Novels

We broke up a year ago. Out of the blue, my ex-boyfriend, Jack Hart, decided to come back from the dead and text me.

After I got pregnant, my husband, a notorious playboy, utterly transformed. He not only cut off all his flirtations but also showered me with affection.

I Have a Special Mind Reading Ability: l Can Hear the Thoughts of Those Who Don't Love Me On the eve of my wedding, l suddenly heard my fianc

I listened to my best friend's urging and planned to secretly meet my childhood friend.

Sylvia Rogers posted a baby's ultrasound on Facebook with the caption: [Grateful to my sperm donor. I was almost hopeless... but now, look, I'm having a baby!] She was my husband's ex, and he's the donor. I gave the post a thumbs up and typed a comment: [Good for you!] Right when I hit send, Simon called me, freaking out, "Come on! I just helped Sylvia out! Don't blow this up, Grace. Please." I hung up, thinking it was time to consider divorce！

After ten long months of pregnancy, my water broke. On the way to the hospital, the student I had been sponsoring called my husband. She confessed that she had secretly admired him for a long time but didn't want to destroy our family, so she decided to end it all. My husband abandoned me on the overpass, made a U-turn against traffic and rushed back to comfort her. I bore the pain in my abdomen and walked five kilometers on the overpass before finally getting a cab. By the time I reached the hospital, my blood had already stained half of my body. The doctor told me I had arrived too late; my baby was already gone. It felt as if my heart had been ripped from my chest. I called my husband. But he said, "Let's get a divorce first. We'll remarry once she's emotionally stable." "Our child is gone. There's no use dwelling on it." "But we can save another innocent woman." I remained silent for a long time, then quietly whispered, "Okay, then we're both free." The poor student successfully rose in status, while I, feeling disheartened, left for a distant place. But luck found me. I remarried a kind man and found happiness in a new family. Three years later, I ran into my ex-husband. He grabbed me by the neck, fury in his eyes and shouted, "You remarried again? Didn't we agree to remarry in the future? Are you that desperate? Can't you live without a man?"

Nine months pregnant, I ran into my husband, Beckett Shaw and his mistress at the hospital. The moment I picked up my report, I saw the two of them celebrating the upcoming arrival of their own child. Delaney pretended to be concerned. “Beckett, you really shouldn’t be here with me. If Evelyn finds out, she’ll be upset. She’s pregnant too. Aren’t you worried she’d be upset?”  Beckett let out a cold chuckle. “If she causes a scene, I’ll just divorce her.” Since Beckett didn’t want us anymore, I’d rather raise the child without a father than stay in this farce of a marriage. I called my dad, who was living overseas. “Dad, I’ve made up my mind. I’m getting a divorce. I’m taking the baby and moving out to be with you.” After I hung up, I booked the earliest flight available. Two weeks—that’s all I needed. Two weeks and I’d be out of Beckett’s life for good. But then why...did that man show up at my wedding with red eyes, begging me to take him back?

After getting fired from my job, I unexpectedly won two hundred million dollars in the lottery. However, my wife, who had promised to pick me up, left me stranded. I trudged ten kilometers home through the pouring rain, only to find my wife throwing an extravagant welcome party for her first love at our place. When they mentioned me, everyone looked down their noses.

The day I started my new job at the zoo, I was added to a group chat called “100 Ways to Kill a Human.” Every member had an animal for their profile picture. I figured it was just a quirky work chat for the staff. How cute, I thought. Then I saw them discussing how to eat me. SkyScreecher: [The new human has beautiful eyes. I can’t wait for the festival. I want to peck them out right now!] KingKong: [Patience. There will be plenty of humans at the festival. More eyeballs than we can eat! Also, I call dibs on her thighs!] TigerClaw: [No one’s fighting me for her head, right?] OldTusks: [I’m a vegetarian, but I can help crush her bones.]