Novels

My little brother, Ethan, got called into the principal's office for dating. Guess who his homeroom teacher was? My high school sweetheart, Jake. "Is young love a family tradition?" Jake asked, his voice cool and even. "Not at all," I retorted without thinking. "It's your expert teaching." The office fell dead silent. "Um..." I stammered, my mind racing. "Mr. Evans, I can explain!" 1. If I’d known I was going to run into Jake Evans today, I wouldn't have shown up at school smelling like hot pot, with zero makeup on. The most awkward thing isn't bumping into an ex, it's bumping into an ex when

My first time at a club after starting college, I ran into my neighbor, Josh, who'd vanished a year ago. He had his arms around two scantily clad girls, looking like a total sleazeball. When he saw me, his eyes flicked over my chest, and he tsked. Later, he cornered me, pressed a finger to my lips, and leaned in, wanting me to say his name. That's when it hit me. He wasn't my Josh. I saw Josh in the dimly lit hallway of "Pulse," the biggest, most chaotic club in the city. My roommate, Lisa, was celebrating her birthday there.

I was kept as a trophy wife for ten years. He never gave me the wedding he promised, not even before I died. Then I woke up, back ten years ago. To avoid that nightmare, the first thing I did was find his future nemesis. Back then, he was just a struggling mechanic, dirt poor. I slammed my debit card on the table. "Marry me? All my paycheck is yours after we tie the knot." He gritted his teeth. "Three grand a month, and you've got a deal." 1. I proposed to Jake. He looked at me, cigarette dangling from his lips.

My head throbbed, a dull ache that mirrored the one in my chest. The hospital room was sterile, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic. Jason, my boyfriend, hovered, fussing over me, adjusting my pillows, offering ice chips. The lady in the next bed, bless her heart, leaned over and whispered, "So, when's the big day?" I managed a weak smile and a shake of my head. If only she knew. He still didn't know that I'd seen it. Him, and a girl nicknamed "Honeybun," their avatars linked with a digital heart in his mobile game. He'd left his phone

My family was dirt poor, like couldn't-afford-ramen poor. Mom and Dad just hung around the house all day, no jobs, no income. I overheard them talking once, "Just hold on, once Riley's born, everything will change." Later, my little brother was born. They named him Riley. My deadbeat dad suddenly started a company and became a multi-millionaire overnight. My mom, who used to be a couch potato, transformed into this glamorous socialite everyone fawned over. I accidentally overheard them again, and I learned the truth: Riley was the main character, born to rule this world. 01 We were seriously broke. Sometimes we didn't

After graduation. The reporter interviewed the first student to leave the exam hall. While the valedictorian, Ethan, smiled and said the exam wasn't too hard, I walked out from behind, clutching my stomach and wiping away tears, my face a picture of misery. This stark contrast was captured by someone and went viral online, becoming the latest motivational meme – "The Smiling Genius and the Crying Dunce." The comments were brutal: "The smiling genius is so cute, and the crying dunce is…well, she’s good at crying." Seriously? Thanks, internet, you're so kind. At least I got a compliment out of it. 1. My

A car crash landed me smack-dab in the middle of a cheesy romance novel, as the villainous ex-wife of the rich and powerful CEO. Remembering the original character's tragic ending, I signed the divorce papers faster than you can say "alimony." My ex-husband, Jason, his face went dark. "Ashley," he said, his voice like ice, "are you absolutely sure about this?" My heart skipped a beat, and I clutched my purse tighter. Hell yeah, I was sure. That sweet, sweet settlement money? I wasn’t giving a cent back. It took three days in the hospital bed to accept the reality of

My boyfriend's younger brother is the devil who kept me locked in a basement in Myanmar for three years. But my boyfriend insists his brother has never even been to Myanmar. This guy, dressed in a sharp suit, politely calls me "Sis," with this stoic, almost emotionless face. He's completely different from the maniac in Myanmar who'd scream, "I'll kill anyone who messes with you!" I must be mistaken. 1 Three years after being kidnapped, I was rescued. My boyfriend, David, carried me all the way home from the police station, holding me so tight, like a gust of wind might snatch

I’d been crushing on Ethan for twelve years, watching him go through girlfriends like tissues. Just when everyone thought I might actually tame the heartbreaker, he blocked me for another girl. A month later, he was down on one knee in a field of roses, begging for another chance. I pulled a bright red wedding invitation from my purse, smiled, and said, "I'm getting married next week. I hope you can make it." 1. Ethan texted our group chat: "Meet at the usual spot tonight, got something to announce." His best friend, Josh, teased, "Whoa, so formal. Is the player finally settling