Script Hook V Alexander Blade Novels & Stories

Sleeping with my best friend was something that shouldn’t have happened. We made a promise to each other when we were young, but it was long forgotten, at least by him, but not by me. I didn’t forget that he was my prince charming. He dated girls, which I didn’t mind because I was still underage. We slept in the same bed until this date, but we have never crossed the line. The problem started when his fiancée failed to appear for their wedding, and I had to play the role of his bride for the day just to save his face. That was the date everything changed. We had the steamiest night, and he told me it shouldn’t have happened because he was dating my best friend, Candice. That struck me dead in the gut. I should have known that our promises were long forgotten. He took my innocence and told me it shouldn’t have happened. That hurts, but nothing hurts more than learning you’re pregnant with your best friend’s child and you can’t tell him because he is in love with your friend. !Daily updates!

After being betrayed by her boyfriend and stepsister, Faye Brown married a hotel waiter on a whim. For a while, she thought her life would turn out to be yet another clichéd script of a rich beauty rescuing a poor guy from the trenches of poverty before her husband, Cedric Shaw, turns out to be a billionaire instead. As their true identities gradually unveil, Faye and Cedric find the realities they once knew and believed unraveling at its seams. How much of what they thought was true are, in fact, lies? More importantly, could this impromptu masquerade be a quest for true love instead?

**** cover page not mine **** R rated read at your own risk After having a very hot one-night stand with a stranger, Christodia found out that the stranger is no other than the Kwame Agyapong, the heartless CEO and he now wants to own her by hook or crook. "Get the hell off me", I yelled. "And go where, baby? I want a recap of last time." And without warning he entered me fully. I scream "Yeah, scream baby, welcome to hell."

Noah, a broke, exhausted twenty two year old just trying to survive another bad year, who accidentally binds himself to Kael, a five hundred year old demon with too much attitude and not enough patience for the modern world. What begins as a desperate act quickly turns into an uneasy partnership, forcing Noah to navigate a hidden supernatural underbelly while juggling family obligations, poverty, and a demon who treats chaos like a hobby. As Kael adjusts to buses, phones, and indoor plumbing, it becomes clear he isn’t the monster Noah expected. Bound by rules neither fully understands, their pact draws attention from forces far older and far more dangerous than either of them. With power that always comes at a cost and a past that refuses to stay buried, Noah must decide how much of himself he’s willing to lose to survive and whether some bargains were never meant to be broken.

Young teen having genes from the moon goddess made her a unique target, who will save her? She had no one left. But then miraculously her fate changed, was it for better or for worse?

Lexi gasped as Paul pressed her back against the wall and her sizzling hot skin made contact with the cold concrete. But she had no time to think, no time to pause before he brought his lips down to her throat. "You complete me… for every scar, you’re mine, Lexie." She shuddered, gripping his shoulders, her nails digging into firm muscle. "Paul…" His hands gripped her thighs in answer to her call, her legs were wrapped around his waist as his mouth captured hers and hips pressed forward, and she felt him…hot, hard, and completely hers. * Lexie is an ordinary eighteen-year-old female werewolf, who has spent her life running—from her past, from her scars, from the pack after her mate rejected her. She has grown up with the combination of impulsive and brave characteristics, alongside the spice of kindness and determination in her being. But there is something that made her stand out from every single female in the entire werewolf species of her time- and that is not her beauty, but a Scar!! Paul, the Alpha of Apollo pack has been finding his mate for many years but she never appeared. Unexpectedly, after he lets the rogues join his Pack, he feels his mate around. In order to find her, he throws a party and asks for all the she-wolves to participate in. Will he find her? And most importantly, will he be able to keep her? Because an Alpha never lets go of his mate…

She went to a club with her friends to drink for the first time after finishing her third-year examinations. Gabriella was a 21-year-old virgin who had never kissed anybody before. She met a stranger at a club, accompanied him to a hotel, had her first kiss, and lost her virginity. She enjoyed herself. When she awoke the next morning, the man was gone,  He left. She found out she was pregnant a few months later. She continued to go to the hotel in the hopes of running into the man, but after four months, she gave up. He abandoned her, leaving her to face the situation alone. She dropped out of university to raise her son. She returned to school a year later to complete her studies and get her degree. She then saw the person she had slept with on TV and realized he was now engaged, as well as the fact that he was the well-known multi-billionaire Javier Hills. What would his grandma do when she finds a boy who looks just like her grandson?

The plan was simple: move in with my mom, play the dutiful daughter, and count down the days until I could escape back to my real life. I didn’t expect my first night out to end in the parking lot being fucked by a silver fox who looked at me like I was his favorite sin. I thought it was a one-night mistake. A filthy, beautiful secret I’d take to my grave. Until the next morning, when I met my mom’s new husband... and he was him. Now, every family breakfast is a slow-motion panic attack. Every glance across the dinner table is a reminder of his hands on my skin. I can’t tell my mom the truth, but the deeper I sink into the Schmidt estate, the darker the truth becomes. Because in this house, there are no rules. There is no "mine" or "yours." There is only ours. I thought I was falling for a man. I didn’t realize I was being claimed by a bloodline. It turns out I don’t have a husband... I have masters. And they aren't finished sharing.

Seventeen years ago, the Hartwell family's little girl vanished into thin air, leaving her big brothers, Alexander and Julian, heartbroken and their parents wrecked until the end. Fast-forward to now: the billionaire brothers launch a worldwide hunt for their long-lost sister—the true heir to their massive empire. The big giveaway? A unique crescent-moon-and-star birthmark on her back. Plot twist: she's been right under their noses the whole time—as Elena, the overworked, underpaid maid getting bossed around by greedy widow Victoria and her bratty daughter Sophia. When the birthmark news hits, Victoria spots the real deal on Elena's back and smells money. Boom—they slap a fake tattoo on Sophia, coach her on sob stories, and march her straight to the Hartwells. The brothers, desperate for family, buy it hook, line, and sinker. Sophia morphs into "Isabella Hartwell," moves into the mansion, snags the CEO title, and starts living like royalty. Meanwhile, the actual heiress keeps scrubbing toilets. But power turns Sophia into a total monster—snobby, mean, and extra cruel to Elena. She even frames her for stealing a billion-dollar necklace and gets her kicked out. One brother (the sharp one) starts smelling something fishy. Then, at the huge CEO crowning gala, Sophia forgets to redraw the fake birthmark. Cameras flash, the mark's missing, and the internet explodes. Fake heiress busted! The brothers show up at Elena's tiny apartment begging forgiveness. She quietly shuts the door in their faces. Weeks later? Elena reclaims her empire—not as a sweet lost princess, but as a fierce boss lady who rebuilds it better, smarter, and kinder. She doesn't just inherit power—she owns it. And the brothers? They get front-row seats to the glow-up they never saw coming.

I have had a crush on Yannick for ten years but was too scared to confess. Then, I was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. So, I tied him up and took what I wanted—again and again. His eyes burned red as he struggled. "Yulia! If you’ve got the guts, untie me!" I thought that the second I let him go, he would strangle me in fury. But instead, he flipped the script—dominating me with a raw, almost punishing intensity, not stopping for a second. "Yulia, do I look like some weakling to you? So weak that you had to drug me?"