Crafted Synonym Novels & Stories

"What is the deceased's name, and what is your relationship to them?" I replied, "It's Claire Jensen, and the tombstone is for myself." That attendant immediately raised his head, giving me a look of deep astonishment. "You're still so young. Did you come here by yourself? Why isn't your family with you?" I recalled my estranged parents and Henry, who was preoccupied with his true love. I replied softly after a moment of silence, "I'm sorry, but I don't have any family." That attendant ultimately remained silent. Instead, he quietly met my gaze with deep compassion as he processed and completed all the necessary formalities.

Blood stained the white fabric of his shirt as he let out a scream. Frank scoffed. "Not only did you kill my son, but you also tried to frame Matt. I won't rest until I beat you to death!" Ethan crumpled to his knees after only five blows. Frank rolled up his whip and looked at me with a remorseful expression. "He tricked us, Matt. We didn't mean to hurt you. Please forgive us and come back home with us." The sincerity in his voice almost made me believe that his words were genuine. However, I was no longer the same naive person I was in my past life.

I stared into her gaping dark brown eyes. Her intoxicating scent raised through my nostrils giving me a mere taste of what more there was. Her round almond-shaped eyes filled with pure fear startled me. “ W-what are you doing? “ Katherine asks I didn’t answer. Instead, I examined her body. I couldn’t explain why I had put us in this position except that I was curious about her. She was unlike any girl I had seen with perfect bones. I could see the bones popping out of her skin. She wasn’t curvy, but very thin and that grasped my attention. Many supernatural girls had perfect, unnatural bodies, but Katherine had a strikingly different, but perfect, body.

"Since you can not get a mate, we found a fake mate for you and you have no choice but to accept" " A... A fake mate?!"

the other lady says "Oh stop dreaming my friend because she's selective" "How can she be selective when she's looking for a surrogate?"the lady couldn't help but asked "Hmmm I wonder. The funny part is that she's looking for a virgin to be her surrogate, so she won't encounter any problem that may cause problem in future" "Oh wonders shall never end, then am out of the league of people she's looking for. But where would she find a virgin in these erra?" She asked still not believing what she heard

Made to be our perfect little family home, especially now we have the family on the way. Who would have thought it. The crazy, fiery little she-wolf that came crashing into my life while I was busy trying to avoid every sense of my reality whilst in college would be the one to bring me crashing down to earth with a bang and bring me everything I needed to complete my life? Who needed a fated mate? Sometimes destiny brings you what you need in other ways. And, the fake mate I had for a short time became my everything, and I wouldn’t change her for the world… with her by my side, anything seemed possible.

Inside was a dream; tall walls, open space, windows so big you could see everything yet nothing at all. The isolation of the property both excited and scared me, and the longer I walked around holding Armani’s hand, the more I began to feel a little hopeful again. My concerns over the last day felt silly — presumptuous. Though a part of my brain was still very aware that this could turn sour very quickly, I allowed myself to enjoy this simple few minutes with my fake husband and even smile, just a little bit.

Dekha tujhe, socha tujhe Chaha tujhe, Pooja tujhe Meri khata, meri wafa Teri khata Kutch bhi nahin Maanga khuda se raat din Tere siva Kutch bhi nahin. Ek shaam ki dahleez per Baithe rahe woh der tak Aankhon se ki batain bahut Moonh se kaha Kutch bhi nahin Maanga khuda se raat din Tere siva Kutch bhi nahin. Jis per hamari aankh ne Moti lutaye raat bhar Bheja wohi kagaz tujhe

Archer said. “By then, Micah was begging God to end his misery and take away his worthless life. But God needed him to stay alive, so this time, he created a woman using his fangs, Una. Micah’s second wife. Remind you, Micah and Serith weren’t mates, but since Una was created from Micah’s fangs, she was born with a mate bond and a mate’s bite mark on her neck. This time, God programmed Una to be submissive and feed Micah’s male ego enough for him to stop pleading for death,” father said.

It's just that the friend zone fence that Ilona made is too high so most men have to make lots of reasons about work to get close to her. Ilona just smiled without promising, she was still cool and focused on the new product pictures she got from her email this morning. Yup, cooler and more sophisticated than the old ones. "Hi, Besties!" said Wenny who had just returned from the exhibition. "Hello, Baby! How are you doing?" Lona asked her friend. "Go on! How did you get the idea for the social event?” Wenny reminded. "Oh yeah, later when you're free, help me make a proposal letter! I need your idea!” asked Ilona while still focusing on her website.