Attack And Occupy Bl

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered.

I was ready to leave the Vampire Academy's main campus with Liam, my childhood sweetheart. All because he told me he was being bullied. He was the unrecognized bastard of the Vance clan. Born with a fraction of the power we pure-bloods commanded. So I promised him. I would go with him to Duskfall Academy. A campus that didn't care about bloodlines or power. A place where he could finally belong. But the night before we were supposed to seal the transfer scrolls with our blood signets, he betrayed me. I heard his friend's sneering voice. "You drank beast blood and faked the whole abuse act just to dump Isabella Thorne? Damn, Liam. That's cold-blooded." Liam just shrugged. "I'm sick of her pure-blood, high-and-mighty attitude. And this is cleaner than having her clinging to me forever." My world shattered. I turned and walked away. On the ancient transfer scroll, I took my dagger and slashed through the name of Duskfall Academy. Then I wrote the name my family always intended for me: Crimson Fortress Academy, in the Evernight. It seemed everyone had forgotten. Even as fated blood-bond mates, I, Isabella Thorne, am the sole pure-blood heir to the Thorne clan. Once I sever our ties, he can crawl back to me on his knees, and I wouldn't let him have a single drop of my blood. He'll be nothing.

On my birthday, Jake handed me two bucks and took me to a gas station to buy a lottery ticket. Then he dashed off, claiming he had an urgent work meeting. As I sat alone in the restaurant celebrating my birthday, I spotted my boyfriend, who claimed he had no time for me, having dinner with another woman. Without a second thought, I sent him a breakup text right then and there. Two days later, that lying jerk had the nerve to demand I return the lottery ticket. That's when I discovered it was worth $5 million. I cashed in the ticket and told him to get lost.

'ผมอยู่มานานเห็นคนจากไปก็ไม่น้อย ผมรู้ว่าการเสียคนสำคัญรู้สึกยังไง ถ้าต้องเสียคุณไปอีกคน จะให้ผมใช้ชีวิตอีกร้อยปี พันปี ไปเพื่ออะไร ในเมื่อบนโลกนี้มีณจันทร์แค่หนึ่งเดียว'

ขณะที่คนหนึ่งเป็นห่วงกลัวคนรักจะทำงานหนัก แต่อีกคนไม่รู้อะไรเลย เพราะมัวแต่แบ่งเวลาที่เคยใช้ร่วมกันไปให้อีกคนแล้วหลงระเริงว่ามันคือความสุขที่เขาต้องการ “อยากคบกันนักก็ไปเลย อิสระผมคืนให้"

บัวรัตนาคิดมาพักใหญ่แล้วว่าชีวิตตัวเองช่างเหมือนนิยายน้ำเน่าเสียจริง เธอเกิดเป็นอัลฟ่า แต่เพราะสังคมปิตาธิปไตยบีบให้จำต้องแต่งใครสักคนเข้ามาช่วยดูแลบริษัท ทั้งที่เรื่องทั้งหมดเธอสามารถทำได้ด้วยตัวคนเดียว ภายหลังยังต้องมารับรู้ว่าสามีอัลฟ่าของเธอเคยลักลอบมีสัมพันธ์กับโอเมก้าคนอื่น แถมโอเมก้าคนนั้นยังต้องท้อง ทั้งสองมีลูกด้วยกัน! กับนรกานต์ สามีของเธอ เดิมทีแม้จะแต่งงานกันด้วยเหตุผลทางธุรกิจโดยปราศจากความรัก ทว่าเธอก็ยังหวังว่าเขาจะให้เกียรติกันในฐานะสามีภรรยา ไม่นึกว่าหลังจากได้พบกับชลธารโอเมก้าคนนั้นอีกครั้ง นรกานต์จะมุ่งมั่นตามตื๊ออีกฝ่ายจนไม่สนภาพลักษณ์หรือหน้าตาทางสังคมใด ๆ ถ้าสามีของเธอแค่ต้องการรับผิดชอบเพียงอย่างเดียวก็ว่าไปอย่าง แต่นรกานต์กลับทำทุกอย่างเพื่อให้ได้แต่งอีกฝ่ายเข้าบ้านให้ได้ เพียงเพราะคำว่ารักคำเดียว ทำให้เธอต้องสูญเสียทุกอย่าง ถูกหักหลังจนสิ้นเนื้อประดาตัว แม้แต่ชีวิตก็เอาไม่รอด! ไม่คิดว่าหลังจากตายไป เธอจะได้รับโอกาสกลับมาเกิดใหม่อีกครั้ง ในคืนวันแต่งงานของพวกเขาทั้งสองคน เอาละ กับชลธารคนนั้น เธอถือว่าอีกฝ่ายก็เป็นเหยื่อราคะของนรกานต์เหมือนกันจึงยังพอปล่อยไปได้ แต่สามีสุนัขของเธอคนนี้ต้องได้รับบทเรียนอย่างสาสม!

แรก ๆ ไม่ชอบหน้าก็บอกอีกฝ่ายว่า “อย่ายุ่งกับฉันนะ” หลัง ๆ รั้งคนตรงหน้าไว้อ้อนวอนด้วยสายตา “อย่าไปนะ”

「目を合わせることすら怖かった僕に、世界一まっすぐな恋が向かってきた」 桐ヶ谷陽翔が「ガチの一目惚れ」でグイグイ攻めてくるのに対し、綾瀬叶翔は「過去のトラウマ」から人を信用できず、逃げる。
それでも陽翔は諦めず、叶翔にアプローチし続ける。そして少しずつ叶翔が心を開いていき……。

My boyfriend said that art held no restrictions, so he used my provocative paintings to enter a competition. Amidst a row of classic ceramic figurines, I became famous. He shot to fame, landing in the top ten of trending searches, while I was humiliated by the entire internet and mocked as a “ceramic influencer.” When I confronted him, he looked at me with disappointment. “They don’t understand art, and neither do you? I thought you would support my work, but I didn’t expect you to stir trouble! You’re so immature!”

I was diagnosed with stomach cancer and needed a total gastrectomy. My husband, who was hailed as a rising star in the medical field, personally performed the surgery on me. However, after the operation, my health only worsened. He told me that the cancer had spread too quickly, and there was no hope left. It was not until I accidentally came across a hidden medical report and a massive insurance policy that I learned the truth—I never had stomach cancer. Not only had he removed my stomach, but he had also taken my uterus. Desperate, I confronted him, asking why he did that to me. He held his mistress in his arms, looking at me with disgust as he said, "If your father weren't the director, do you think I would've married you? You're not even worthy of being in the same room as Mabel. After one more surgery to remove your stomach, I'll be promoted to chief physician. "Didn't you claim to love me so much? I'm just using your body to help me and Mabel get ahead... I'm doing you a favor." Then, he and his mistress threw me off the building, making it look like a suicide. When I opened my eyes again, I had gone back to the day of my stomach surgery.