Novels

Christmas Eve. Sarah spent the whole day with our daughter, Chloe, at her childhood friend, Luke’s, house. I called her, only to be met with Chloe's scolding: "Mom's talking business with Luke, don't bother her!" They didn’t come home that night. Christmas morning, I looked at the Christmas dinner I’d slaved over while fighting a cold, and tears just streamed down my face. This time, I was really done. My phone alarm dragged me awake. My body ached, my eyes were gritty. The room was freezing, and I pulled the covers tighter. Sarah hadn’t come home. She’d forgotten our plans. Chloe's

Amidst the cheering crowd, my fiancé snatched my bouquet. He dropped to one knee, not for me, but for my sister, Sarah. Tears welled in her eyes as she accepted. Just like that, the wedding was hers, and I became the laughingstock of the town. Then, out of the blue, Ethan Stone, the city's golden boy, swept in with a marriage proposal and a dazzling ring. Married life with Ethan was a dream. He showered me with affection, and I, foolishly, gave him my heart. Then came my birthday party. Feigning sleep in his arms, nestled close to his heart, I

The day I went to pick up our wedding rings, I discovered there were two. One was mine. The other, identical in every way, belonged to Summer, the college student my boyfriend, Ethan, was sponsoring. I confronted him, only to overhear his phone call. "Help me buy a condo for Summer, in your name. Don't let Olivia find out," he pleaded. There was a pause, then he said hoarsely, "I love her. I can't give up on Summer." That was it. I was done. My heart felt like it had been stabbed. I’d designed the ring myself, engraving the date we

My return flight landed, and there was Ethan Pierce, leaving his sick wife, Maya, at home to greet me. At the airport, his gaze was intense, his eyes full of what looked like deep affection. His son, Noah, with a cherubic face, looked up at me adoringly. "You're so pretty, Miss! Will you be my mommy?" Behind them, Maya, pale and fragile, swayed on her feet, her expression bewildered. I gave a tight-lipped smile and bent down. "Well, kiddo, I actually like your mom. How about I be your daddy instead?" 01 I’d had the nightmare again. At my therapist’s office, her assistant,

It was the third year of my secret relationship with Ethan Miller, and he still refused to go public. At a party, someone teased him, "Ethan, Ashley's gorgeous. Haven't you ever fallen for her after all this time?" I watched him clinking glasses with someone else, a flicker of hope in my chest. He leaned back, nonchalant. "Don't be ridiculous. Ashley and I are just friends." My heart sank. "Yeah," I said, the words flat. "We're just friends." 1. The air thickened. Someone jumped in to smooth things over. "Well, that's good news! My buddy has a huge crush on Ashley." He

It was the year Jason was broke as a joke. I dumped him and took off for Europe to study. Years later, he's a huge movie star, and rumors are swirling about him getting married. In an interview, Jason, looking at no one in particular, says, "If I get married, will you come?" That night, he was trending all over social media. #JasonWeddingPlans #WillYouCome 1. The day Jason won Best Actor, a reporter asked him about his future plans. Jason smiled, "Marriage." The other celebrities present practically choked on their champagne. The reporter stammered, "Getting married at the peak of your career,

My father, for the sake of family gain, forcibly made Seraphina and me swallow the Shifter Elixir.

When my ex-husband, John, and I decided to split, he wanted to fight me for custody of our son, David. "Why don't we just ask him?" John said, all smug. David, eyes glued to his phone, glanced at me calmly. "You serious about this divorce thing?" "Yeah," I nodded. "Okay." He went back to his game. "I'll stay with Mom. Make sure she gets a good chunk of the money, though. I don't want her struggling." 1 John dragged David into his study. I tried to follow, worried, but the door slammed in my face. John's raised voice echoed from inside. "David, I'm asking you again, you

It was Labor Day weekend, and I'd shelled out for a family vacation. To "save money," my mom canceled the two double rooms I’d booked and shoved me into a roach motel. That night, some drunk dude broke into my room and… well, you can guess. When my mom found out, she begged me not to call the cops. "It'll ruin your reputation," she sobbed. But then she turned around and squeezed $30,000 out of the motel owner and the guy who attacked me. I spiraled. The trauma, the betrayal, my family’s constant nasty comments… It all became too much. I ended