Novels by Rain

Julian stormed into his study, slamming the door shut behind him. His chest heaved with labored breaths as he ripped off his tie, tossing it carelessly onto the floor. His jaw clenched tightly, and his usually composed demeanor was nowhere to be found. “Damn it!” he growled, his voice echoing in the quiet room. He raked his hand through his disheveled hair, his fingers trembling slightly. The memory of her—of Selena, standing in front of him, vulnerable, nervous, and undeniably beautiful—was seared into his mind. He slammed his fist onto the desk, the sound reverberating through the room. “What the hell is wrong with me?” Julian leaned forward, gripping the back of his chair so tightly his knuckles turned white. His dark eyes closed, but instead of finding peace, they conjured her image with maddening clarity. Her scent lingered on him—soft, sweet, and utterly intoxicating. He sucked in a sharp breath, his nostrils flaring as if her presence was still surrounding him. His gr

Selena stood frozen in the middle of the luxurious bedroom, her breaths shallow and uneven. She felt like a rabbit caught in a hunter’s gaze, and the hunter was Julian Mathers. He stood by the window with his tall frame. The sleeves of his crisp white shirt were rolled up, exposing strong forearms, and the top buttons were undone, revealing a hint of his toned chest. His dark hair was slightly disheveled, and his intense, almost predatory gaze was locked on her. Selena’s heart pounded in her chest as he took a slow, deliberate step toward her. She felt the heat of his presence before he even touched her. “Why are you trembling?” Julian asked, his voice a low, velvety drawl. He smirked, a wicked glint in his dark eyes. “Are you afraid of me?” She swallowed hard, her throat becoming dry. “I’m not afraid of you,” she lied because her voice was barely above a whisper. Julian’s smirk deepened as he closed the distance between them. He tilted his head, studying her with the intens

The next morning, Julian sat in his office, staring at his phone. He knew what he had to do. The plan had been to destroy the Frosts completely, to leave them with nothing. But now, he couldn’t decide if he wanted to continue or stop.He picked up the phone and dialed. When the person on the other end answered, Julian’s voice was curt. “I want the financial pressure on Frost Corporation eased. Temporarily.”The person hesitated. “Sir, are you sure? This could—”“Just do it,” Julian snapped, hanging up.He leaned back in his chair, his expression grim. He couldn’t afford to lose focus now. He had waited too long for this. But for the first time, doubt had crept into his carefully laid plans, and it refused to leave.Julian was in his office, reviewing the latest financial reports, when his secretary’s voice came through the intercom.“Mr. Mathers, Miss Selena Frost is here to see you.”He froze for a moment, surprised by her audacity, but then a flicker of curiosity crossed his face.

Selena Frost sat in the sterile detention room, her arms crossed over the cold metal table. She hated every second of this—the cold, the humiliation, the constant buzz of her thoughts. The world outside had turned against her overnight, and now, her life and career dangled by a thread.The sound of the door unlocking broke her train of thought. She looked up as two men walked in. One was tall and lean, with a professional demeanor and a clipboard in hand—clearly an assistant. But the other man? Selena’s heart skipped a beat.Julian Mathers.She recognized him instantly. As the CEO of Grant Entertainment Inc., one of the most powerful media conglomerates in the world, his face was often splashed across business magazines and TV interviews. Seeing him in person was an entirely different experience. Dressed impeccably in a tailored charcoal suit, he oozed authority. His sharp jawline and piercing gray eyes held a vigor that made the small room feel even smaller.Julian’s lips curved in

After hearing the man speak on the phone just moments ago, Julian had no doubts. The girl Harrison had been frantically trying to protect, referred to as “S,” was none other than Selena Frost.For years, the memory of that day haunted him—the phone call, the nameless man, and the revelation that turned his world upside down.It had been a warm autumn afternoon six years ago when Julian received the call. At the time, he was nothing—a struggling assistant in the chaotic world of commercial photography. He lived paycheck to paycheck, his dreams of making it big buried beneath the weight of grief after his parents’ tragic deaths.The unknown number that flashed on his cracked phone screen was a distraction he almost ignored. But something compelled him to answer.“Hello?” he’d said, voice weary.“Julian Mathers?” the voice on the other end was low, gruff.“Yes. Who’s this?”“I have information about your mother’s accident,” the man said bluntly.Julian froze. For years, he’d told himself

The Frosts' family name glittered like the icy diamonds they were known for, and Selena embodied it all. She ascended the stage at the Frost Theater, her sheer golden gown shimmering under the spotlights, hugging her figure in all the right ways. Her cascading, dark hair framed a face so delicate and radiant, it made every pair of eyes in the room linger."Ladies and gentlemen," the presenter announced, voice charged with admiration, "the award for Best Actress goes to...Selena Frost!"Selena Frost, the reigning princess of the big screen, had just been announced as the Actress of the Year, and the audience was on its feet, cheering wildly as she ascended the stage.Selena’s beauty was a spell, and it worked on everyone. Men craned their necks for a better view as she glided up the stairs, their gazes pausing too long on the gentle sway of her hips or the confidence in her stride. Even women, some with envy and others with genuine admiration, couldn’t help but acknowledge her star po

But instead of listening to me, he gripped my hair and pulled my face to the other side, making me wince and let out a painful gasp. Yet, he was far from halting his torment and buried his face in my neck, and inhaled deeply like the crazed dog that he was at the moment. “Why do you smell so good?” He demanded with a furious voice. “S-Stop…” I shuddered as he licked a sensitive spot under my ear, and to my horror, my stomach tightened with a shocking rush of pleasure. "Ryder, stop!" I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. I thought he was retaliating against me for interrupting his moment with Vanessa, but now I don't know anymore. "I didn't mean to—" I began to explain that I was just passing by, but he cut me off with a growl, his eyes burning into mine with an almost devouring gaze. It was as if he already knew everything and still chose to punish me. His hands began to roam down my body and his touch was nothing but rough. My body trembles uncontrol

Hunter’s pov ; I returned to our room, closing the door behind me with a quiet sigh. Ryder was already rummaging through his closet, pulling out clothes for the party tonight. Sam’s parents have invited us since they are friends with dad. Before getting ready myself, I turned to my twin. “Ryder?” He glared at me even though I'm the oldest. He's a vibrant adventurer who loves outdoor sports and exploration, he's the captain of the ice hockey team at the academy. He likes challenging things which are in our Alpha blood. He may appear sincere and enthusiastic towards people, but in reality, he is very indifferent. He has many female companions, but none of them are his girlfriends. But I can't blame him. He's influenced by my father’s bad choices. Now, he believes that mates and intimate relationships are just an illusion, just like how dad easily abandoned our mother. Ryder no longer expects a partner relationship because we both are above 20 and still haven't found a mate. He

Lily’s pov ; As soon as I ended the call with my mother, I turned to find Ryder standing nearby, a vicious grin spreading across his face. He had clearly overheard my conversation."Good job, Lily," he smirked, grabbing my arm tightly, and causing an immense pain to rush through my hand. "You really are our good little girl, keeping up appearances like that. I think you deserve a reward."I tensed and tried to pull my arm free. "I don't want anything from you," I snapped with my suppressed anger.Ryder's grin only widened, his blue eyes glowing with amusement. "Oh, come on, don’t be like that. We're just trying to show our appreciation."Before I could respond, he suddenly yanked me closer to him. His dark hair fell into his eyes as he gave me a vicious look. "How about a kiss? Just a little token of our gratitude."My heart raced with anger and fear. "No," I said firmly, yanking my arm away. "I don't want anything to do with any of you.” "Feisty," he commented with a smirk. "I like

Lilyanne’s pov ; "One more year," I reminded myself silently. Just one more year, and then I can leave all of this behind me.“What's happening here? And you, why are you in the way of entrance? Get aside,” The teacher said as he entered and I gave him the way. “Sir, Lilyanne is disturbing the whole class,” The cheerleader let out innocently and the teacher turned to me with an irritated face that startled me. “No, sir. I just-” I opened my mouth to explain but he cut me off. “Why are you disturbing the classroom on the first day as a transfer student?” He inquired, believing their words and completely ignoring my dirty clothes. "I'm sorry, sir," I began to explain but seeing his biased expression I stayed silent. "Save it for later, Miss Evans," he dismissed and went to the lecture stand. I know that my any attempt to explain would fall on deaf ears. Without a prestigious family background, I have a little chance of gaining sympathy from anyone here. He began his class and I

Lilyanne's pov ; The first day of school had always scared me. And today is my first day at Silver Moon Academy. After picking up my schedule from the principal's office, I slipped out as quietly as I could, trying to make myself invisible in the hallways. This high school is a famous elite school for the werewolf community, and the idea alone of being out here terrifies me.If it weren't for Mom's current partner, Alpha Lucus, I wouldn't even be here. He is well-respected and his influence got me into this school. Still, no amount of influence could change the fact that I'm different. Very different. Unlike everyone else here, I don't have a wolf. Clutching my schedule tightly, I weaved through the crowded hallways while my heart pounded rapidly in my chest. The walls are lined with impressive banners and trophies, showing the school's legacy. I looked around but quickly lowered my face when I heard whispers. I pull my hoodie tighter around my face in hopes that it will shield m