Eunoia Dress

I ended a pregnancy before it reached three months—and he never even knew. He was too busy rekindling things with his ex, still tangled in old flames. To make her feel comfortable, he gave her my master bedroom like it was nothing. He even turned what was supposed to be our engagement party into a welcome party for her. He let me become the laughingstock of everyone around us. So I turned away, cut up my engagement dress, and agreed to marry the man my family had chosen for me.

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

He pushed me to the wall and quickly guided me with both hands so that I couldn't escape "You are going no where, you can't escape from me today. I must have you, your body and soul is mine!" "please stop this, I have a boyfriend!". "Boyfriend? From today onwards, I will be the only one to make love to you". He tore the front part of my dress, revealing my bra that was holding my huge firm breasts in place. I attempted to cover up myself and run away but his grip on my hands was too strong. I kicked him at his manhood area and he was weakened and finally, I could escape. But as I ran to the door and tried to open it, I realized that it was locked with its key removed!!

Everyone has a dark past that you can never run from it. Theresa Young goes by the name of Terry may have left her dark past, but it still haunts her. Pretending to be a man, Terry became Odin King's hitman to gain unlimited resources to find a person. She killed countless people and stained her hands with blood Terry will do anything to find the woman who had ruined her. Her mind is filled with revenge and hatred for that woman she had to leave the people she cared about. When Terry was informed about the woman's whereabouts, she packed up and left California to go on a cruise ship. Disguise as a tourist and spot the person connected to her target, she was then bumped into someone she didn't unexpectedly make her heart race the moment her eyes met his ocean blue ones. Seth Wolfe, the second eldest among the Wolfe brothers and the playboy of the family, decided to follow Terry. He left without saying goodbye to his family and friends to follow the man he cared about. Seth was angry and upset that his best friend left him without saying anything and wanted an explanation. He followed Terry on a cruise ship, and he searched for him. Little did he know his eagerness ignored the people on the boat and accidentally bumped into a woman with the same pretty boy face as his best friend. One look at this woman made his heart race, and the thing between his legs jerked. That is until he realized this woman was his best friend in woman's clothing. Although Terry is a male, seeing him in a woman's dress made Seth feel something he had never expected towards a male or confused about his sexuality.

. "I WILL NOT WAKE HIM" My voice thunders through the large throne room. All who reside in it are brought to their knees. Cowering and bowing their heads. I take a sharp inhale and the wave of power leaves them and they return to their previous positions. Another member of my court approaches, I nod allowing her to come forward. Her long green dress, compliments her light brown hair and golden eyes. "Mara, what say you?" Alarich takes her hand and guides her forward "My beautiful queen, only your blood can wake him, if you see it fit to subdue him after and place him back to rest. My men and I will happily comply" I smile at her and Alarich. "You think it's that easy. I will not be weak. You know this and he will see to it I am, specially if I carry his child". Alarich places a gentle kiss to Mara's forehead. Grateful for his loves presence and offer. "Majesty your mark moves, it longs for him" She looks up at me with hopeful eyes. "Oh Mara, I cannot allow him back into the world. I am strong enough to take a rebellion on by myself, no one can kill me with this mark and no one else can hold it, whilst I'm alive. "You ask me to wake the only one who can kill me?"

For five years, Celia was nothing more than Alpha king’s secret lover, wearing her disliked dress and perfume, just because he like it on her. —until She overheard the truth: “She’s just a replacement. A gold digger.” "I chose her, just becuase she seems like you. She's your Substitute. Never deserved be a luna." Shattered, she walks away, vowing never to look back. But then—her instincts sharpen, her senses heighten, and Soren’s scent clings to her skin. ...Mate. Impossible. A wolfless girl like her could never be the Alpha King’s fated mate… right? * On the first day she left, he wasn’t worried. “She’ll come back.” “Don’t bother with it. She was just a substitute lover. A worthless gold digger.” But after a week… a month… three months… his panic set in. “Lock down the entire pack—find her at all costs… —Find my Luna!”

"Who are you?" tanong ni Arlon habang hawak sa braso ang isang bata na babae. "Let go of me. You scumbag!" The arrival of his daughter awakened a longing for connection and love that he had never known. He loved Charlotte unconditionally but found himself lost, unsure of how to bridge the gap that had formed between them. Umiiyak si Charlotte sa isang kwarto. Puno iyon ng mga laruan na pambata, stuff toys at puno ang closet niya ng magaganda na dress ngunit wala sa mga iyon ang nakakuha ng ngiti at attention ng batang si Charlotte. As fate intertwined their lives, the complexities of love, sacrifice, and the unbreakable bond of family began to unfold. In their journey through the trials of life, would they discover that true strength lies not in perfection, but in the messy, beautiful reality of loving one another? "Wala sa inyo ni Miss Ophelia ang nagmatch ng blood type ng bata. Paano nangyari iyon?" May isang babae ang umiiyak na tumatakbo patungo sa emergency room na talagang kamukha ng nagpakilala na ina ni Charlotte at nakasama niya ng gabi na iyon. Cordelia Monteveros the woman who have a mentally unstable and walang kakayahan makapagsalita. Putikan ang dulo ng suot nito na puting dress at nakapaa. Hinawakan siya ng babae, puno ng pag-aalala at paulit-ulit na hinila ang sleeve niya— gumawa ng mga hand sign language na talagang hindi maintindihan ni Arlon. Nanatili si Arlon na nakatingin sa babae na akala niya na hindi na niya na ulit makikita at doon narealize ni Arlon na nakagawa siya ng malaking pagkakamali. In a world where family ties are tested by secrets, control and power.

My mother is the Royal duchy and I am her sole heir. My mother was once deceived by my father, which nearly bankrupted our family. That bastard father of mine disappeared without a trace, taking the fortune he'd stolen from my mother and running off with his mistress. To prevent me from falling for the same kind of man in the future—to keep me from being fooled and robbed blind—my mother adopted two war orphans. She planned to raise them as potential husband candidates for me. But mother never knew the truth. These two men appeared respectful and obedient to her arrangements on the surface. But privately, they were both infatuated with my maid Josie. They constantly neglected me and made my life difficult, all to win her favor. My favorite, Marcus Reed, even gave up his own last name. He changed it to Josie's—Marcus Thompson. The betrayal cut deeper than I'd expected. Before mother died, she asked me the question I'd been dreading. "Which one do you want to choose as your husband?" But I had heard something interesting lately. There was a mafia heir—Vincent Rossi—who was notorious for his violence. He'd killed innocent people. Years of brutal fighting had left him severely injured. The doctors said he had less than six months to live. The mafia Rossi family wanted to marry him to a noblewoman before he died. I didn't hesitate to reach out to him. I offered an alliance through marriage. To my surprise, the Rossi family agreed. But on my wedding day, Marcus and the other candidate burst into the ceremony. They begged me to reconsider. "Please, don't do this!" Marcus shouted, his face desperate. "You can't marry him!" I stood there in my wedding dress, looking at the two men who had spent years ignoring me for my maid. Now they wanted me back? How interesting.

He pushed her strapless dress below her very ripe boobs as they were now out , seeking for attention . Her rounded, full and very pointed attractions .He moved his concentration down. His kisses had retracted to her neck , as it now headed for her very ripe full breast , her lips immediately engulfed her dark pointy niples as she moaned with his hand playing with the other .He bit on her nipples as she moaned out the feeling abit of Pain and pleasure , but the pain was pleasure and she wanted more. His hand had wondered down to her thighs and maybe more .She moaned in delight as hs hand reached her pleasure camp. She noticed his face now back to hers , Her hands lingered over his chest before they somehow found his belt , undoing it. ‘’Alicia…’’

“You know you want me too” He said, his voice was soft and deep sending a sensation through her wet body, his eyes keened on her as he kept her close in his arms. The water dripping down their body soaking them and revealing everything single thing under the thin dress she was wearing. Despite the cold water, she felt hot, she felt it was the place she ought to be. “You are mine” he whispered and tried to cave in but how could she, her time was him was gone, she was his ex-wife and now she had a husband and he also had a wife. What they were doing was an abomination but yet it felt so good, to be with him, to be in his arms, to kiss those lips again.