Novel & Cerita Coughed Up Mucus Ball With Blood

Coming to Brytin wasn't all bad. I met him, even though I didn't recognize him at first. He was the one in my dreams. Yes, I could perfectly see that, but I had to hide from everyone for me to be close to him. He doesn't want me near him. He despises me no matter how hard I try to please him. He warns me to stay far away from him. They also warned me too, but my heart and soul does not listen, and I'm a curious girl who follows her heart. She's a witch, he's a vampire, they are enemies but she's his mate. That's an abomination, but she doesn't give a damn. She wants him to mark her and claim her, but that's formidable. He disagrees but she isn't going to stop until he acknowledges her. Find out what happens when she realizes the real reason behind the clash of witches and vampires, will she be forced to leave him or will she stay with him no matter what happens?

Christa Tylor thought she had lived a happy life by being born into a wealthy family, had a golden childhood, and was happily married to her childhood sweetheart. Until she was 24 years old, killed by her beloved husband on their wedding anniversary. As she wakes up at her wedding a year ago, Christa is reborn after her wolf blood awakening, as if in answer to her prayer. It will bring her an opportunity for a slower and more measured approach to seize a second chance for a do-over. There are few things quite as sweet as revenge, even if she needs to face anguish and fear more terrible than death. Only she has to hide her true identity from humans; therefore, she is a werewolf who seeks revenge and resists her bloodthirsty beast of hers.

She left her place, happiness and love for him. But he didn't know anything. He started to hate himself for loved her and love her. So join the story of the lovers who loved each other madly. But fate decided to play with them. Is there love tied up each other again?

“Out of all the scars I've kept to be reminded where they came from, yours might just be my favorite. It reminds me how loud your moans were as I pounded you hard against the wall. ” * Elowen was left to be devoured by the rogues by her ex-husband and his mistress, but a lycan prince unexpectedly arrived and saved her. The lycan claimed that she was a special kind—a golden blood he's been searching for to cure his curse.  What started as a deal to make her husband regret hurting her soon turned into something more—something dangerous that Elowen couldn't avoid. She found herself diving into an unworldly desire she never indulged herself with. Between destroying Henry and Olga, Elowen also found herself between two lycan princes who wanted to claim her.  But what if she discovers that she might not just be an ordinary human after all?

“I hope you don’t loose those who truly value you because you can’t come down to hear them.” Those were the last words he told me before stomping out of the house, leaving me cold, empty and more lonely. ______ Cassandra Heathingways wasn’t your average girl. She was rude and picky, spiteful and proud. And she had every reason to be. She was the only heir to the Heathingways throne, and even though she lost a lot on the way, that was enough to keep her going. Not until her father broke the news of her marriage to the Hudson heir. Will the stuck up and proud bride be able to change her ways for the sake of the marriage?

I've gone to the church to pray for my son, Robert Scott. On the way home, my carriage is overturned because the horses suffer from a shock. When I wake up, I look at my family gathering around my bed. Then, I decide to pull a prank on them. "Sorry, but who are you?" I do my best to suppress the smile that threatens to appear on my face. I want to see how my family is going to comfort me now that I have "amnesia". Will Mom and my husband, Jeremy Scott, take my hands comfortingly? Or will Robert lunge at me while crying out to me? What I don't expect is to see my family breathing sighs of relief after their initial shock has faded away. Mom is the first one to speak up with a hint of relief coloring her tone. "Since you've already forgotten all about us, then it's fine. Maisie, you're actually the adopted daughter of the Liddell family. Amber is the actual heiress of the Liddell family." Jeremy points at me while telling Robert, "Robbie, you must address her as Aunt Maisie." Before I can recover from my shock, I see my own son, whom I'm willing to sacrifice my life to protect, running over to hug Amber Liddell, the fake heiress, happily. "Mom, I've spent the whole day playing outside! Oh, I miss you so much!" So, it turns out that my case of amnesia is exactly what this family wants. In that case, I might as well abandon this farce of a family.

My name is Amelia; I'm 17 and work as a server in a small town in New York. It's been 15 years since my mom started this game of hide and seek with my dad and he still hasn't found us, I don't think he loved us enough look. My mom has been in a coma for the last 2 months, leaving me alone and worried, until my father finally found me. It's not like my life was all roses, but since he's found us, it should get better, right? Better meaning I shouldn't get kidnapped, I shouldn't be told that we are monsters, and I certainly shouldn't be forced to live in a pack of wolves, but here I am living a better life now aren't I. I could handle all this, but what was to follow, I never wanted from the very beginning. All I ever wanted; my only dream was to have my family back and go home. Trying to deal with all this is one thing, but what comes next is mind-blowing!

Mom is diagnosed with a benign fibroid during her check-up, but somehow, she ends up getting her entire uterus removed, leading to her getting an infection and dying from it. With the surgical records in hand, I decide to sue the doctor for malpractice. But my wife, Anastasia Ziegler, who's also the director of the hospital, personally steps in to vouch for him. Enraged, I question her why. However, Anastasia just shoves me away coldly. "Your mom was already that old. What use did she have for her uterus? Louis' future is more important! Anyway, I'll waive the hospital bills. You'd better take down the court case, though. Don't embarrass me any further in the hospital." As I gaze at Mom's cold corpse, I can't help but chuckle. It turns out that Anastasia has no idea that her beloved side piece has killed off her actual mom, who had stayed widowed for many years.

"I’m not angry," he said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "I’m focused." "On what?" He walked toward her, and for the first time, Giovanni felt her wolf howl in warning. She backed up until her heels hit the edge of the massive bed. "On the reason you’re here," he said. He reached out, his hand wrapping around her throat—not to choke her, but to force her to look at him. "Do you have any idea what you’re worth to me, Giovanni?" "I... I love you, Russell. I’ll be the best Luna I can—" "I don't need a Luna," he interrupted, his face inches from hers. His breath smelled of expensive bourbon. "I need an heir. A strong, Alpha-blooded heir to secure my legacy against my brother and the council." "And we’ll have one," she whispered, her eyes filling with tears of relief. "We’ll have a family." Russell let out a dark, chilling chuckle. He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers, but there was no heat, only ice. "You don't get it, do you? You’re not a queen, Giovanni. You’re a vessel. And tonight, I’m going to fill you." He shoved her back onto the bed, his weight following her down instantly. He pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, his eyes flashing that terrifying, predatory gold. "Wait," she gasped, her heart hammering against her ribs. "Russell, please, let’s just slow down..."

My husband, Jacob Morris, wrongly believed that I had pushed the woman he loved down the stairs. So, he locked me in the basement to make me reflect on my actions. He hired people to punish me, trying to break my spirit. I suffered inhumane torture. My tendons were cut, and my face was disfigured. Four years later, he finally remembered me and let me out. But by then, I was too broken to love him anymore.