Miss Bustier Novels & Stories

Adam Meadows is a ruthless billionaire, with a heart hardened by a relentless thirst for vengeance. Consumed by the brutal murder of his parents, his life's singular goal is to amass wealth and exact retribution. Relationships are a distraction he couldn't afford, and he dismissed them as trivial. But Adam's meticulously controlled world is upended when he is compelled to look after Jazzlene Agatha Hart, his best friends' sister. Resistant at first, Adam's loyalty to his friends forces him to agree. But as he spends more time with Jazzlene, something surprising unfolds. She brings out a side of him he never knew existed.

Betrayed and murdered with her unborn child, Luna Aria is given a second chance, two years in the past, with one condition: save a dying Alpha cursed by dark magic. To reclaim her future and destroy those who took everything from her, Aria must survive the ruthless Blood Alpha, Kieran Steele, a man as deadly as the fate hunting him. But in a world of secrets, power, and lies, saving him may cost her more than her revenge… it may cost her heart.

Her One Night Stand was hot and enticing. It gave her very intense feelings that she hadn’t felt before. But that was all Nara Aurora could remember of that night. She couldn’t remember anything else. She had no clue who she had sex with or why she had sex with him. But life made things worse by giving her a child. A child whom she couldn’t afford to take care of. She needed to pin the pregnancy on whomever she could. Anyone at all! Anyone who would collect the burden of her child in exchange for cash. A wealthy man in need of a surrogate mother came to her and an idea struck her mind. What if she lied about the surrogacy in exchange for wealth? Well that sounded easier than done until it was time to let her child go. Her strong motherly instincts came into play and she realized she couldn’t let her go. Her child was her life and she was getting too attached. But what could she do? She needed to let her go. She had to let go. She signed a freaking contract!

My mother married into the powerful High family, and she always said it wasn’t about wealth; it was about love. That marriage got me transferred into the most elite private school in Kingsford. Before my first day, my mother handed me an expensive box of chocolates flown in from Moris and told me to give them to the stepbrother I had never met before. “He’s the most handsome guy in the class next door,” she said. So, I found the best-looking boy in school and sweetly called him my brother. For months, I shamelessly rode on his popularity and acted like I had a VIP pass to life. Until one day, I caught sight of the name written across the cover of his textbook. His last name was York. Hold on. Wasn’t my mother supposed to have married into the High family?

My husband, Chandler Rotterdam worked as a researcher developing a new serum. Driven to find a cure for my cancer, he poured himself entirely into the project.  However, on the day of the injection, it wasn’t him who administered the treatment—it was his childhood friend, Pauline Hemsworth.  She had injected an unregulated dose, and I could do nothing but watch as my life slipped away. Even the child growing inside me was not spared.  Meanwhile, Chandler remained by her side.  “If this research succeeds, all the credit goes to you!” Chandler assured Pauline. “She would never blame you if anything happens. She’d be grateful to be the first to receive the drug.”  But the experiment failed. After discovering my death, Chandler lost his mind.

Claire life crashes when she comes home to an empty apartment. Her boyfriend, Ben had run away with all her savings, sold all her furniture, leaving her with nothing but a broken heart. She tries to forget the heart ache by having a one night stand with a handsome stranger. Her luck changed when her father, a media mogul, who she never thought existed shows up introducing her to her step brother. But in an odd twist she realizes that he was her one night stand.

Billionaire tech tycoon Damian Cross has spent his life building a legacy of cutting-edge autonomous vehicle technology, aiming to revolutionize transportation and safety. But his obsession with control and precision has left him emotionally detached and skeptical of human unpredictability—especially in high-risk activities like racing. On the other hand, Sierra Vale, a fearless street racer with a mysterious past, thrives on chaos and adrenaline. Known as the "Queen of the Circuit," Sierra races not for fame but for her underground mission: using winnings to fund her brother's secretive legal battle against a corrupt corporation linked to Damian's empire.

Noah Carter is twenty three, broke, and out of options. His seventeen year old brother Eli has a serious lung condition that is getting worse, and his eight-year-old brother Caleb has quietly learned to stop asking for things because he can see Noah is drowning. With $43 in his account and an $8,400 hospital bill, Noah applies for a live-in personal assistant position he finds at 2am on the bathroom floor. The job belongs to Damien Cole. 34. Billionaire. Blind since a car accident three years ago. Cold, ruthless, and pathologically private. He has gone through seven assistants in three years, and not one of them lasted more than six weeks. Noah walks in with a coffee stain on his cuff and no plan except desperation. Somehow he gets the job. Damien Cole, once he notices something, does not let it go.

When a deadly virus devastates the world, Dr. Julian Vance, an immune virologist, and General Ethan Cole, a powerful survivor with extraordinary abilities, join forces to fight for humanity’s survival. As they work to find a cure and protect the remnants of society, an unexpected bond blossoms between them. When Ethan is gravely injured, Julian discovers his hidden power of healing, saving the man he loves. Together, they face relentless dangers, fight for a cure, and prove that even in the darkest times, love and unity can prevail.

My husband insisted that I wear high heels at the company’s annual meeting despite being pregnant. He compared me to his female secretary with a look of disdain. "Can’t you learn from Lucille? She’s eight months pregnant and still comes to work in full makeup, handling her tasks efficiently. If you don’t wear them, don’t go. I’ll be embarrassed!" He even tried to give the high heels to his secretary and take her as his date. Left with no choice, I forced myself to wear them. However, on the balcony, the secretary tripped me, spilling red wine all over me. Limping, I found my husband, only for him to sneer, "Tripping on flat ground? How clumsy!" Furious and pale with anger, I turned to leave. Someone urged him to chase after me, but he only got angrier. "How bad could it be? She’s so timid—she can’t survive without me! Just wait. When the event’s over, she’ll definitely be waiting in the car to drive me home." Alas, he was wrong. I turned and went straight to the hospital for an abortion.