Do Cats Knot When Mating

The life trial system "If You Think You Can Do Better, Prove It" burst onto the scene like a traveling circus promising wonders. The idea was plain enough: "If you reckon someone's life is a mess, and you think you can do better, go ahead and prove it. There's a reward waiting if you do." Before I knew it, my whole family had me pegged for the fool in the middle of the show. There was my mother, dreaming of turning me into some grand goose; my husband, who'd spent years dodging his rightful share of the family load; and my son, mortified by the very sight of me. They shoved me onto the "judgment seat" like I was the villain of the tale. Every last one of them swore up and down that, given my place, they'd manage my life better than I ever could. The stakes? Well, if they pulled it off, my consciousness would be erased—gone, wiped out like a mistake on a chalkboard—and turned into their personal servant. On top of that, they'd waltz off with a cool million dollars. But if they couldn't? Then I'd be the one raking in three million dollars. Now that's a gamble for the ages, isn't it?

Grávida de nove meses, vi a amada do meu marido se mudar para a nossa casa com uma desculpa qualquer. Ela fingia sofrimento sempre que me via, e ele me acusava de exibir a barriga só para provocá-la. — A Rafa já sofre demais! E você ainda exibe essa barriga enorme só pra machucar! Só vai aprender se eu te der uma lição. — Rosnou ele, com frieza. Sem hesitar, mandou me trancar no sótão e proibiu qualquer um de me trazer comida. Supliquei, dizendo que os gêmeos estavam grandes, que o médico havia pedido minha internação urgente, pois o parto podia acontecer a qualquer momento. Mas ele apenas riu como se eu estivesse contando alguma piada tola. — Ainda faltam três dias pro parto. Não inventa desculpa para escapar! Vai pro sótão pensar bem no que você fez! Isso é o mínimo, depois do que fez com a Rafa! — Ele insistiu, ignorando completamente a minha dor. No sótão escuro, gritei até minhas unhas se quebrarem na porta. No silêncio sufocante, as contrações rasgavam meu corpo, cada onda de dor parecia não ter fim. Coberta de sangue, exausta e ainda presa, percebi que meu filho não sobreviveria. Três dias depois, enquanto tentava tomar um mingau, meu marido, já incomodado, comentou com desprezo: — Manda a Joyce descer para me preparar o mingau, e depois vá pedir desculpas à Rafa. Se ela pedir de um jeito decente, pode até levar ela pro hospital na hora de parir. Mas ninguém respondeu, pois o sangue já escorria do sótão, degrau por degrau, inundando a casa num silêncio mais aterrador que qualquer grito.

Scarlett was supposed to walk down the aisle in white silk, glowing with love and a secret growing inside her. Instead, she walked out of a hospital with shaking hands, a shattered heartbeat, and a womb that would never feel the flutter she had been so excited to announce. Her fairytale didn’t just crack. It detonated. On the same day she should have become a wife, she became a woman drowning in betrayal—betrayal delivered by the very man who had once fixed her broken-down car and promised her a forever. While the world demanded answers from Daniel Cross, the perfect fiancé on camera, Scarlett hid in a borrowed guest room, wearing a stranger’s dress and a grief no one could soothe. But heartbreak has a way of sharpening bones.

On the day of our wedding, Liam Hopkins’ childhood sweetheart stood by the bridge, threatening to take her own life. The moment he hung up the phone, he was ready to leave. Desperately, I clung to his sleeve. “Liam, if you walk out that door, it’s over between us!” “Diana! This is a matter of life and death. I’ll marry you, but don’t make a scene!” With those words, he turned and rushed away, leaving me standing alone. Determined, I spun around and completed the wedding vows with another man. But later, he dared to ask why I didn’t wait for him. I laughed coldly. “Belated love? It’s cheaper than dirt.”

"I've spent my entire career fighting for justice, but my heart just betrayed everything I stand for. I'm a lawyer, and I've fallen for the one person I should hate - the most notorious criminal in the country.

Depois de ser traída pela meia-irmã, Cathleen deixou o país e foi para o exterior. No entanto, no dia em que voltou para Nova York, ela foi convidada em casamento com o mesmo homem que pegou dormindo com sua meia-irmã há 3 anos. Cathleen concordou, pois se casaria com o homem para salvar sua avó e queria vingança, além de cortar laços com sua família. Para sua surpresa, o homem com quem ela se casou não era o mesmo que a traiu há 3 anos; era um homem diferente que ela nunca tinha visto. O que aconteceu com Finn? Como ela conseguirá sua vingança? Sua madrasta e meia-irmã descobriram que Finn não era o dono do Knight Group, então elas elaboraram um plano para fazer Cathleen se casar com o cachorrinho enquanto descobriam quem era o dono do Knight Group. Mas com Finn em fuga, com quem Cathleen se casou? Xavier foi considerado primo da fazenda; mal sabia a dupla de mãe e filha que ele era o figurão que procuravam.

SYNOPSIS He has Alexithymia; the inability to identify and describe ones emotions. He doesn’t understand what it means to feel happy or sad or excited neither does he know how to express them. Smiles and laughs are like riddles to him cause all he can understand is pain… nothing else but pain. He is Holden Smith, CEO of the biggest and most successful game company in China. She has Amnesia and Kleptomania ( the recurrent failure to resist the urge to steal). She steals whatever she comes across; gold, silver, wood, paper and even a needle. She also have a big horrible scar on her face which she does everything possible to keep from the world. Her name is Raven Scott. These two crosses part with each other, having one thing in common; they are BROKEN and DEPRESSED. Unknown to them, their lives got ruined due to one same horrible mistake done eighteen years ago… It’s a scar in their hearts enough to kill them…it’s their lethal guilt. But will they be able to heal?...

In a world where werewolves ruled, Magnus Grayson, a notorious womanizer, found himself mated to Lara Jade, a Beta known for her playgirl ways. Their clash of personalities and undeniable attraction led to a reluctant marriage under the Wolf Code. Despite this, they resisted fully embracing their bond. Just as their feelings began to grow, painful secrets from their pasts came to light. Discovering a deep-seated hatred rooted in their intertwined histories, they learned that Magnus was the son of Lara's father's mistress, and Lara was the daughter of Magnus' mother's lover. Faced with this truth, they chose to sever their mate bond, risking their lives as per werewolf tradition, where one must perish.

A certified fuckboy, 'yan si Nicklaus Royce Villasis. Hindi siya kontento sa isa, gusto niya maraming putahe ang nakahain sa kanya. Kaya nagimbal siya ng sabihin ng kanyang ama na ikakasal na siya! Sa babaeng mas lalaki pa kung manapak sa kanya! Fuck! Mababaliw na siya. Ang kalayaang ine-enjoy niya mukhang matitigil na, at ayaw niyang mangyari 'yon dahil alam niya sa sarili na kahit kailan hindi siya makokontento sa isa. Pero mukhang kakainin niya ang lahat ng sinabi ng ma-in love siya sa asawa!

Harry Pate fails in his plan to secure a fortune from my family. He tries to drug me, hand me over to his friends, and even film it to control me. Luckily, a kind netizen overhears him plotting with his mistress at a restaurant. The netizen posts a missing person alert online. "Please share widely. Looking for Freya White. Her boyfriend is trying to drug and assault her." I see the post and quietly pour the drug into the pot they are about to drink from.