You Can't Save Everyone Novels & Stories

Three months before my wedding, my fiancé, Henry Siebert, decided it was the perfect time to drop a maternity photo shoot on social media—with my foster sister, Betty Foster. The caption? Oh, just this gem: [Legally welcoming our little one into the world.] Betty added a shy emoji. And my mom? She liked the post and wrote: [Once the baby is born, I'll help take care of it so you two can enjoy your time together as a couple.] I couldn't help myself. I replied with a single question mark. And then Henry's DMs came in hot: [She's just borrowing me for a year to get married. Once the baby's born, I'll come back to you.]

BLURB "Beg for it, Bella," his rasped voice whispered against my ears as his dick rubbed against my thighs. "I want you to f**k me until my tongue knows nothing but your name. Please, Daddy," I begged shamelessly until he finally slipped into me. - The first time I saw him, I understood why people ruin their lives for dicks. He was standing in the sunlight, watching me like he already knew how the story would end. I had a boyfriend. He was my best friend's father. And ninety days should have been easy to survive. Then I opened the wrong door, and after everything burned. Alexander Moreau doesn't touch you first. He studies you, learns you, and makes you feel like the only person in the room. And somewhere between midnight swims and locked doors, I stopped pretending I didn't want him. I'd go through hell and come back friends with the devil if it would mean him sticking his dick inside me again. But houses made of glass don't protect secrets, and by the time summer ended, I had lost my best friend, my relationship, my future, and the version of myself I thought I was. Because falling for Alexander Moreau wasn't the danger. His ex-wife was.

My daughter is gravely ill, and her medical bills cost a bomb. My husband gives up on treating her. Then, he turns and runs into the arms of his childhood sweetheart, Chelsea Davies. Amid my despair, my first love, Elliot Cox, transfers five million dollars to my account. He cares for my daughter with me. However, my daughter ultimately fails to escape death. Six years later, Elliot and I have our own child. When I head to the hospital to visit one of my friends, I accidentally hear Elliot's conversation with a doctor. "You and Ms. Baxter have your own child now, Mr. Cox. What if she finds out the truth of what happened back then?" "Chelsea was gravely ill at the time; I had no choice but to pull some tricks to have the child's heart transplanted to her. Besides, Holly's pregnant again now, isn't she? It's high time she lets go and moves on." Only then do I discover that my daughter was misdiagnosed on purpose. Elliot took her heart and had it transplanted in Chelsea's body.

He was never supposed to matter. Jace Ryder was a risk—reckless, ruined, and one mistake away from disappearing for good. Hockey was his only future… until the accident took it from him, leaving behind nothing but rumors and a reputation already falling apart. Nyra Hale doesn’t believe in accidents. She believes in strategy. With two months left before she’s forced into a life she didn’t choose, Nyra needs chaos—something powerful enough to fracture the perfect image her father built. And Jace? He’s exactly the kind of damage she can control. Her offer is simple: She rebuilds his career. He plays the role of her boyfriend. Publicly, they’re irresistible—fire and chemistry no one can ignore. Privately, it’s a negotiation neither of them fully controls. Because Jace isn’t as broken as she thought. And Nyra isn’t as untouchable as she pretends. What starts as a calculated game turns into something dangerously real—late nights, lingering touches, the kind of tension that doesn’t stay fake for long. And when buried truths surface—about the accident, about betrayal, about who’s been pulling the strings—the line between control and surrender begins to blur. Someone wanted Jace gone. Someone close. And as everything unravels, Nyra and Jace are forced to decide: Was this ever just a game… or were they always meant to lose themselves in it?

A weekend together on a luxurious boat… She is desperate and he is filthy rich. They don’t know each other but they need each other badly… for different reasons. Is this the beginning of a beautiful love story or a disaster waiting to happen? Sunny is a struggling actress trying desperately to keep her job in order to survive in New York and help her mother. This becomes impossible since the theater where she performs the role of Sally Bowles in the musical “Cabaret”, is about to get temporarily closed. After her last performance, Sunny encounters Magnus Karlsen, a billionaire. And he is the answer to all her prayers. Magnus Karlsen must find a fake fiancée for the weekend ASAP! And the fiery, sexy, talented Sunny Makkena, the actress he just watched in the weirdest, sleaziest, most amazing show he had ever seen, is the perfect candidate for this vital role. He absolutely needs Sunny’s presence by his side during a one-weekend cruise with his parents. So, Magnus makes her a proposal he knows she can’t refuse. But the weekend doesn’t go as planned, and not because she isn’t doing her job. Sunny Makkena plays the role of Magnus’s fiancée all too well. Almost perfectly. She is absolutely real in public and she’s even more real in bed. Too bad that it’s all just playing pretend.

Five years ago, my Alpha parents rescued me from an orphanage and brought me home to the Blue Moon Pack. I thought my life was finally taking a turn for the better. I thought I was safe. But I was wrong. Yolanda McKinney—the fake heiress—conspired with rogue wolves to destroy me. They kidnapped me, ran over my legs with a car, breaking them, and left me battered and bleeding. When my parents and my childhood sweetheart, Joseph Delgado, found me lying in a pool of my own blood, their panic was unmistakable. They rushed me to the pack hospital, but the diagnosis was devastating: I might never walk again. Joseph proposed to me on the spot, vowing to stand by me through everything. My parents, furious at Yolanda's betrayal, promised swift justice. They assured me they had cut all ties with her, that she'd fled in guilt and drowned in a tragic accident. I believed them. I had to. For five years, I focused on recovery, trying to rebuild my shattered life. My marriage to Joseph was my anchor, the one thing I thought I could trust. Until the day I saw Yolanda McKinney alive. "You and Mom and Dad saved my life," she said smugly, her voice dripping with venom. "Without you, that pathetic cripple would’ve been the end of me." My blood ran cold as she continued. "But she never suspected, not even for a second, that you and I have a pup. Mom and Dad? They erased every trace, switched her meds for useless pills—hell, they even buried the evidence." Joseph's response shattered what little remained of my heart. "Don't make it sound so harsh," he murmured. "Marrying her was the only way I could keep sending those forgiveness letters. It was the only way to keep you and our son safe." Every word stabbed me like a blade. My marriage? A lie. My parents? Traitors who discarded me like trash. The justice they’d promised me? A farce. Fine. If I meant nothing to them, then they would mean nothing to me.

Warning: 21+ Renee's family used to be a wealthy family. For Renee, their family is a happy family, even though her mother is a weak woman who is sickly, but apart from that she is the perfect mother. Until then Sean Bramasta came into their life. Sean literally destroyed her family, somehow her father's ownership of the business was just countered, everything was taken by Sean and controlled under his hands. Her father had nothing more than a monthly allowance for him and his family. Renee's family fell into poverty instantly. Renee was strong enough to endure it all, but not her mother. She broke down more the poorer they got, the more she suffered. Then one morning, her mother just died. After the death of her mother, her father was devastated. One day, her father drove their car, the only thing they had left. He crashed into the parapet until the car rolled over several times and her father died instantly on the spot. Because of that, the resentment that was buried deep in Renee's heart became even more intense after the death of her parents. All of this has its roots in Sean Bramasta. What will she do next? Will the plan work or is it futile?

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my wife left me for the man she could never forget. "Winston's raising a child on his own. You know that being a single father isn't easy. Besides, you're both men, can't you cut him some slack?" Not only was I willing to "cut him some slack," but I was also willing to step aside completely. I was willing to be the bigger man so the two of them could raise that child together. I packed my things and left, taking the initiative to apply for an overseas program in architecture. To my confusion, she came running to me, crying and begging me not to go. Still, it was too little, too late.

My colleague, Nora Lewis, suddenly leaned over at the company annual dinner. “You managed to land such a tough project with Sanscape Group. Tell me, how many people did you sleep with to pull that off? “I’ve heard for ages that you’ve got a great body and that you’re quite the player. You really live up to the rumors!” Right after, she pretended to have misspoken and quickly covered her mouth. The dinner table, which had been bustling just moments ago, fell silent. Everyone exchanged meaningful glances before pricking up their ears in perfect unison. Then, they lowered their heads to play with their phones. I looked at her calmly and asked in return, “Does closing a business deal require sleeping with someone? I’ve been working for so long, and I never knew that. You must be quite the expert, Ms. Lewis?” Also, how come I’ve never heard that my dad’s company requires sleeping with someone to secure a project?

Laura Robert had always have a crush on Lucien Wilson but back then he was together with Megan Davis. Years later when her father’s company went bankrupt, her father went to meet Lucien’s grandfather for help and he was given the condition that Lucien and Laura get married. The marriage started out a bit smooth, she gave birth to a don but he had a heart condition. Laura hoped that Lucien would eventually fall in love with her as she made sure to help me with whatever he needs, but instead all she got from him was humiliation and being treated badly. He would spend nights with Megan and her daughter instead of Laura and his biological son. On the night Lucien was supposed to announce Laura as his partner, his mother announced Megan Davis instead. This made Laura discovered that Lucien wasn’t ever going to love her back.