Plus Ultra My Hero Novels & Stories

This is a story about Kei Innaya. A poor girl became a victim of bullying at Gemilang High School. There are no quiet days in her life as she is constantly under pressure and the Aster Gang's threats. Until when she is too tired to continue her life and intends to end her suffering. It was then that she met a mysterious man named Kenan Radhika. Who would have thought that Kenan used to be the leader of the bullies at another school? Kenan, who felt guilty for his victims, decided to help Kei get rid of the Aster Gang, and stop the bullying at Gemilang High School. Will Kei be able to overcome her fear?

A text message popped up in the class group chat. A student had been in a car accident and had been rushed to the hospital. She urgently needed a donor with a rare RH-Negative blood type. Wanting to help, I went to the hospital and donated 800 milliliters of blood. Afterward, I passed out from blood loss. When she woke up, she claimed she was pregnant and said the baby was mine. Everyone accused me of crossing a line despite being an educator and professor in college. They said I had slept with a student and got her pregnant. I went to confront her, but she acted like she was the victim. "Your blood is in my body now, and in the baby's body too. What's wrong with saying the baby is yours? From now on, my baby and I are depending on you. You'd better take good care of us and make sure we don't suffer, or I'll sue you for seducing me and dumping me!" Furious, I shoved her. She rammed her stomach into the corner of a table on purpose and miscarried. The internet decided I was a scumbag who had killed the baby on purpose. "How can someone like that exist? How can someone like that teach at all!" I lost my job. I was doxxed and harassed over the phone. Someone even threw acid on me and destroyed my face. I lost everything. My wife, who was eight months pregnant at the time, believed me and defended me, only for the internet to turn on her too. They accused her of helping a monster to hurt others. The stress caused her to have a serious hemorrhage, and she and the baby both did not make it. Crushed by guilt and grief, I jumped off a building and killed myself. That student, however, profited from my tragedy and became an influencer with a million followers overnight. When I opened my eyes again, I had regressed to the day I saw the message in the group chat.  

Stella has spent years loving one man with everything she has. She cheers for his victories, sacrifices her own dreams to support his, and quietly opens doors for his career without ever asking for credit. She believes that one day, Chase will finally see her the way she sees him. Instead, he humiliates her in front of an entire stadium. As if that isn't enough, she discovers their relationship was nothing more than a cruel bet. Broken and with nowhere else to go, Stella finds unexpected kindness from the last person she ever imagined—Jaxon, the league's most feared hockey star. Quiet, patient, and impossible to read, he sees the pain everyone else ignores and offers her something she has never known before: respect. While Stella struggles to put her shattered heart back together, she accidentally steps into a world filled with dangerous secrets, powerful Alphas, and a destiny she knows nothing about. As feelings begin to grow between them, old betrayals return, hidden truths refuse to stay buried, and the man who threw her away suddenly wants her back. But some hearts are only broken once. And this time, Stella must decide whether to keep chasing the past... or trust the man who never let her fall.

The Alistair brothers crashed into my life like a storm and took everything from me; including my mother’s love. Their dark eyes and hungry gazes followed me like a shadow, even a secret wedding was not enough to keep them away from me. “Call us when he messes up, because he will.” Val said to me, dark green eyes piercing through my wedding dress. I hoped I would never have a reason to, but when my marriage becomes a nightmare and I must return home, I am forced to seek their help. It’s been six years, I am no longer the thin and beautiful girl they used to know. Motherhood has made me three times bigger, they have no need to desire me anymore, right? I couldn’t be more wrong. “We let you go once, Melanie. We’ll be crazy if we make that mistake again.” Three billionaires, my stepbrothers, all want me. This couldn’t be more wrong, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

No feelings.No lies of calling the next day, and no empty promises of not banging anyone’s mother.If I could act like I’ve never met a set of twins I screwed on the same night, thinking they were the same person, then I could do this.It was the perfect set up for a fake relationship and it was simple.We faked our smiles, we faked our laughs; hell, we even faked our love. It wasn’t real.But that kiss was anything but fake, and the orgasm was anything but pretend.Somehow my plus one had become more, and now I’m standing here with my underwear around my ankles wondering what in the hell to do next.Plus One is created by M.N. Forgy, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

...." Should I stop?" his deep husky voice asked sending shivers down my spine. His hands , leaving trails if goosebumps all around me. My breath hatching...I couldn't say anything...I couldn't do anything, only to be overwhelmed by this pleasure. He chuckled and whispered," I told you, you're all mine, and mine only..."

“I… I can explain,” Isabelle stuttered as she started into the furious eyes of Andrew Sebriano, the Mafia Lord. Andrew grabbed her arm as he pressed her against the door, “Trust me honey, you cannot." A scared virgin, Isabelle Moner was set up by her own uncle to have a one night stand with Andrew, in place of his daughter, to pave the way for him in the business world. Would Andrew make Isabelle and her family pay for trying to trick him? Or, would he be her Messiah, saving her from the clutches of her evil Uncle?

Over the long weekend, I went on a trip with my boyfriend, Henry Dolan. The second I got in the car, I saw another girl in the back seat. Henry smiled. "This is Jenny Edgar. She was a year behind us in college. She's headed the same way, so I figured we could use the company." Jenny turned and smiled at me. "Don't worry. I won't get in your way. I just needed a ride." I swallowed hard and said nothing. At the hotel, I was about to unlock the room when Jenny rolled her suitcase in behind me. Henry acted like it was no big deal. "It doesn't make sense for her to get her own room. The three of us can share and save money. She can sleep on the couch." Jenny was already sitting on the edge of the bed, looking up at me. "I'll take the couch. I won't bother you two." I stared at Henry's calm, casual face, and my stomach turned. "Fine. You two stay here. I'll get another room."

Sylvie Rose is a true Omega werewolf who was adopted by the Lycan Prince Conri and Princess Ashina. She discovers her mate is a werebear name Luke who is half warlock. Word of the strength of their powers spread among supernaturals then, eventually, the news falls onto the ears of human hunters. The supernatural hunters would love nothing more than to capture them to study and experiment with them and their magic. As Sylvie and Luke go into hiding, Sylvie’s mother calls on the multi-species alliance to aid in this war while Sylvie and Luke discover how well their powers complement each other, and they work to strengthen that bond. They will need that bond as well as the help of the alliance to make it through this war alive. Note: This book contains many characters from the book Loner to Luna but it can be read as a stand-alone.

The lab blew, and my girlfriend—Beatrice Whitmore—didn't even glance my way. She bolted straight for Joseph, wrapping herself around him. When the dust settled, she climbed into the ambulance with him. I was still on the ground, bleeding out, and she didn't spare me a look. Eighteen years raising him, and apparently, that was all the space her heart had left. My coworkers dragged me to the hospital. ICU, barely breathing. When I finally clawed my way out, throat raw, I called my advisor. "Prof. Beaumont, I'm in. I'll go. Even if it means disappearing for five years, I don't care." That was supposed to be my wedding month. Not anymore.