Jay.D
3 Published Stories
Jay.D's Books and Stories
Desired By The Once-Bullied, Billionaire Soccer Player
Young Adult Pregnant for her high school boyfriend at seventeen, Dahlia Harold, the beloved and pampered heiress of the Harold family is rejected and disowned by her parents when she refuses to abort to save the family's reputation. When her boyfriend, William Redford, rejects the pregnancy and breaks up with her to date her arch enemy, Zoey Hushton, she is broken and dejected.
With no one to help, she takes to the streets, struggling alone.
Five years later, she meets Zac Leroy, the once chubby, meek and poor boy from high school who was bullied by everyone, including William and Zoey.
The boy who has always had a secret crush on her was now a drop-dead, dangerously attractive billionaire soccer player. And he has promised to help her get back on her feet with her five year old genius daughter who would do anything to bring her 'mommy and her rich friend' together.
The only problems are;
Zac is now dating his highschool bully, Zoey Hushton.
And William Redford is the captain of the team he has returned to USA to play for. He's My Past, My Passion
Romance "I'm sorry Venice, let's divorce." His eyes were sincerely apologetic. "I want to be with the woman I've always loved."
The fact that his tone was pleading for understanding hurt me all the more but I refused to shed a tear. "You'll regret this, Dylan Davis Creighton."
And twenty three year old Venice Thompson, the secret heiress of the second richest and influential industry in the country and beyond, meant her every word.
*********************************************
After her divorce, she returns home to find that her only living relative, her father's younger sister whom she trusted, had stolen what was rightfully hers - the Thompson empire.
Feeling betrayed for the second time, she runs to her best friend, Alina Houghton, who advises her to go to the one man she so badly wants to avoid.
Will Sanders.
The wealthiest and most influential businessman in the country and beyond.
The man every woman in the country wants and adores.
Her age plus ex-boyfriend.
The man that took her virginity and broke her heart when she was just a love-sick teenager.
The man she also wasn't aware has strong romantic ties with her greedy aunt. The Alpha's Little Witch
Werewolf “I hate you.”
I froze. The way she’s uttered those three words were dispassionate and venomous. But what had I done? How could she hate me for no just cause? My father had taught me that hate is such a strong word and shouldn’t be used anyhow.
“What have I done to you, Luna?”
She kicked me in my stomach. I fell again. Adding to the blinding pain on my back, I had scraped my elbow and it was bleeding a little.
“Stop asking me questions!”
She yelled at me. I nodded, eager to please her and stop this torment.
“Get up, you filth!”
My body cried in protest and the trickle I felt on my back, I knew I was bleeding in many places. But I couldn’t not respond to her command. I forced myself up, using the wall for support because I was close to it.
“Have you greeted me?!”
What that why she was tormenting me? But I acknowledged her presence already. Every little thing I did or did not do seemed to make her mad at me. She really did hate me.
“Good day, Luna.”
I bowed, even though my head was aching. Either that or I receive another hard hit.
“On you knees.”
But she just told me to get up. Without a word, tears of self-pity welling, I did as she commanded. She circled me slowly, my heart beat increased, not knowing what she would do next. The scream that left my lips in the following moments was loud enough to pull down the cell I was in. I cried in pure agony. The Luna had used her artificial sharp pointed, black painted talons to scratch my back. I fell to the ground, unable to make a sound. She emitted another evil laugh, then stopped to whisper to me.
“I will make life miserable for you, Amyra. I will make you wish you were never born. And with the Alpha by my side, it is going to be the easiest task I have ever indulged in.”
*********
Amyra was a witch who worked in the Alpha’s pack manor as a maid, she had powers that were dormant in her for some reason, though she didn’t even know she was a witch until another war started between the witches and werewolves. Though constantly maltreated by the Luna who knew who she was and hated what she was, she doesn’t complain and tries to focus on her work. Unexpectedly finding herself in the middle of everything, she discovered who she was and also tried to navigate the powers brewing in her to bring peace and balance.
But she needed Alpha Caden of Moon River pack to be able to complete this quest. An Alpha who hated her and hated the witches too.
But will it work? Will she be able to save the day and end the killing of both communities she had strong links to? Will the her Alpha succumb to the passion and allow himself be used to bring this peace and balance? Or will everything fall apart and both communities will be left to keep fighting until they both finish off one other?
You might like
Invisible To Her Bully
Dea B Unlike her twin brother, Jackson, Jessa struggled with her weight and very few friends. Jackson was an athlete and the epitome of popularity, while Jessa felt invisible.
Noah was the quintessential "It" guy at school-charismatic, well-liked, and undeniably handsome. To make matters worse, he was Jackson's best friend and Jessa's biggest bully.
During their senior year, Jessa decides it was time for her to gain some self-confidence, find her true beauty and not be the invisible twin.
As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah.
Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson's sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies?
Join Jessa on her journey from being the class joke to a confident, desirable young woman, surprising even Noah as she reveals the incredible person she has always been inside. The Price of Unrequited Love
Gavin Eighteen days after giving up on Brendan Maynard, Jayde Rosario cut off her waist-length hair and called her father, announcing her decision to move to California and attend UC Berkeley.
Her father, surprised, asked about the sudden change, reminding her how she' d always insisted on staying with Brendan. Jayde forced a laugh, revealing the painful truth: Brendan was getting married, and she, his stepsister, could no longer cling to him.
That night, she tried to tell Brendan about her college acceptance, but his fiancée, Chloie Ellis, interrupted with a bubbly call, and Brendan' s tender words to Chloie twisted a knife in Jayde' s heart. She remembered how his tenderness used to be hers alone, how he had protected her, and how she had poured out her heart to him in a diary and a love letter, only for him to explode, tearing the letter and yelling, "I'm your brother!"
He had stormed out, leaving her to painstakingly tape the shredded pieces back together. Her love, however, didn't die, not even when he brought Chloie home and told her to call her "sister-in-law."
Now, she understood. She had to put that fire out herself. She had to dig Brendan out of her heart. The Ninety-Ninth Goodbye
Gavin The ninety-ninth time Jax Little broke my heart was the last time. We were the golden couple of Northgate High, our future perfectly mapped out for UCLA. But in our senior year, he fell for a new girl, Catalina, and our love story became a sick, exhausting dance of his betrayals and my empty threats to leave.
At a graduation party, Catalina "accidentally" pulled me into the pool with her. Jax dove in without a second's hesitation. He swam right past me as I struggled, wrapped his arms around Catalina, and pulled her to safety.
As he helped her out to the cheers of his friends, he glanced back at me, my body shivering and my mascara running in black rivers.
"Your life isn't my problem anymore," he said, his voice as cold as the water I was drowning in.
That night, something inside me finally shattered. I went home, opened my laptop, and clicked the button that confirmed my admission.
Not to UCLA with him, but to NYU, an entire country away. The 99-Like Heartbreak
Gavin My phone glowed in the dark, showing the smiling face of Ethan Reed, the man I' d loved for years. Next to him, Tiffany Chen leaned close, radiating triumph. The caption below demanded "100 likes and we' re done!" The count was stuck at 99.
My thumb hovered, then pressed. 99 became 100. It was over, just like he wanted.
But then, Mark, his best friend and messenger, called. "Sarah? What the hell did you just do? Ethan is just messing around, he doesn' t mean it." I told him I was busy, packing for college abroad on a scholarship. He muffled a curse, and I hung up.
The fight that led to this was orchestrated by Tiffany. She had "accidentally" ruined my university application designs, then cried to Ethan, who, of course, believed her. He accused me of jealousy, of being "needy." And then, his favorite threat: "Maybe we should just break up."
I was silent, not with weakness, but with a leaden weight in my chest. He stormed out, slamming the door. That night, alone, I found his tablet. A voice memo to Mark played his casual, cruel voice: "Sarah is getting on my last nerve...I'm gonna have to put her back in her place. Maybe another public breakup threat? That always gets her crying and begging."
I had been a fool, shrinking myself to fit his world. But hearing his utter contempt, it wasn't just pain-it was clarity. The fight was over. I had lost. But in that loss, I found myself. My Daddy and Uncles
Flying Soul 🦋 “Alina, you will get late for school again” I heard Dad banging on my door.
“Last 10 min” I mumble, but my eyes widen. I was with Uncle Harrison. Did Dad find us?
“Alina…” I opened my eyes, I was in my room and Harrison was looking at me with a warm smile wearing his signature suit.
“I am taking a bath” I yelled.
“Come fast, your breakfast is ready,” Dad said before leaving.
“Good morning” Uncle Harrison came to bed cupping my face he kissed me.
“Good morning” I whispered on his lips.
“When did you bring me here,” I asked.
“You were sleeping,” He said, scooping me in his arms and entering my bathroom.
“This hide and seek is terrible” I sighed.
“But it's fun” He chuckled.
Author Note...
Hello dear Readers,
Meet Alina and her family.
The story of love, care, romance and lots of suspense.. Claimed By The Heartless Heartbreaker
CARALILYBEE What if you fall deeply in love with someone who sees you as nothing but an inconvenience?
What if he ignores every tear, every smile, every desperate attempt to matter to him?
What if he crushes your hopes again and again and you still wait, foolishly, faithfully?
Would you still cling to the hope that one day, he will finally love you back?
But what if, just what if, the day you finally teach your heart to let him go, and he shows up begging for a second chance?
Can you forgive the man who once was your heartless heartbreaker?
Liana Celina Ruiz was hopelessly in love with her foster brother even at a young age. She pleaded with her foster mother to arrange their engagement and to her delight it happened. But love was never easy. It was sacrifice. Pain. Years of trying to prove her selfless love to a boy who never asked for it.
Elias Joaquin Saavedra Rosario was the only heir to the Rosario fortune, a gifted artist with breathtaking looks, yet cold, distant, and ruthless. He refused to be swayed by his mother or his spoiled brat of a financèe he was supposed to marry. Instead, he vowed to show her she was mistaken, that he wasn't the man for this determined orphanage girl.
Now tell me, who will win this war?
The girl who gave everything?
Or the boy who gave nothing but pain?
Heads up: THESE TWO WILL ABSOLUTELY TEST YOUR PATIENCE. THEY'LL FRUSTRATE YOU, ANGER YOU, AND PROBABLY MAKE YOU WANT TO SCREAM.
IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE CHAOS, IT'S OKAY TO STOP HERE.
IF YOU CAN HANDLE IT... WELCOME TO THE FIRE.
The SAT Eve Nightmare
Gavin The fluorescent lights of Northwood High’s auditorium hummed, a familiar sound.
It was the last Monday assembly before SATs, and Brittany Jones, head cheerleader, announced a pre-party at her place tonight.
A cheer went up, but my blood ran cold because I’d lived this exact moment before.
Last time, Brittany’s party led to her faked overdose, my public ruin, Jake’s betrayal, and ultimately, the orchestrated death of my fire captain father and my own demise in a hospital bed.
Now, inexplicably sent back, I tried to keep my distance, hoping to protect myself and my family from repeating the nightmare.
Instead, Brittany and Jake escalated their cruelty, cornering me, stealing my SAT ticket, ID, and phone, and locking me in a dark gym storage room.
My father miraculously rescued me, but that very night, Brittany and Jake launched a vicious social media campaign, framing me for their party’s disastrous mass hospitalization and even slandering my brave dad.
Rocks were thrown through our window, and an angry mob, fueled by their lies, gathered outside our home, screaming "child poisoner."
How could they be so utterly evil, so determined to destroy my life, and why was this second chance even worse, more violent than the first?
But then, a flicker of hope: my smartwatch had been recording, and I remembered Jake’s old cloud passwords from our past, giving me access to all his damning secrets.
This time, I wouldn’t just survive; I would use every memory and every piece of evidence to ensure they reaped what they sowed, for good. The Scholarship Setup: A Rebirth Story
Gavin Tonight was everything: my final interview for the American Achievement Scholarship, my gateway to an Ivy League. As I refined my presentation, my stepsister, Jessica Vance, entered, that sweet, insincere smile on her face. "Nervous, Sarah?" she asked, offering a steaming mug of "herbal tea." Naively, I drank it. The next thing I knew, I woke disoriented in a cheap motel, my laptop displaying a plagiarized presentation. Moments later, stern school security and committee members burst in, accusing me of fraud.
Publicly shamed, disqualified, my father disowned me, swayed by Jessica' s mother. My boyfriend, Mark Olsen, offered false comfort, trapping me with an unplanned pregnancy. While my peers thrived, I was stuck, my dreams shattered, my spirit ground into dust over five miserable years. One night, I overheard Mark and Jessica: the tea, the motel, the plagiarism-all a "perfect" setup for her to win. Their cold, calculated betrayal shattered me. The injustice was soul-crushing.
Broken, I stumbled out, only to die in a blinding crash. Then, a sharp gasp. My eyes flew open. I was in my bed. The door creaked open. Jessica walked in, holding a steaming mug. "Nervous, Sarah?" she asked, that fake-sweet smile identical. "I made you some herbal tea." But this time, I knew. This time, I wouldn't just survive; I would fight back. 
/0/88330/coverorgin.jpg?v=b480a5f3b58d6094f6494d7328f2bb8e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/78296/coverorgin.jpg?v=56653d7bbb56262ecf414ec22bff1e9c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/46160/coverorgin.jpg?v=55a8133e7a92cb1f395f0dc2ede405c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
0
TOP UP
Reading History
Sign out
Get the APP
/0/91917/coverorgin.jpg?v=8810f373605dacb25a4c8b5ae1141c82&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/87315/coverorgin.jpg?v=1c760290d9f514a53e27ef5624154c3d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/97678/coverorgin.jpg?v=a2818bd0947870296067ac8c551ded7c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/18434/coverorgin.jpg?v=153a801add4196c21ef4e55cff227729&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/26028/coverorgin.jpg?v=de159aae898eab399b066934350285b0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/86958/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3fa0e858234d3868937304ca0f712c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/44011/coverorgin.jpg?v=9873beaf67be61a1ff43ca0cfb513128&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/84280/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ab3d4e325b62580d5d5e99edbc32c81&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/80268/coverorgin.jpg?v=87de4133f89f4801efa50bf1d728b0dd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/82919/coverorgin.jpg?v=682990f63f599180e6642e3ddd2f5471&imageMogr2/format/webp)