willow the owl house

In the third year of our marriage, my wife’s ex-boyfriend of eight years suddenly posted a picture on social media showing off a multi-million-dollar wedding house. His caption read: “Wow, got myself a huge villa, I’m the master of charming women!” I stared in shock at the picture, which showed my wife swiping her card at a sales office, and left a single comment: "?" A second later, my wife called to scold me. “I was just fulfilling a promise I made to him back when we were dating, buying him a house. Why are you getting mad at him?” “What? Are you really going to be so vicious as to force me to break my word?” That evening, her ex showed off another lavish post, this time flaunting a renovation bill worth hundreds of thousands. I knew it was a gift from my wife to please him. But by then, I no longer cared.

Half a year after our divorce, my ex-husband became a trending topic online. His current wife, who had just given birth, jumped off a building. When she jumped, she was clutching a printed, 98-page copy of the "Cloves Family Code of Conduct." The reason for her suicide? She couldn’t buy discounted groceries online. A reporter came to interview me and asked, "Excuse me, were you also given the same family rules?"

To retrieve the engagement ring my wife shared with her first love, she actually sent our five-year-old daughter into a haunted house alone. Terrified by the bloodstains inside, our daughter accidentally fell down the stairs. A steel rod pierced her stomach, and even in her final moments, she clung tightly to the ring, refusing to let go. I cradled her lifeless body, crying uncontrollably, and called my wife countless times. When she finally answered, she impatiently warned me, "Robert’s daughter is about to undergo heart transplant surgery. Stop causing trouble!" Devastated, I made another call. "Hello, this is Lily's father. I'm sorry, but we can no longer agree to the heart donation." If they were responsible for my daughter's death, they could forget about taking her heart!

After I bought my new home outright, my relatives organized a housewarming party to celebrate. During dinner, my nephew Leo suddenly said, “You’re just a spinster living alone in a huge apartment. What do you need all that space for? I happen to be getting married soon. That’s a huge deal. You should transfer the place to me. I’ll even cover the transfer fee.” I was stunned. “Are you out of your mind?” His mother Linda said, “How can you be so ungrateful? Him using your place for his newlywed life is doing you a favor. It’ll bring you good luck! Other people would jump at the chance!” The son and mother were united against me. “Anyway, tomorrow’s a great day. Grab the property deed and come with us to transfer ownership!” I rejected them without hesitation and called them crazy. Who knew they would get so furious that they would storm into my brand-new apartment and go on a rampage, smashing everything in sight. They even said smugly, “We need to show you our family doesn’t get pushed around! Go ahead and call the police! What proof do you even have that it was us?” What they did not know was that I had installed surveillance cameras on the day I moved in.

Jackson is an heir to the fortune built on the suffering of enslaved werewolves. Angry at the injustice of it all, he has no choice but to play along with his father's wishes and bend to the society's pressure. Until one day he is ordered to purchase a werewolf 'worthy of standing by his side' at the market. So, maybe he obeyed his father's wishes, but to him it's the first step in his one-man rebellion, a spark that will kindle the flames, when he chooses a werewolf who is needier than the rest. Now Jackson must stoke those flames, while nurturing the traumatized wolf to health, before the world crushes his soul for good. Check out the artwork from chapter ‘Date’ on my Instagram (willowwrites1994) here - https://www.instagram.com/p/CIgP2PQFF8W/

A three year marriage was ended by infertility. When someone else became pregnant, she was forced out of the family without a single cent to her name…

I hate you and I promise to make your life a living hell for as long as I live." He said in a whisper so only I could hear. To anyone, we might look like the perfect couple having our little couple talk on the altar but they didn't know that we were promising each other a terrible married life. " And I promise to return the favor." Lillian was forced to marry Antonio, a man who hated her because of a rivalry they had when they were both young. Antonio wanted nothing but to spend the rest of his life paying Lillian for what she did to him, and what better way than marriage? But what he didn't expect was to fall for her, a woman he called the spawn of the devil. But his ego wouldn't let him, his pride was at stake, and he only wanted revenge. Find out how two hearts clash in love and hate.

Alessandra tak menyangka malam itu adalah malam nahasnya. Sorot tajam kamera beberapa media serta kelompok kuli tinta turut menyertai langkahnya yang dikawal ketat beberapa polisi. Dia terlibat skandal yang diatur oleh orang dekatnya, konspirasi. Padahal, dia sedang berada di puncak popularitas sebagai model papan atas, orang menyebutnya sang supermodel. Semesta seperti memainkan hidupnya. Skandal malam itu membawanya bermuara dalam jerat dan dekap hangat pria paruh baya, pria yang lebih pantas menjadi ayahnya; Tuan Aroon. Siapa pria itu sebenarnya? Ada misteri yang belum teruangkap. Dalam aktivitasnya Alessandra selalu mengandalkan sang bodyguard--Mervile yang tak diketahui asal-usulnya. Mervile begitu overprotective memperlakukannya, lebih terlihat seperti memperlakukan wanita yang amat dicintainya. Tak jauh berbeda dengan Tuan Aroon, Mervile pun menyimpan suatu misteri. Siapa dia sebenarnya? "Sudah semenjak kau jadi wanitaku, aku menobatkan diriku sebagai bentengmu. Apapun yang terjadi." Tuan Aroon. "Nona cinta tidak dengan saya?" Mervile. Pada siapa Alessandra akhirnya menambatkan hatinya, menyerahkan cintanya??!

In the dark of night, they come to life. Whispers through haunted tombs. Cackles beneath a dreaded moon. Malevolent spirits from the twisted mind. Be mindful of whose door you knock on. A reaper may greet you. For those that care of Halloween scare, abandon intent and take the dare.

"You'll never be my mate. You'll never be my Queen," he snarled, slamming into me like he hated how much he needed me. I moaned, wrapping my legs tighter around his waist. "Then why do you lose control every time you're inside me?" He growled, his pace growing rougher, desperate. I smiled. "Keep lying to yourself, Xander." "I hate you, I hate you so much," ****** Raven is the most hated wolf in her pack for a crime her family committed against the Royal Family. She was hated, bullied and insulted at every turn, and as if things couldn't get twisted, fate decided to play a game on her, the one man who her family betrayed turns out to be her fated mate. The ruthless Alpha king Xander. The very man who despises her existence. She tried to reject him but he refused her rejection, promising to make her life a living hell. But things are not as they seem. There are secrets that need to be unraveled, a dangerous pull they cannot ignore, a bond they cannot sever. And as their worlds collide, Raven begins to uncover dark secrets buried deep within their pasts. Betrayal. Lies. Forces that threaten not only their bond but everything they’ve ever known. And what happened when the line between hate and passion blurs? Will Xander and Raven look past their family hatred and join as one to fight their enemies or will their hatred consume them both?