Li Young Lee From Blossoms Novels & Stories

Daisy-Belle thought her one-night stand was just that—one night, no strings attached. But when a casual fling with a mysterious stranger turns into a tabloid headline, her world flips upside down. The father of her unborn child is none other than Zayden, a 26-year-old billionaire playboy gracing the cover of every magazine with his devilish charm and notorious escapades. For Daisy-Belle, this revelation is more than a shock—it's a potential lifeline. "He's a billionaire, Daisy," her mother exclaims, eyes gleaming with a mix of desperation and opportunity. "This could solve all our problems." Zayden, with his insatiable desires and aversion to commitment, is the last person ready for fatherhood. When Daisy-Belle confronts him with the news, he’s incredulous. "There’s no way this is happening," he snaps, his eyes cold and dismissive. But Daisy-Belle’s mother isn’t one to back down. With a steely resolve, she threatens to expose Zayden’s darkest secrets and tarnish his pristine reputation. The stakes are high, and the tension is electric. "Marry her, or I’ll ruin you," she declares, her voice unwavering. Will Zayden bend to the pressure and agree to a marriage of convenience? Will Daisy-Belle find the strength to continue with her pregnancy despite his cruel rejection and biting insults? "You're nothing but a gold-digger," Zayden sneers. But can Daisy-Belle prove there's more to her than meets the eye?

For years, Alpha Lucas taunted and was cruel to Clara, making her feel so less of herself. As a result of this, she became weak, and there was nothing she could do to go against the powerful Alpha who liked making her life a living hell. Eventually, Clara escaped and fell off a cliff. She was presumed dead by Lucan, but she survived. Five years later, Clara returned. A string a fierce Omega, she wasn't the timid lady he once knew, and she is determined to seek her revenge. To make Lucas pay for the things he had done to her. However, fate has other plans for her. A revelation comes into play and she finds out that she is tied to Lucas by a made bond, making their destinies become one. Clara struggles to reconcile her hatred for Lucas, she begins to develop feelings for the man she never thought she would whenever he is so close to her. Can Clara truly hate the man who once made her life a living hell knowing that her heart is now bound to his?

"I bought you to save you from a monster. I didn't realize that in your eyes, the monster was me." It all started with a baby he rescued saved and raised and was later stolen from him. But years later, bound by a promise forged in the past, Maurice Mayer now stands at a crossroads, faced with marrying the very girl he once regarded as a daughter. He saved her once... but who will save him from her now? What happens when the girl you raised becomes the woman you can't resist? From guardian to groom... some promises rewrite the heart. When love blurs the lines of fate, how do you say no to destiny? A promise kept. A love forbidden. A bond neither can escape.

My parents died when I was ten years old, but a big shot in Jade City adopted me. It was rumored that Sean Graham was a cruel and violent man, but he doted on me for nearly ten years. He booked the advertising screens in the city to celebrate my birthday and promised to marry me when I got drunk and pestered him about it. I called him Uncle Sean at his request. Fear gripped me when I woke up in his bed every morning, but I kept it a secret. Yet one time, we accidentally slept with each other. I got pregnant with his child and wanted to keep it, but I knew I would not live for much longer. One day, I heard his conversation with a servant. “Clean up Zella’s room for Yulia.” “But Mr. Graham, Miss Cooper has been staying there for ten years. Didn’t you design it for her?” “No, I only let her stay there because Yulia had gone abroad.” I touched my belly as disappointment gripped me. It turned out that the man who had promised to provide me with a home as long as he lived wanted to drive me away.

At my wedding rehearsal dinner, a photo of me and my fiancé’s older brother—naked in bed—was displayed in front of everyone. I said it was a setup. Jason, my soon-to-be husband and the Don of the Vale, said, “I trust you.” He erased the footage—and married me anyway. For two years, he kept me hidden while my stepsister, Nerissa, stood beside him in public. He said it was to protect me—so I believed him. I believed him even when the rumors said he was sleeping with her, even when he introduced her as his Donna… until today, when I found them in bed together. Jason didn’t even stop kissing her when he saw me. “Do you like this anniversary gift, Alina?” That was when I finally understood— Jason had never believed me—and the reason he still married me wasn’t love. It was punishment.

My husband brought home a set of triplets and insisted they were mine. I rushed to get a DNA test done overnight, and the results proved that none of the three children were related to either of us. But my husband lost it. He slapped me, called me disgusting, and forced me to sign the divorce papers, leaving me with nothing. Furious and shaken, I went to my best friend to vent. But the second she saw those three children, she grabbed the fruit knife from the table and slashed my face. “If you dare say they aren’t yours again, next time, I won’t stop there.” My chest felt so tight I could barely breathe. That night, I bought a ticket and fled back to my parents’ house. I cried as I told them everything. But after hearing me out, they grabbed a garden hoe and beat me to death. Even as everything went dark, I still couldn’t understand why everyone was forcing me to accept three children I had never given birth to. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my husband first brought them home.

I spent all my life hating him, being told stories of how perfect he is, but then his team flopped during the playoffs, one got injured, they needed replacement, and I happened to be the only one who could save it "You are good at hockey, everyone says that, so please don't let my dream be crushed" He knelt down, eyes on me, the same one popular jock guy was begging on his feet, he was dancing at my fingers, and I had all the control, but then I do something stupid, and let my hidden desires rule over me "Pretty boy, my dick is down there, not on my face" His eyes widened, and my lips twisted

Selene grows up in a large family, mother absent, father lost too soon, and raised by her grandparents. Amid grief, trauma, and early abuse, she exhibits remarkable intelligence, resilience, and a compassionate heart. Adolescence brings rebellion, self-discovery, and her sanctuary—running. High school tests her emotionally and socially as she navigates heartbreak, weight struggles, and first love, reclaiming her power along the way. Young adulthood introduces pregnancy, an abusive relationship, and devastating loss. Through motherhood and perseverance, Selene finds healing and meets Eli, a love that mirrors her strength. This is a story of survival, courage, and transformation.

He called her boring. He said their marriage was a mistake. Then he left her bleeding, heartbroken... and pregnant. Lily devoted seven years of her life to a man who only saw her as a convenience. When her husband, Alex, demanded a divorce, she begged him to stay only to discover he'd already proposed to his ex… and planned it all behind her back. But betrayal wasn’t the end, it was just the beginning. Left for dead, humiliated, and crushed by the ultimate heartbreak, Lily had nothing, until a billionaire stranger offered her a deal: a contract marriage, a new identity, and a chance to make the man who shattered her beg on his knees. She accepted. Now, Lily is no longer the soft-spoken housewife he threw away, she's the storm he never saw coming. Beautiful. Untouchable. Dangerous. And Alex? He’s about to learn that the woman he underestimated is now the one who holds all the power. He broke her soul. Now she’s coming for him…

Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion. However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her. He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave. My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides. ___________________________ “Yes please.” She begs. “Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy. It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric. But I never claimed to be saint. “Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.” “Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.” I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.” Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks. “Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.” “Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads. “Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.” I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”