Angels Cried Novels & Stories

When Ava Harrison hide behind the wooden drink cart, she never expects to hear her world unravel word by word. Married for three years to Marcus Moretti, the cold but captivating heir to an international luxury conglomerate, Ava has sacrificed everything, her dreams, her dignity, even her health—to love and support him. But the man she trusted has been lying. And worse? He's been doing it with her sister, Sophia. With a positive pregnancy test clutched in one hand and her dignity in the other, Ava walks away from the man who never truly saw her. But the world won't let her go easily. Not when she's carrying the Moretti twins heir. Ava disappears, not just from Marcus's world but from everything she's known. She changes her identity, finds unlikely allies—including a mysterious masked man with a dark past—and begins a quiet life in Canada. But Marcus refuses to let her go. As he unravels the truth—that Ava was the one who saved his life years ago, not Sophia—he spirals into guilt and obsession. But Ava is no longer the naïve girl who cried in silence. She's determined to protect her unborn children at all costs. And when fate forces her to cross paths with Marcus again, both are pulled into a storm of regret, revenge, and revelations that will tear their world apart. Love, betrayal, and the strength to rebuild— This is a rollercoaster of emotions, laced with secrets, seduction, and the quiet resilience of a woman who finally chooses herself.

My best friend Chloe and I married into the mob. We married two brothers. I married the monster, Don Adriano. She married his wild younger brother, Lorenzo. It was an arranged marriage. I expected nothing. His heart belonged to his childhood sweetheart, Isabella. Then my father died. My autistic brother, Leo, became my world. I signed over my family’s entire shipping empire to Adriano. He held me that night. Kissed the tears from my eyes. He swore he’d protect us forever. I believed him. That was my mistake. Three days ago, a rival family hit us. They left Leo bleeding out in my arms. I got him to our private hospital. It was empty. Not a single doctor on duty. I called Adriano, screaming for help. He had sent every last doctor to Isabella’s villa. "A storm's coming. Isabella is terrified of thunder. The stress could trigger her heart condition. I can't risk it. Your brother has a scratch. Patch him up. I’ll deal with it tomorrow." He hung up. While Isabella slept safely in his arms, I lost my brother. I cried all night, holding Leo's cold body. When I woke up, I told Chloe I wanted a divorce. She held me, sobbing. She said she was leaving Lorenzo, too. The Moretti brothers didn't know a thing until they were both served divorce papers. Then they went insane.

I helped my wife, Kim Carey, rise from obscurity into stardom, only to discover that she was having an affair with a rising young actor who looked like me. When I asked for a divorce, she cried and begged me not to leave. In the end, I caved in. I gave her three chances. The first time, she stayed up all night to post a public statement clarifying all the rumors between her and Emmett Stone. She canceled all her work and stayed with me for an entire week. The second time, on my birthday, she publicly announced that Emmett was her soulmate. She even released intimate photos of the two of them. She buried herself in my arms and said righteously, "Emmett is depressed. I'm only doing this to comfort him. You're the only one in my heart. This is the last time. Please believe me." Then, she abandoned me in the wilderness, just because Emmett had suffered a minor injury on his hand. The final time, my father was critically ill and urgently needed a huge sum of money for surgery. She refused to even transfer a single cent to me. "All the money has been invested in Emmett's new drama," she said coldly. "Your father won't die that quickly." That night, my father missed the best window for treatment and died on the operating table. My heart was completely shattered. When Kim finally returned home late that night, I asked for a divorce once more.

"Please, don’t do this here” Donald cried, his white shorts were soiled. He trembled greatly and his breathing was ragged. “Donald, you stepped on toes. Toes which you couldn’t even bend over to buckle a shoe on it. The powers that be want to take a pound of their flesh” The man grabbed the blade and knelt on one knee. He caressed Donald's neck with his finger. “Don’t do this in front of my wife and kids. Let’s go elsewhere and talk” Donald sounded like he had resigned to his fate. “Any last word” The man ordered his men to lift Donald. “I don’t want to die like this, in front of my daughter” He whimpered. “If we wanted to kill you outside, it would have been easy. But we maneuvered our way through for a reason” the Man said, as he got up, and beckoned for a blade. ***************************************** In a world where crime rules, a world compromised by powers that be. A weak Alicia finds herself in such realms. The night her Dad is murdered is the beginning of her destiny. She is torn between two worlds; two twin brothers who are crime lords. Making a decision is difficult as she is only in the lowest chain of power. Weak, confused, and dejected, she must rise to the occasion. Vengeance, Sex, betrayal, and death are the order of the day. Alicia is faced with two twins who seek to kill each other. Will she ignite emotions in the very one who denied the existence of love? Watch out for "Taming His Big Monster"

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine. But when he sensed I was really leaving, when the tether between us began to snap, he broke. Dropped to his knees, clutching the pups like lifelines, his voice raw. "Please," he whispered, "don't leave me." Even the pups cried, reaching for me with shaking hands. "Mom, we’re sorry… We didn't mean it. Please don't go."

Mom was a top student at a prestigious school and had always been determined to be the best at everything. She demanded that I learn to walk by seven months, speak fluently by eighteen months, and master all addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division by the age of three. I did all of it. Yet Mom still felt it wasn’t enough. However, when my younger brother, Liam, didn’t speak until he was five, Mom clapped and cheered when he finally did, celebrating his “late-blooming brilliance”. I didn’t think anything of it. Until one day, I was wearing headphones, memorizing Spanish words, and accidentally let the sound leak out, scaring Liam. He clutched his chest and cried, saying his heart hurt. Mom’s eyes turned red as she stormed over and slapped me. Then she grabbed my ear, twisting it a full 360 degrees with all her strength. The pain in my ear was so intense that I lost all feeling, and the fear made me nauseous to the point of vomiting. Still, Mom forced the headphones back on, cranked the volume to the maximum, and locked me in the storage room to reflect. “How could I give birth to such a terrible child? You’re just jealous of Liam. No matter how much I do for you, you’ll never appreciate it! “Love listening to words, huh? Then listen all you want.” But seven days later, when she opened the door, she completely lost it.

After three years with her lover, Lloyd Banks, the proud and powerful heir to the banks Empire, Nancy Drew gets the shock of her life when she discovers she is pregnant and the man tells her she was only a thing of pleasure and not fit to carry his child. Nancy begged to keep her child and begged to even be his secret Baby mama but he looked her straight in the eyes and told her the truth he had harbored for years. “The truth is, when I look at you, I don’t see the kind of woman fit to carry my child. Look, I don’t think I will ever see you as anything more than what you are right now, a thing for my pleasure.” Broken and dejected she escapes with her pregnancy and goes back to her father who kicks her out of the house with her unwanted pregnancy and she is forced to move to another country. When the government of the new country enforces a single child birth policy for new pregnancies, Nancy is forced to give up one of her children. Lloyd cried when he received a package that contained his son with a letter stating. [ I hope you find some warmth in your cold heart to care for our son.] The Cold hearted and Proud CEO vowed to find the mother of his child and make her his no matter what but he is unsuccessful for years. What happens when they meet years later and he learns that she actually gave birth to not just one but two children for him? Let’s go Find out in TWO FOR THE CEO.

"You have to stop doing that, Camilla." "Doing what?" Jesus Christ! Did she not see what she was doing? "Being so goddamn sexy, I can't stand it." She tiptoed, bringing her lips closer to my face. "Why? Why can't you stand it?" Questions, too many questions. I pulled her closer to me, so she could feel the bulging of my crotch between her legs. Her lips parted slightly, I watched her sigh in satisfaction. Her wet tongue licked her lips gently. My length hardened against her, a small moan escaped her lips. "Fuck!" I cried out and turned my back on her. I wiped my sweat off my forehead with my right palm. "Mister Ivan…" "If you call my name one more time, you won't be able to blame me for how good I'll fuck you, Camilla." I blurted out. I did not care how it sounded, I did not care that she might take me to be a pervert. I only wanted her to know what she was doing, and the effect she had on me. What I did not expect were the next words that strolled out of her lips. "Then turn around and fuck me." ~•~ From doctor and patient, to friends and then illicit lovers. Can Camilla and Ivan finally stand together to fight the forces against their relationship? Or would both retire to fate and let fear and mistrust take the lead?

**Completed**#Mystery # RomanceAaina Sanghvi a beautiful but spoiled girl of rich Sanghvi family. Her family planned her wedding, and forced her into marriage with a guy, Her family did give her right to choose her husband, so She ran away from her destination wedding place on the wedding day. She went on a pre-planned trip with a group. Her family replaced the bride and her cousin married to that boy. She met Harsh Rawat (HR), the arrogant and possessive billionaire on her trip. Their family forced them to marry, they got married. But consequences start in their life when they consider each other's love. Aaina learns about Harsh's dark past and she has to face, she became a victim of it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Who are you?" I raised my hand to slap her hard, I lost my all senses of thinking, as learn her truth."I'm Aaina, " She trembled with fear, lying on the marble floor and scrawled back to save herself."Dadu... Veer.. Help me..." She cried out. loudly."I'm asking you for the last time, who are you and where is my Aaina?" I warned her undid my leather belt."Harsh, have you lost your sense?" Dadu stood between us."She isn't Aaina, Dadu. She is making us fool for a month, " I growled in anger.My words froze Dadu at his place. "Give me the proof, " Dadu ordered me."Dadu..." I screamed with a shock.

Each time he cut off my air flow, the edge got closer. My pussy clenched wildly around him. I felt high and fucking drunk. “You’re mine now,” he snarled. “Fucking mine. You cum when I tell you, and you thank me when I fill you.” “Please,” I cried, body thrashing. “Please, I need to. . .” “Beg.” “Let me cum,” I sobbed. “Please. I’m your fucktoy, your little slut, your whore, just let me. . .please. . .” His hand released my throat. “Cum. Now.” My scream broke the room. READY TO INDULGE IN YOUR WILDEST FANTASIES? This is a sinfully seductive collection of short erotica stories that dive headfirst into the deliciously dirty side of desire. Each story explores a different slice of lust, from forbidden flings and dominant obsessions to irresistible lust that burns hot and fast. Inside, you will meet possessive alpha heroes who know exactly what they want, and it’s always her. Whether it’s a cocky professor seducing his eager student or a steamy late-night encounter between longtime neighbors who’ve waited far too long to give in, every chapter brings something dark, filthy, and unforgettable. These stories celebrate the raw, messy, and magnetic power of sexuality. No shame. No rules. Just unfiltered pleasure. If you’re looking for unapologetic smut with fantasy-driven heat and dominant heroes who love hard and claim harder, you’ve found your next obsession.