Novel & Cerita Bio Untuk Second Account Lucu

yield of JL account. “Wow, you impressed me JL—whoever you are,” I said while clicking on his name. And view his social media account. But it doesn’t have a profile, it’s just an anime cartoon and it’s set to private. I moved the reading to a group chat and to Lindsay and me. “I was about to enjoy my view when my idol suddenly left, annoying!’ said Linday in the chat that was sent last night. “That’s why, we’re going to leave, because of you Luna. Because you took him home last night, Lucas suddenly disappeared like a bubble,” added Urica.

*First Person's Perspective* ~Enise~ The moment I stepped into my bedroom, I couldn’t contain the excitement that had been building up inside me all day. A loud squeal escaped my lips as I grabbed my phone from the bedside table, eager to call Lucian and tell him the good news. The first phase of our plan had been a success. Lucas had agreed to the investment, and now things were set in motion. I quickly dialed Lucian’s number, my fingers trembling slightly with anticipation. It was hard to suppress the bubbling joy I felt. This was it. We were finally on our way to destroying everything Lucas had built, and I couldn’t help but relish the thought of it.

“Jenna, you are younger than I am, so stop acting like you are 90. You must have seen the video. It explains the hotness-a&&hole matrix, just like the way that middle aged human guy explains the matrix for hotness versus crazy for females.” I looked at her like she had two heads. “Please tell me that you know the videos that I am referring to. Everyone has seen them. The human one talks about how a woman who is super hot and super sane is a unicorn who doesn’t exist… which means if you meet one, she is a man.” “Not ringing a bell.” “What rock have you been living under in Frankfort?” “No rock. I just don’t have time to watch z-tube.”

But when I opened the private letter, it was all scolding me. I was completely stunned. Every one of them was scolding me harshly, saying that I was a bitch and I was always slandering Lucifer. I trembled with anger. I closed the private letter, and I looked at the post. After I sent out this screenshot, Wolf followed up with a reply. “Rican Love Ailina is not my alternate account because it's my major account. Wold is the alt.” Seeing this reply, I was completely stunned. My finger trembled as I continued to flip through. Then, I saw an edited video of me hugging and kissing different characters in the game and of me being the wives of different people.

She climbed off the bed and handed me the notebook. I opened the first page. It was my picture glued there with my name and age. The second page was Lucian, also with his name and age. The third was Zane, then my mother, my father, Shintla, Shintla's husband, and then Lillian. The next page was blank—no picture, age unknown—but the name was written: 'My Second Father.' I stared at her in disbelief. “Who is your second father?” I demanded. “Mom, I saw someone who looks exactly like Dad,” she said calmly. “Everything—same face.”

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

I said “And you also shut up! Haven't you heard of love at first sight? And technically, this isn't your first date with the handicapped prince!” “Be nice Ari! You don't make fun of people's predicament! “Alright, I'm sorry!” Ari said, half snickering as she held her ears the way the humans on a soap opera we watched some time ago did whenever they apologized. "Yes, to the questions I have for you! Ari, how do you randomly remember stuff?” I asked and as an image of her face looking like a baboon flashed before my eyes, I burst out into uncontrollable laughter. Ari didn't know why I was laughing, but she laughed right along with me.

Alpha Bruno had a reputation for being a scaredy cat, if anything, letting his take the fall. “Sorry to keep you waiting, Pack Alpha Bruno.” “No worries! You are a newlywed; after all, I can understand.” He said with a raised eyebrow. We were not that close to make such a remark, but I let it slide, sitting on my chair. “By the way, congratulations on your second mate. A royal omega, I heard. Score!” Bruno said with that glint in his eyes that meant trouble, hands folded together. “I thought you would at least introduce her today as our pack was not invited to the ceremony.”

When Vincent and I first settled in the capital, we lived at the Ironhide residence. Back then, Lucius Ironhide carried a heavy cavalry spear and feared nothing. The first time he saw me, he flicked the spear and knocked the ribbon from my tied hair. My hair spilled loose. For the first time in his life, the little tyrant flushed red. "Young lady, you look familiar," he muttered awkwardly. Amused, I picked up the ribbon and tied it to his spear. "Haven't you heard?" I teased. "A girl's hair isn't something you touch lightly. Once you do, you're responsible for her for life."

I posted it and went to sleep. The next morning I woke up to a message on my secret account. “Nice show, Lira. Does your daddy know his little princess sells her pussy online?” My heart stopped. The username was new. No profile picture. But the message had a screenshot. My bedspread. The cross on my wall in the background. He knew exactly who I was. I deleted the account that same day. Blocked the user. Changed my number. I tried to pretend it never happened. But Lucas wasn’t done.