Best Already Late Stories & Novels Collection

Detective Donald Eric carries the weight of Sarah Vale's death, a hostage situation gone wrong due to his reckless arrogance. Unbeknownst to him, Sarah's sister Doris has spent over a decade in England nursing her grief and rage.
When she finally learns the truth about her sister's death, she returns to America and hires a sadistic contract killer to systematically destroy Donald's family without...

Drunk and reckless, Forrest once claimed her in a night of passion.
But after their marriage? He never touched her again.
For fifty years, Ella devoted herself to him—loving, waiting, sacrificing.
Yet when he died, she wasn’t even allowed to attend his funeral.
Then… she woke up.
This time, she seized her stolen future—top of her class, acceptance to Berkeley, a life he could never control.
But th...

"Elias, I’ll get married in a week. Will you be my best man?"
Elias was stunned receiving this message. He have been with his girlfriend for eight years. Yet now, she will marry another man.
Broken and exhausted, Elias finally gives in to his family’s demands: an arranged marriage to a woman he barely knows.
Together, they turn her family’s business into a corporate empire, taking it public and ...

On my 25th birthday, the doctor handed me my death sentence—stage four pancreatic cancer, six months to live. The man I’d loved for seventeen years was flirting with his secretary while I coughed up blood and collapsed. He mocked me when chemo took my hair: “Even your hair is fake.” When I secretly transferred my last savings into his sports recovery fund—the very money that could’ve saved me—he t...

Five years ago, I was sent to prison.
Convicted of arson and the deaths of twelve people.
I was innocent.
The real killer is Madison—now with my ex, Dylan.
Prosecutor Ethan knew the truth, yet he sent me to hell.
They thought I died behind bars. They were wrong.
I'm out.
And I'm here to ruin them all.

For eighteen months, I was Adam Sterling’s secret lover.
By day, I taught his seven-year-old daughter French. By night, I warmed his bed.
He gave me a luxury apartment, expensive jewelry—everything but a commitment.
I thought I was his woman… until his ex-wife came back. That’s when I understood—I was just a high-end toy.

Used in front of her, then thrown away like trash.

I fled to Paris, carryi...