The Vanished Novels & Stories

Two years ago, Ryder “Ghost” Callahan lost everything. His president, his brothers… and the man he loved all because of one betrayal. Luca Torres was once family, a Serpent through and through until the night a deal went wrong. Branded a traitor, hunted by the club he once called home, Luca vanished without a trace playing dead. Now Ghost finds him again, alive under a false name and working quietly in a small town garage not so far away. The rage Ghost buried rises fast and he drags Luca back to the compound, ready to make him pay for every scar and every grave he left behind. But the man chained before him isn’t the enemy Ghost remembers. He doesn’t fight or beg and when the club is attacked, Luca stands his ground to protect the very brothers who wanted him dead. Each revelation questions if Luca truly betrayed them or it was all a misunderstanding. As old lies unravel and new wars ignite, Ghost is forced to face the truth; the real traitor was closer than he ever imagined and it wasn't Luca. Now, to save the club and the man he had fallen in love with, Ghost must choose between vengeance and redemption… Between the patch he swore to protect and the love he thought he buried.

The day before my engagement to Dean was announced, his childhood sweetheart falsely claimed I had broken her fingers when she was playing the piano. Dean flew into a rage and made me join the medical relief team in Loasia. Now that I was abandoned with just the clothes on my back, I had no choice but to fend for myself. Not long after, I was informed that he was getting married. Everyone bet that I would fly back to steal him away. After all, I had been head over heels in love with him. However, I never appeared even at the end of the wedding. I didn't even call him. I had vanished into thin air. … Five years later... A man, heavily injured from a car crash, arrived at the emergency department. His significant other demanded that he be operated on by the hospital director. I calmly held up my scalpel in the operating theatre, my face hidden behind a surgical mask. "Administer the anesthesia." Before he could be sedated, the man suddenly grabbed my wrist. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he demanded weakly, "Eve, is that you?" I pulled his hand away from mine and shot the anesthetist a look. "The patient is aggravated. Increase the dosage."

"You keep pretending you don’t remember me,” he said quietly. I didn’t turn around. “You’re my stepson now.” A sharp laugh. “That’s not what you called me when your fingers were in my hair.” My breath shook. “That night meant nothing.” Then he leaned in, his breath brushing my cheek. “I shouldn't want you, you are married to my father, and somehow,” he murmured, “you're still the woman I can’t stop thinking about.” Camilla Moretti discovered the betrayal the worst way possible—secrets unraveled, lies laid bare. Her boyfriend had been sleeping with her best friend. She was pregnant. Broken and numb, Camilla vanished into the night and into the arms of a stranger whose name she never asked for, whose touch felt like an escape. By morning, her fate was sealed. She was married off to a powerful man nearly three times her age. Then the stranger walked into her new home as her stepson. With both of them jumping into conclusions they clash as enemies and they fought each other as fiercely as they wanted each other. Hatred became obsession, and obsession became a forbidden affair that would start a war neither of them could stop

I turned to Kaelen and said, "I need you to help me make a potion—something that can erase every trace of me, like I never existed. Like I'm already dead. "It's the only way I can leave Julian Blackwood for good." Everyone used to say he loved me like I was his own heartbeat. For me—a rogue with no pack to protect me—he even called off a planned union with the Silvermoon Pack. He built a whole new territory and named it after me. At the start of every month, he'd hunt down the rarest snow fox pelts just for me. He told his pack I was his only salvation. For years, he made everyone believe in our love story. But love isn't always loyalty. While I was busy believing in forever, he was quietly building a second life behind my back—a home filled with his twin pups' cries and toys. Their eyes were just like his. The night I vanished, I burned it all down. That once-loving den turned to ash. He searched every valley, put a bounty on every winged rider, and tore through half the borderlands to find me. But when he finally did, I was already gone.

Nineteen-year-old Ravenna Holloway was sheltered, quiet, and loaded. But when she was rejected by her arranged mate, Scott Redwood, she made one reckless mistake: she spent a night with twenty-six-year-old Xavier Beckett. Then, Xavier vanished like smoke. The fallout was brutal. To protect their standing, her powerful Council-member father branded Ravenna a whore, stripped her of her name, and kicked her out of the high-society pack. For six years, she lived in the dirt, building herself back up from nothing. Now, the naive rich girl is dead. Ravenna has her shit together, and shyness is a distant memory. But when she unexpectedly runs into Xavier again, she finds a man who has grown even more ruthless. He’s a boardroom tyrant with an arrogant, foul mouth, a literal Satan in a tailored suit. Ravenna is game this time. She’s itching to prove she’s not the same girl he steamrolled, and she's ready to make the Council bleed. But as their sharp, seductive mind games turn dangerous, Ravenna realizes too late why the underworld whispers his true title: The Satan. Can she outplay the devil himself and get her vengeance? Or will he wreck what's left of her life and walk away as the victor again?

When my identity as a spy for the enemy nation was exposed, my two childhood friends faked their deaths and made a bet. Whose memorial tablet I chose to marry at the altar would be the one to protect me. One was Rio Murray, the young general to whom I was betrothed. The other was Prince Bayram, who had concealed my identity as a spy for many years. But I chose neither for the simple fact that I had lived this life twice. During my first time, I chose Rio, only to be buried alive by the prince, who had “returned from the dead.” During my second time, I chose Bayram, only to be torn to pieces by vultures sent by Rio. Later, I learned that all those years of care had been a facade. It was because they had mistaken me for their dream girl, who had been abducted by the enemy nation in childhood and vanished without a trace. They hated me for usurping her place. So under the pretext of eliminating a rival, they subjected me to the agony of slow torture! This time, I ignored both memorial tablets placed before me. Amid the gasps of the crowd, I produced the Royal Decree and declared while enunciating every word clearly. “I am already betrothed; I’m afraid I cannot choose.”

I married the most powerful vampire in existence — Lucien Blackthorne. And I was just a human. Four years ago, my parents gave their lives to save his during an assassination attempt. So he married me. As compensation. Lucien paid for my education, gave me access to resources most humans could only dream of, and treated me with impeccable courtesy. But he never once mentioned turning me. Then one day, his childhood sweetheart — a female vampire, freshly divorced — came looking for him. It was the first time I ever saw Lucien smile. That was the moment I understood. Lucien had never seen me as his wife. There had always been someone else. So I handed him the divorce papers. He barely hesitated before signing his name. "Elena, why would you do this? You know you can't survive without me. You'll regret it." He tossed me a check across the desk, looking down at me, and told me to go home and think it over. But this time, I wasn't going back. I left him carrying his child, determined to find myself again — done begging for his love. And yet, after I vanished, he came chasing after me, sobbing, pleading with me not to go.

Three years ago, I destroyed the man I loved to save his life. Now I'm crashing Adrien's engagement party because my brother is missing, and my ex-husband is the only one with the power to find him. Adrien moved on and built a safe life with a woman who won't shatter his heart the way I did. His fiancée makes it clear I'm not welcome. She's right. I'm the wife who vanished without explanation, leaving only a note saying I "couldn't handle marriage." But the truth is darker. I didn't leave because I stopped loving him. I left because someone threatened to kill him if I stayed. For three years, I've lived in hiding while my stalker pulled the strings of my life, using my terror to control me. I thought my sacrifice kept Adrien safe. I was dead wrong. Now the monster from my past is escalating his twisted game, and Adrien is in more danger than ever. Forced back into each other's lives, we must uncover a conspiracy that goes deeper than either of us imagined. But working together means risking the one thing I swore I would never gamble with "his life".

At 18, He asked her to accompany him to the prom and she agreed because she liked him. At 23, He asked her to pretend to be his girlfriend, and she agreed because she loved him. At 25 he asked her to be his fiancee and she agreed, all because she wanted him to be hers forever. But now at 27, he's decided to break the 2 years of engagement to marry his true love and this time he did not ask. He simply decided that it was all over and he didn't need her. All the years, she followed him like a lovesick puppy only to get her heart broken mercilessly. The fairy tale she was living in vanished with just a simple blink. But too bad, she knew how to cure her broken heart and stand up again. But then what's wrong with him? Why is he behaving like a possessive fiancé all of sudden? Why the sudden change of heart? Shouldn't he be with his lover instead of trying to hold her captive? Wasn't he the one who said she's not the one for him and he didn't want her? Why was he behaving like a jealous husband? Does it mean The Cold-Hearted CEO Wants Her Back? _____________________ ________

For five whole years I followed Eli, pouring everything I had into helping him, until he rose to the seat of Don of the Perrone family. At the celebration banquet, Karina, who'd grown up alongside him, spiked my drink to set me up, and I caught her in the act. But for the sake of Karina's reputation, Eli threw me out of the Perrone without a shred of mercy. He even put it about that I'd tried to steal family secrets, and had only been cast out once I was exposed. Overnight, everyone turned on me. I was driven south, and I vanished without a trace for three long years. The next time I saw Eli was at an underground auction in Edel Castle, down south. Karina recognized me the moment she laid eyes on me, and pitched her voice high to humiliate me in front of everyone. "God, Layla, you really will stoop to anything to keep clinging to Eli, won't you!" "Don't you know this is Thorne territory? And here you are, a filthy whore, sneaking in after us." "If they find out a traitor like you slipped in, care to guess whether you'll live to see tomorrow?" I cut my eyes toward her and let out a cold laugh. "Sorry to disappoint you, but this happens to be my territory."