ex and whys lines

Skylar’s entire life shattered the moment she walked into her bedroom and saw her husband, Farrow, tangled in the sheets with another woman. And her heart broke even more when she found out—that woman was Farrow’s fated mate. But as days turned into weeks, Farrow began to fade away; his vibrant spirit and sharp mind were nowhere to be found and he seemed to dote on his fated mate with an obsessive devotion that bordered on madness. Driven by suspicion, Skylar uncovered a dark truth: Farrow wasn’t bound by fate at all… he was in a powerful love spell, cast by the woman he believed to be his mate. The witch had manipulated him into a toxic relationship, feeding off his strength and breaking him down. Determined to save the man she once loved, Skylar vows to help Farrow break free from the spell’s grip. But forgiveness is a different matter entirely. Even when their wolves form a chosen mate bond, the memory of his betrayal lingers like a scar on her soul. Farrow may be free from the witch’s curse, but earning Skylar’s trust again? That’s a battle he might never win.

“I won’t, just want a foreplay with you Abby” He said to me cheerfully. He ran his fingers into my pants and made his way to my pussy which he played with. He began fingering me like I was going to run away from him. “I thought those are your fingers, why do they feel like they are your cock going into my ass?” I questioned, feeling pain all over my pussy. “I guess it’s because you are pregnant for me, Abby” He spoke into my ears as I began breathing heavily. “Uhh… Ahhh Jack?” I hoarse emotionally as I grabbed him by his neck, pushing his lips closer to my boobs. He understood what I wanted, so he gave it to me. He took in my nipple into his warm mouth or should I say his sugar coated mouth and with so much rush, he fondled and sucked on my hard nipple for so long. “That’s it Jack, over there Jack… That’s the right point, baby!” I said out, trying to maintain my voice. I was really enjoying his foreplay and wished he could go in, but he just wouldn’t make me feel the way I wanted. Enough about me, let’s switch to you” I placed my hand on his chest as I made him kneel on my bed.

“Please! Jason! Pick up the phone!” Finally, someone picked up, but it wasn’t Jason. “Didn’t Jason tell you that he has no time for you today? He’s busy. Why do you keep calling?” The voice on the other end was Laura, Jason’s ex. The realization that Jason was with her while I and his unborn child were battling for our lives after an accident was a betrayal too painful to bear. If I survive, can I ever forgive him?

Ipinakasal siya sa lalaking hindi pa niya nakikilala. Hindi dumating si Timothy Richmon sa araw ng kasal nila ni Zennara Reyes ngunit sa papel ay tunay na silang mag-asawa. Ang kasal na walang pagmamahal at ni minsan ay hindi man lang umuwi si Timothy sa bahay nila ng kanyang asawa. Hanggang sa isang araw ay pinaghandaan ni Zennara ang pag-uwi ng kanyang asawa. Nais niya itong makita kaya sasalubungin niya sana ito sa Airport.  Ngunit sa hindi inaasahan na pagkakataon ay may lalaking bigla na lang humila sa kanya at dinala siya sa madilim na lugar. Malakas ang lalaki at hindi niya ito kayang labanan. Pagkatapos ng nangyari ay lumabas ang lalaki at nangako ito na babalik. Ngunit nakatanggap si Zennara ng tawag mula sa secretary ng kanyang asawa na nais nitong makipaghiwalay na sa kanya. Ang kanilang kasal ay nauwi sa diborsyo. Umalis ng bansa si Zennara at sa kanyang pagbabalik ay may kasama na siyang dalawang cute na bata.  Ano ang gagawin ni Zennara kapag nadiskubre niya ang isang malaking lihim? Ang lihim na hindi niya inaasahan.

“I have signed the divorce.” “Go then, weak Beta, and never say that you were part of my pack, let alone that you were my wife. I am ashamed.” “It is well. Goodbye, Baitana” “My name is Aitana” says Aitana with a lump in her throat. “As you wish. Now go away, if you spend more than an hour they can arrest you for breaking and entering.” “Ok, I'm leaving.” says Aitana turning around as she leaves behind the love of her life and her past. As soon as she leaves, the doors close and she puts her hand to her belly. ‘I'm sorry mom, I had to do it’ Aitana says to herself mentally. Aitana leaves and a few minutes later, the butler receives news that sends him running to his boss's office. “Sir!” “Don't shout, I'm not deaf.” “The lady...” “She has finally signed the divorce. Finally, I'm free.” “It's not that, Madame is pregnant.” “What did you say?” shouts the alpha, making his butler tremble. “I...” “Go get her right now!”

"You will be treated like nothing except my fuck toy. You will get spoiled food once a week and water one sip a day. You will always stay naked. No clothes for you. No electricity for you. You will be locked in 1 room with just a floor forever. You will never be treated like a human being again from this day on."

The adage that marriage is the tomb of love seemed to ring true for Andrea, whose husband, Valentine Singers, scorned and divorced her due to her weight gain and perceived lack of beauty. "Sign the divorce papers," were the cold words Andrea received from Valentine when she joyfully shared the news of her pregnancy. Devastated and broken-hearted, she left Las Vegas and returned five years later with a young boy in tow. However, life had more surprises in store for her – a mix of love and heartbreak. In a bittersweet tale of love and betrayal, the CEO who had once spurned her now desires her back. But complications arise when his identical twin brother enters the picture, waiting on the sidelines.

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Since the day he left me, my life has never been the same. It seems like I gathered all life's misfortunes - my mother died from cancer, our family business went down, and my dad could not face the shame, so he killed himself, leaving me to take on the responsibilities of paying his debts. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I worked as a baker, a dance instructor, and an entertainer to pay the debts as well as to support myself. I was trying to be okay until he came back. He manipulated everything - owned the bakeshop where I worked as a baker, paid me to give him private dance classes, and made me agree to perform in private with him. Do you think that is already worse? Nah-uh! He paid my family's debt in the banks, so I am obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - I am his personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer, and on-call bedwarmer for my beloved ex-husband. This may sound absurd, but yes, I am sold to my ex-husband.

"It's the third time this week that I'm donating my blood to this strange lady that you never seem to take your eyes off of, even with me in the room!" Emily had paused very strand of fear she had for Liam as she yelled tearfully. Liam was her husband but the four years of their marriage were like four decades of unending torture and misery. She was completely in love with him but Liam detested her in turn, he married her only to inherit the family's multi-billion dollar business and once he's gotten that, tossed her away. Emily, despite living under his shadows for several years, believed that he would one day learn to love her as his wife but her hopes were shattered when Liam repeatedly demanded for her blood for his sick mistress. She could handle being maltreated but not cheated on, and drained of blood to the point of death. Emily demanded for divorce and he happily granted her wish but unknown to him, she was pregnant which was an outcome of a drunk night. ** No parents, no home, no money, Emily hoped for death but was miraculously rescued by a stranger. She returns to the country a few years later with her child who is the direct copy of Liam. "Boss, your ex-wife is back, and she seems to be married with a child who looks exactly like you," "They are both mine, and I will fight for what's mine!"

Late in my pregnancy, my husband, Joshua Jaxson’s ex-wife returned.  Olivia Wylde cornered me at my doorstep and, without a word, launched into a brutal attack.  She insisted I was an intruder who had taken advantage of her absence to steal her place. I pleaded, explaining I wasn’t a mistress, but she refused to believe me.  Together with her supporters, she tore my home apart and beat me so viciously that I went into premature labor.  Blood pooled beneath me, and my consciousness began to slip, but she greeted my husband’s arrival with a radiant smile.  “Honey,” she said, “I’m back. Let’s get remarried!”