Necrophobia

Charlotte Scott had no interest in money and fame. She married Griffith Wilson out of love. However, their marriage only lasted three years and she became a laughing stock after the divorce. The couple faced each other for the last time at the Courthouse."Take the compensation and get lost from my life. Don't even think about getting back together." Griffith remained indifferent.Charlotte put on her sunglasses and smiled faintly."We are never getting back together. Ever! Whoever comes begging to get back together is no different from a dog!"Was it not great to be a wealthy and attractive single woman?Later on, not only did Charlotte gain success in her career and inherit a fortune worth tens of billions of dollars from the Scott Family, but she had so many men pursuing her that they could line up the street until the end of the block.One night, she received an unexpected call."Hey, Charlotte…""Who is this?""...Woof woof…"

Blake Landon, he's the hot, serious guy that all the girls drool over in our pack, and the next in line to become our pack’s alpha. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would end up being his mate. He's arrogant, short-tempered, and no one- I mean no one dares to defy him. So how in the world did I end up being his mate? When things turn, and we go face to face with a powerful vampire clan, he and I get thrown into having to choose to fight together, or sacrifice one or another. One thing is for sure, things will not end well, and will be up to us to sacrifice our love for each other, or our pack.

“Keira Akari, I, Alpha River Colden, banish you from the White Howlers. I never want to see you again.” The Earth felt like it was swallowing me whole. The ground had opened up and for some reason, it kept dragging me down with it and no matter how hard I tried to hold onto anything to keep me afloat, nothing could save me from drowning. A week ago, I had just found out that my best friend since I was a little girl and a man I came to love deeply, was mated with someone else. On that same day, his mate, our Luna, started to treat me like trash. She would humiliate me, call me awful names, and hurt me physically. I didn’t tell anyone. I couldn’t. I tried to take all the pain until one day, I was kicked out by her and my fellow Pack members I thought were my friends just stood and watched. And the worst part? The absolute sword into my ? Alpha River didn’t do anything to stop her either. I cried until tears could no longer be produced by my body. The heartbreak I felt was so immense that I thought I would just crumble and die at any moment. Little did I know that my whole life was just getting started because I had just found out I was with our child. His child. Alpha River Colden may have broken my whole heart, banished me from our Pack and taken everything away from me in the process, but this one, this child growing in my stomach right now, this he can’t take away from me. I won’t ever let him.

She was a destitute woman whose life was dependent on others. She was forced to be a scapegoat and traded herself, which resulted in her pregnancy. He considered that she was the ultimate embodiment of evil as she was greed and deceitful. She tried all her efforts to win his heart but failed. Her departure made him so furious that he searched through the ends of the world and managed to recapture her. The whole city knew that she would be shredded into a million pieces. She asked him in desperation, “I left our marriage with nothing, so why won’t you let me go?”In a domineering tone, he answered, “You’ve stolen my heart and given birth to my child, and you wish to escape from me?”

"50 million dollars"The words hang in the air and Angelica Smith was auctioned to Damien Victor.Kidnapped and sold, the first shock came to her when she learned that her bidder was none other than her brother's best friend.Little did she know that it was only the first of many dark secrets that were yet to be revealed because he was no longer the same man whom she used to admire in her teenage years.The one who can never see a scratch on her skin wanted to leave such deep marks that she remembers her whole life and she wasn't even sure why he was taking revenge on her.What would happen when she learned about his hidden intentions?Will she ever be able to come out of his cage or will she remain his plaything?✿✿✿✿✿✿✿'No one can hurt, touch, see, or feel you except me. You are mine, Tesoro. I will break you until you don't accept it' ~ Damien Victor 'You can have my body, not my soul. I will never submit to you, even if you kill me' ~ Angelica Smith ××××××××Features highly mature content 🔞

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. *** “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table.