Father's Day Deadly Gift

In the chilling horror novel Father's Day Deadly Gift, a man's joy turns to a nightmare when his infant son dies immediately after speaking his first word: "Dad." This inexplicable tragedy repeats with his second child and even adopted ones, leading to a broken marriage and a reputation for being cursed. Years later, he remarries and enforces a strict rule to protect his new daughter. However, a simple Father's Day card from preschool puts his desperate precautions to the ultimate test.

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I stood paralyzed as Florence desperately clutched Stephanie, sobbing uncontrollably.

Paramedics arrived, confirming Stephanie had no vital signs.

"No! She was healthy. How could she just die?" Florence screamed, collapsing in grief.

The doctor's heavy gaze fell on me. Before he could say anything, Florence's rage flared. "I don't believe she died just from saying Dad. I demand an autopsy. I need to know what killed her!"

The autopsy room's lights dimmed. The doctor came out, sighing, "We couldn't identify the sudden illness that took her."

Inside, Stephanie's body was marred with incisions. Overcome with grief, Florence glared at me. "Why? Why did she die right after calling you Dad? What did you do?"

I could only shake my head. "I don't know. She was my child, too. I'd never hurt her."

I sank to my knees, broken, but the crowd showed no sympathy.

"I pitied him before, but now he deserves this. He knows kids die around him, yet he keeps trying."

"His ex-wife gets remarried and has healthy kids. It's clearly his fault."

"I'm starting to think he's behind these deaths. Why else keep having kids?"

"Maybe it's not him directly. Could be an enemy targeting his children for revenge."

"Either way, his wife and kids suffer the most."

My parents arrived, desperately trying to defend me. My mother Dora shielded me, pleading with the crowd. "Please, the police ruled these were sudden illnesses. If anyone's to blame, it's us for not monitoring their health. Kurt is innocent."

The onlookers were relentless.

"Innocent? One kid dying suddenly is plausible, but every one?"

"All right after calling him Dad?"

"Doctors can't even name the illness. How many coincidences can stack up?"

Florence's eyes blazed. "Do you really not know how Stephanie died?"

Before I could answer, Dora stepped forward. "Florence, we're so sorry, but Kurt didn't do anything. We know losing Stephanie is tearing you apart. It's tearing him apart, too. Can we go home and talk?"

Florence pushed her away. "How long are you going to protect him? When his former kids died, you cried before cameras, begging people to drop it. He just let you grovel, and you're still defending him?"

Her glare fell on me. "Are you just watching them grovel like this and still won't tell the truth?"

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Horror Modern Mystery Romance

9.4

Bound To The Immortal Beast

9.4

I was born under the red full moon, something rare and marked as a curse in the werewolf world. My pack hated me. They wanted me gone, saying I would bring nothing but destruction. My wolf was sealed before I could reach the awakening age, leaving me worthless. Helpless. Vulnerable. Then came the night that changed my life, dragging me into the worst world possible. I was married off to the cruel rogue Alpha, Drogo. A male bound by the curse of the Moon Goddess after committing an eternal sin. He was defined as the most ruthless male in the country. Behind the shadow. Never to be dared. But what happened when I realized I bore the face of a ghost that haunted him from his past? The face of the very woman who doomed him.

Fantasy Horror Werewolf

8.7

Exploitation After Death

8.7

Three months after Jolene was cast out into a blizzard, her family finally reaches out—not out of regret, but because her brother Caleb needs a bone marrow transplant. Unaware that she perished from a head injury the night they evicted her, her parents and sister Ruby curse her perceived selfishness. As they vow to hunt her down to save Caleb, they remain oblivious to the grim reality that Jolene’s frozen body has been lying beneath the snow right outside their door.

Horror Modern Mystery

8.2

Good Riddance to Him and His True Love

8.2

At her high-stakes engagement banquet, the protagonist thwarts a student's attempt to drug her wine, unintentionally sparking a scandal that ends in the girl’s suicide. Her supposedly refined billionaire fiancé soon reveals his hidden cruelty, torturing her to death as revenge for his lost true love. After dying in agony, she suddenly wakes up back at the start of the fateful party. She must now navigate this dark mystery story to escape her horrific fate and the man she once trusted.

Billionaire Horror Modern Mystery Romance

8.6

Husband's Lies, Mistress's Son

8.6

My world crumbled when I saw my husband, Arthur, across the street with his mistress, Karin, and a son who was his spitting image. For years, he' d told me he wasn' t ready for a family. It was all a lie. But the true horror began at my own awards ceremony. Karin' s son, coached to hate me, rushed the stage and attacked me. The assault caused me to miscarry the baby Arthur swore he never wanted. As I lay bleeding on the stage, my husband didn't help. He shoved me aside, his eyes blazing with fury. "You monster!" he roared, scooping up his son and leaving me shattered in front of everyone. Later, Karin cornered me, her voice a triumphant whisper. "I made sure you'd lose the baby." Then, she pushed me off a cliff into the churning ocean below. But I didn't die. A fisherman pulled me from the water, broken but alive. As the world mourned the "accidental drowning" of Elenora Dawson, I made a call to the Vienna Conservatory. "I accept."

Horror Modern Romance

9.3

My Awakening: His World Falls Apart

9.3

My husband Hudson had kept me a medicated ghost for three years, convinced I was unstable. But a cheap pink hair clip, tangled with golden blonde hair in his car, ripped through the chemical haze. The bitter pill he forced me to take wouldn't numb the burning truth, only fuel my awakening. I was an architect once, but now I was just Cora, a docile wife trapped in his suffocating world. When he saw my shock, his concern was sickeningly sweet as he offered another Xanax. I pretended to swallow the poison, letting it dissolve under my tongue, a constant reminder of my awakening. Back at the mansion, his massive car deliberately blocked mine, a crude barricade confirming his control. Then, a message from an old intern confirmed my darkest fears: this was domestic abuse. He urged me to check Hudson’s closet, to record everything. I knew then I was living with a dangerous monster, and my denial shattered. The anger burned, fueled by the bitter taste of that undissolved pill. That night, Hudson walked in, wearing a hideous, sloppily tied red polka-dot tie. It was a clear, undeniable sign of another woman. My architect’s mind was awake, cold and calculating. "Game on, Hudson." I would make him taste this bitterness back a thousand times.

Horror Modern Romance

Father's Day Deadly Gift

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