Kirra Hart Video Novels & Stories

My Alpha King mate Ethan Stone didn't know that our four-year-old daughter Lily suffered from kidney failure. Before her surgery, her greatest wish was for her father to take her to the amusement park on her birthday. She wanted to spend time with him alone. I knelt before Ethan Stone, begging him to fulfill our daughter's wish. He promised he would. But on her birthday, Lily waited in the cold wind for him. She waited until she coughed up blood and fainted, yet he never showed up. Her condition worsened, and the emergency treatment failed. Before she died, she asked me with tears in her eyes, "Mommy, why does Daddy like Victoria's daughter Emma but not me? Am I not good enough?" My daughter left this world with regret in her heart! From her small hand fell a phone, playing a video. In the video, her father had rented out the largest amusement park in town and was celebrating a birthday with Victoria's daughter. After her daughter died, Olivia completely gave up and left Ethan, but the high-handed Alpha King looked for Olivia all over the world, begging her to give him another chance.

“That video in the group chat was filmed in your bridal suite, wasn’t it?” one of the women asked with a grin. “Sleeping around right under Adela’s nose? That’s bold.” Lorenzo leaned back, swirling his drink, looking pleased with himself. “Yes.” “I used to be too sick to do half the things I wanted,” he said, tapping his chest. “After the transplant, I realized spending the rest of my life with only one lover would be a waste.” The room erupted. He let them laugh, then added, “I set myself a goal. One hundred places before the wedding. Once it’s over, I’ll settle down. After that, my body and my marriage belong to Adela.” More laughter. More glasses raised. I stood outside the door with one hand pressed hard against my chest, where an artificial heart kept beating. Lorenzo never knew I had learned his language. He also never knew that I had already discovered he was keeping Vera—our wedding’s mistress of ceremonies—behind my back. And because he had hidden something from me, I had hidden something from him. I had already booked an assisted death service overseas.

“What’s your name?” The alpha asked, seemingly unsettled by all the attention on him. “Jessica.” She replied quietly. She was about to ask for his name when the other’s thumb brushed her lips, before he released his hold. It left a sensation that was domineering and territorial. The Alpha stepped back, earnest stare burning into Jessica giving a slight glare of irritation at the other wolves before walking away. Tasha giggled, eyes turning into crescents. “Jessi. He claimed you.” “H-He did not,” Jessi started. “Yes, yes he did. He didn’t mark you, but he like, scent-claimed you in front of – of everyone!” Tasha said with glee. “He left his scent on you.” *** *** Jessica Hart is an Omega wolf who wants to find a mate who will accept her and she’s determined their story would be ‘love at first sight’ until she meets him and ... he’s an Arrogant Alpha. Chadwick Kai, who is a mysterious, devastatingly handsome Alpha that confuses Jessica.

Emma Hart thought she led an ordinary life—until a single mysterious message changes everything. When her phone flashes a countdown and a distorted voice warns her not to look outside, Emma realizes she’s caught in a deadly game she doesn’t understand. Shadows move faster than any human, storms rage with unnatural fury, and the city she calls home becomes a maze of fear and secrets. With only twelve minutes to act, Emma must uncover who—or what—is hunting her, why she was chosen, and how to survive when time itself seems to be against her. Racing against a relentless enemy, she discovers hidden powers, buried truths, and the shocking revelation that the world is far more dangerous than anyone could imagine. The Last Signal is a pulse-pounding thriller that blends suspense, supernatural mystery, and heart-stopping tension, asking one question: when the clock is ticking, who can you trust—and who is already watching from the shadows?

Three years of marriage. One contract. Zero kisses. Lira Hart, rising actress and media sweetheart, has been married to cold, enigmatic billionaire Damian Blackwood for three long, loveless years. Their union was forged not from love, but from a contract signed by their powerful families. While the world envied her last name, Lira knew the truth: he never wanted her. Never touched her. Never looked at her like she mattered. Until the night she asked for a divorce. Suddenly, the man who never cared is showing up on her film sets, making headlines with unexpected kisses, and whispering things that sound dangerously like regret. But Lira’s heart isn’t something she’s willing to gamble anymore, not after three years of being invisible in his world. Can a man who locked his heart away learn how to love the woman who’s already slipping through his fingers? Or is this billionaire three years too late?

For five years, Grace Hart was the "mousy" shadow behind media tycoon Ethan Wolfe. She endured his coldness, his silence, and finally, the ultimate insult: his mistress at their anniversary dinner. When Ethan signed the divorce papers without even looking at her face, Grace vanished. Two years later, Ethan is at the top of the world—until a new rival, the enigmatic "Grace Sterling," begins dismantling his empire piece by piece. When he finally corners his competitor, he doesn't find a stranger. He finds the wife he discarded, now radiant, powerful, and wearing an engagement ring from his own brother. But the real shock? The divorce papers were never filed. Grace isn't his ex-wife; she’s his legal spouse, his business rival, and the only woman who can save him from his grandmother’s lethal will. Ethan ignored her for years—now, he’ll have to beg for a second of her time.

A video of my boyfriend proposing to his secretary makes it to the trending topics. Everyone squeals over how romantic and touching it is. His secretary even posts on social media, "I've waited so long for you to appear, and I'm glad I didn't give up. I'll leave my life in your hands, Mr. Emerson." One of the comments goes, "God, this is so sweet. A CEO and his secretary—I ship them!" I don't weep or cause a fuss. Instead, I close the webpage and ask my boyfriend for an explanation. That's when I hear him talking to his friends. "I didn't have a choice. She would've been forced to marry someone she doesn't love if I didn't help her." "What about Vicky? She's your actual girlfriend. Aren't you afraid of her getting mad?" "So what if she is? She's been with me for seven years—she can't live without me." Later, I have my wedding on the same day as his. Our cars drive past each other, and I exchange bouquets with his secretary. When he sees me, he breaks down.

I went abroad for three years to build a lab and save my husband's company from collapse. After endless struggles, I finally cracked the technical problems and developed the core technology. When I returned home with that breakthrough, I saw the airport video board plastered with the same impossible headline—my husband was getting married. I felt a hot, furious ache and took a taxi straight to the venue. … A woman who had cared for our household for years blocked me at the gate and sneered. "Who do you think you are, showing up at the Stone family's wedding? Get out of here, or I'll get security to throw you out." For a moment, I stood rooted, but then the bride appeared, walking out of the villa in a wedding gown. It was the woman Adrian Stone had once told me was dead—his first love, Evelyn Sutton. She wore my wedding ring on her finger and looked at me with pure contempt. "You want to make a scene at my wedding?" she said. "If you do, you're really asking for trouble. My husband, Adrian, won't hesitate to take care of you." I folded my arms and let out a cold laugh. "Adrian's getting married? Funny, I don't recall getting an invitation."

Two years after the death of my husband, John Foster, I get a video call from him—except it's him from five years in the future. "John! You're still alive! Tell me where you are. I'm coming now to bring you home!" Crying tears of joy, I scramble to pick up the car keys I dropped, only to hear him say, "Actually, I faked my death to be with your friend…" As my mind goes blank, he continues to tell me everything as if none of it is a big deal. "I attended my funeral. The whole time you were crying beside my casket, I was in the back room with Adaline, getting it on with her. You thought her eyes were red because she was crying in grief. "Oh, my mother and our son know that I faked my death, too. Every year, they've found all kinds of excuses to come spend time with us instead…" My blood turns cold. My hand shakes as I clutch the phone. Meanwhile, John exhales, looking like he has taken a load off his chest. "I've already told you the truth about everything now, Cecilia, so it's up to you whether you want to continue living like a widow."

Melissa thought she had found true love in the arms of Richard Hart, a powerful and charming CEO. Her joy upon discovering she’s pregnant quickly turns to heartbreak when she learns Richard is engaged to another woman. Betrayed and humiliated, Melissa decides to leave everything behind, starting a new life far away while keeping the existence of her child a secret from Richard. Three years later, Melissa is an independent and successful woman, determined to give her son Ryan the best life possible. But fate intervenes when an unexpected encounter with Richard threatens to uncover the secrets she has fought so hard to protect. Faced with overwhelming passion, intense confrontations, and painful truths, Melissa must decide: can she trust the man who once shattered her, or will she do whatever it takes to safeguard her son? An emotional journey of love, redemption, and new beginnings, where past choices shape the future in ways no one could have foreseen.