Famous Werewolves In Mythology

Stephen's beloved Phoebe fell into a coma. To everyone, I became the villain—accused of harming her out of unrequited love for Stephen. Mute, I had no way to defend myself before Stephen locked me away in the basement. He said I would only be freed when Phoebe woke up. Broken and hopeless, I succumbed to fear and starvation, eventually developing amnesia. Day by day, my memories began to slip away. Yet, Stephen, tears in his eyes, begged me not to forget him. But all I wanted was to leave it all behind and keep moving forward.

"You don't love me, right? Then why are you getting mad when I'm being cozy with your brother?" Sarah asked with a playful smirk, while she took a dangerous step towards the enraged Dominic. "You're engaged to my sister, not me! So stay the F*CK away!" Saying that, she turned around to leave when a hot and harrowing palm grabbed her neck and slammed his cold lips against hers as he furiously murmured, "I will KILL all of them who desire to have you." "You are mine, Sarah. Only Mine! Mine to fuck, Mine to play, and Mine to punish!"

"Sophie Patterson. Don't you dare walk away from me." Logan's menacing stare bore at me. I suddenly didn't feel drunk anymore. I sobered up quickly. "What, Logan? You're gonna tell me that you suddenly love me again? That you're here to sweep me off my feet? Please! I didn't need you all this time, and I don't need you now." He clenched his jaw, fisting his hands. "Enough. Stop being so damn stubborn. You know I do. I love you. I never stopped loving you, Sophie. It was always you." I left my hometown hoping to never see him again. I left with his baby still inside of me. Seven years after, and here I am again. Standing before him and a six-year-old wanting to know who his dad is, and asking me to marry him because everyone in his class but him and his best friend don't have a daddy.What am I supposed to do with all these feelings that are resurfacing? I'm realizing every day that I never got over him. I merely suppressed my feelings, and him telling me this now- in my face, just made things more complicated.

Despite being married for three years, Grace Lewis doesn't even get to hold hands with Benjamin Hawkins, let alone bear a child for him.After surviving a plane crash, Grace finds herself in the hospital, where she sees Benjamin accompanying another woman for a prenatal checkup. This makes Grace realize Benjamin's never had space in his heart for her.As soon as she ends the relationship, Grace changes back to the granddaughter of the world's wealthiest man. Since she can't be Benjamin's wife, she'll be his nemesis instead. She'd like to see who's the unworthy one now!

The beautiful Ashley Olden takes up a job as a nanny for a billionaire she can't stand, Henry Allen. Things turn around when she uncovers the secret about his unfaithful wife. Soon feelings begin to spark when he divorces his wife and Ashley begins to find the job of caring for baby Asher twice as hard. Henry is used to getting anything he wants and Ashley is no exception. However their love will have to endure the test of their denial, Henry's ruthless family and the world.

Gaining wealth and having everything you ever wanted at such a young age was not really heaven when you needed to deal with your past trauma and intense fear of abandonment by your loved ones. Because money might allow you to impress someone temporarily, but without commitment, the other person might suffer and leave. That was the case for Nathaniel Anderson (Niel), a narcissistic young billionaire who became the sole heir of his late grandfather's inheritance, making him richer than his own parents who abandoned him when he was just a baby. He had a long crush on Haylee Johnson, his classmate during high school. During senior year, she got into trouble and her mother chased her away from home. Being deeply in love with her, Niel rescued her and sheltered her, giving her everything he could, except for one, his love. He couldn't give his love to her for fear that she might one day abandon him. So, to make her stay, he gaslighted her unintentionally, making her thought that she would be an ungrateful person if she ever leaves him. However, being young and wild, Niel couldn't resist the temptation of having a good time and playing around with the other girls. He dated a lot of them, but nothing lasted, which convinced him even more, that the same thing would happen if he ever date Haylee. So, he decided strictly to not date her despite knowing that she loved him too. Would Haylee stay inside such a painful meaningless relationship and convinced Niel to commit to her? Or would she leave and find a better man for herself?

My name is Joshua, I used to be a simple man living in my own small world with my foster parents but that world collapsed when I found out my true parentage, the only child of a very famous and rich business. In time I found out that my real parents murdered by those that claim to be the most 3 powerful and forbidden families in the country and from then,I knew I had to change to avenge my parents and I became the perfect unfeeling CEO in my parents company dedicating the rest of my life to growing my company and getting revenge on the 3 forbidden families. My name is Ysabelle and once upon a time, I was a rich daughter of a business mogul but things changed when we lost everything to father's gambling habits. I a bid to help my family recover it's lost status, I took a job as a manager to the ruthless CEO, Joshua. But in time, I realized that buried under the hatred and ruthlessness. Joshua had a kind heart and charm no could ever resist, not even the strong and persistent me. Will Joshua be able to grow his parents company and enact the perfect revenge on the the three forbidden families? Will Ysabelle succeed in reinstating her family's lost glory and will she be able to open to her managers closed heart to a feeling love?

Constant head splitting headaches, random joint pains,. dizziness and lightheadedness. it was symptoms I know just too well. The blue rose illness. The vile disease that robbed me of my mother. And now I think it's coming for my life too. My name is Ivy and I have the blue rose illness. Funny right? I can't believe I have less than thirty days to live. ************ Prince Emiliano "You are sick? Since when?" "I am sorry." "Keep that for later—I will never give you the permission to leave me. You can never leave me. Do you understand Ivy? Don't you dare."

I always found myself stuck in a cold room, I don't remember if I was dragged here or I came here myself. Still, I try my best not to give up and walk out of the room and my fault is I always left that door of the room open. "What do you want wealth? Fame? Beauty?" "Just a happy family" ".." "Can you give me that? a happy family in which I can have a father who can spoil me and a mother who can praise me and dress me like a princess" ...... "You should have taken the easy path" "Don't talk like you left me something to choose" "Then you should have tried for a comfortable life" "That's not in my story" ... Seraphina William, I am the daughter of Emily William, and I.. will chase my destiny. *NO-RAPE-ABUSIVE-RELATIONSHIP* Book cover doesn't belong to me credit goes to the creator. Daily update^^ Contact me on Discord- StrangePeace#2394Seraphina William, I am the daughter of Emily William, and I.. will chase my destiny.*NO-RAPE-ABUSIVE-RELATIONSHIP*The book cover doesn't belong to me credit goes to the creator.Daily update^^Contact me on Discord- StrangePeace#2394

My husband's first love had been trapped in a car for an hour. After they pulled her out, his rage shifted onto me. “It’s your fault she got hurt,” he spat, his eyes blazing as he grabbed me. Before I could make sense of what was happening, he forced me into a wooden box, slamming the lid down with a deafening crack. “You’re going to feel every ounce of the pain she went through,” he hissed, nailing it shut. I pounded on the walls, my screams tearing through the air. “Please, I didn’t do anything! Let me out!” My throat burned with the effort, my fists aching, but nothing stopped him. “Stay in there until you’ve figured out how to act like a decent human being,” he said, his voice cold, dripping with contempt. Hours passed. My body twisted unnaturally in the tight space, bones throbbing as blood smeared the wood beneath me. I whispered into the dark, the pain unbearable. "Please… just let me out…" But he didn’t care. A week later, he returned, his laughter echoing with hers as they entered the house, carefree from their trip. He finally opened the box. But by then, I was already gone. The woman he locked away was no longer breathing, no longer pleading. Just a cold, silent corpse.