Crosby Snatch Block

In the fifth year of being Mrs. Cloud, my brother-in-law passed away. My mother, stressed by the thought of my older sister spending her youth in widowhood, wanted her to have a child with the help of my husband. I refused outright, but my protests were useless. My mother brought people to block the door, and I was left to watch helplessly as my husband and my half-sister entered the bedroom together. "She's your sister. What's the harm in letting her have him?" I thought that my husband couldn't possibly do anything with my sister since she was family. I thought he would draw the line, out of decency, out of respect. However, as time passed, my heart grew cold. Only then did I realize that I was the only one who cared about this matter. While I clutched our daughter in my arms and cried in silent devastation, he was going at it with my sister.

He hated to see her happy, he hated how a girl from a low class, poor family became his wife, a crown prince's wife! She was abandoned by the ruthless prince on their wedding day. When he left, she suffered all kinds of trauma, pain and abuse inside the palace. Her blaring screams were either muffled or ignored mercilessly. However, the trampled and sinless soul was still hopeful that one day she'll be freed from the malicious clutches of her tormentor but the prince of Svamgarh had some other vicious plans of torturing his bride and making her life a hell inside his abysmal cage. He re-entered in her life only to make her sufferance more heightened. Why? Because she is the sister of a scum bag who ran away with the crown prince's sister and now he's hell bent to destroy her dignity and snatch away her mental peace till she stays nothing but a breathing corpse. He hurt her, crushed her dignity in order to avenge the bruise created on the royal status but her innocent beauty drew him towards her ending up into a web of lethal obsession, pain and lust.

Now everything is changing...with everyone of us sweeping under the carpet the scars of yesterday's sins. Those scars are what kept me alive until you are all born to hear the story. The world government was powerful and taking advantage of the human colonial minds, they buried our freedom and equity. But now that we the Elites whom they educated and rose to revolts against the fingers that had fed us... What do you call it? Oh! yes they had termed it Rebellion. They did call us rebels, for seeking a small ration part of the best that nature has given to mankind. Al-sural-tu-Nas. This for mankind, tell ye that the beast you trained in the dark had turned to an angel in the day. We are filled from the pot of lies now that our bellies cannot contain what they obtain, the promises that were compromised, treaties that were breached, least they covered the black mails and lies with a blanket of Diplomacy. But now is the snatch of the gallon beer from the drunkard because now there is what when diplomacy fails.....is war. "Now we are free." Later in the future a seed germinates bearing fruits of the YESTERDAYS as she possess the abilities to time travel and set broken pieces together but this has consequences in the future of mankind. Read along

My father kicked me again, and again. “No daughter of mine would've been so completely useless. All you have brought us is shame and embarrassment. Enough. I've arranged your marriage with the Lycan King. He'll come for you tomorrow and I'll finally be rid of you” “W-what? The Beast Lycan?” I stuttered, my fathers words hit me like a block of ice. “Precisely. He could kill you like his other wives for all I care. Good riddance” My father looked at me one last time, his eyes filled with disgusted contempt before he walked out of the house. ~~~ Iris is hated on by her pack and her father. She gets rejected by her mate and her father arranges her marriage to the Lycan king. The Lycan king has a terrible reputation for killing his brides. Now sucked into his world, Iris is determined to survive and win him over. And things get more complicated when her mate wants her back. Stuck between two men and an origin she knows nothing about, what decision will she make?

The wedding had reached the part where the groom kissed the bride. I closed my eyes and leaned in to kiss Stella Stafford, only to end up with a mouthful of fur. Her assistant held up the camera and burst out laughing. "The almighty Mr. Rowe can't even tell if he's kissing a person or a dog?" I stared at the Husky in front of me, its tongue lolling out, and felt my stomach churn. I was about to lay into him when Stella stepped in to block me. "It was just a joke. No hard feelings." Laurent Reilly smirked smugly, his tone dripping with arrogance. "And guess what? This Husky happens to be a female, so why don't you just marry her instead? You're not good enough for Stella anyway." The employees erupted in laughter. Mortified, I kicked him square in the chest, sending him sprawling. The next second, Stella smashed a wine bottle over my head and demanded an apology. I wiped the mix of wine and blood from my face, then dialed an overseas number with a cold grin. "The wedding is short one bride. You in?"

Nadhea Martinez an Alpha female reincarnated back after her old life has been fooled by Brittany and Zayn Brown-the brother and sister of the Brown family - who take the opportunity to snatch their respective goals from Adam Smith and Nadhea. Hence Nadhea is considered a suffering doll. Brittany two-faced controls in order to get Luna's dignity while Zayn controls the status of the strongest Alpha replacing Adam Smith. After knowing reincarnation in the same place when having sex with Adam and having memories to improve the lives of both, Nadhea follows the two bastards ' game by pretending to be innocent. Nadhea should have rejected Adam's confession in her previous life then the second chance Nadhea accepted it with much love and sincere wholeheartedly without disturbing the existence of Zayn and Brittany. Xander, the Beta man who is looking for a solution to all the problems related to the Smith family is quite capable of accepting Nadhea's decision. However, Nadhea still took revenge for the actions of Zayn and Brittany Brown by torturing mercilessly. Smith's company will also be destroyed if they both suck like parasites. Will Nadhea be able to exact her spectacular revenge against Brittany and Zayn with her own hands? How did it feel to accept Adam Smith's true feelings as long as Nadhea used to abandon him and leave him alone?

"Sign it." He barked, before motioning Andrew, his butler over and handing him the briefcase. "What is it?" I murmured, retracting the paperwork from the envelope. The words "Divorce Agreement" were written vividly in block letters on the heading. My legs weakened as a mix of trepidation, befuddlement, and shock engulfed me. Fernando wanted a divorce which meant that I was now officially doomed. + Helen Crawford is the demure and petite wife of Fernando Alvarez. All that changes one day, when Fernando comes home from work one day, flings a brown envelope at her, and asks for a divorce, simply because his one true love is now back in town. Betrayed, she signs it without a squeak and walks out of his life forever, unknowingly pregnant. However, karma soon strikes and Fernando realizes that he made a grave mistake of divorcing Helen for his ex-girlfriend. But by then, many years have passed and Helen has already told their son that he is dead. Will it be too late for Fernando to rectify his errors, and get his family back?

My biased mother brought my sister, Irene Baxter, to help me with my child. But one day, I forgot to bring a contract to work. When I returned home, I saw two bodies entwined. To cover up their secret, my husband, Sam Hodgson, and Irene pushed me off the tenth floor. It was only after my death that I realized I had been nothing more than a tool for carrying on the family name. "It's better that she's dead. Now my sweet girl can be a mom without having to go through childbirth." "Sleeping with her was revolting; she was like a block of wood. Irene is so much better." Even Irene had regrets. "Still, we shouldn't have pushed her down. She was smashed beyond recognition—otherwise, we might’ve been able to sell her corpse for a pretty penny." When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day they pushed me off the building. This time, I wouldn't let any of them off the hook.

My husband's childhood friend says she wants her crystal beads to soak up some of the good luck in our home. Because of that, he scatters the beads on the floor, making me slip and miscarry. I'm in agony as I lie on the operating table. I call my husband incessantly, but all he does is block my number. I lie in the hospital ward after the operation. I see my husband's childhood friend's social media update—a photo of him worshipfully holding out a certificate while getting down on one knee. It's captioned, "He loves me so much! I said I'm interested in running a business and he actually set up a company for me!" On the day of the branch company's grand opening, my husband's childhood friend wears an expensive custom-made gown. Meanwhile, I wear her discarded goods. I'm barred from even entering the building. I suppress my bitterness and call my lawyer. "Are the divorce procedures done?"

When Summer, who hates attention and dating, meets Elijah, little does she know her life is going to be turned upside down once the inevitable occurs. - Summer Hayes has everything one could ask for - an understanding family, the bestest best friend ever and good grades. Boyfriend? She hated that word. But when she meets Elijah Grey, she should have nothing to do with him since he is the type of guy she completely despises. Then approaches the history trip of the college which ends up bringing them together for a day, making her she realize that she doesn't want to stay away. And so does he. However, when all odds start turning against them, the choices Elijah is left with, leads to a heartbreaking story, one that is planned out well by their fates. But, will he be able to choose what's right with a realistic mind, even though that will snatch everything away from him...again? *** "FIRST" is the first thing I wrote before I started embarking on a journey of being a writer so please be kind with my newbie mistakes. TW: Contains unclean language. Not rated mature. WILL contains accidents and deaths and heartbreaks.