Behind The Darkness Tmnt

I've been caught in a relationship with a divorced man for eight years. We've broken up and reconciled too many times to count. In the end, I tallied ninety-four breakups and five divorces between us. One more would make it an even hundred, but I'm too exhausted to continue this cycle. The first breakup happened when I was giving him my virginity. Halfway through, his ex-wife called asking him to pick up some bread, and he simply left. The fifth breakup occurred when he abandoned me, newly pregnant, on the highway to comfort his ex-wife who was having complications with her own pregnancy. I ended up in a car accident and miscarried. He arrived at the hospital with his clothes disheveled. Despite all the pain he caused me, I could never bring myself to truly leave him. Our most recent divorce happened for an equally absurd reason. His ex-wife and their child were participating in a family reality TV show that required them to appear as a complete family unit. To protect his ex-wife's public image, he divorced me yet again. When filming wrapped, he called to discuss remarrying. This time I refused, because I'm going to marry someone else.

"Should I take off my clothes now?" she added while staring at me from head to toe. Shit. Why would she ask that in front of me? Wasn't taking off her clothes my job like I always do to the rest of my customers? "No. Just put them on, please." I respectfully retorted before I slid to the bed. Put my backpack on the floor and applied a bit of my wolf's aggression rushing at her. Before I jumped on the bed, I shortly took off my clothes until nothing was left but my undies. "Wait." She quickly muttered partly mixed with regrets. To my surprise, she moved her face and pushed my chest a few inches away from her. "Why?" could not help but ask. "Wasn't this what I am here for? To please you?" I said in an embarrassing tone. It was at this moment I sensed her uncomfortable and regretful expression. I did not come here to get embarrassed. My job was to please her. Unless there was something Joseph forgot to inform me. Never expected this to happen. "No... no! It's just…" she suddenly dropped her gaze from me. "It's just. I'm still a virgin. Please, don't get mad at me." I don't know if it was a perfect opportunity for me to burst out laughing when she almost got me on that note. A virgin wanted to have sex with me. Who on earth would sell her virginity to a person wearing a black facemask?

On my wedding day, the first love of my boyfriend appeared and declared she wanted my place at the altar. Sobbing theatrically, she pleaded, "Claire, I’m seriously ill. You have your whole life to be with Evan. Just let me have this wedding." And my boyfriend backed her up without hesitation. "Claire, you’re already pregnant with my child, and we’ve signed the marriage papers. You’ve got everything you need. This wedding? It doesn’t matter." The guests gawked, while I stood there as the punchline of their jokes. But instead of causing a scene, I kept my composure. That same day, I booked an abortion and looked his first love straight in the eye with a smile. "Sure, take the wedding, and take him too. He’s all yours."

Larissa Diaz is a college student who has her future planned down to the smallest detail, she has a group of friends among them Dilan who has always loved her, he will do anything to make her fall in love with him, but when she meets Tristan they both live a passionate romance; However, life takes many turns and Larissa will be tempted to accept Dilan, her best friend, who will try to steal her with lies and take her away from everyone in order to make her his, or to accept the passionate love she always dreamed of with Tristan, but love is not always perfect, they will find themselves between infidelities, temptations and fatal accidents, but life takes turns and can separate them, it is at that moment where she will question if their love will be enough to unite them again or maybe she should surrender to Dilan's charms and move forward.

Kataleya Tamia Rossi is a twenty-year-old young woman known for her tender heart and passionate desire to help all those around her. Many say she is the mirror of her mother, Kiara, in more ways than one. All of her life she's had one goal, to find the boy who protected her and showed her kindness in her darkest moment. A boy who lost everything in the process. Kataleya has spent the latter years of her life working hard on a project that took root in her mind as a child - a project which has now been brought to life. The time to meet him again has finally arrived. Kataleya knows she'll have to overcome many challenges along the way but she's ready. Even when her own special abilities are at a stage in which they're becoming extremely deadly to her, she doesn't care. She is ready to risk it all and wants nothing more than to take away the pain and hatred that has burdened the heart of the boy she fell in love with years ago. Enrique Ignacio Escarra is the ruthless and cold-hearted Alpha of the most powerful pack in Puerto Rico. His goal? To rule the entire island single-handed. But hunger for too much power is deadlier than an arrow through one's heart and Enrique is already shrouded deep in the abyss of darkness. Will Kataleyas love and determination be able to bring him to the light? Or will his hatred drown her in the poisonous depth of the darkness itself? Book 5&6 of the Rossi Legacies Please note each duet runs under one title. Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire - Book 1 & 2 The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin - Book 3 & 4 Follow me on IG - Author.Muse

I’m getting married, but my CEO fiancé, whom I had been engaged to for ten years, had no idea. Thanks to his new personal maid, the man has no time to spare for me. The two of them always shadowed one another, and they might as well be sleeping in the same bed. My fiancé even bought a yacht and brought her to the Arctic to see the aurora when she was in a bad mood, completely forgetting that we were supposed to be picking out wedding gowns that day. I spent the entire day waiting in that bridal shop, waiting for a man who would never show up. So I called my dad, “I’m marrying someone else.”

Miranda wanted nothing but to make Maxwell the top one ranking business man all over the world. She hated the fact he was ranking second when he was supposed to be the best. She offered herself as his golden platter, she was going to take it upon herself in order for him to be the best. Miranda offered to be a personal assistant to Edwin a top one ranking business man in order to bring him down. Did Miranda succeed in her plans? Even if she did, what happened when love came knocking on her door? was it for Maxwell or Edwin? Would Edwin allow himself to be decieved and used by Miranda? find out!

The casino my husband and I ran was about to go through a chaotic police raid. Anyone who got caught would likely end up arrested. We had the time to leave. But we couldn’t all leave. One of us had to stay behind, or the cops would keep chasing us. Elias, my charming husband, didn’t even hesitate. He grabbed Mireille and left me to handle the cops, tossing over his shoulder, “I’ll send a lawyer to you.” Lucky for me, I managed to walk away without any consequences. And then, I saw, Elias, the man who was supposed to have my back, not only did escape without me, he also whisked Mireille away to some fancy resort, like they were on vacation. He looked so carefree, so unbothered. Not a hint of concern for the wife he’d just abandoned. “Think Seraphina’s gonna be mad that we left without her?” Mireille asked, all innocence. Elias laughed, that cold, detached laugh that sent a shiver down my spine. “Please. As if she’d ever get mad at me. She can handle herself.” He didn’t care. But you know what? Neither do I. Not anymore.

Three years ago, Vincent's world fell apart when his soulmate, Majori, cruelly rejected him in front of everyone, choosing another man—his best friend, Brian. Heartbroken and confused, Vincent watched as the love of his life walked away, seemingly severing every bond between them. Now, Vincent has risen to power as the formidable Lycan King of the Blue Moon Pack, leaving his tragic past behind—or so he thought. Fate intervenes when he finds Majori once again, this time bloodied and broken, being hunted by a rogue pack. Torn between vengeance and the flicker of hope he dares not acknowledge, Vincent rescues her, only to imprison her in his own kingdom. But Majori is not the same carefree, mischievous girl he once knew. Hiding a dark secret that kept her away, she has suffered in silence, bearing the scars of a brutal past. As the tension between them rekindles the embers of their shattered bond, a web of lies, betrayal, and dangerous power struggles threatens to destroy them both. With old enemies closing in and Brian emerging as a formidable threat, Vincent must confront not only the truth about his mate but also his own tortured heart. As Majori’s health deteriorates and the stakes escalate, Vincent faces an impossible choice: let go of the past and fight for their future, or lose Majori forever. Yet, the biggest secret of all—the one Majori has been hiding for years—could turn Vincent’s entire world upside down and change the fate of the packs forever. In a battle for love, power, and survival, can Vincent and Majori overcome their painful past, or will the flames of betrayal consume them both?

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