Paper Plane Novels & Stories

After giving up everything just to be with him, leaving her wealthy lifestyle and identity just to make sure he was comfortable, she becomes a housewife just to serve him better but was repaid back with a betrayal. As long as he is happy, she is willing to die for him. She asks for nothing, but his love. But what does she get in return? A divorce paper thrown on her face, along with 1million just as payment as being a substitute to him. All these things she does out of love, all the sacrifices she makes, in the end all look 'cheap' in his eye. But that wasn’t the end, he looked down on her because she was poor but she wasn’t just poor, she is the daughter of the most influential family is back online and about to shine! She accepted the arranged marriage her family set up for her after returning, She'll make them pay, make them cry and make them regret it as hell!

SYNOPSIS Axion Rivera who was cursed ever since he was little, lived his whole life, trying to get a cure for himself. Finally, after 27 years of searching, it turned out there was hope for him. But only a Red Phoenix is capable of healing him. From the stories he heard, a Phoenix is pure, innocent, kind and down to earth but maybe fate was playing a little chase game with him. Maybe a Phoenix is pure but not the one capable of healing him. Finally meeting his healer sparked a really deep hatred in his heart for her. Why? He has only but one question; " How can a stripper be his Phoenix? " Phoenix Campbell, a naive innocent girl forced to strip by her foster mother and isn't aware she was a Red Phoenix. Her foster mother fell sick forcing her to signed a contract with Axion for one million dollars. But unknown to her that tiny piece of paper was about to bound her to him forever...

BLURB: "Sign the contract, or watch her die." When Ivy’s sister is left clinging to life after a mysterious hit-and-run, the hospital bill is a death sentence she can’t afford. Then Sebastian Wolfe, cold, rich, and impossibly dangerous, appears with an offer that isn’t really an offer at all. One year as his wife. In name to the world. In body and soul to him… and his three equally ruthless business partners. Trapped by ink on paper and bound by rules that strip away her freedom, Ivy swears she’ll survive long enough to escape and maybe destroy the man who caged her. But Sebastian has been watching her for far longer than she knows. And in his world, every move is a trap… and every trap is designed to break her. A contract signed in blood. A marriage built on power. Four men who try to assert their dominance on one woman. It is a game, and a game Ivy can’t afford to lose.

Isabella Cohen had better things to do than listen to her father go on and on about her getting married to the latest man who had impressed him, as if her father wasn't fucking his assistant every Thursday and Saturday. So, when she was given the choice to either marry Ethan Hawthorn (the biggest asshole on the planet with an even bigger ego), or be disowned, you better believe she packed her bags, transferred money to her secret account and took the first plane from New York to Italy. Stephan Ferrari was bored. Now you might think being head of the Italian Mafia was exciting and full of adventure, but you would be wrong. Stephan had killed all his enemies, partied for a week straight at the best clubs in Italy (which all belonged to him) and fucked women of all types, yet he will still left with an empty feeling inside. So, when he got report that the leader of the American Mafia's daughter was seen at Leonardo da Vinci-Fiumicino Airport, well he may have found his new Queen. And if he could ransom said queen to toy with the Cohen family, then that was an added bonus

My son, Tyler, never really had his dad around growing up. Because my husband, Ethan, was a top doctor, always working late. He pulled countless patients back from the brink of death, but he misdiagnosed his own son's pneumonia as a simple cold. All because he was on the phone with his first love, Isabella, while he was supposed to be listening to Tyler's chest. That night, when Tyler's life was on the line, Ethan claimed he was in a critical surgery and hung up on me ten times. I rushed our son to the hospital, only to find out my husband was at a birthday party for Isabella and her daughter. In the dead of night, Isabella posted a photo of the three of them on Instagram. At the same time, my son, Tyler, died in the very hospital where his father worked. The next day, I held a funeral for my son all alone. Three days later, I boarded a plane out of Seattle, clutching a photo of my son. It was only then that my husband, Ethan, found out Tyler was dead, started searching for me like a madman.

Cold Hearts & Contracts "I signed the paper to save my father. I didn't know I was signing away my soul." Benita Hayes is a master at noticing small details, but she missed the biggest one: her own family was willing to sell her. To stop a scandal that would ruin them, she’s forced into a three-year marriage contract with Adrian Knight—a man whose shadow is as intimidating as his reputation. Adrian is brilliant, cold, and calculated. He doesn't want a partner; he wants a tactical advantage. But as they navigate a world of venomous family secrets and high-stakes betrayal, the distance between them begins to collapse. When their empires turn against them and leave them with nothing, the "awkward" girl and the "heartless" heir must do the unthinkable: trust each other. In a game where every kiss is a contract and every look is a lie, can two cold hearts find a way to burn it all down together?

Josh was a man who was looked down upon by his family. when his in laws were down, he helped them whole heatedly to have a better life. His wife suddenly gave him divorce papers on the day of celebrating the company that they had both founded. “Sign this divorce papers and leave my life. I deserve someone better than you “Alicia stated coldly. With confusion, Josh walked closer to the desk to scan the document. His eyes widened in surprise. He couldn’t believe that Alicia was giving him the divorce paper in the office. And every employee was there to witness their divorce . He was distraught but signed the papers. Later, he claimed back his real family and became the most sought-after billionaire in town. People bowed at the mention of his name. He practically ruled the city. He Vowed to bring those who looked down upon him on their knees. Until then, they will never deserve to sit or stand in his presence.

Ivy was auctioned into marriage by her greedy uncle to arrogant billionaire Cyrus Wray as settlement for a debt. Cyrus treated the marriage as a joke — a signature on paper, nothing more. When Ivy discovered she was pregnant, Cyrus laughed. "Prove it's mine." She walked out that same night and never looked back. Five years later, Cyrus is dying. His kidneys are failing and no donor match exists anywhere. His doctors deliver one final truth — only a direct blood relative can save him. A mutual person betrays Ivy's location for money and Cyrus arrives at her small town door — pale, weakened and humbled. But what destroys him isn't seeing Ivy. It's the five year old boy standing behind her — wearing his exact face and his exact eyes. Ivy smiles slowly. "You wanted proof. Here he is. Now beg."

Twenty years passed. I thought I had finally raised him to be a good person. But I was wrong. "I just sprayed the sweet smell you like, brother," he said. It was a strong, heavy smell. It made my whole body feel weak and my mind go blank. This was not just a nice smell. It was the scent of a dominant Alpha. "You must be tired from your meetings today," he said. "Come here, I will give you a massage." His hands moved from my face to my chest, and then further down my body. This was not a normal massage. This was the start of something romantic. "You really do not have to do this..." I said. "But I am your younger brother," he replied. He was covering me in his scent and touching me like this. This is definitely not how a younger brother should act. "We are only brothers on paper," he whispered. ...It looks like I completely failed at raising him.

They call me 'Ghost.' The king of mercenaries, feared across the entire black market. But for Madeline, the Godmother of the Chicago Mafia, I walked away from it all. She wanted me by her side, so I became a normal man. We were married for five years. The entire underworld knew she loved me more than life itself. She even had my dagger tattooed next to her family's crest—a permanent mark of loyalty. Until I got the photo from her lover. The bartender was naked, his chest covered in red scratches from her nails. Madeline’s hand, with its red polish, was still on his waist. He’d drawn his name right next to my dagger on her skin. And my wife had let him. "Madeline says I'm the only one who can make her feel like a woman. You can't satisfy her anymore. It's time to make way for a younger man." I didn't reply. I just made a call. "Hello. I need a new identity. And a plane ticket."