Honey The Cat Novels & Stories

He cheated on me! In return, I fucked his boss. Then I fled the city to start a new life. Six years later, I'm back with six babies, all born at a time. These six cuties wouldn't let me rest unless they see their father. I thought their father was just a boss of a small company where my ex husband use to work, I had no idea this man is Lachlan Williams, the CEO of the biggest company in the city, the very one I now work for. I was meticulously avoiding him until one fateful day, I found out the CEO had guests and this guests turned out to be my sextuplets. "Mommy, we found Daddy." My sextuplets had implicated me. "Dare to hide my kids away from me?" Lachlan Williams had resolutely asked. Later, when my ex husband appeared again, he kowtowed and held my foot, begging, "honey, I'm a fool for cheating on you. Forgive me, I want you back again." Lachlan Williams kicked him off ruthlessly, saying possessively, "dare to lay your filthy hands on my woman! Assistant Benjamin, make his family company go bankrupt!"

Aria Morgan is hated by her father and despised by her pack. They choose a life of atonement for her. Atonement for her mother’s supposed betrayal of the Eclipse pack that led to the death of ten pack members. The only light in her life is her younger sister, Piper, who she will do anything to protect. Dane Holden, Alpha of the Shadow Vale pack, has spent years actively working to bring down anything associated with the Morgan family all because of a link between them and the death of his brother. As the next step of his revenge plan, he approaches Aria’s father with a contract that will tie him and Aria together in a chosen mate-bond. Betrayal and secrets run deep in both Dane and Aria’s lives. Things that they believed to be real were nothing more than lies wrapped up in honey to hide the truth from ever coming to light. Dane’s world turns upside down when he realizes that everything he had believed for the past four years has been nothing but a lie. What is worse is that he has repeatedly hurt someone who he should have protected. Will it be too late to fix things, or will he die before he can earn her forgiveness? Only time will tell...

Since it's already the end of the year, I'm slacking off at my job. That's when I come across a forum post on the Internet. "My husband has gone on a business trip on his own. This is the photo he sent me when he updated me on his situation. Everyone, can you please take a look at the photo and tell me if there are any problems with it?" The Internet users are quick to go into their Sherlock Holmes mode. Still, they aren't able to spot any problems with the photo. But a comment is quick to catch my attention. "Am I the only one who thinks that this post is a clickbait? Could it be that a disloyal jerk who's cheating on his wife wants to proclaim his devotion toward her but is scared that he might get caught? Maybe that's why this photo is uploaded here instead so that everyone can help him find out what's wrong with this photo!" As soon as the comment is posted, the original poster deletes the post instantly. This makes me frown. At the same time, my husband, Gavin Prescott, sends me a photo on WhatsApp. "Honey, here's my daily update! Your darling husband is still devoted to you as always!" As I stare at the photo, which is exactly the same one that was posted on the Internet, I feel my heart sinking. This is definitely not a coincidence!

My daughter, Emma Blackwood, was sick. We were thirty thousand short of the treatment that could save her life. My husband, Nathan Blackwood, looked devastated, his face tight with guilt. "Honey, I'm sorry. This is my fault. I don't have the money to save our daughter." To pay for Emma's treatment, I worked four jobs daily, but during a restaurant shift, I saw Nathan rent the entire place to wine and dine another woman. With a bright smile, she poured him a drink. "Mr. Blackwood, you are generous. You spend tens of millions like it's nothing. You can have any woman you want, so why marry some broke, low-class woman?" Nathan slowly blew out a stream of smoke, his eyes full of contempt. "You wouldn't understand. Marrying a poor woman like that makes it fun. "Watching her humiliate herself over a little money, working herself to the bone. It's entertaining." My body went cold. I could barely breathe. So Nathan had been a wealthy heir all along, pretending to be poor and lying to me from the start. What he didn't know was this: I was the long-lost daughter of the richest family in the country. And with a single word from me, his entire world could be destroyed.

I was the sole front desk clerk at a haunted hotel. Welcoming players, checking in on the bosses’ quarters, and slacking off a bit were all part of the job. At least, that was what I thought. It turned out my days were far from ordinary. A blood-drenched little girl in a tattered red dress kept ringing the service bell. Her eerie voice echoed, “Miss, why didn’t you come play with me?” A creepy black cat with glowing eyes wouldn’t stop meowing and rubbing against my legs. And then there was the old woman with claws like knives, cheerfully knitting me a sweater… out of players’ skin. One day, I took a day off to care for my sick mother. That was my biggest mistake. The entire game instance erupted in chaos. Bosses interrogated players, demanding to know where their precious front desk clerk had gone. “Did she abandon us? Is she never coming back?” I ran. They chased. But no matter how fast I fled, their grip on me only tightened. In the end, escape wasn’t an option.

Vengeance is her's, not God's. Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity. But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell. Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him. Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed. As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check. Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite. Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?

She is the last spark of a dying flame. He is the shadow waiting to catch it. Princess Saoirse of Aethelgard is dead—or so the Empire believes. When her kingdom falls to Oakhaven’s iron machines, the last Dragon Princess disguises herself as a lowly servant to protect the world's remaining magic. Her goal is simple: infiltrate the enemy capital, rescue her captured cousin, and end the royal bloodline. Prince Tristan is the Empire’s greatest disappointment. To the court, he is a drunken fool; in the shadows, he is the Viper, a lethal strategist plotting his father’s downfall. When he discovers a "mute" maid with eyes full of murder amidst the ruins, he doesn't expose her. He claims her. Trapped in the dangerous intimacy of the Prince’s chambers, a deadly game of cat and mouse begins. Tristan knows she is a liar; Saoirse sees the sharp mind behind his lazy smile. As their hatred shifts into a scorching, forbidden attraction, they realize they share a common enemy. But with the Emperor hunting the true Dragon, revealing their secrets could destroy them both. The Dragon is hiding. The Viper is hunting. Together, they will burn the world.

#R18.. SHE SPENT TEN YEARS LOCKED UP ONLY TO BE BOUGHT BY THE MAN WHO MIGHT JUST BE INVOLVED IN HER MISFORTUNE. Aurelia Costa has spent her almost all her adolescent in an auction house where girls are being bought like cattles. The ones who don’t get successfully auctioned gets beaten and sexually assaulted. Everything changes for her when she gets auctioned by a mysterious mafia boss. He’s the strangest person she has ever seen as she feels uncomfortable whenever she’s near him.She doesn’t know what he wants from her— why he bought her. But she knows one thing, and that’s the fact that he’s absolutely dangerous for her. And his twin might just be her mate. What starts as a game of manipulation and revenge turns into a sick twisted addictive cat and mouse of the heart— and blood. 🔥CONTENT WARNING: This is a DARK, 18+ paranormal mafia romance. It contains graphic sex scenes, blood lust, morally gray characters, obsession, manipulation, power play, trauma, and violence. Not for sensitive readers. Read at your own risk.

Married in secret for five years, Yvonne Singer always thought I was just a washed-up nobody from a fallen family. What she didn't know was that I was the sole successor to Guzman Group, the world's largest venture capital firm. She tricked me into attending a cocktail party for the sake of her male best friend, Francis Yorke, and forced me to toast my sworn rival. Furious, I shattered the wineglass in my hand and snapped, "Yvonne, don't push me! Believe it or not, with a single word from me, your company can disappear from the stock market by tomorrow!" Panic flickered in her eyes. The next second, she threw herself into my arms. "Honey, I just needed your help. I didn't mean to hurt you." She then personally fed me a hangover pill and gently escorted me to a private room. When I woke up, I was hanging upside down from a drop tower. Francis slammed the switch. I was sent flying dozens of feet into the air, then plummeting straight down into the water. As my consciousness began to waver, I forced myself to make an emergency call. "Mr. Chance, contact global media outlets. Before nightfall, I want headlines showing them begging on the streets!"

The ambulance’s siren blared as it sped toward the hospital. But an obnoxious power-walking mob blocked its path at the entrance of our residential area. As a result, the ambulance could not leave the area. I got out of the car to negotiate with that group of power-walkers. I immediately recognized that the woman who led the mob was none other than my mother-in-law, Miranda White. “Miranda, the illness of someone important to me has flared up. He’s in critical condition! “Please get these people to move and let the ambulance pass! Quick!” I was frantic with worry. But Miranda shot me a sideways glance and jumped to conclusions. “He should’ve died a long time ago! “He’s your father. What gives him the nerve to interfere in Caleb’s marital home?! If he’s sick, he deserves it!” Right after she finished her sentence, she waved her arms and called more people over. The number of people joining the power-walking mob continued to increase. They packed the road so tightly that it was completely blocked. When it became clear the ambulance could not possibly leave the area, Miranda shot me a smug glance. She picked up her phone and said in a coy voice, “Honey, what are you doing at home? Come down and join me for a power walk! Getting some exercise is what matters most for your health.” Inside the ambulance, the phone screen next to the patient lit up for a moment, then went dark again. It was not my father who had collapsed.