Chapter: Chapter 4 Reily Matteo’s arm was slung around Reilly's waist, his laughter echoing through the hallway as they entered the house like a couple of royalty. I stood frozen in the kitchen, the air thick with tension and hurt. They looked so damn happy, and it was like a dagger to my heart.“Look who’s back!” Matteo announced, his voice dripping with pride. “Reily’s here to hang out!”Reily flashed me a condescending smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, Gianna! You’re still here? I figured you’d be long gone by now. I mean, who could tolerate being treated like a maid?”A part of me wanted to scream, but I swallowed hard, pushing down the pain that threatened to spill over. “What do you want, Reily?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.“Just wanted to see how the perfect wife is doing,” she replied, her tone laced with mockery. “Have you been cooking up some magic for Matteo? Or is that just wishful thinking?”I felt the heat rise in my cheeks, anger bubbling beneath the surface. “I’m doin
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Chapter: Chapter 3 Twisted Loyalties I barely slept that night time. Luca’s sudden visit rattled me in methods I wasn’t prepared to address. The tequila had dulled my nerves, but it couldn’t silence the nagging thoughts swirling around in my head.Why did Matteo send Luca of absolutely everyone to test on me?Matteo slightly spoke approximately to his brother unless it came to whinge approximately how reckless and irresponsible he was. I’d always suspected there has been more to their strained courting, but Matteo by no means gave me info. Now, Luca suddenly at my doorstep, all worried and easy-talking. Something didn’t add up.By the time morning rolled around, I felt like a zombie, eyes puffy from crying and zero sleep. I stared at myself within the mirror, slightly recognizing the girl looking back at me. Where had I long gone? The Gianna who used to have goals, confidence… a lifestyle that didn’t revolve around Matteo?I didn’t know that female anymore."Okay, Gia. Enough of this shit," I muttered to my mirrored imag
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Chapter: Chapter 2 Divorce I won't do not forget how long I stood there after Matteo left. Minutes? Hours? Hell, it could’ve been days for all I cared. The silence inside the house was suffocating, urgent down on me like a weighted blanket I couldn’t get out from underneath. I used to assume silence changed into peacefulness. Now, it simply felt like a reminder of the whole thing I’d lost.My phone buzzed on the desk, snapping me out of my pity party. I wiped my face, selecting it up without even looking on the screen. "Hello?""Gianna, wherein the hell are you?" It became Sasha, my high-quality buddy. Her voice turned into sharp, indignant. "You have been purported to meet me at the gym like, two hours ago. Are you severely bailing on me again?"I’d definitely forgotten about that. Honestly, the last issue I wanted to do proper now become sweat it out in a health club, surrounded by means of peppy health freaks. I let loose an extended sigh, pressing my hand to my brow. "I can’t nowadays, Sasha.""Wait, are yo
Huling Na-update: 2024-12-24
Chapter: Chapter 1 The moment of Realization I stood there, frozen like an idiot, looking at the rattling papers scattered on the table in front of me. Divorce papers. I don’t realize why it surprised me. I suggest, it’s not like I didn’t see it coming. Three years of marriage to Matteo, and it’s continually been like taking walks on glass sharp, painful, and so damn fragile. But now, here I become, stuck inside the place I used to call “our domestic,” though it in no way in reality felt like mine. The afternoon sunlight pouring in from the huge home windows felt like a sort of sick comic story. Warm, stunning… and completely out of sync with the chaos in my head. My arms grazed over the papers, trembling as they touched Matteo’s signature. Bold, very last. He didn’t hesitate. Not one bit. Meanwhile, I stood there, falling aside.I could feel a tear sliding down my cheek, splattering onto the page, blurring his ideal ink. God, it’s reputable now. The quit of our 3-12 months joke of a wedding, and all I had to do changed into a
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Break My Curse: Heart of The Lycan King
Olivia Archer always believed that her life would follow the path of power and respect. But instead, she’s been abandoned by her father, tormented by her cruel stepmother and stepbrother, and falsely accused of betrayal. Forced into a life of misery, Olivia knows one thing: she must escape or lose herself entirely. But fate has other plans when she crosses paths with Dalton Skalbeck, the feared and enigmatic Lycan King.
He isn’t the savior she imagined, nor is he the prince she dreamed of. He’s a man cursed by the Moon Goddess, bound to a life of loneliness and duty. And yet, something about him draws her in—a force beyond their control, a connection neither can ignore. As danger looms closer, Olivia must confront the truth: the kingdom she thought she knew is crumbling, and she may be the key to saving it or destroying everything she holds dear.
For Dalton Skalbeck, the weight of his crown is nothing compared to the weight of his curse. The Lycan King, bound by a prophecy and cursed by Moon Goddess to never know love, has spent years living in isolation, unable to connect with anyone. His power has always been his only ally—until Olivia Archer crosses his path.
From the moment their eyes meet, the curse that has shackled him for centuries begins to crack. The pull between them is undeniable, but nothing in his life has ever come easy, and their bond is no exception. Lies, secrets, and enemies from within threaten to tear them apart. As the shadows of war and betrayal close in, Dalton must decide: will he risk everything to embrace the love he never believed he could have, or will he push Olivia away to protect her from the dark forces hunting them both?
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Chapter: Chapter 113The tension in the dining hall was suffocating. Silence stretched, thick with shock and unspoken words. Cynthia’s face was frozen in disbelief, her lips parting as if to argue, but no sound came out.The entire pack had turned their attention to Dalton, waiting for his reaction. But he didn’t even spare Cynthia a glance.His golden eyes locked onto mine.Dalton exhaled sharply, the sound slicing through the tension. Then, with slow, deliberate movements, he pushed back his chair and stood. The scrape of wood against stone echoed in the vast hall.I braced myself, expecting his rejection. This was a public moment—there was no way he would choose me over Cynthia, over tradition.But then he spoke."I should have done this a long time ago."Cynthia sucked in a breath, her composure cracking. She reached for him in desperation, her fingers curling around his wrist. “Dalton, don’t—”He turned on her, his voice laced with finality. “Enough, Cynthia.”The authority in his tone sent a ripple
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Chapter: Chapter 112Cynthia’s laughter rang out like delicate chimes, blending with the soft click of her stilettos as she walked beside Dalton. She wore a flowing gown with a daring slit, exuding effortless confidence, while Dalton kept to his usual laid-back style—his maroon shirt fitted snugly against his frame, the sleeves rolled up as if he had just finished something that required his hands.Then, as if to twist the knife deeper, Cynthia reached for his arm, her fingers curling around his elbow with practiced familiarity.I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to suppress the sharp sting of jealousy creeping through my veins."I told you that would happen," she teased, her voice dripping with amusement. "But you’re just too stubborn to listen."Dalton chuckled, a low, careless sound. "Can’t help it."Cynthia moved even closer, taking his hand in both of hers. "Well, at least your knuckles aren’t bloodied anymore." Her fingers lightly traced the back of his hand, a gesture that made something dark and ug
Huling Na-update: 2025-03-25
Chapter: Chapter 111The usual sharp scent of shower gels and soaps didn’t overwhelm me this time. It was strange, but in a good way. The absence of that sharp sting to my senses felt liberating as I peeled off my clothes and turned on the shower, letting the warm water cascade over my skin.Steam curled around me, wrapping me in a comforting embrace. I stood there for a moment, letting the heat sink into my muscles, soothing the exhaustion clinging to my bones. It felt indulgent—taking my time, not rushing through, simply allowing myself to be.Reaching for the bottle of shower gel, I studied it for a second before flipping the cap open and inhaling the fragrance. Strong, floral, and fresh. Would Thunder hate this? Probably. But she hadn’t stirred, hadn’t complained. Maybe she needed the rest. Maybe I needed this too.A slow smile tugged at my lips as I squeezed the gel onto my loofah, working up a thick lather. The scent lingered as I ran the sponge across my skin, scrubbing away the fatigue, the tensio
Huling Na-update: 2025-03-25
Chapter: Chapter 110The night air was thick with the lingering scent of burnt herbs and melted wax. I stood still, watching Drusilla as she busied herself gathering the remnants of her ritual—half-melted candles, scattered herbs, and delicate threads of incense curling into the night. Earlier, she had been a bundle of nerves, her hands trembling as she worked, but now she moved with a quiet confidence. A soft hum left her lips as she tucked away the last of her tools, her posture lighter, almost relieved.Dalton flexed his fingers, his gaze locked onto his hand where I had made the incision. The cut had sealed without a trace, as if it had never been there. Even the wisp that had appeared during the ritual had faded into nothingness.I glanced down at my own wrist. No mark. No sign that anything had changed.Dalton broke the silence. “Are you sure it worked?” His voice was flat, but there was an edge of skepticism beneath it as he rolled his sleeves back down.Drusilla nodded, exhaling. “The wisp showed
Huling Na-update: 2025-03-24
Chapter: Chapter 109The air felt heavier than before, thick with the scent of damp stone and candle wax. My breath was slow and measured, but my heartbeat was anything but calm.Dalton stood opposite me, his golden eyes fixed on mine, unwavering and unreadable. The weight of his gaze pressed down on me, as if he were silently asking me if I truly understood what we were about to do. I wasn’t sure if I did.Drusilla moved with practiced ease, setting out her ritual tools with careful precision. She knelt near the base of the stone statue, her hands deftly pulling out an aged, leather-bound book from her bag. She flipped through its brittle, yellowed pages, muttering under her breath.“Okay,” she finally spoke, glancing up at us. “Both of you, stand right here.” She pointed at a spot directly in front of the statue.I swallowed and stepped forward, the chill of the underground chamber seeping into my skin. Dalton let out a quiet sigh but followed suit, his movements slow, deliberate.Drusilla’s fingers tra
Huling Na-update: 2025-03-24
Chapter: Chapter 108My gaze lingered on Dalton for a moment too long before Drusilla suddenly latched onto my wrist, her grip firm and urgent.“Come on,” she huffed, practically dragging me away.I stumbled slightly, trying to keep up. “Where are we going?”Drusilla didn’t even look back. She snatched a set of car keys from the office table and shot me a pointed look. “Do you think we’re performing the ritual in an office? Seriously?”Before I could respond, she flicked my forehead—hard enough to make me wince. “Ow,” I muttered, rubbing the sore spot.“Stop whining and walk faster.” She pulled me down the stairs with surprising strength, leading me straight to the garage.With a press of a button, the heavy metal door rumbled open, revealing a row of sleek, luxurious cars, each one polished to perfection under the fluorescent lights.Drusilla turned to me with an exaggerated flourish. “Well? Feeling fancy today?”I glanced at the cars, their glossy exteriors reflecting the dim garage lighting. I wasn’t e
Huling Na-update: 2025-03-23
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