Forever Ring For Her Novels & Stories

Allison was a sweet and kind girl. She was always well behaved and had good manners. out of all the girls Jensen dates Allison was the only one Jensen's family ever approved of him dating. it broke everyone's heart when she had to move away.

My husband, an anesthesiologist, deliberately increases the sedative dosage on an accident victim so he can get a new heart for his first love, Selena Quigley. After her operation, he cares for her and celebrates her rebirth. He only remembers to contact me after she's recovered. "It's been three months since we saw each other, honey. You shouldn't be mad anymore, right? Why don't you book a flight for tomorrow so you can come home? I'll pick you up at the airport." I won't be going home anymore, though. Not now, not forever. I've already died on his operating table.

"Wait a minute..." Realization finally hitting her. "I just lost my virginity to a complete stranger!" ****************** A blissful night with a mysterious stranger turns Amelia's life around bittersweet. She gets pregnant and is now left to raise the child herself due to the unwillingness of the mysterious stranger who she later finds out to be Kris Fox, a name she wasn't going to forget anytime soon. Six years later, fate intervenes when Amelia’s path crosses Kris’s once more. Unknowingly to Amelia, Kris is the heir to the Largest Business Empire in the states, Fox Enterprises. He’s now a billionaire with a reputation as cold as steel and has an adopted son by his side who is coincidentally the same age as Amelia's son. As hidden secrets start to unravel and long-buried truths surface at every turn, Amelia is thrown into a whirlwind of emotions. She must confront Kris and reveal the connection they share for the sake of their children. As the past and present collide, will Amelia and Kris find a way to look past their complicated history, or will the secrets of that fateful night tear them apart forever? ****************** “I knew it! Kris’s adopted son and my son have the same birthmark. This can’t be a coincidence!”

When I finally locate my wife, Annabelle Suther, she happens to be nuzzling against a man. There are freshly used condoms littering around them as well. That's when I recall the social media post made by Annabelle's best friend. "Anna is happy once again!" In the photo, Annabelle can be seen kissing a man with her arms around him as they stand in the center of a heart formed by roses. I've left a comment there. "Make sure to use protection." Annabelle, who has always gone against every word I say, actually takes my advice very seriously this time.

She told one little lie… and it changed everything. When Alina catches her longtime boyfriend cheating with her own stepsister, no less—humiliation isn't even the half of it. In a desperate moment of pride and pain, she lies. Boldly. Recklessly. “I wasn’t that faithful either,” she says. “I’ve been seeing someone too… Aiden Blackwood.” It’s a name that stops everyone cold. Only problem? She doesn't know him. Not even a little. What was supposed to be a petty lie to save face spirals out of control when she's expected to prove her relationship with the elusive, powerful, and notoriously untouchable billionaire, Aiden Blackwood. Just when she’s about to be publicly shamed, the crowd parts, and the man himself shows up. With a smirk that melts every doubt, he wraps an arm around her waist, and lean in close; “Hey, wifey, did I keep you waiting too long?”

SHE WAS HEARTBROKEN…. “I, Sandy Austin, reject you, Alpha Oswald.” Sandy Austin had given her virginity to her mate, Alpha Oswald, only to find out that her mate had cheated on her for two years, or who knows? Earlier than that. Out of anger, she rejected her right away, severing the mate bond between them.  Heartbroken, she agreed to be married to the Lycan King without even knowing what kind of man he was. However, she found that the Lycan King Lucius was her second chance mate…  HE WAS WAITING FOR HIS MATE… Rejected a couple of times by his mates, Lycan King Lucius was hopeful that he would finally succeed this time. All he wanted was a woman to stay by his side and an heir to the throne.  Until he laid his eyes on Sandy, the feisty woman he had chosen to be his since the day he saw her.  Twenty years later, Sandy Austin had grown into a woman who would fulfill his long dreams. There was only one problem. Sandy no longer trusted men, thinking they were all cheating bastards who were all the same, including him.  SHE WAS SET ON MOVING ON… Now, when Sandy finally decided to forget Alpha Oswald, the alpha had shown her presence and asked for her forgiveness.  However, she was about to marry the Lycan King…and forget the pain he had inflicted. Torn between Alpha Oswald and the Lycan King Lucius, who will she choose? Will she give Alpha Oswald another chance or would she settle for the emotionless Lycan King? 

I'm the daughter of the richest man in the world, constantly surrounded by countless exceptional men. Yet I fall in love with Lance Hartley, a man who has nothing. I hide my identity and pursue him, staying by his side for six years and helping him become the company's chairman. Everyone knows I'm his girlfriend and assumes I'll be the one he marries. But he abandons me and proposes to Ella Monroe, the famous movie star. The man who once swore to love me for all eternity kneels and publicly declares his feelings for her, vowing he won't marry anyone but her in this lifetime. Puzzled, my dad confronts him and demands an explanation. "Your girlfriend is clearly Lisa. Why would you marry someone else?" Lance's expression turns cold and disdainful. "She's just some poor woman with no family, no connections, no influence. Sure, she stuck by me through the hard times, but she's not wife material. Besides, she's not even in Ella's league. Why would I settle for her?" Hiding behind the door, I feel my heart shatter. In that moment, I finally understand that I'm someone he can discard at any time. I look at my heartbroken dad and smile bitterly. "Dad, I lost." I accept the arranged marriage Dad sets up for me. But just as I'm about to marry someone else, Lance kneels before me, full of regret and remorse. "Lis, I was wrong. Please don't marry him."

The morning after their night together, Harper Sullivan froze with a sudden, sickening realization—Ryan Delgado hadn't used protection. Fear coiled tight in her chest, sharp and suffocating. But Ryan just smirked, his voice smooth, teasing, as if this were some kind of game. "Our families are enemies. A baby changes that. Your father would have to accept me. Then I could marry you—properly." Heat rushed to her cheeks. She should have pushed him away, should have demanded answers—but his touch still burned through her resistance, and she gave in to him. Then, like a knife to the ribs, she heard his friend's voice from the next room, laced with cruel amusement. "Ryan, that's genius. Get her pregnant, then dump her. Harper would never recover from the scandal. And her family? Total disgrace." Ryan let out a cold, satisfied laugh. "Serves her right. She stole Olivia's spot as valedictorian, broke her heart, drove her overseas. I'll make sure she pays—this is for Olivia." Harper's body went rigid. Three years. Three years of stolen moments, swallowed secrets, letting him touch her in the dark while her family believed her loyal. And it had all been a lie. Rage and humiliation crashed over her, so violent she nearly choked on it. Her phone buzzed in her trembling hand. Fighting back tears, she answered. "Dad… I'll take the engagement."

Right after returning from a business trip, Cecelia Moore held her ultrasound report as she hurried to the private suite at the club. She was eager to surprise her husband, Francis Rivera. Just as she was about to open the door, she caught a few words drifting through the crack that stopped her cold. "…So, Fran, did you really marry Cecelia Moore just to protect Melody Green?" In that instant, every drop of blood in Cecelia's body seemed to freeze—she couldn't move.

The mafia coalition’s family banquet had reached its liveliest point. Someone started stirring things up and steered the conversation toward the youngest Don of the Fumagalli family, Dante Fumagalli. “Dante, before you came to power, all those old Dons from the major families were falling over themselves to push their daughters at you. Was there ever one you actually wanted?” I stood half a step behind him, and my knuckles turned white around my wine glass. Dante did not answer right away. His gaze swept over me, cool and indifferent, before he turned toward Viviana Lombardi, who still held the crowd’s attention. “I wanted her.” Viviana spun around so fast that wine splashed from her glass onto her wrist. “Then why did you not come when I gave you that hotel key card all those years ago?” The calm on Dante’s face finally cracked. He frowned. “Your key card? Was that not for Enzo Ricci?” “How could it have been for Enzo?” Viviana’s eyes reddened. “He is my first cousin.” One question led to another and the truth emerged. That hotel key card had been handed to the wrong person by a Soldato. Because of that mistake, they had missed each other. Viviana burst into tears on the spot. Regret shadowed Dante’s expression. Just then, someone laughed softly. “What a coincidence. Was the key card really delivered to the wrong person, or did someone make sure it ended up in the wrong hands?” In an instant, every eye in the room turned to me. Everyone remembered me. I was the woman who used to trail after Dante Fumagalli like a lovesick fool. I turned to look at Dante and hoped he would say something for me. I hoped he would tell them we had been secretly married for five years and that he had been the one who pursued me back then. He said nothing. He did not defend me. He did not deny anything. He stared ahead in silence as if none of this had anything to do with him. In that moment, I pulled off the wedding ring I had worn for five years.