tragic

My once best friend posted a photo on her social media account on the tenth anniversary of my marriage. In the photo, her daughter and my son were wrapped in my husband's and her arms. The caption said, 'The perfect pair.' I commented, 'Perfect indeed.' Soon, the post was deleted. The next day, my husband rushed home and asked me, "Sophie is finally recovering. Why are you provoking her?" My son even pushed me and accused me, "It's all your fault for making Tammy cry." I took out the divorce papers and threw them in their faces. "Well, it's my fault, so I quit your perfect family of four."

When your bosses find out your husband abuses you and they take you to their home. Once there you get mind blowing and gentleness you never had. Will being werewolves make you leave or make them hotter. Abby must choose her happiness over a tragic past and safety for her daughters as well.

Sienna was 10 when she had to witness her parents being murdered right in front of her eyes. The incident caused her severe PTSD. The Alpha King brought the little girl to his castle after the tragic incident. Everyone welcomed her wholeheartedly except for one person, the Alpha King's son, Azriel Ledger. He hated her for her closeness to his dad and bullied her whenever he got the chance. The PTSD had stripped Sienna off of her wolf. She was now just an omega and Azriel left no chance to remind her of that. He was obsessed with hurting her or maybe just with her; only time will tell. His hatred starts to turn into something else, something intense as time passes by. But the question is would he be able to acknowledge it before it's too late?

Something happened between us last night…I bit the pillow. I couldn’t really believe that I was in the same unknown room with him. Am I still dreaming? If yes, please wake me up!“I want to wake up from this nightmare!” I screamed mindlessly. I heard Rhio laugh.“You aren’t dreaming Jasmin,” he said with a big smile, “And this isn’t a nightmare…for me.”I threw him the pillow, “Do you think I’m glad with what happened?”“We’ll there’s nothing we could do about that,” he smirked, “for all I knew, I have deflowered you.”Rhio Zel Cantheliz, the sole heir of Multi-Billionaire Zel Cantheliz Corporation, were his clan died in tragic event namely, Zel Cantheliz Massacre. Rhio, who really hated woman, needing one to save his family hierarchy.

“Of course, I love you,” I whispered, my voice trembling with desire as I looked into Gabriel’s intense gray eyes. “But you need to be careful. We can’t let my brother find out.” He pressed me firmly against the wall, his lips brushing my ear. “I’m always careful, my little doll,” he murmured, his voice raw with need. “But right now, this man” he pointed at his hard member “needs to be inside that sweet pu**y of yours.” With a swift, passionate movement, he lifted me and laid me gently on the bed, his deepening as he circled his tongue all over my mouth. Ava Morales returns to Switzerland, haunted by her tragic past. But Gabriel Pierce, her brother’s energetic billionaire best friend, offers her an unexpected escape. As she begins to let go of the darkness and revenge she carried, their deepening connection seems like a new beginning. However, just as Ava believes she has found her haven, a shocking truth about Gabriel threatens to unravel everything she thought she knew. Can she handle the weight of his secrets, or will the revelations destroy her forever?

“Get off of me!” I shouted, pushing him as hard as I could. Tristan looked surprised, and the next moment, I saw him glaring at me. “What’s your problem?” he asked, annoyed. I looked at him dangerously. “Trying to kiss me, huh? I won’t let you touch me again! Ever!” ********************************* Elaine Scott, a humble omega maid, unexpectedly finds herself in the spotlight when she marries Tristan Hale, the Alpha heir of the Wolfsilver Pack, as a gesture of gratitude for saving his mother's life. Elaine believes their marriage is based on mutual affection, but Tristan secretly resents her, thinking she has manipulated his parents into marrying him. Tristan's bitterness escalates following the sudden death of his parents, and he directs his anger towards Elaine, subjecting her to misery and isolation. Seeking solace, Tristan turns to Megan Smith, his mistress, further cementing Elaine's plight in a loveless marriage. However, fate intervenes when a tragic car accident wipes Elaine's memory clean, erasing the past five years, including her feelings for Tristan. Initially relieved, Tristan becomes unsettled when Elaine no longer exhibits the deference he expects and begins questioning Elaine’s sudden change. As Elaine tries to move forward, Tristan has a change of heart and wants her back. But Elaine is done with him and is ready to move on. But, is she?

Mary Preston and her family fled to another country, leaving everything behind. Suddenly, she found herself surrounded by unfamiliar faces, in a foreign land, speaking a language she didn’t understand. A few years later, at the tender age of 19, she ended up married to Maximus Palmer, the grandson of the powerful Catherine Palmer. Mary loved him with all her heart, but he never felt the same. He married her out of obligation, not out of love. One misunderstanding after another pushed their marriage into a downward spiral, filled with infidelity, abuse, and endless disillusionment. For years, Mary lived under the shadow of another woman, enduring the pain until she finally found the courage to ask for a divorce. Her decision took Maximus by surprise, and he refused to let her go. But fate had other plans, and a tragic event forced the divorce to happen sooner than anyone expected. Afterward, Mary tried to rebuild her life, hoping to find love again and happiness that would last. But the scars from her past made it hard for her to trust or believe in love again. She faced many moments of anguish, sadness, and loneliness. Yet, through it all, she slowly began to find herself and step back into the light. Perhaps this time, she wouldn’t have to face everything alone. Maybe someone new would come into her life, someone who could be her rock and her reason to live. Although she learned that the past was never truly left behind, she also discovered that with a strong foundation, even the most broken things could still stand tall. Life had taught her about the three kinds of love: the one that teaches you how to love, the one you wished was yours but wasn’t meant to be, and the one you never saw coming that heals your wounds and brings true happiness.

At the very beginning, he had said to her, "Wanwan, I shall fill your days with joy and happiness." Later on, he had said, "Ye Wanwan, why don't you go to hell?" As she stood upon the edge of a cliff and looked down into the abyss below, a serene expression settled on her face as she whispered helplessly, "It seems that after everything we've been through, we won't be growing old together after all, my dear Qing." At the moment of her death, however, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart. To whom would his love belong henceforth?

My husband’s childhood friend was trapped in an elevator for half an hour. In his anger, he stuffed me inside a luggage bag and locked me inside. “You’re paying double for all the suffering Grace went through.” My body was forced into a curled-up state. I had a hard time breathing. I cried as I apologized, but all I got was my husband’s cold reproach. “You’re going through the entirety of this punishment. Once you’ve learned your lesson, you’ll behave.” He then locked the luggage bag in the closet. I screamed in despair and struggled to break free. My blood seeped out of the bag and soaked the floor. Five days later, he felt sorry for me and decided to end the punishment. “Let this punishment be a warning for you. This time, I’ll let you go.” Little did he know that my body was already rotting inside the luggage bag.

At the height of my love for Seth Scott, he gave his heart to someone else. The winter chill seeped through the walls, and I lay beneath my blankets, trembling through the long, dark hours. He was out there, holding another woman close, warming her feet against his chest. He dismissed me as dramatic, refusing even a final glance. But what he didn’t realize was that I was dying. And he would never have the chance to see me again.