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Evelyn Payne

The Inherited Stranger

When a fertility specialist inseminates the wrong woman with a reclusive billionaire's sperm, three lives collide in a high stakes battle of ethics, emotion, and unexpected love. I never signed up to be a mother and most certainly not to the child of billionaire tech mogul, Adrian Cole. But a disastrous mistake by ClinoWest Fertility Clinic changed everything. Dr Evelyn Lewis’ picture perfect life was falling through the cracks. Her marriage was dying and her mother’s dementia was getting worse. The high pressure fertility clinic she runs, threatens to implode under rising demand from both clients and staff. One too many sleepless nights, she makes the unthinkable error. She inseminated the wrong woman, 28 year old unassuming art teacher called Lana Mendez with the carefully guarded genetic sample of 33 year old reclusive tech billionaire Adrian Cole. I was scheduled for a simple virginal swab, but instead, I was artificially inseminated. This sets me on a collision course with the emotionally guarded Adrian and guilt ridden Dr. Evelyn Lewis. When the pregnancy is discovered, we all collided in a storm of lawsuits, paparazzi, and impossible choices. Adrian wanted an heir even though he had given up on relationships because of the drama that comes with it. I found myself pregnant with a child I never asked for. Dr. Evelyn desperately sought for redemption before she loses everything she had worked so hard to build. As legal threats mount, and media vultures circle, a court mandates the unthinkable. Adrian and I must live under one roof until a custody decision is reached. Love was never the plan, but most people find love in unexpected places. Destiny has a way of rewriting rules. Thrust into each other’s orbits, we all must decide whether to fight or rewrite the meaning of family.
Mirakull · 1.2K Views

[Discontinued] Crown of Ash and Bonds (Original Version)

Seraphina D’Lorien was raised to lead with grace, bound by duty, and destined to carry on her noble house’s legacy. As the Duchess of House D’Lorien and wife to the ambitious Alaric Vessant, she was meant to be a symbol of stability in a crumbling empire. Instead, she was accused of treason, chained at the pyre, and sentenced to burn. The empire turned its back. Her husband watched in silence. Her cousin Evelyne wept in public, but behind her tears was a smile no one else noticed. And only Evelyne knew that Seraphina was carrying a child. That secret died in the fire. Or so they thought. But Seraphina did not stay dead. She awakens in her chambers, unburned, unbound, and alive. Everything around her is exactly as it was, except now, she remembers everything. The lies. The betrayal. The flame. And the child she never got to protect. With no one aware of what truly happened, Seraphina pretends to resume her former life. But she no longer trusts, no longer hopes, and no longer believes justice will come on its own. By day, she smiles at her husband’s side. By night, she stalks the empire’s shadows, gathering secrets, unraveling documents, and finding cracks in the system that tried to erase her. Her quest leads her to Caelan Vorenthal, the Warden General, an enigmatic, masked warrior with no tolerance for corruption and a past as shadowed as her own. What begins as cautious cooperation becomes something deeper, as Seraphina uncovers a conspiracy stretching back years. Her marriage had been arranged not for love, but as a calculated maneuver. Her family’s fall was no accident. It was orchestrated. Her life, her title, even her pain were all used as leverage in a political game she never agreed to play. And now, she is rewriting the rules. Just as she prepares to move against the court, assassins strike. Seraphina survives, but the message is clear. Someone knows she is no longer a pawn. War brews in the corridors of power, and every ally she gains makes her more of a threat. Through ink, blade, and bloodless subterfuge, Seraphina prepares to dismantle the empire that once watched her burn. One forged document, one ruined house, one false oath at a time. The court believes she has been tamed. But Seraphina D’Lorien is no longer theirs to control. She is the flame reborn, and this time she decides who burns.
Moonlit_Quill · 32.5K Views

Marked by Five Alphas: The Immortal Luna

They called me a curse. Said I was a monster with a pretty face. I’ve been drowned, burned, and broken more times than I can count. But no matter how many times they try to kill me, I always survived. They say I’m dangerous. They say I should’ve stayed dead, because all I bring is misery and death with every step I take. I’ve spent half a century just trying to live. And through it all, I’ve carried pain deeper than anyone will ever know. So when they shoved me into a barrel and threw me into the ocean, I didn’t fight because I was too tired to survive. All I wanted was for death to finally take me. But just when I was ready to give up, the ocean delivered me to them, the Five Alphas. A beast-king with eyes like gold and a heart carved from stone. A wild Alpha who burns with too much rage and too much love. A sorcerer who speaks like he’s known me forever. A soldier of ice, who watches like he’s waiting for me to come home. And a rogue who tempts me to burn everything I once feared. They say they’re my mates. That I was made for them. I once dreamed of living in a tiny house full of flowers. But that fragile dream shattered the moment I met them. My Alphas offered me more than a garden or a warm meal. They gave me their kingdoms, their people, and their thrones. My name is Evelyn Seris, the last Luna no one was supposed to find. If the world expects me to kneel before my Alphas, they’d better learn to kiss my feet first. ———— Disclaimer: This is a reverse harem, which mean the FL doesn't need to choose her ML Follow my IG @Zenanicher Commission cover by Liliy Xiv
Zenanicher · 15.5K Views

I Have Reincarnated Yet Once Again

The first princess of the Cristiane Empire, Evelyn de P. la Cristiane, was a name that stirred whispers in every hall and alley of the empire—not out of admiration, but ridicule. Arrogant. Willful. Selfish. Those were the kinder words used to describe her. She shrieked at her maids for the smallest mistakes. She tore silk gowns just because she didn't like the shade. She ordered her meals to be thrown away simply because they weren’t “imperial enough.” Those who served her walked on eggshells, trembling with fear each day they woke up still assigned to the infamous Black Rose Palace. Black Rose—gilded on the outside, rotting on the inside. The palace farthest from the Imperial Heart, where warmth never reached, neither sunlight nor affection. It was where Evelyn was abandoned. The Empress had never even looked at her child. No one knew why. Throughout the empire, she was mocked and pitied. They called her "The Abandoned Princess," "The Unlucky Princess," and "The Powerless Princess." She was the object of ridicule across the empire. A royal in name only. And then one day, Evelyn tumbled down the grand staircase of her own neglected palace. A hard fall. A week-long sleep. Some thought it divine punishment, others, a mercy. But when she awoke, something was… different. The palace changed. No. Not the place. The princess. No tantrums. No smashed porcelain. No orders barked in fury. The princess who had terrorized her staff now sat quietly in her chamber, gazing out at the overgrown garden as if mourning something invisible. She sighed a lot. Didn’t speak unless spoken to—and even then, her words were slow, careful, small. She frightened her maids now, not with cruelty, but with calm. The truth was something no one could have imagined. Because the real Evelyn de P. la Cristiane was gone. In her place sat a girl with thousands of years behind her. A girl who remembered. --- She was an infinite reincarnator. Each life, each era, each world—forgotten the moment she died. Until now. The fall down the stairs had been just the right push. It shattered something open. And when Evelyn woke, she remembered everything—her countless pasts, the wars she had fought, the crowns she had worn, the magic she had wielded. --- But later, she realizes that she is actually being reincarnated into a reverse harem novel's world for thousands of years. A trashy reverse harem novel she read don't know how many years ago. A pretty setting, dramatic plots, an overly righteous heroine—and a pile of desperate male leads. Ugh. Evelyn didn’t care. Let the story play out as it wanted. Let the heroine win their hearts. Let the villains fall. She just wanted peace. Solitude. Maybe a quiet death this time. But fate, of course, laughed. --- At first, it was harmless. Soon, however, she began attracting unwanted attention. Men who were supposed to fall for the novel’s heroine began showing interest in her instead. At first, she ignored it. But as more and more of them appeared around her, even Evelyn started to feel uneasy. The heir to the Grand Duke. The captain of the Shadow Knights. The future master of the Mage Tower. The prince of a desert kingdom. A mysterious, wealthy merchant. The prince of the Elves. And it didn’t stop there. Men she didn’t even remember from the novel. Courtiers. Foreign envoys. One particularly daring priest. Even a villain character she vaguely remembered killing someone in chapter 23. They were all suddenly—unreasonably—interested. --- Evelyn: "Logically speaking, I’m the ancestor of your ancestor’s ancestor. So could you all just go away already?" She rubbed her temple, clearly irritated. Evelyn: "I’m already tired of this whole reincarnation mess. Don’t make me remember anyone’s name—I barely remember my own."
Mystery_Girl_107 · 28.3K Views

The Luna's Last Stand

Today I made a decision to ride or die with the man I have loved for decades. The only Alpha who is worthy to be crowned as my head. “Evelyn, I can't wait!” I said to my best friend. My Joy knew no bounds until I heard the heart shattering words that piece through my bone marrow, my skin tore apart and I sucked myself in like a snail in its shell. “Sofia, I know you love me but the heart belongs where it belongs. I can no longer be with you Sofia because the heart belongs to the woman that is pregnant for me and she is also carrying my heir. I love her way more than the way I love you” It was a long sentence that shattered my heart not just on an ordinary day but on our wedding day. The man I have loved all my life kept a secret from me, he got his mistress pregnant and chose to open up to me on our wedding day, right in front of the guests, the people of the pack and all the elders of the council. What kind of rejection can be worse as that? I knew the moment the wolves looked at me and the next step was to stay away. I ran into the hands of the man that kicked up my ignition and taught my hands to war, but it was left for me to know if it was something to embrace or retard. Lycan Adam claimed that I was his and he wouldn't share me with anyone and he proposed that he had found something he lost a long time ago even if he doesn't know exactly. Will Lucas be worth my stand when the time comes? I'll I still love him even after the rejection or be with the man who taught me to be a great warrior? What will be my future if I later settle with the one the moon goddess hasn't mated me with me? What’s my secret?
MiaWrite1 · 8.5K Views
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