Enough Is Enough The Loud House Mga Nobela at Kwento

The day Jack Prescott's family went "bankrupt," he dumped me on the spot. "My mom's house is getting auctioned. I don't want you dragged into this." I actually bought it. Went against my family and stuck by him, slinging street food just to scrape by. "Don't stress. I'll help you buy it back." Three years of nonstop work—burn scars up and down my arms—and I finally scraped together a small fortune. The day we were supposed to sign the papers, I caught him on the phone. "Jack, you coming back?" some guy asked. Jack flicked his cigarette, all smug. "What's the rush? I'm still milking this sad little simp. She's totally whipped. It just keeps getting funnier." All that time, all that love? Just a joke to him.

After I was reborn, I dumped the cheating bastard and married his older twin brother. But as it turns out, I still picked the wrong man. In my past life, I married Maxwell Vaughan, the younger twin. Not long after our wedding, he started sleeping with Kelly Sloan, the maid's daughter. For her, he set the house on fire while I was sleeping. I woke up burned beyond recognition. Amoura, the world-famous lingerie brand, dropped me overnight. Just like that, my modeling career was over. This time, I chose Charlie Vaughan, the older twin. We were in sync and deeply in love. I thought I'd finally made it, that I'd rise to the top and become the supermodel I was meant to be. But the night before my Amoura runway show, my face was burned again. Charlie uncovered the truth quickly and had Maxwell arrested. For a moment, I thought I'd made the right choice this time. Six years later, I overhear something I was never meant to hear as Charlie tucks our sons, Declan and Dylan Vaughan, into bed. "Dad, Uncle Max already took the fall for Kelly. So why did she have to leave the country? Couldn't she have stayed here with us?" "Yeah, Dad. We still want Kelly to be our mom. We hate that freak!" Charlie pulls Declan and Dylan into his arms. His gaze softens with sorrow, then hardens with quiet resolve. "I already betrayed your mom once for Kelly. I'll spend the rest of my life to make it right." A rush of emotion surged through me, the pain cutting deeper than the fire ever did. For six years of marriage and eight years of love, I've been nothing more than a joke. Only now do I see it—Charlie loved Kelly all along, just like Maxwell did. Our marriage was nothing more than a matter of convenience. Even Declan and Dylan call me a freak and wish Kelly were their mother. If that's how it is, then so be it. I'm done with all three of them.

The boy, George Larson, whom I once saved as a child, when he was struggling with asthma, repaid my kindness by imprisoning me for seven long years. "Luna, you're my everything. I won’t let you out of my sight," he said, his voice filled with obsession. He tied my hands and feet, keeping me bound to the bed like a helpless doll, but I did not love him; I wanted to escape. In his madness, he set fire to my family’s ancestral home. The last traces of the Sachs burned to ashes, disappearing into the wind. He said that since my home was gone, I could just live with him and that it would be my new home. However, because I refused to let him touch me, he found someone else—a girl with a beauty mark under her eye, just like mine. The girl, drunk on his affection, thought I was trying to imitate her by faking the same tear-shaped mark. In a fit of jealousy, she gouged out my eyes. My face was covered with tiny, bleeding holes, blood streaming down my body. When George came home, the girl gleefully stuffed me into a trash bag, proud of her handiwork. “George, look! I caught some trash that broke into the house!” George did not even glance at me. He just loosened his tie, his voice calm and detached. “Just toss it where trash belongs.”

"You're mine, spread your legs and take it!" "James, please..." "James? Is he your man?" "You're mine, and I'll keep f**king you until you forget about him!" ....... On her birthday, she was drugged, and her sister got into bed with her fiancé and became pregnant with his child, while she lost her virgin to a stranger in the neighboring room. Ten months later, she gave birth to a baby, and the next day, the baby's daddy came looking for her. "Do you have a house and savings?" she asked. The man looked puzzled. She accepted her fate and said, "Well, I guess I'm unlucky. From today on, I'll be responsible for earning money to support the family, and you'll be in charge of taking care of our baby." Seeing him idle all day but always dressed in designer clothes and frequenting nightclubs, she wondered how he could afford such a lifestyle without working. The answer was obvious: he must be a gigolo! "Well, if he's a gigolo, so be it. I'll just buy him some supplements and let him earn more money to support our child." But who could have told her that the man she was supporting turned out to be a billionaire, the richest man in the town... And he was also a werewolf! So wait, her baby is a Hybrid? ***The book will be continued within a week***

Ravelle was born to fulfill a prophecy—destined to become the Alpha King who would unite all packs. At least, that’s what her parents believed. They expected a son. Instead, Ravelle was born female—into a brutal world where women are taught to bow, obey, and offer themselves to power-hungry males who treat them like disposable breeding stock. When she is bound to Kei, a ruthless Alpha obsessed with power, her parents expect her to kneel and accept him. Ravelle rejects him publicly, branding him what all Alphas truly are—selfish, domineering pricks with god complexes, power-hungry bastards who confuse cruelty with leadership and lust for ownership. Kei does not accept rejection. He would rather die than lose his claim to the throne. He is determined to tame her, to claim her, and to take his “rightful” place as Alpha King—because in his world, a woman can never rule. To him, Ravelle is not a ruler. She is a problem that needs to be tamed. What Kei doesn’t realize is that destiny has other plans. He is not meant to be Alpha King. He is meant to be her Alpha Queen. Ravelle is ready to dismantle a system that has fed on women’s suffering for generations. But desire complicates hate, and the line between domination and obsession begins to blur. Kei is everything she despises… and far more dangerous than she ever imagined. This is a story of rejection, obsession, power, and vengeance. A dark, steamy tale where love is war, fate is cursed, and the woman everyone tried to break becomes the monster who rules them all. Because if the world only respects beasts… Ravelle will be the most feared of them all.

I've been working for five years now. This is the first time my mom takes the initiative to call me to go home for the holidays. So I travel home with heaps of luggage. Still, I manage to free one hand to produce an envelope filled with cash and give it to my mom. A grin blooms on her face instantly. But when she realizes that there's only ten thousand dollars in the envelope, her grin starts to falter. "Oh, it only makes sense that you're the most manipulative out of the bunch after all these years." I pause momentarily as I'm about to go through the front door. "You've been working for quite a few years now, and yet you only bring home ten thousand bucks. Meanwhile, Sabrina gave us 100 thousand dollars in her first year of working a nice job. Having a bachelor's degree definitely pays off a lot!" Upon noticing how stunned I look, my mom yanks the gifts over right away. "Don't go around looking as though we owe you a life debt, Regina! See, Sabrina has better grades than you, and she doesn't have the intention of hiding anything from us. The gifts she always brings us are top-end supplements, so you should stop bringing us cheap stuff like this." I can only grip the hems of my shirt tightly. But the thing is, I'm the one with better scores back then…

Roxanne Rowan is a spiritual news editor. After an accident in the year twenty-two, Roxanne Rowan was able to see ghosts. She goes around trying to find a way to solve this ability. Her fear of ghosts makes her taciturn and closed off. During an encounter with evil spirits, Roxanne met Egan Griffith, the demon employee of hell. He has the task of catching the demons that are causing trouble in the living world to bring them to hell and punish them. According to the orders of the spirit world, if Roxanne wants to break the ability to see ghosts in her eyes, she must cooperate with Egan to catch the devil spirits. The contract is signed and many bad jokes happen. Roxanne's fate and secret are also revealed. She also realizes that demons come in two forms: disrupting people in the living world and trying to earn money in order to survive like a normal person. Every night, Roxanne has to lie in bed waiting for Egan to finish processing the documents for the company. She doesn’t think from an unequal partnership to rolling in bed so close together.

In my past life, I was a rare treasure: the only she-wolf capable of bearing a pureblood werewolf heir. That singular gift made me a prize, claimed by Leon, the Alpha of the formidable Silvermoon Pack in North America. Leon's ambition burned with the desire for a child. A pureblood heir, he believed, would secure his ascension to President Alpha—the supreme leader of all North American Lycan packs. But fate, as it often does, twisted his expectations. After ten long months, I birthed a pup with gray fur and gray eyes which was different to the golden-marked purebloods. By all standards, a low-ranking wolf. Simultaneously, my sister Eve, wedded to the rival Seurin Pack, delivered a golden-furred, golden-eyed pureblood. Leon's dream of becoming President Alpha shattered in an instant. From that moment, he harbored a strong hatred for me and my pup. He forced wolfsbane down our throats and ended our lives with a silver blade in a cold merciless way. Only in my dying breath did the horrifying truth reveal itself: my own sister had stolen my gift—the ability to bear purebloods—using dark magic, claiming it as her own. Now, I am reborn. I find myself reliving the day Leon and Seurin arrived to propose marriage. Just as before, Leon chose my sister Eve without hesitation. I saw it in his eyes—he remembers everything. He, too, has been reborn. But this time, I possess the knowledge. Without me, he will never father a pup—not pureblood, not even half-blood. Not even a mutt.

Omegas are better than a werewolf who can’t shift. Because then, what do you identify as? A human? Or a confused supernatural. For the lack of a wolf, Emily is rejected by her mate Ryder and chooses to end her life after running to her relative’s pack in shame. But why is this insanely hot werewolf claiming to be her mate? For Emily, she would never fantasize the thought of a mate ever again, or would she?

Accused of a murder she didn’t commit, Lyra—a gentle healer and omega—flees from a pack that only ever saw her as weak. But fate has different plans, leading her into the life of the ruthless Alpha Tristan of the Night Howlers pack. Drawn to the woman he believes is hiding deadly secrets, Tristan finds himself torn between his suspicions and a fierce desire he doesn’t understand. Trapped in a world of betrayals, hidden magic, and a dangerous prophecy, Lyra begins to unlock her true heritage—a power that can either save or doom them all. But when an ancient enemy returns to claim her life and everything she loves, she realizes that her bond with Tristan may be the only thing that can stop a war. As enemies circle closer, a terrifying choice looms: trust the mate who broke her heart or watch the entire realm burn. Will Lyra and Tristan defy their fates…or be consumed by them?