Confessions Of The Funny Fat Friend

Alpha Mark found his fated mated at the the most inconvenient time. Random muders, pack attacks, Lunas dieing, and female pups being kidnapped. My mate sees what no one can. The twinkling in her eyes, and smirk on her face, makes her seem playful. But, playing with Stasia might get me burned. Stasia, is human, a friend to werewolves, and smells of home. I am fucked.

His eyes darkened as he leaned closer, placing a finger on my mouth. “Uh-uh, what did I say you call me when we're alone?” My body tingled with heat. “Daddy?” “Urgh…” A guttural groan tore from his chest. “Yes, baby?” My mind spaced for a second and Andre took advantage of that, tucking his hands under my legs and carrying me bridal style. “Andre, what are you doing?!” I shriek, dangling my legs in the air. “Finishing what we started, baby.” he chuckled, heading straight for the front door. I shook my head in bemusement. His daughter just found out about us and his brain goes straight to sex? Men… I wasn't any better though as I just waited for him to cross that threshold and pounce on me, instead of dissuading him. He strode over to the loveseat couch, sliding me down his body before pushing me back to the couch. Propped up on my elbows, I looked up at him with hooded eyes, only for the the door knob to flip. My eyes widened and instantly, I jerked up to my feet, coming to stand behind Andre. I had no idea who it was as Claire would have just barged right in. The door opening seemed to take several minutes but in reality, it was only seconds. It swung inwards to reveal Leila, the last person I was expecting to see. She took one look at us and wasn't in the least bit surprised. “So it's true?” Those cold grey eyes moved over to me. “You're the whore that's fucking my husband?”

Queenie Livingston, my best friend whom I have cared for over the years, gives me a bottle of perfume. I immediately turn around and pour its contents down the toilet. In my previous life, that perfume made me sprout hair all over my body and reek. I was shunned by my colleagues, and my then-boyfriend and superior, Preston Zimmerman, wasted no time in dumping me and hooking up with Queenie. I desperately sought medical treatment back then, but with nowhere left to turn, I died in utter agony and despair. Only after my death did I learn that the grotesque condition was caused by the perfume Queenie had maliciously tampered with. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the exact day Queenie gave me the perfume.

I was raised by my mother, a single parent who never revealed the identity of my father. For years, that part of my life remained a mystery until her final moments. With her last breath, she asked me to find him. I shared this with my best friend, who had never known her own parents. With tears in her eyes, she confided in me that she longed for a father, too. She tried to manipulate me, suggesting I work as a housekeeper for my father so she could claim him as her own. Soft-hearted, I agreed to the plan. When I finally met him, he was stunned. The resemblance between me and his first love was undeniable. He wanted to take me under his wing as his mistress. "Come to my room tonight and wear something… revealing," he said. To protect myself, I laid all my cards on the table.

For Arini, loyalty is expensive but is made cheap by Reyhan, her boyfriend. Even though the marriage plan is in sight. Unfortunately, infidelity made Reyhan's eyes dark. Arini is the victim of a triangular love affair between Reyhan and Rieka, Arini's best friend who doesn't know herself. The heartache of being cheated on makes Arini reckless. Entering a nightclub and partying with the many humans there. Forgetting for a moment her heartache and tears until the next morning she woke up in bed with a man. Naked of course. That's nothing compared to the man she slept with last night, Richard Alexander, Reyhan's father. Double shot! "Mr. Richard ... what are you doing here?" Richard who still did not want to open his eyes only said, "Serving you, Rin. Last night you were very savage." Arini glared. "Savage, Mr.! I still remember how you move!" The man laughed softly. "So what?" "You set me up, huh?"

Sophia was seventeen when her mother died of cancer, nineteen when her only surviving bloodline Bernard Moore died of heartache. Now she's forced to live with her stepmother and aunt Monica. They're not your usual wicked stepmother and an apple. But they sure made Sophia's life difficult until she found herself in the streets on a cold rainy day. There her life makes a twisted turn, she knew she would never be the same again. Jason partied had with his friend Sean and overbearing high maintenance girlfriend Charlotte. Being rich was his problem because he loved nothing else than his noisy social lifestyle and the girls around. Forced to finish school, Jason finds himself in a situation where he would have to become responsible for two heads and he's torn between right and wrong.

Mackenzie finds herself in a predicament when she is thrown into a world of violence, lies, and danger after she got a call that her ex was kidnapped, he had left a note for her and ran off with her savings. And now she is told to find money for his ransom alone and she goes to his father. Together they must find out what happened to him and at the same time try to keep their hands off each other. What happens when she starts having feelings for her ex's father? And what happens when she finds out she wasn't the only one holding back? Will she find out the truth about his son's disappearance so they can go their separate ways? Or will they give in to the temptation?

"We can't do this," I whispered, even as Jamie's fingers traced my jaw. "Tell me to stop," he commanded, his grey eyes darkening with desire. I should have. But instead: "I can't." His hand slid beneath my shirt. "This is wrong." "Then stop touching me." "I can't." His voice was raw. "Every night I think about you. About this." When his mouth finally claimed mine, it tasted like sin and salvation. His hands gripped my waist, lifting me onto the counter. I wrapped my legs around him, and reality dissolved. "Right now, you're mine," he growled against my neck. "Even knowing what it costs?" I gasped. "Even then." What happened in that kitchen was unforgivable. Beautiful and terrible and absolutely devastating. But our secret didn't stay buried. When a mysterious text arrives—*"I saw what you did"*—followed by photos taken through my window, I realize someone was watching. Someone knows. And they're not just threatening to tell Aiden. They're playing a twisted game where we're all pieces on the board. As paranoia turns to obsession and obsession bleeds into violence, I face an impossible truth: the person I should fear most might be the one I thought I knew best. **Some secrets refuse to stay buried. Some desires demand everything. And some love stories end in blood.**

When her parents divorced, her dearest mother was granted full custody. But somehow, she still went to her father's house during the summer. ​And then, she met him there: the hot, old-daddy best friend of her father, Lucien Hale. ​She knows it's forbidden. ​He is old, and she is too young. ​But the desire—she wanted him. ​The small glances and stares that will lead to a mistake. A forbidden love that was formed between them. ​But not all secrets stay hidden. Everything will be revealed. Will they be able to fight for their forbidden love, or will they just let each other get hurt?

Ginnieva Fajardo, a 21-year-old college student had enough. Her life always kept on failing no matter what she did to keep it from happening. It got to the point where she had to work to be able to study and obtain a degree as her parents passed away before she was even thirteen years old. Due to the unfortunate events that occurred to her, she aspired to be someone who would inspire people, an educator. Ginnie then met her professor, Phillip Añonuevo. Phillip is a 27-year-old newly promoted teacher and the eldest child of Añonuevo's family. Phillip's life, in contrast to Ginnie's, resembles that of a prince. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but that does not make him a tyrant. Since then, Ginnie has found him enticing and a man who is entirely right for her, so she has pursued him. However, love should be felt by both sides, which didn't happen. Ginnie was rejected for her feelings on Valentine's day, making her fearful of that special event. In order to progress in life, she refrained from Phillip up until the moment they met again. She realized that she still has feelings for Phillip after all these years, but it was too late as Phillip is now preparing for a marriage. Knowing that information prompted her to entertain boys in order to forget the man who keeps breaking her heart. But what if circumstances changed miraculously, making her the soon-to-be bride of the man who had stolen her young, innocent heart? Will the romance that has failed twice become an everlasting love, or will it remain the same, putting young Ginnie's dream to die?