Real Grunkle Stan Novels & Stories

A stranger arrives under mysterious circumstances in the land of Sendorra, but lost his memory after a painful procedure was done to him upon his arrival. Together with an enigmatic woman with a strange past, they must journey through the mystical lands of magic-imbued artifacts and fantastical creatures in search for answers as they are pursued by magic hunters and shadowy assassins.

One night. One mistake. Now I’m working for the man who can never know it was me. I never saw his face. He never asked for my name. But for one stolen night, I was his obsession. Until morning came—and I vanished like a secret. Now I’m Emery Scott, just another assistant at Valenrose Beauty Group… And he’s Jason Hale—my new CEO. Cold. Powerful. And still haunted by the mystery woman who touched him like no one else ever has. He doesn’t recognize me. But he remembers the curve of a birthmark. The scent of my skin. And he’s hunting for her… for me. I thought I could hide in plain sight. Until he starts looking at me like I belong to him. Until I realize I’m not the only one keeping secrets. Because Jason Hale doesn’t just want the woman from that night— He wants everything. And the deeper he falls… The more dangerous it becomes to stay.

When I caught my husband cheating, I decided to sleep with others as perfect revenge. He's a billionaire, gorgeous, and insanely good in bed. But no one told me he's my husband's cousin. And after one night, he wants more. That wasn't the plan. I'm supposed to be getting a divorce, not falling into bed with my husband's cousin. Now my cheating husband regrets and wants a second chance...

On New Year’s Day, my wife specifically asked me to organize the company’s annual banquet. As a top salesperson for three consecutive years, everyone could see how capable I was at my job. I felt a surge of secret delight. I thought my wife was finally going to make our marriage public. After all, we had been married for five years. However, to avoid any misunderstandings, we always claimed we were just superior and subordinate at work. During the banquet, my wife suddenly stood up and gave me an order. “Lucien Jean, Stef Law has worked so hard this year. You need to toast him!” I frowned and ignored her drunken rambling. I continued chatting with a colleague beside me. I did not expect her to point her finger at me and shout. “Why are you so petty?! I’ve told you nothing is going on between us! What good is there to keep picking on a newcomer?!” Puzzled colleagues all turned to look at me. The male assistant’s voice cracked. “Lucien, if you really hate me, I’ll quit right now.” After saying that, he ran out in front of everyone. My wife immediately chased after him. A pleasant dinner party ended in an unpleasant mess. I dialed her rival’s number. “I’ve accepted your job offer. “Within three days, I want to see her company go bankrupt!”

I leave my boyfriend without a word when he's at his lowest. He later makes a name for himself and forces me to marry him. Our relationship goes viral online and becomes the subject of everyone's envy. They all say he's desperately in love with me, but he later sleeps with other women in our bed. I fall from grace and become the city's biggest laughingstock. I don't cause a scene. Instead, I move into the guest bedroom and leave the master bedroom for them. He's furious as he grips my neck roughly. He bites my lips, drawing blood. "Why aren't you mad?" Because I'm sick. I don't have the time to wait for him to see the error of his ways anymore.

The last place Ava expected to see her ex-husband was the hotel bar on a rainy Thursday night in Manhattan. She froze the moment her eyes found him. Ethan Mitchell looked older. Broader. More tired. But the way he stood, one hand wrapped around a glass he had not touched, was painfully familiar. For a second, the noise around her faded. The laughter. The music. The clinking glasses. All she could hear was the echo of a life she once lived. She should have turned around. Instead, she walked closer. “Ethan.” He looked up, and whatever calm he had shattered instantly. “Ava.” Her name sounded different on his lips. Softer. Careful. Like something fragile. “I didn’t know you’d be here,” he said. “I didn’t either,” she replied, her voice steady even though her heart was not. They stood there, strangers tied together by memories too heavy to name. The divorce papers. The last argument. The silence that followed. “Do you want to sit?” he asked after a moment. She hesitated. Then nodded. It was supposed to be harmless. Just a drink. Just conversation. Just closure. But as the night stretched on, the distance between them shrank, and Ava realized something terrifying. Some loves do not die. They just wait. And that night, neither of them walked away. This is a story full of twist and emotions will the come back together after all these years of separation ? Or will they cheat on both of there spouses.

Six Secrets. One Devastating Truth. Zero Escape. One heartbroken night. One reckless stranger. One decision that changed everything. Three years ago, Sloane Carter walked into a Chicago bar to forget the man who destroyed her. She walked out carrying a secret that would define the rest of her life — six of them, actually. Because the devastatingly handsome stranger she gave herself to that night didn't just break through her walls. He left her with sextuplets she's been raising alone, loving fiercely, and hiding from the world ever since. She never got his name. She never needed to. Until now. When a desperate job search lands Sloane inside PIERCE Tower — Chicago's most powerful corporation — she comes face to face with the one man she never thought she'd see again. Declan Pierce. Billionaire. CEO. Ruthless. Magnetic. And the father of her six children, who have his jaw, his eyes, and absolutely no idea he exists. Now Sloane is trapped — forty-two floors up, steps from his office, dodging his questions, outrunning his memory, and fighting a pull between them that three years and six babies haven't dulled one single degree. Declan Pierce didn't build an empire by missing details. And the more time she spends in his orbit, the more she can feel him circling the truth — patient, dangerous, inevitable. She has one rule: he cannot find out. He has one certainty: he's seen her before. And somewhere between the boardroom power plays, the jealous relatives, and six toddlers who look exactly like their father — the clock is running out on the biggest secret in Chicago. Because Declan Pierce never loses. And he's already decided that Sloane Carter is something he's not willing to let go. The only question is what happens when he finds out why.

The sixth year I gave up my family, my name, everything, to be with Marcus. That’s when I found out I was just a stand-in for the one he could never forget. And now, she was back. I accepted my family’s arrangement. The marriage alliance. The day my engagement dress arrived at the office, Marcus looked pissed. “I thought we agreed we’d get married when my career was more stable.” I said nothing. But when the wedding invitation arrived, Marcus finally broke. The groom wasn't him. It was the heir to the Moretti family.

Jay never believed in love, he is a playboy and the billionaire CEO of JORDAN'S GROUP. But what happens when he gets to meet Eliana who was a collateral for another man? He begins to love. The once hard and arrogant playboy CEO became madly in love with Eliana, a concierge at his hotel. Would Jayden fight for his lover? Or would he give up on love once again? Find out!

My boyfriend pulled in two million a year. He told me that once he'd banked five hundred thousand, he'd invest in my gallery. Year one, he said the startup was bleeding money; he hadn't saved a cent. Year two, he needed a new car to keep up appearances; no funds for me. By year five, he was on his private yacht brokering a major deal and told me not to bother him. I stood outside the cabin door and listened to the laughter rolling out from inside. "If Celeste wanted to open a gallery, Eth would write her a million-dollar check without blinking." "Hell yeah. If Celeste hadn't gone abroad back then, that knockoff he's got now wouldn't even be in the picture." Ethan's voice drifted through the crack in the door, lazy, dismissive. "Enough. Emily's been with me five years. I'll still put something in for her." "She's a free drafting machine. She's not worth five hundred grand. One day's revenue at the firm, maybe. Call it round. Two thousand bucks." My eyes burned. I pulled out my phone and called the one man Ethan hated most in all of New York, Adrian Sterling. "Mr. Sterling. That partnership agreement you offered me? I'm signing it first thing tomorrow morning."