I won’t renew.” When Mortimer finally learned she almost died that day,he realized it was too late. He had lost her forever.

Five years ago, Lily Evans gave everything to Ashton Kingston…the ruthless and untouchable CEO she had secretly loved for years. One night. That’s all she had with him. And by morning, she was fired. He didn’t even look at her as he threw her out of his company and out of his life. His engagement to a wealthy heiress was already set, and Lily was nothing more than an inconvenience. He knew how much she loved him, and that was precisely why he wanted her gone. Broken and discarded, Lily vanished. Now, she’s back…stronger, wealthier, and untouchable. No longer the timid assistant he once dismissed, she’s built an empire of her own and is guarding a secret that could shake Ashton’s world…her son. A son Ashton knows nothing about. When their paths cross again, Ashton’s engagement is over, his empire is crumbling, and the woman he once pushed away is now the only one he can’t live without. But Lily has no intention of forgiving him. Yet Ashton isn’t used to losing…especially when he realizes that the son she’s protecting might just be his.

Five years ago, Elena Rivera abandoned the man who loved her most when he had nothing. Now her family company is collapsing, and the only person powerful enough to save it is the same man she betrayed. Adrian Vale is now a cold billionaire — and after a mysterious accident, he lost his memories of her. Desperate, Elena steps back into his world, determined to manipulate him again. Would she succeed or would he remember her?

Saphira is a beautiful woman with long, light blonde hair and blue-gray eyes, only 25 years old. She is simple and shy, but she is strong and decisive when it comes to work. A harassment situation at her company leads her to move from a small town in Texas to New York. She takes her little savings and CV and tries to get a job. Christopher is the CEO of a large advertising company. When Saphira starts working for him, he maintains his professionalism and detachment, but he can't help but appreciate the girl's beauty. He is always jumping from woman to woman, and his playboy fame is well known, so when he confesses his interest in her on a business trip, Saphira doesn't take him seriously and sets the professional barrier between them very high. Her coldness towards him stirs up the feeling that is born in his chest even more, but Saphira doesn't allow any approach, despite Christopher sometimes seeing in her eyes that the feeling is reciprocal. What would he have to do to conquer the girl who looked like "the girl next door" he's been looking for all his life? And why doesn't Saphira want to give him a chance? What dark secret keeps her away?

She was divorced by her Alpha Husband, after which she found out she was pregnant. Two years later, Catherine was living fine with her twin kids with Dr Mark who was affectionate to her and wanted her to be his wife. Meanwhile, her ex–husband is hell bent in finding her and making her his Luna. On the day she was abducted with her kids, her Alpha ex–husband came over to save her and almost lost his life in the process. Now, she's been jailed for plotting treason against the king, and will never be the Luna…or her Alpha ex–husband will lose his throne. What will be the fate of these divorced couples that want to reunite? Will Alpha Michael end up losing the throne just to save her from being enslaved, or will make his ex–lover who's still attracted to him his Luna?

The day I got out of prison, my girlfriend—who I hadn't seen in five years—pulled up in a Maserati to pick me up. In the passenger seat sat a guy in his early twenties, athletic build. His face looked a little too much like mine did when I was younger. Selene told me not to make a scene. Not to want things that were never mine. She said with her status now, she could have as many pretty boys as she wanted. Right now, she only had one. Apparently, he was my replacement. So I shouldn't be so narrow-minded. After all, a guy like me—fresh out of prison with a record—wasn't even in her league anymore. I stared at Selene, a little dazed. She wasn't wrong. But she seemed to have forgotten why I went to prison in the first place.

Before my grandmother passed away, she set up a will for the kids to inherit her pasta shop. My younger brother, Richard Lane, immediately pushed the responsibility to me so that he could take up a job offer that paid $4,000 a month. No one could have expected a fire to break out at the hotel during one of his trips, causing his entire face to be burned off. Meanwhile, things went great for me after I took over the shop. I fell in love with a billionaire's daughter and found my happily ever after with her. My younger brother poisoned me in a fit of jealousy. After we were sent back in time, my brother immediately chomped at the bit to take over the shop before I could do anything. I scoffed as I rolled my eyes. He was digging his own grave.

Separated by fate, haunted by the past– that's how they live. Until they met again; they built hatred, showed agony, betrayed friends, wanted to be loved, and learned how to sacrifice one's happiness. Remember those nights that I've been disturbing you, it's because I can't say what I need to say. Remember the time that I didn't disturb you; I'd been holding on so much, hoping that you'd be the one to call me first– and you did. Every time I hurt your feelings, I'm hurting too. I– I just don't know how to tell you the exact words, so I keep on annoying you. I'm sorry for all the troubles that I have caused– "I know," I said, and I hugged him. I can sense the same pain as what he is in my dream. Confessing is not bad. I'm just overwhelmed because I feel the same way. "I like you too, Alex. I don't know how, I don't know why but that's how I felt. I hate you harassing and annoying me but I missed it when you don't!" I smiled. Their fate is twisted.

Venice once rejected Lucien during their university days, believing he was someone far beneath the world she desired. Ambitious and drawn to wealthy and famous men, she never imagined that the quiet man she dismissed would one day become someone powerful. Years later, Lucien has everything—wealth, influence, and a marriage arranged under complicated circumstances. During a grand Bachelor’s Party he hosts, fate brings Venice back into his life. The moment he sees her again, Lucien hires her on the spot. Now Venice finds herself working for the very man she once ignored—Lucien, who is no longer the quiet student she remembered, but a cold and irresistible billionaire. Determined to keep her distance, Venice focuses on her job and reminds herself that Lucien is a married man. Yet the more time they spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension growing between them. What Venice doesn't know is that Lucien didn't hire her by coincidence… he had been searching for her for years. Caught between resisting the man who now holds power over her and confronting the feelings she never expected to feel, Venice must decide: will she walk away before it's too late… or will she find herself trapped in a desire she can no longer escape?

It was our wedding anniversary when my husband's high school sweetheart posted a sonogram picture on her social media, with her captioning a public thank-you to my husband: [Thank you to the man who's been there for me for ten years, and for giving me a son.] The room spun, and anger surged through me as I quickly commented: [So, you're proud of being a homewrecker?] Almost immediately, my husband called, his voice full of rage. "How can you think such disgusting things? All I did was help her with IVF, fulfilling her dream of becoming a single mom. "And by the way, Ruby only needed one try to get pregnant, while you’ve been through three rounds with nothing. Your body is useless!" Just three days ago, he told me he was going abroad for business—ignoring my calls and messages the entire time. I thought he was just busy. However, it turned out he was with her, attending her prenatal checkup. Half an hour later, Ruby posted again, showing off a table full of delicious food. [I got tired of French food, so Ash made me all my favorite dishes. He’s the best!] I stared at the pregnancy test in my hand, the joy I had felt earlier now completely gone. After eight years of love and six years of swallowing my pride just to keep the marriage alive, I’m finally ready to let go.