Genius The Accountant
Untouchable: The Alpha's Miracle Doctor
I was the wolfless disgrace of the pack, traded like cattle to a dying monster. When a royal decree stripped away my engagement, my own father gave my fiancé to my cruel sister, Charly. My punishment for being born without a wolf? A forced marriage to Demetri Contreras—the crippled, disgraced Alpha left to rot from silver poison. They threw me into a frozen, forgotten estate, waiting for my new husband to die so I could be buried as a silent widow. Charly laughed as she stole my life, my mate, and my future. My family discarded me, just like they murdered my mother years ago. They thought this exile would break me. They thought I was a helpless pawn. They didn't know that inside this fragile body lived the soul of the top interstellar miracle surgeon. Looking at the ruined, festering Alpha bleeding on my wedding bed, I didn't see a corpse. I saw the deadliest weapon in the realm. The fallen Alpha needs a miracle to survive. Lucky for him, I am the miracle. I will drag this monster back from the gates of hell—and together, we will burn my enemies to ash.
Chapter 1
Haven Kramer POV:
The silence in the living room was thick, but it didn't weigh on me.
I sat comfortably on the edge of the silk armchair, my hands resting loosely in my lap, calmly observing the theater playing out around me.
My father, Alpha Gordon Kramer, stood by the mantelpiece with his back to me, staring into the unlit fireplace.
His rigid posture was a performance of grim authority, but to my trained eyes, the overextension of his shoulder muscles betrayed pure, anxious tension.
He was nervous. I found that amusing.
A heavy tread on the marble floor signaled the arrival of the King's envoy. A severe-looking wolf with graying temples stepped into the room. His face was a mask of absolute neutrality.
The air in the room crackled with tension, but my heart rate remained a steady, resting sixty beats per minute.
My father finally turned, his expression a carefully constructed mask of joy. "Welcome," he said, his voice a low rumble.
He pointedly did not look at me. It was a classic evasion tactic. He thought he was breaking my heart; in reality, he was just confirming his own cowardice.
The envoy gave a curt nod, wasting no time on pleasantries. He drew a parchment scroll tied with a royal blue ribbon from his inner pocket and unrolled it with a soft crackle.
"By decree of the Alpha King," the envoy began, his monotone voice echoing in the vast room. "Regarding the union between the houses of Contreras and Kramer. It is noted that Alpha Darren Contreras is an exemplary heir, beloved and strong. And it is noted that his brother, Alpha Demetri Contreras, was grievously wounded by silver in the Western War, his connection to his wolf severed, leaving him a broken shell."
The formal descriptions of the two brothers hung in the air. One a golden boy, the other a crippled outcast.
"It has been confirmed by the council that Haven Kramer is wolfless," the envoy continued, casting a brief, pitying glance my way. "A wolfless mate is an unacceptable match for a future leader. Therefore, the betrothal between Alpha Darren Contreras and Haven Kramer is hereby declared null and void."
Beside the mantelpiece, my father's expression remained placid, his eyes distant. He looked exactly like a merchant watching a trade deal close. To him, I was just damaged goods being offloaded at a steep discount to preserve an alliance.
"In her stead," the envoy read, "her sister, Charly Kramer, a true wolf of good standing, shall be joined with Alpha Darren Contreras. And to honor the original alliance, Haven Kramer shall be given to the crippled Alpha, Demetri Contreras."
"The weddings will be held simultaneously in three days' time," the envoy concluded, neatly rolling the scroll and handing it to my father. With a curt bow, he turned and walked out.
The silence returned.
My father finally looked at me, likely bracing himself for the hysterics, tears, or begging that the "old" Haven would have provided.
Instead, I stood up smoothly, smoothing down the skirts of my dress.
"Three days," I said, my voice cutting through the quiet room, entirely devoid of tremor. "I will be ready."
Before my father could recover from his visible shock, I turned on my heel and walked up to my bedroom.
I was sitting at my vanity, listening to the quiet night outside, when my door opened without a knock.
The cloying scent of sweet pea perfume, heavily laced with unearned triumph, announced her arrival.
My half sister, Charly.
"Oh, my poor sister," she cooed, her voice dripping with fake sympathy as she glided into the room, wearing an expensive white lace dress.
She came to stand behind me, her fingers reaching out to stroke my hair as if comforting a pet. "I was so heartbroken to hear the news."
I remained perfectly still, watching her reflection in the mirror. When I gave her no reaction, her facade quickly cracked. The corner of her mouth twitched into a smug smirk.
She sneered, "But you know, being wolfless, you were never worthy of Darren anyway. This is for the good of the family."
She leaned in close, her breath warm against my ear, dropping her voice to a venomous whisper. "Besides, Darren was always mine. You were just keeping him entertained."
I narrowed my eyes, and they became completely flat, cold as chips of ice.
Charly flinched, the triumphant smile freezing on her face. She took an involuntary step back, unnerved by the lack of tears.
Slowly, deliberately, I rose from the chair. I picked up a heavy, silver-backed comb from the vanity and began to rhythmically, elegantly pull it through my hair.
"Marrying a broken man is better than marrying a piece of trash," I said softly, my voice even and calm.
The color instantly drained from Charly's face. "You—"
"Our wedding is in three days, isn't it?" I turned to face her directly, letting the full weight of my detached, icy gaze fall upon her. "Go plan your ceremony, Charly. I accept the arrangement completely."
Charly stood there, utterly baffled. I knew she had come prepared for tears, hysterics, and a desperate me.
But I refused to give her that satisfaction.
Genius: The Accountant
All Beau Anderson wants is one night of passion. One night to forget what she had become. Dominic Vasiliy, King of the Underworld. Ruthless, fearless, dominating, and arrogant. He never expected that one night of passion will change him forever. He fell and he fell hard. Mature Content
The Emotionless Genius
Prologue : Third Person POV : From the open window in one of the hospital room. The wind blows that makes the curtain sway. In the hospital bed, there lays a person with different life support attach to their body, beside the said person there's a young child sitting in a chair while holding the p
The General’s Genius Daughter
Rong Qiyue had a fulfilling life. She ran a successful restaurant, had an adorable son, and was happily married… or so she thought. Murdered by her husband and his secret mistress, she finds herself reborn as Hua Qiyue, the daughter of a famous general. After rescuing her son, Tianci, from those who
The Genius They Cast Aside
Ethan Miller' s brilliant mind offered him one dream: an elite NSA program at Stanford, a world away from his suffocating family life. But when he returned home, his mother, stepfather, and even his long-time girlfriend Sarah shockingly demanded he surrender his coveted college spot and every resour
The Genius Litigator's Spectacular Comeback
Alex was standing in a VIP bridal boutique, getting fitted for a million-dollar custom gown paid for by her billionaire tech CEO fiancé. They had been together for eight years, building his empire from a cold studio apartment to Wall Street. But while she was suffocating in French lace, her phone bu
The Billionaire's Unwanted Genius Heiress
After eighteen years of being abandoned in a miserable wasteland, my wealthy biological mother suddenly showed up in a Rolls-Royce to bring me back to their Long Island estate. But she didn't come out of love. She only needed my direct bloodline to secure their family trust fund before a board meet
Miss Billionaire: The Genius Heiress
Warning: R18+ This book contains a few mature contents. Izzabelle Smith was only 17 years old when she lost her mother and brother into an accident. Her father tried to find out the real cause of their tragic death but end up failed. During her senior year, she met Ethan Scott and eventually the
The Price of Stolen Genius
My phone screen was the only light in the suffocating darkness, casting a sickly blue glow on the corrugated steel walls closing in around me. A notification popped up with Nicole' s latest livestream, her face triumphant, showing a thumbnail of me, huddled and sketching on a dirty cardboard box.
The Unwanted Wife's Genius Comeback
I flew cross-country for my birthday, hoping for just one night of warmth with my husband and five-year-old daughter. But when I opened the door, I found my famous hockey star husband and my daughter acting like the perfect family with Dayna, a glamorous sports commentator. My daughter shrank away f
The Unwanted Luna's Genius Return
I just lost my baby in a freezing underground clinic, my reproductive vitality permanently destroyed. Meanwhile, my fated mate, the supreme Alpha Gerard, was on the news shielding Demetra—the woman who stole my identity as his savior. He then used his absolute Alpha Command to force my hemorrhagin
The Discarded Wife's Genius Comeback
Eight years of my life, my brilliance, my family inheritance-all poured into Mark' s biotech startup, GenLife. I was the unsung architect, coding his prototypes late into the night, nursing his dying mother, while my own career gathered dust. When GenLife finally soared, Mark was captivated by Cas
The Billionaire's Secret Genius Nanny
Maya desperately needed the exclusive nanny position at the Beaumont estate to pay for her sister's life-saving medical care. But when she actually entered the door, she found that this job wasn't that easy to do either-- Because she is too young, the second son of the Beaumont family is suspicio
The Rejected Daughter's Genius Comeback
Aria Campbell stood in the opulent office of her biological father, Andrew. He demanded she publicly accept the humiliating title of his illegitimate daughter to smooth the social path for his stepdaughter, Yvonne. To keep her out of their elite world, he threw a $50,000 check at her, ordering her t
The Genius Empress of the Ice God
I was just a struggling baker in Brooklyn, trying to keep my head down. Then my boyfriend of five years dumped me for my wealthy, arrogant cousin, Isabell. She flaunted her massive diamond ring in my face and invited me to their lavish engagement party just to humiliate me. My own father stood by
Divorcing The CEO: The Hidden Genius Awakens
For five years, Genevra hid her identity as the legendary programmer "Aro" to be Bryce Crosby's dutiful, secret wife. When she was pinned in a crushed car on a rainy overpass, bleeding heavily, she called her husband for help. But Bryce just told her to stop making a scene and hung up to comfort h
Divorcing The Tycoon: The Genius Designer
For three years, Aletha sold her soul to her adoptive family, enduring a toxic, loveless marriage to Wall Street tyrant Kristopher. But the illusion shattered when Kristopher brought his crying mistress into Aletha's ER. He violently shoved Aletha into a metal cart just because she applied standar
Rejecting The Billionaire: The Genius Heiress Returns
For years, Chloe lived as the quiet, adopted daughter of the wealthy Blair family, enduring their toxic hypocrisy only for the sake of her loving grandfather. But the very moment her grandfather's funeral reception began, her adoptive mother publicly announced her immediate expulsion from the famil
The Genius Heiress Plays The Fool
In my past life, I was treated like a mentally defective piece of trash by my family and forced to marry the paralyzed, ruthless billionaire, Charlton Moreno. I thought he would despise me, but when the yacht exploded, this terrifying man threw his massive body over mine. His blood soaked into my cl
The Blind Billionaire's Hidden Genius Wife
My father didn’t look at me like a daughter; he looked at me like a bad loan he needed to settle. After five years of being nothing but a monthly expense on his ledger, I was shoved back into the Quinn mansion, smelling the expensive lavender that masked the rot beneath the floorboards. He slammed
The Genius Heiress: Reclaiming Her Stolen Life
For three years, I was a prisoner in my own body, forced to watch helplessly as a series of strangers steered my life into ruin. Then, the system tried to wipe my consciousness entirely to make room for a new host. The pain was blinding, like a steel spike driven through my skull, but I refused to
