Did Linlin Eat Everyone

On our first wedding anniversary, I took the day off from work and left early, only to find that my wife had probably cheated on me. One day I arrived at home, I found a shocking display where my wife was engaging in some intense activities…

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 it contains raw unfiltered sex scene. Prepare to cum in your pants:After she lost her parents to a brutal attack, Liora is taken in by the mysterious and powerful Alpha, Kane. Raised under his protection and his umbrella, she knows how to follow the rules, how to remain obedient, and how to forget her dreams as well. But the closer she gets to her first heat, the more impossible it becomes to resist the body of Alpha Kane. Their instincts spark and the desire they both share for one another explodes, bringing them into a tight embrace and they find themselves unable to let go. Will they be able to resist fate? Or is this a forbidden passion that it set to consume them both?

"Magagalit ba ang panatang makabayan, kung ang iniibig ko ay ikaw?" ~Lyka~ Lilac Lyka Dela Vega, the spoiled brat blue-eyed heiress of Dela Vega Land Corporation. She's torn between loving or hating Nicholas "Lucas" Moris - the heartless billionaire and C.E.O of Moris Hotels and Restaurant, who almost sent her to jail as Lyka deliberately makes a scene to destroy Lucas' reputation for him to notice her. That day, they started to hate each other. Not until that scandal happened and suddenly find themselves marrying each other, that cause Lyka to be Mrs. Moris at a very young age. Will the heartless billionaire fall in love with his spoiled bratty blue-eyed heiress yet so-called 'My Cheating Wife?'

My brother wants to become the godson of a Mafia don. As his sister, I was picking out his burial plot. In my last life, I overheard the truth that the selection wasn’t an honor but a suicide mission—used once, then erased. I did everything I could to stop him, but he cursed me for blocking his path to power. With no other choice, I secretly called the police. So, my brother was arrested; his dream shattered. Instead, someone else took his place, and during a bloody shootout, that man proved himself. He became the don’s sole successor. Our family lost its home, paying the price for offending the Mafia. My parents and my brother went insane. Convinced everything was my fault, the three of them worked together and buried me alive in the hills behind town. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my brother excitedly announced he was going to take part in the selection. Looking at his stupid, clueless face, I smiled. This time, I’ll watch with my own eyes as he becomes nothing more than a replaceable lapdog.

I push through my Gamma warrior training ahead of schedule just to get back to the pack sooner. All I want is to stand beside my Alpha, Kyle Faucher, and finally complete our mate-bonding ceremony. But when I step into our house, scarred and feeling hopeful, I see 100 old boarding passes to the Darkmoon pack littering the floor. That pack is only a mile from my training grounds. Kyle's been that close for two years, and still, he never came. I sprint to the place where we were supposed to have our mate-bonding ceremony, clinging to the desperate hope that there's an explanation. But the moment I burst through the doors, I stopped cold. Kyle is down on one knee, dressed in a tailored suit, his eyes locked on someone with a softness I've never seen in him before. Standing across from him, smiling through her tears, is my stepsister, Vivian Blackwell. "Vivian, I haven't completed the mate-bonding ceremony with Serene. Say the word, and I'll reject her and mark you right now." At that moment, the world goes still, and I even forgot how to breathe. So this is what he's been doing while I was gone, chasing the woman he never let go of. Meanwhile, I spent those two years giving everything I had, trying to become someone worthy of standing by his side. I don't ask why or shed a tear. I just turn around and walk away. If she's what he wants, then so be it. The mate-bonding ceremony I dreamed of will be theirs instead. But the second I'm gone, he loses it and sends every warrior looking for me.

Eu morri no meu aniversário, mas os meus pais e o meu marido não perceberam. Eles estavam ocupados demais, dedicando toda a atenção para planejar a festa de aniversário da minha irmã gêmea, Esme Shaw. Enquanto ela estava cercada por pessoas ajudando-a a escolher um vestido, eu fui amarrada e jogada no porão. Com a pouca força que me restava, forcei meus dedos quebrados a digitar o código—9395. Era um sinal que meu marido, Edwin Grant, e eu tínhamos combinado. Era uma forma direta de pedir ajuda em caso de perigo. Nunca pensei que um dia realmente precisaria dele. Mas quando enviei, ele não acreditou em mim. Sua resposta foi fria: "Claudia, está fazendo um espetáculo só porque não te levei pra comprar um vestido novo?" Você ainda pode usar o vestido do ano passado. Pare de arrumar confusão. Te vejo na festa mais tarde.” O que ele não sabia era que Esme já havia destruído aquele vestido em pedaços. Ele não tinha ideia de que eu parti logo após desligar. A celebração começou e eu não estava presente. Um alvoroço tomou conta da sala quando viram o presente que eu tinha preparado para a Esme com antecedência.

My body drifted in the river for five years before a fishing enthusiast reeled it in. Even though the forensic pathologist managed to reconstruct my face from when I was alive through craniofacial reconstruction technology, the hatred my brother had for me remained as strong as ever. "That better be her body! She has been on the run for five years! Even in death, she doesn't deserve pity! In fact, it simply is a disgrace to have a murderer like her as the daughter of the Clarke family!" he hissed. Everyone thought he despised me with every fiber of his being. Yet, as he spoke, his entire body trembled. Who would have guessed that the distress call I made to him five years ago would end up becoming the main factor that hastened my death?

When I'm on the verge of dying, the kidnapper who has kidnapped me calls my fiance, Connor Weston, who's also the youngest patrol officer in the pack. The call goes through, only for us to hear Connor's voice, which is filled with suppressed rage. "Sylvia Kline, I'll give you three seconds to stop bothering me. Vivian's initiation ceremony will take place at night three days later. If you dare pull off another one of your tricks again—" "Connor…" Blood gushes out of my mouth as soon as I open it. My voice is so hoarse that I don't sound like myself at all. "Save… me…" "Your acting's pretty good," Connor cuts me off, his tone filled with disdain. "Listen, if you dare skip out on the ceremony and embarrass me in front of the entire pack, you can forget about going home." After that, the line goes dead. In the end, I die from mutilation. It's fine, Connor. I can't go home for real this time.

Three years after Vivian and I married into the Domingo family, our husbands' childhood crush Niama Guido came back to the town. Vivian and I had a whole escape plan. But the night before we bailed, Vivian threw herself off a high-rise. I called her husband, Pedro Domingo. He laughed, his tone nasty and cold. "Reena, my brother asked, since she jumped today, are you going to drown yourself tomorrow?"

When Isabella Russo’s father falls deep into debt with the ruthless Moretti crime family, she becomes the collateral. Taken under the watch of Matteo Moretti — the family’s dangerous, magnetic youngest son — she is thrust into a world of shadows, secrets, and blood oaths. What begins as a reluctant arrangement ignites into a forbidden passion that could cost them both their lives. As rival families close in and betrayal lurks within Matteo’s own bloodline, the two must choose between loyalty and love, knowing that in the mafia, happy endings are a luxury no one can afford.