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She will reveal everything dirty her husband has done to her and get divorced. ML, who is suffering pains from childhood trauma, will get healed with FL around. If interested, you'are welcome to join the GOODNOVEL WORKSHOP group. https://www.f******k.com/groups/208103447982848 and please send your summary to: workshop@goodnovel.com

She said It wasn’t a question and i blinked in surprise. “How do you know that?” “Mr. Kane prepares thoroughly.” There it was again. Prepared. Everything in this house was prepared. Even me apparently. I walked toward the shelves slowly, dragging my fingers across the books carefully. “These are real first editions.” “Yes.” “People own these privately?” “Yes.” “Rich people genuinely live differently.” Mrs. Laurent said nothing. I turned toward her again. “So what exactly does Adrian do all day?”

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories. Please feel free to reach out to me through my social media pages. On my Face book page as Maramartha. And on my Instaagram as maramarthaa. While keeping an eye out for Calum’s story: To Seduce My Stepbrother, you can check out my other completed stories; 1. Mr Reluctant Billionaire. 2. Mrs Reluctant Billionaire 3. Erotic Shades Of Passion: a short erotic anthology. (This one is just 42 chapters).

Before George could finish, Father snatched up the bowl of broth and hurled it to the floor—bowl, soup, and all. "Shut your mouth!" He shot to his feet, eyes bloodshot like a raging lion—all trace of his earlier tenderness gone. "He is not my flesh and blood! He's the monster who killed Matthew! He's my enemy! I'd eat his flesh and sleep on his hide if I could! Say one more word about him in my presence, and you can pack your things and get the hell out of this house!"

That night, Kenna didn’t return. I’ve been alone for a long time, but for some reason, the empty room feels even more lonely. I sit on my bed, looking around the room. Maybe because it’s Kenna, or maybe she just got lucky, but our room is on the top floor, overlooking the small hills behind the big house. I’d heard that Kaylani and Everett had built their house there and that Fenian and Tesha had built one when they knew they were going to have a baby too. I have the window open, so I can smell the scents of fires burning in fireplaces in their homes. I imagine that both homes look like something out of a Hallmark movie. That’s really the only reference I have to homes with fireplaces. I had

Cherry I'm more frightened than ever. I am once more dragged from my room in the citadel, but we don't use the restroom. We instead make a left turn and head back toward the front entrance, where I can hear the rain pelting the house's metal exterior. I begin to ask, "Should we go outside—" but Henry cuts me off with a look. "Omegas are not to speak," he declares. I exhale quickly, swallow it, and then close my mouth.

Silent but aggressively tapping his leg, Glenn couldn't calm his anger, he glared at Bryan who was gulping a bottle of alcohol which he had smuggled from home to camp, since he was a minor and not allowed to have one. Summer stared worried at his uncommon temper, she wondered why his emotions were so heightened, May on the other hand, nervously squezzed her fingers worried about Emily and conflicted in her mind as to her decision for letting Emily go on her own.

He said he was going to kill me after fucking me. My mind grew lighter, my thoughts became hazier, and I almost didn’t notice the way his body shifted. Moving away from mine.He removed his hand and backed away.It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t standing on top of me anymore. And then I felt his touch on the insides of my legs.“Tell me, puppy, why do you sleep naked?” His voice was gentle, and so was his touch.“Because it makes your sleep better.”A spank landed on my thigh.“And is good for your skin,” I continued.Spank hit the other one as well.“Now, puppy, tell me again.” He took a break. “But this time without lying.”I grinned. If he wasn’t a fucking killer, we would’ve gott

Jacob replied. Soon, Isabella noticed an old abandoned, house far off in the distance, in desperate need for a new paint job. She shivered, as though, ice had replaced her spine. It looked like one of those haunted houses you saw in the movies. The cold air enveloped her entire body. The multiple layer of clothing could not protect against the deathly cold, and Samson tightened his hold on her. The walkway leading up to house were cracked. Weeds and dandelions poked out from these cracks. Vines formed a twisted maze upon the side of house, reaching their tentacles towards the roof. The house's walls showed black decay by neglect. Splotches of original paint hinted at the house former prosper