Story Triangle Novels & Stories

Evelyn Ithaca, a young single mother, who also happens to be a very powerful witch, relocates back to her hometown in the hope that things would become better for she and her son, Lucas. Well, not only is her ex her son's new school Principal but she happens to begin to develop feelings for Damon, a young dashingly handsome werewolf, who happens to be eight years younger than Evelyn. The love triangle between Evelyn, Damon and Declans happens to not be the only love story in this book as Lucas, Evelyn's son, falls in love with Tilda, a werewolf who turns out to be a lot more than what meets the eyes.

Jenna thought she was outsmarting her grandfather’s matchmaking scheme—until the trap was hers all along. Desperate to escape an arranged marriage, Jenna strikes a deal with a mysterious stranger to pose as her fake fiancé. It’s the perfect plan… until the man she trusted turns out to be none other than Rob—her grandfather’s secret pawn, the one whom she had rejected. As Jenna’s feelings for Rob grow, so does the web of betrayal. But Rob has a secret of his own too. As secrets unravel and old betrayals surface, jenna finds herself caught in a twisted triangle of love, manipulation and betrayal. Three hearts. One game. And all will stop at nothing to get what they want, even if it means getting their hands dirty. Who will survive the final play in this world where loyalty is a lie and love is a weapon?

My husband, Luca, had a childhood sweetheart named Sophia. Years ago, during a brutal gang shootout, Sophia shielded him from the worst of the bloodshed, and since then, she had suffered from severe PTSD. Because of that, Luca would push aside family business every year and fly to our estate on a secluded island off the coast of Sicily to spend three months “helping her recover.” “Victoria, she lost her mind because of me,” he told me. “I’m responsible for her. I hope you can be magnanimous.” So, I nodded. And eventually, I got used to the fact that every year, my husband would disappear for three months to fulfill what he called a moral obligation. That was until the day I flew in without warning to inspect the family’s money-laundering network on that island and saw him. In the town square, under the bright Mediterranean sun, Luca was standing there with a five-year-old boy by his side. “Papa, how long do we have to hide on this island?” the child asked. “I want to go to New York. I want to see the Empire State Building.” Luca laughed gently and scooped him up in his arms. With his other hand, he held Sophia’s. “Antonio, be good,” he said affectionately. “Papa’s position is… complicated. When you turn eighteen and pass the family’s initiation ceremony, I’ll kill that woman and her dead old man. Then, I’ll take you back to New York to inherit the entire Corleone family.” I stood in the shadows, unseen. Slowly, I lit a cigarette. The smoke curled around me as their voices drifted over, the conversation getting more vicious as it went. Sophia leaned into his chest, her tone sweet and coy. “Luca, I’ve been with you for seven years without a name or a title. How much longer are our son and I supposed to live like ghosts?” Luca sighed. “I don’t have a choice. The old man in the Corleone family is still alive. I married Victoria just to get her territory. Don’t worry. I’ve been adding something to her milk every day. She’ll never get pregnant in this lifetime. My family bloodline will only continue through you.” The last thread of reason in my mind snapped. In the six years of marriage we shared, I had been infertile. I’d taken countless hormone injections to stimulate ovulation. I’d knelt in church and prayed more times than I could count. Yet, all along, the devil poisoning me was my own husband. The initial shock faded quickly into rage. I crushed out my cigarette and pulled out my phone. Then, I dialed my uncle, the family’s clean-up man. “Uncle Rocco,” I said calmly, “Luca betrayed me. He betrayed the family. Order a coffin in the finest black walnut for me, and make it large, large enough to fit a family of three.”

Six years ago, I screamed his name in a hotel room—Zayne Harrison, the cold, untouchable CEO whose hatred for women was so intense people whispered he was probably gay. But that night… he wasn’t cold. He wasn’t distant. He was the man who ruined me with pleasure—and the man who unknowingly gave me a child. My name is Anna, a single mother fighting to survive. When I’m hired as a bodyguard for the richest and most feared CEO in the country, the last thing I expect is him. The man from that night. The man who can never know the truth. The man whose security detail I cannot refuse—because the pay is the only thing keeping my daughter alive. Now our dangerous past is colliding with the present: A misogynist CEO with power. A single mother with a secret. A one-night memory he doesn’t remember… And a child he must never find out about. But working beside him means one thing— I can hide my identity… I can hide my past… But I can’t hide the way he makes me feel all over again. And this time, if he discovers the truth… It won’t just be my heart on the line. It’ll be my daughter’s life.

Love is something that hurts. He has always deceived me out of a grudge I don't understand. [we're getting divorced] "I will never divorce you." a voice full of pressure refused my request. Am I really never going to get out of this messed-up relationship?

They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me? The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn’t do love. He doesn’t do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays. Too bad for him…I’m not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I’m something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.

Mia was maltreated and rejected by her mate, Alpha Leo. He treated her with cruelty and like a slave despite being his mate. After a drunken one-night stand with a stranger, her life changes and she discovers that the stranger turns out to be the Lycan king, Gabriel and she is to be his mate. She doesn't know how to escape from her former mate and even when she does, she is always pulled back by him. Mia gets entangled in a love-hate triangle and is faced with the stereotype of being just a "slave" which makes her struggle with being Luna. But Gabriel opens her up to new possibilities of Love, steamy hot romance like she has never experienced. But how can she detangle herself from the cruelty of Alpha Leo especially when he begins to want her as his Luna too?

Meadow Alvin was just a teenager when her world collapsed.Born into poverty, her parents worked as servants for the powerful billionaire Anderson family. Meadow knew her place in their world, until she fell in love with the one boy she was never meant to touch.Matt Anderson.The boy who whispered promises of love.The boy who stole her innocence.The boy who destroyed her life.After sleeping with her, Matt shared a video of their intimate moment on the school forum and threatened her into silence. If she ever appeared before him again, her parents would be fired and thrown into the streets.Then Meadow discovered she was pregnant.Desperate, terrified, and alone, she begged Matt—the same boy who once swore he loved her—to stand by her.Instead, he called their unborn child a mistake.He ordered her to get rid of the baby.He erased her existence.With the school principal preparing to expose her and her own parents ready to force an abortion, Meadow had only one choice:Run.Seven years later, the broken girl who once cried in empty classrooms no longer exists.Dr. Meadow Enrique is now a world-renowned heart surgeon brilliant, respected, untouchable.She is engaged to Ethan Hawthorne, the man who saved her when she had nothing and became the father her daughter deserved.Meadow never planned to return to the city that shattered her.But fate has other plans.When she is summoned to perform a high-risk surgery on Adam Anderson the father of the man who ruined her life Meadow is forced to face the past she buried.And the man who once called her child a disgrace…Now stands before her drowning in regret.But regret does not erase abandonment.

There's an earthquake. My husband, the captain of the rescue team, abandons me to save Wendy Smith, his true love. I don't stop him. I let him go. Why? Because when he was faced with the same choice in my past life, he saved me because I was eight months pregnant. Meanwhile, Wendy remained trapped under the rubble. She ultimately died due to a lack of oxygen after the delayed rescue. Later, on the day I went into labor, my husband brought me to Wendy's grave. He watched me coldly as I collapsed on the ground from the searing pain. He ignored my pleas. "Does it hurt, Yelena? Wendy's pain was a thousand times worse when she was trapped under the rubble!" I stared at him in disbelief as he descended into insanity. "You were safe that night—you were in the safe triangle zone! Wendy would never have missed the best time for rescue if not for you using your pregnancy to threaten me! I want you to experience all the pain she went through!" He forced me down on my knees and bumped my head on the ground before Wendy's grave. He ignored the blood that flowed down my legs. Ultimately, I died after major blood loss from a difficult labor. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day the earthquake happened. This time, neither I nor my child will wait for him.

Axel leans down, his breath brushing against my ear. At first, he bites lightly, just enough to make my breath hitch. Then, his voice slips into a whisper, “I’ll give you a warning, Hazel." He says so slowly and deeply. And then he continues, "Don’t ever raise your hand at me again. Do you understand?” I force myself to look up at him. I don’t know where the strength comes from, but I manage to say, “Or what, Axel? What are you going to do?” His eyes darken, something sharp flashing behind them. For a second, I can’t tell if I’ve shocked him, impressed him, or made him furious. ****** The Don is a strong, cold, powerful man. His voice alone makes men tremble. Ruthless. Powerful. Precise. Commanding. He thinks he can control me.....own me. But he’s wrong. I’m not one of his mistresses, not another woman he can use and discard when he’s done. he can’t contain. He might rule the Morelli empire, but he’ll never rule me.