Dr Glass : Scp

On my birthday, my adopted sister, Sophia Norris, frames me for soiling her dress and causing her to not be able to attend the banquet. My older brothers, Gerald and Gary Moore, immediately demand that I give my gown to Sophia. Otherwise, they will cancel the birthday banquet. Furious, I point at them while screaming, "I didn't ruin her dress at all! She was the one who splashed red wine onto it! "Also, I will never give my gown to her! My best friend designed it for me!" As soon as my words fall, Gerald commands the bodyguards to tear the gown from my body. At the same time, Gary picks up a wine glass and dumps red wine onto my face. "It's bad enough that you constantly bully Sophia! Today, her crush, Zachary Green, will be attending the banquet too! Do you have any idea how long she has prepared for this day to come?" Gerald adds, "A vile woman like you doesn't have the right to be born, let alone celebrate your birthday!" After that, a few bodyguards drag me into the basement. Immediately, pitch-black darkness swallows me. I have severe asthma. Breathing becomes insanely difficult for me as seconds tick by. I keep screaming loudly and calling for help, but all I hear is laughter coming from the banquet upstairs. It isn't until the banquet is well underway that Gerald and Gary remember that I exist. But I've already died in the cramped basement.

Sieben Jahre Ehe. Maximilian von Falken behandelte sie kalt wie Eis, doch Clara begegnete ihm stets mit einem Lächeln. Weil sie ihn zutiefst liebte. Sie glaubte, eines Tages sein Herz erwärmen zu können. Doch alles, was sie erntete, war seine bedingungslose Liebe zu einer anderen Frau, die er mit allen Mitteln beschützte. Verzweifelt kämpfte sie weiter um ihre Ehe. Bis zu jenem Tag – ihrem Geburtstag. Sie war tausende Kilometer gereist, um ihn und ihre Tochter im Ausland zu besuchen. Er aber nahm ihre Tochter mit, um jene andere Frau zu treffen, und ließ sie allein im leeren Haus zurück. Da starb endgültig etwas in ihr. Als ihre eigenhändig großgezogene Tochter verlangte, die andere Frau solle ihre Mama werden, brach Clara das Herz. Sie setzte die Scheidungsvereinbarung auf, verzichtete auf das Sorgerecht und ging ohne einen Blick zurück. Von da an kümmerte sie sich nicht mehr um Maximilian und Tochter, sondern wartete nur noch darauf, dass die Scheidung vollzogen würde. Sie gab die Familie auf und kehrte zu ihrer Karriere zurück. Die einst von allen verachtete Frau verdiente mühelos ein Milliardenvermögen. Doch sie wartete und wartete – die Scheidung wurde nicht nur nicht vollzogen, der Mann, der früher nie nach Hause wollte, kam plötzlich immer häufiger zurück und klammerte sich immer fester an sie. Als er erfuhr, dass sie die Scheidung wollte, drängte der sonst so vornehm-kalte Mann sie in eine Ecke: „Scheidung? Das kommt nicht in Frage. “

At the contract-signing meeting, a major client casually asks our new technician if she can handle her alcohol. She immediately pours a glass of red wine over his head and says coolly, "This sort of socializing is a bad habit. I'm putting an end to it." Leon Langley, a top client who brings the company 300 million dollars in annual revenue, flies into a rage and tears up the contract on the spot. As the project lead, I bend over backward to apologize and drink with Mr. Langley until I'm hospitalized with gastric bleeding—just to salvage the deal. When I report the incident to my boss, he scolds me instead. "As the person in charge, you nearly ruined the project. Forget the three-million-dollar commission we planned to give you. Consider this a warning." After that, I put Hannah Storrie's name on the department's downsizing review list. She sneers. "I'm a top talent the boss poached at great expense. I'm not some cheap hostess who survives by smiling and drinking like you. "Firing me would be throwing the company down the drain. When that happens, you'll be begging me to come back." I ignore her. However, when the review period ends, the name on the layoff list turns out to be mine. My boss seizes the opportunity to announce that Hannah will replace me as the new sales director. "Clients are extremely important to us. You don't seriously think you're capable of landing them, do you? "Hannah's is more qualified, more tech-savvy, and prettier than you. She's clearly the better choice." I simply smile, turn around, and dial a number.

Allyson just needs more money to pay off her father's debts and his diabetes medication. She gets a job as an exotic dancer at the Venus nightclub while working in a law office and going to college. It's a lot for a girl of only twenty-six, but she has a dream. To be a lawyer and defend the innocent. In her office, her boss and CEO Peter Fletcher is her role model. He is a wealthy and successful lawyer who inspires her life and makes her sigh. What Allyson doesn't know is that Peter is watching her in silence and for a very special reason: He wants to turn her into a werewolf like him and be faithful to her until the end of time. One night, he decides to give himself a present: A night of fun, after all the hard work, and suddenly he sees his beautiful employee, the one he wants so much, coming in from the side of the Venus nightclub. Peter is curious to know what she's doing there. He thinks she might be making drinks or mopping the floor, but to his surprise, Allyson is the most beautiful dancer in the club. Peter orders her to be promoted to his personal assistant in the office, without her knowing that he saw her behind the glass in the complete darkness of the nightclub. One night on her way home, Allyson is silently escorted by her wolf during the full moon. But they don't realize that she's going to be mugged and, in the midst of the alpha's fury, seeing his chosen one in danger, he transforms and injures the man, biting Allyson unintentionally. From then on, Allyson's adventure through an unknown and dangerous world begins, leading her into the arms of her alpha.

I never thought I'd end up severely injured and lose my baby on my wedding day. That day, I walked toward my husband full of excitement, only to watch him rush right past me and straight into the arms of his secretary. Confused, I turned around and saw someone in a wedding dress lying on the ground, blood pooling beneath her. It was his secretary, Quinn Fable. Steve York, my soon-to-be husband, panicked and scooped her up, but Quinn stared at me with tearful eyes, crying, “Summer, I ate the candy you gave me… Why would you want to hurt my baby? Please, Steve, save our child… please…” Steve was beside himself with rage. Without a second thought, he kicked me hard in the stomach. I collapsed into the champagne tower, shards of glass embedding into my skin. Blood poured from between my legs. Yet, they still clung to each other, crying bitterly as if I didn't exist. When the ambulance arrived, they didn't even hesitate to push me aside to save her first. “Forget about her!” Steve shouted. “Save Quinn! She's lost so much blood. She must be in terrible pain! As for Summer, that vicious witch… she deserves to die!” Due to the delay, I suffered a ruptured uterus and missed the window for proper treatment. And as if that wasn't enough, Steve personally announced that our marriage was null and void. He marched straight to the clerk's office with Quinn and made it official. On my ICU bed, I received a text from him. “Pack your things and get out. Quinn wants you out of her sight.”

My father-in-law said he wanted to experience "how the young folks have fun these days," so I took him to my wife's newly opened upscale cocktail bar for a quiet drink. I’d just finished ordering him a custom cocktail when a man from a booth across the room swaggered over, glass in hand. His eyes scanned the drink menu on our table, and a condescending smirk twisted his lips. "Only ordering the cheapest well drinks?" he sneered. "Brought the old man here to enjoy the free air conditioning? Trash like you belongs in a dive bar. Who even let you in here?" Anger burned in my chest. I stood up, my jaw clenched. "We're paying customers. What's it to you?" But before I could say another word, his face darkened with pure rage. He snatched the half-finished beer bottle from our table and smashed it on my head. "My girl owns this place!" he snarled. "Even if I crack your skull open, I can afford the payout! You filthy pauper—either get on your knees and lick my shoes dry, or get the hell out of my sight. You're an eyesore." The beer dripped down my face. My hands trembled with fury as I wiped it away. Then, a cold calm settled over me. I opened my phone, switched to the camera, and went live. "Alright, everyone," I said into the screen. "You won't want to miss this. We're going live to catch my cheating wife and see the double life she's been leading."

After my sister's death, I signed a five-year contract marriage with her mafia husband, Horton Falcone. I became the stepmother to my five-year-old nephew, Luca. On my birthday, I wore my late sister's diamond cross necklace, not realizing what it was. At the family dinner, Luca walked up to me with a glass of red wine and threw the wine in my face. The red wine dripped down my cheeks, its sharp scent stinging my eyes and staining my white dress. He tilted his head back to look up at me, his eyes as cold and cruel as his father's. "Don't think you can replace my mom just because you married into the Falcone family," he said with a malicious grin. "You're the reason she's dead." "I wish you were the one who died. Then I could smash your gravestone instead of celebrating this stupid birthday." "I swear, when I grow up, the first thing I'll do is dump you in the Hudson River myself!" The memory stung as sharply as the wine, and all I could taste was despair. I stared at the child I had spent five years raising as my own, a sharp pain pulsing in my chest. I had thought I could devote myself to the Falcone family, that I could win him over with my love. But now, I was just so tired of it all. It was a family with no love, a child who saw me as his mortal enemy. I stopped deluding myself. It was time to let go. But after I left, that arrogant father and son came crawling back to me like whipped dogs, begging for my forgiveness.

Sarah Miller spent three years as the invisible and neglected wife of Jason Vanguard. The story begins when Jason serves her divorce papers to marry the socialite Elena Vance. believing Sarah is a penniless nobody. However. the divorce triggers the secret Vanguard Pact of 1995. Sarah discovers she is the heiress to a hidden 30-billion-dollar fortune. Supported by her childhood protector. Julian Thorne. Sarah sheds her timid persona and begins a brutal corporate takeover. She systematically dismantles Jason’s empire and humiliates her enemies in public "face-slapping" revelations. As Sarah rises to power. she uncovers a dark family conspiracy. Her father. Arthur. faked her mother’s death to hide his own crimes. and Sarah eventually finds her sister. Lily. who was hidden away for years. The conflict escalates when Sarah discovers her mother. Catherine. is actually alive and is the true villain of the story. Catherine is a cold mastermind who has been pulling the strings of both families from the shadows. She views Sarah as a rival and uses deepfakes. holograms. and identity theft to frame Sarah for global crimes in an attempt to steal the 30 billion dollars. The final battle takes Sarah from Singapore to London. where she survives assassination attempts and psychological warfare. Sarah eventually locates her Aunt Rose. the only person with the legal authority to override Catherine’s control. In a final showdown. Sarah triggers a financial "Poison Pill" that bankrupts her mother and leaves Jason paralyzed and imprisoned. Sarah emerges as the "Glass Queen." an independent titan who turns her corrupt family legacy into a global foundation. She finally finds peace and a true partnership with Julian. having destroyed the ghosts of her past.

Olivia Cross was born broken, suffering from a birth defect unheard of among her kind. She is left weak and without a scent, a misfit in a pack full of strong wolves. She doesn't belong, she'll never be worthy. And her mates make sure she knows it. Kaden Stone, the future Alpha of Glass Lake pack and Declan Connor, his future Beta, can't scent Olivia as their mate. But she's known they're hers for years. Unable to prove her claim, Olivia watches them with others while she suffers in silence. Until one night, one mistake, changes everything. Forced to finally admit the truth of their bond, Olivia is crushed when they cruelly refuse her claim. Devastated, she leaves the pack, taking one last secret with her. Free of her past, Olivia finds healing and strength, even becoming Beta Female to her brother's pack. But when she's forced to return home, she must face her mates as they learn the truth of their bond and the secret she took with her when she left. With unseen enemies threatening their pack, can Kaden and Declan win back their mate while keeping their people safe? Can the three work together to save their pack and their bond? As the bounds of forgiveness are tested, can the three find happiness in a future that looks nothing like they planned? Or will they all fall victim to their Tryst of Fate? Also check out: An Unwanted Fate- Completed A Tangled Fate: Bound By Her Betas- Completed A Cruel Fate: Her Gamma's Regret- Completed Resisting The Alpha Triplets- Completed The Alpha's Abandoned Luna And The Twin Flames- Completed

It's hard to tell who has your back, from who has it long enough just to stab you in it.... "Why are you making it so difficult?" I screeched on top of my lungs. God, why does he have to make everything so difficult? "I'm your boss and you're responsible to follow my orders. You have no authority to defy me." He snarled, his hands balled into fists. "Are you even listening to your baseless blabbering?" "Shut the up!" He roared with pure antagonism and fisted his hand on the glass painting that hung by the wall. I gasped at the sight of glasses shattered into tiny pieces, droplets of blood oozing down his knuckles. His jaw was clenched as he shot daggers to my eyes, not because of the pain that was inflicted from the quick punch, but the remembrance of my betrayal. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Mystery. Romance. Deception. It's a famous saying that, hate is a strong emotion- so is love. You can only hate someone you place in high esteem since you care about what they think. Just when Evelyn Williams thought she could bring some light into her miserable life, destiny played its cruel game again, bringing her back to the place where she started. Five years later, she is forced to work with one and only Xavier Blake Knight, the one who remembers how Evelyn Williams has broken his heart. After what she did to him, would she be able to look into his eyes? Unbearable secrets will be revealed with a mixture of irresistible desires. Desires that Evelyn fears would only deepen her wounds, but somehow heal Xavier's.