Wonder Woman Fanfiction Novels & Stories

To be William Brich's woman, there are three conditions that must be met: like to be pampered, like to be loved, like to be taken care of in every way. This woman happens to meet all the requirements and must belong to him only!

Arthur Luciano must find the whereabouts of the woman who had a one night stand with him. Even though it had been a year ago, Arthur didn't expect that the woman had sent black messages threatening to reveal he pack's secrets. * Meanwhile, Liana is an assistant head chef at a five-star restaurant who is affected by the wolf's bane, so she doesn't know Arthur. * Liana widened her hazel eyes when she saw Arthur asking for what he didn't have. "I-I don't understand, Sir. I—" "Take off this woman's clothes! I know she has already given birth and pretend as if this dirty woman has something to threaten me with."

Anne Wellington spent three years as Donald Ashford's perfect fiancée, sacrificing her identity and dreams while he prioritized Hannah Grey, the woman who "saved his life" as a child. Anne endured public humiliation, emotional neglect, and constant comparison to a woman who weaponized victimhood. What Donald never knew? The patient woman he took for granted was heir to the Wellington real estate empire, a dynasty worth billions that could crush his company with a single phone call.

Kenny Jones, who has been a man all his life wakes up in a woman’s body! He must learn to live as a woman!! To live the life of a 23yrs old heiress, Lady Marianne Williams, who’s been stuck in a wheelchair and had just become the wife of Francois Davidson －a man with exceptional excellences, in looks and brain, but unlike other human beings, he lacks emotion.Kenny/ Marianne struggles with a woman’s everyday life and the uncontrolled feelings towards the almost humanoid husband!

He looks at me like he already knows the truth I’ve spent a lifetime hiding. Ethan Vance—lawman, predator, believer in a system I learned to outthink before I could drink wine. His eyes don’t burn with hate. They study, measure, almost… understand. They call him incorruptible. Maybe he is. But I’ve seen incorruptible men fall, not to money or power, but to fascination. The kind that crawls under your skin and makes you wonder if the person chasing you might be the only one who truly sees you. He hunts me by the book. I survive by rewriting it. But somewhere between the pursuit and the silence, between his questions and my lies, the line blurred. And now, I can’t decide which is more dangerous, losing to him, or wanting him to catch me. --- He isn’t what I expected. Luca Vitale walks into every room like he owns it, and maybe he does. Calm. Calculated. Dangerous in ways that don’t show up on a rap sheet. He should be just another target, another name I take down and file away. But there’s something about the way he looks at me. Like he already knows I’m not as untouchable as I pretend to be. I tell myself it’s strategy, curiosity, control. It’s not. It’s a problem. Because every time I think I’m closing in, I realise he’s already two steps ahead—and for the first time in my career, I’m not sure if I’m hunting him, or if he’s letting me try.

Danial has a very dark past. He got the bitterest betrayal from the woman he loved so much. For five years, Danial had to suffer with nightmares and pain that never healed. The stab wounds are still gaping wide open without treatment. Until Danial was trapped with a beautiful woman named Kimberly. A woman who has clear eyes and is as beautiful as the women in Danial's past. Those eyes always made Danial curious about Kimberly, the beautiful lawyer. For some reason, every time he looked into those eyes, his heart always beat fast, just like when he was dealing with the woman in his past. Curiosity makes Danial try hard to get close to the beautiful lawyer, who is famous for being cold. The closer they get, the stronger Kimberly's big secret becomes. ***

"Find that woman and kill her immediately! Don't let the FBI get her first!" Arash Dilaver became a target of the Turkish FBI after information about his organisation's crimes was leaked. One of these crimes was the murder of the mayoral candidate of Izmir, Turkey—Ekram Aldof. On the other hand, Arash is also aggressively searching for the nephew of the mayor he is going to kill, because rumours say that the nephew, named Shahnas, holds documents about his organisation. Worried that they will fall into the hands of the FBI, Arash does not sit idly by and continues to search for the woman based on the last photo taken when she came to the parliament building and demanded her inheritance rights from her uncle. In the midst of his search, Arash accidentally meets a veiled woman he knows as Mazaya. The woman, who is skilled in martial arts, helped him and seemed very mysterious, and one of them was reluctant to meet strangers. This made Arash curious, and he tried to approach Mazaya while searching for Shahnas. *** Can Arash find Shahnaz? And also get close to Mazaya, the mysterious woman?

Charlie Wayne’s life is perfect. Or it was. As a VP who commands boardrooms and a playboy who elegantly ends every date at his door by 3 AM, Charlie’s world is built on control. But lately, his system has a glitch. A streak of bizarre, comically bad luck—flat tires at dawn, mysterious fire alarms, untimely food poisoning—keeps derailing his plans. His flawless exit strategy is in shambles. Carly Dorrington’s life is a lie. But a necessary one. After a blowout fight with her father over their family companies’ merger, Carly needs a place to stay. Where better than with her childhood best friend, Charlie? It’s just temporary. Just two best friends sharing a space. It has nothing to do with the two decades she’s spent loving him from the sidelines, or the quiet hope that maybe, just maybe, proximity will make the world’s most oblivious man finally see her. Now, under his roof, the "coincidences" multiply. Charlie’s chaotic love life grinds to a halt just as Carly’s presence becomes a permanent, comforting fixture. His sacred rules don’t seem to apply to her. His peaceful solitude feels warmer with her in it. As the lines of their friendship blur, Charlie is left to wonder: Is Carly the calm in the center of his storm… or is she the one who’s been stirring it up all along? Note: This is a slow-burn, dual-POV story about best friends, blurred lines, and the long game. If you find yourself wondering"where is this going?" in the early chapters... keep reading. Everything becomes clear in Chapter 4. The foundation is being laid for a reason. Thank you for trusting the process.

BLURB: “What are you doing, Adrian?!” I ask in an alarmed tone, the intense look in his eyes scaring the shit out of me. “I can fucking smell him on you!” Adrian growls at me as he covers the distance between us. “Let go, Adrian. You are scaring me!” I say in a shaky tone as Adrian's hand wraps around my wrist like a hot band. “You better be scared, doll, because when I'm done with you my name will be the only thing etched in your mind and fucking body.” Adrian says through gritted teeth, his words leaving me shaking on the spot. I'm overwhelmed with fear as I begin to wonder if I will even make it out if this room alive. __________________________ For a long time, winning the love of one of the most ruthless billionaires in the city was the only thing on Anya's mind until she is faced with his cruel betrayal and served with divorce papers. Unable to handle all this ontop of the death of her son and only child, Anya drives away from his office without any location in mind only to be met by a ghastly motor accident where she ends up losing her memory – or not. Anya is faced with the truth of what happened all those years ago, and she is determined to get revenge against every single person who has hurt her and her family. But what happens when she is faced with a new side of Adrian she has never seen before? A side that tucks her in at night and refuses to let her out of his sight? Will she be able to see past his betrayal or will she forever be stuck in a position where her revenge means more to her than anything else?

The most popular girl from my high school is getting married. She invites everyone in our class to the wedding. I want to act like I don't see the message, but she deliberately tags me in the group chat. "You kept pretending to be a rich girl like me in high school, but I don't hold it against you. In fact, I'll allow you to attend my wedding tomorrow to see what the rich life is like." The other classmates speak up. "You're so generous, Haley. It's no wonder you can marry someone from the Baumer family. I can't believe you can even forgive someone as materialistic as Emma!" "Does someone like Emma Larkin even deserve to attend Haley's wedding? She's so full of herself." As the insults become worse, Haley Stockwell steps forward to keep the peace. "Come on, let's put this behind us. I'm not bothered by these things since it's been so long. Anyway, let's not bear a grudge against Emma when she's already so poor and ugly." Everyone in the group chat starts singing her praises and calling her kind and innocent. I sneer. Haley is the one who kept pretending to be rich—I'm the true heiress from an affluent family, yet she made me out to be a liar. She turned me into the target of everyone's insults. I check the digital wedding invitation to see that the venue is my villa. The groom looks familiar—isn't he my husband's driver? I smile at the thought of what's going to happen. I reply, "Sure! I have to attend your wedding!"