Precious Treasure Novels & Stories

Our pup, Kyle Draven, is burning with a fever of 104 degrees Fahrenheit. His small body convulses as he cries out for his father. But my husband, the Alpha, doesn't care. Julian Draven ignores our son's suffering because Kyle's cries might disturb his precious Linda Griffin. "Linda's trying on evening gowns. Stop using Kyle to get my attention. You're pathetic." Linda deliberately monopolizes my husband's time, then shows up with cake for Kyle like she's some saint. When Kyle eats it, he vomits black-purple blood. The cake had Wolfsbane. I confront her, desperate for answers, but Julian responds with a vicious slap and crushes me under his Alpha authority. "Linda wouldn't hurt a fly. How could she poison anyone? You clearly framed her. What kind of mother poisons her own pup?" He shatters my spine and throws both me and our dying pup into the Borderlands. Just as he gives the order to kill us, a roar erupts from deep within the forest—the kind that makes every beast submit. My childhood friend has returned.

After being condemned across the internet for plagiarism, I stood before everyone and announced my retirement from writing. My boyfriend, Carter Xavier, who had been furiously accusing me just moments ago, froze in shock. “What are you doing? Don’t you still have debts to pay?” Ruby Quinn—his precious and the so-called victim of this scandal—immediately panicked. “Vera, you don’t have to punish yourself like this. I’m willing to give you a chance to start over.” I remained firm, my expression cold and unmoving as camera flashes exploded around me. In my past life, these two had humiliated me, plotting together behind my back to steal my work. My painstaking efforts had built Ruby’s reputation as a so-called genius author. But not this time. Without hesitation, I deleted the pen name I had used for the past six years. I had spent enough time struggling in a cramped rental apartment. It was time to return home and claim my family inheritance. As for Ruby Quinn— Let’s see how you finish the rest of that stolen manuscript without me.

"Book 1: Mikhail: A Royal Dragon RomanceHe’s a dangerous jewel thief… she’s the gem expert standing in his way…Mikhail Barinov knew he F’d up, five hundred years ago. His ‘one job’ as part of a Russian family of imperial dragon shifters? To protect the family hoard of jewels. But a dazzling virgin—who just happened to be the Elizabeth I, the Queen of England—tricked Mikhail and stole the jewels. But now he has a chance at redemption. The jewels have been found five centuries later. The only problem is they’ve been turned over to gemologist, Piper Linwood. She’s sexy, smart, ripe for seduction—but if centuries of exile taught him one thing, it’s never trust a beautiful woman.Piper Linwood can’t wait to get her hands on her latest project. But hot damn she never expected how badly she’d want to get her hands on the dark, brooding man she sees at the museum. Of course she didn’t know he was a jewel thief. Or a dragon shifter. But all that becomes abundantly clear when he takes the jewels and her, then flies (yes, flies) to his ancestral castle. While all the alpha-male stuff is what fairy tales are made of—and frankly sexy-as-hell—the fact Piper disappeared with Mikhail has her labeled as his partner in crime. Now she must choose. Will she betray him to save her career? Or will she stay and become the dragon’s greatest treasure?Brothers of Ash and Fire is created by Lauren Smith, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

Five years ago, Seraphina's world shattered when her fated mate the ruthless Alpha King, Killian Blackthorne publicly rejected her before the entire pack. Humiliated and exiled to the deadly Rogue Lands, she was left to die. But Seraphina survived. Alone, pregnant, and heartbroken, she built a new life as a skilled healer, determined never to depend on the man who destroyed her. Now, her greatest treasure is slipping away. Her four-year-old son, Leo, is dying from a rare magical disease, and the only cure is the blood of his biological father. Desperate to save her child, Seraphina returns to the last place she ever wanted to see again—the Alpha King's palace. Disguising her scent and concealing her identity beneath a healer's cloak, she enters enemy territory with one goal: save her son and leave before anyone discovers the truth. But the moment she crosses into Killian's territory, the shattered remnants of their fated bond ignite once more. Haunted by the woman he rejected and unable to resist the mysterious healer who stirs memories he thought were buried, Killian becomes obsessed with uncovering her identity. As old wounds reopen and dangerous secrets threaten to surface, Seraphina finds herself trapped in a deadly game of deception. Because if Killian discovers that the fierce little boy hidden within his palace walls is his son, he won't just demand the truth. He'll claim them both. And this time, the Alpha King won't let them go.

After Lily turned six, I dragged her through ninety-nine DNA tests. I even pulled her out of school. Quit my job too. Every day, another hospital, another test. The house? Total chaos. And every single report said the same thing—biologically related. By the hundredth test, Wesley snapped. He yanked Lily behind him. "Lily came out of you. How could she not be yours? If you keep this up, we're done." He pulled out the divorce papers. Lily's face crumpled. She sobbed so hard she could barely breathe. "Mom, you said I was your most precious baby. Don't you want me anymore?" "You were under a lot of stress after giving birth. It turned into depression. Let's see a doctor," Wesley's mom said, wiping her eyes. I didn't say a word. I ripped the papers to shreds, yanked Lily out from behind him. "One more test. Once we get the report, you can divorce me if you still want to." The report came back. No one said a word.

Book 1 in Russo Series. Loud gun shots echoed all around in the huge mansion. Cold bodies lying unalive on the floor as we walked over those bodies to find her. "Damn! She really is a killing machine." I heard Lorenzo's voice ringing in my ear through the earpiece. He is right. She is a killing machine. The amount of dead bodies we crossed and the way blood is splattered on the floor like water proves it. "Nic behind you!" Shawn warned me in urgency and I turned behind to look at the same girl I fell in love with, heading towards me, blood painting her face. --- Nicolas Russo, is the leader of the black market auction. He owns half of the Italy and people quiver in their boots at the mention of his name. But, a swirling storm, with a name Zyra Lavender stole something very precious to him. It was the audacity of her later on, to go and live right in his mansion with him. She overestimated herself when she thought that she can go on after messing with a man like him. Nicolas does not do forgiveness. He chases, catches, kills and cleans. Now, we have to see, how far can Zyra run? Thank You For Reading.

The adopted younger sister claimed to be suffering from depression. To make her feel better, my parents hung me on the cliff, as if I were a kite. Servant reminded my parents that the little tree to which I was hung was fragile, leaving me in danger. My mom, Luna of the pack, replied scoffingly: "She makes Laurel sleep panic. She deserves to be treated like this. If she dies, it's her fate." My older brother, Zayn, joked by her side, saying: "It's a good chance to record how long werewolves live when they do not conduct feeding activities. We can contribute a lot to the Werewolf Council with this precious data." Even my mate, Greyson, showed an attitude of stoniness, uttering: "She is a vicious she-wolf. If she were not educated well enough before her transformation ritual, she would cause greater trouble to others." They left me alone on the cliff after saying these words. Three days later, it finally crossed their minds that I was still hanging. When they finally arrived at the cliff, they found nothing but emptiness—because I had already died long before. And when they realized the truth, they howled in agony, begging for me to come back to life. But I was long gone.

Jennifer Morgan was repeatedly abused in her marriage by her husband, Stanley Morgan, CEO of of Morgan's holding. She endured the pain in silence, trapped by shame and fear of what might happen if she left, forced to live in a gilded cage. Her life shattered the day Stanley’s violence caused her to have a miscarriage. From that moment, Jennifer began to plan a powerful revenge, one that would bring down the man she once believed was her precious husband. Reaching out to the one person who hates Stanley as much as she now does, she forges a dangerous alliance with Alistair Croft, Stanley’s charming and ruthless business rival. Together, they plot a dual destruction: a divorce that will bleed him dry and a corporate takedown that will dismantle his empire brick by brick. But Croft’s help comes with a cost far greater than she imagined. To reclaim her freedom, Jennifer must confront not only her monstrous husband, but also Croft’s past… including his ex-wife and the secrets buried between them. Jennifer must decide how far she is willing to go and what she is willing to become as she trades one powerful man's chains for another's.

Thea’s life took a drastic turn when her father lost his company to the town’s most successful oil mogul, Tyler Blackwood. Determined to salvage her father's empire from crumbling, she took Tyler’s offer to sleep with him in exchange for her father’s company. The next morning, Thea awoke to a world of uncertainty, clutching a letter that Tyler left for her— a new identity and half a million dollars, a fortune to secure her future. News also blared about Tyler Blackwood's dominance in the oil industry, intensifying her heartbreak. She left town, determined to build a new life, only to discover that she carried within her a precious secret— she was pregnant. Five years later, it was time to return to her city to confront the man she despised with every fiber of her being for shattering her family's dreams. Yet, in the midst of her anger and resentment, she couldn't ignore the undeniable connection between Tyler and their child. Could this unlikely circumstance give birth to a bond between them, or would Thea forever harbor her deep-seated disdain for the man who had torn her world apart?

I used to be treated like a princess in Lumenclaw Pack. But the first day after my eighteenth birthday, my Alpha dad brought home a charity case—Callie from the welfare center. Everything flipped. Ryell, my own brother, ditched me for her. Jovan, my future mate? Shielded her. Even Dad called her sweet, kind—"a thousand times better than you." Graduation Day. Strike 101. They picked her. Again. "Aren't I your real family?" Dad hesitated—but only to hide Callie behind him like some precious thing. Her fake tears. His real slap. "Such a petty wolf. I wish I'd never had you." Ryell sneered, "Having a sister like you makes me sick. Get out!" I didn't scream. Didn't cry. Just packed and walked. They thought I'd break like always—cry, forgive, crawl back. But not this time. I called my mom. Took her offer. Moved to her distant pack. If they wanted me gone, wish granted. So why the hell did they come begging when they realized I meant it?