Kenjaku Brain Novels & Stories

Having lived her life in the shadows as a pauper bastard with no father, Calliope's life changes the day Xandros comes to her school and she discovers they're mates, the difference in their status frightens her but Xandros swore to be with her but broke this promise as he announces someone else his mate, humiliating Callie. Heartbroken, Callie runs away and got hit by a car, she's hospitalized and left in a coma for three months before she's declared brain dead and her mother moves out of the pack and country, heartbroken. Xyla blames her brother for Callie's death and wouldn't forgive him but is shocked five years later when the infamous queen of the south invites her for a private dinner. Callie was saved by Rowland when she was declared brain dead as he's the pack's healer. She wakes up and realize her true paternity, she's the daughter of the infamous Alpha of the South, who's the Supreme Alpha that has gone missing for decades. She's set out on a clear path to avenge her enemies and become the Supreme She- Alpha. Would she achieve her desires?. Would she return back to the man that rejected her or make him face her wrath ?

Jacob Seo is the only son of Aromatized's CEO—the most famous perfume company in South Korea. As the heir and next CEO, being homosexual, is not easy to hide. But the only person who knows what he truly is, died. It made him create another persona to cope up with his traumatized brain and sacred heart. Two personas. Two different sexual reference. One body. The question is… What will the future of Jacob be? Will he be a shadow of his own mind? Or reclaim what is originally his to begin with?

Carina Swan is a self-taught painter with a lively personality, but all changes when she meets the man she believes can alter her life for the better, but she is mistaken. This man will be the one capable of inducing nightmares in her. However, she uncovers a past that can serve as a warning to her mind not to fall in love with this guy. In the past, she lost her memories and suffered brain damage, and this guy she despises is actually her husband. However, how can this happen? Read the novel what happen next!

My mother hated me, to the point that she wished I were dead. I knew I deserved to die. Sixteen years ago, if I hadn’t insisted on going out, my brother wouldn’t have died while trying to save me. Eventually, both of us got what we wished for. I got brain cancer. She had become a stranger to me as I forgot everything and went to die in blissful ignorance. Then, she went mad.

This is a compilation of bite-sized tales, some of which lack logic, are borderline crazy, and a few might even make you wanna puke your guts out. But they sure have one thing in common. And what's that? Yeah, you guessed right. If you're willing to get bruised yet blush at the same time, willing to sate that weird but crazy delicious fantasy of yours... What are you waiting for? Lock your brain away temporarily and feel this story with your heart and the section down south. Hehe :)

My husband divorced me the moment his first love returned, never knowing I was dying from a terminal brain tumor. When a rival Alpha billionaire saves my life and gives me a second chance, my ex suddenly realizes he threw away the woman who held his entire world together. Now he wants me back, but the ruthless Alpha willing to start a war for me has no intention of letting me go. And this time, I'm done being anyone's obedient Luna.

In my previous life, my husband had suddenly died of a brain hemorrhage, leaving behind a massive mountain of debt. For the sake of my son, who was still in high school, I sold the house my parents had left me, gritted my teeth, and worked three jobs to pay off the debt. Overworked and exhausted, my health deteriorated, and I eventually collapsed in the hospital. From my bed, I could hear my son, now a graduate from a prestigious university, smiling as he spoke on the phone. "Hello? Dad, it's me. Yeah, she's about to die. I bought insurance for her, so we should get close to one million. You and Aunt Rena should come back home right away." The "Aunt Rena" he spoke of was none other than my husband's childhood friend and neighbor who had known him for years. It turned out that the debts were all part of a massive money-laundering scheme between my husband and his childhood sweetheart. They had fabricated false accounts to hide their crime, and he had faked his death to escape the law. My son, eager to become the heir to wealth, had stood by and watched me work myself to death. When I next opened my eyes, I was back in the moment of my husband's feigned brain hemorrhage, the day it had all begun.

My mother, Winona Barlowe, who was the medical director at the hospital, decided to let my intern sister, Mia Barlowe, practice her skills by performing a brain tumor surgery on me. I begged my mother to assign another doctor since it was my only chance at survival. She slapped me across the face and cried out, "How did I ever give birth to a selfish girl like you? Mia just started her internship. Can’t you give her the chance to practice?" When I died from the botched surgery, she turned gray overnight.

I was the real heiress in a case of a mistaken identity. Three months after my return, the imposter heiress disappeared.   My brother, Caleb Carter, accused me of jealousy, believing I had driven the fake heiress away. The disappointed look on my parents’ faces revealed their true thoughts.   I was confined in the basement, subjected to daily torture.   Even after my death, my family donated my brain to a research institution.   Later, I watched from heaven as my family broke down upon watching my memories.

I came home from a night shift and caught my husband in bed with his secretary. After the screaming and the chaos, I ran out like a woman losing her mind. Derek chased after me. We ended up at the river, fighting. Somehow we both fell in. He nearly drowned trying to save me—the doctors said the oxygen deprivation had caused severe brain damage. When he woke up, he could barely function. No memory. No independence. He followed me around like a lost child. "Wifey, don't leave me. I'm scared." Looking at that helpless, broken man, I gritted my teeth and held this family together. The secretary vanished without a trace. Six years passed. Derek slowly seemed to recover. He was gentle with me, attentive, loving. I even got pregnant with our second child. Then came the family dinner. Derek knocked back two glasses of whiskey and suddenly slammed his hand on the table, his face twisted with frustration. "My oldest boy is already in first grade, and I haven't made it to a single parent-teacher conference!" I thought his brain was glitching again. MY sister-in-law Vanessa rushed to cover his mouth, but he shoved her away and let out a cold laugh. "You really thought the water scrambled my brains?" "Chloe gave me a son. I haven't forgotten about him for a single day!"