Novel & Cerita Goodbye Letter To A Best Friend

Ellaria Bravemoon loved her husband despite all the reasons she knew she shouldn’t. She gave him five years, her loyalty, and her whole heart. He gave her a contract, a title, and nothing else. Arren Pierce was the Alpha of one of the most powerful Sectors in the werewolf realm, and his wife… was nothing but a placeholder at his side. When Ellaria discovers she’s pregnant with Arren’s twins, she thinks it might finally change things between them. Instead he accuses her of an affair, puts her under house arrest, and walks away with his true fated mate. She loses everything. And when she finally decides to leave, she discovers that the man she has loved in silence for five years isn’t as indifferent as he always pretended to be. But some things, once broken, cannot simply be undone.

As I lay limp in the man’s arms, my face flushed red. I could not help but let his oil-covered hands move over my body. “No… That tickles…” I whined and shuddered because the oil felt hot on my skin. His hands tightened around my thighs as he leaned in and whispered in my ears, “Be good, Claudia. Repeater students face a lot of pressure. Spread your legs. I’ll help you relieve your stress.”

It takes aliens long enough to arrive on earth. Victor made friends with one of them. Will he survive the whole alien inversion?

Content warning (18+): This isn't your clean romance. It's messy, raw, burning with heats and intense. Enter at your own risk. ~~~ I didn't expect to be fucked by my best friend's dad after crashing at their lake house. They were out of the country and I came to recover from a heartbreak, but I ended up riding his cock all night. He rammed into my pussy as I screamed out my lungs, and the next morning, I sneaked out. Did everything to avoid running into him, but I soon find him sitting across the desk as my boss. I tried so hard to resist him, but I couldn't. I fingered myself in my office, shamelessly moaning his name. Turns out he watched through the camera, and he stopped me from cumming as a punishment for avoiding him. But I defied him, this time I cummed, fingers deep inside my pussy, warm sticky wetness dripping down the floor as I cum despite his raging voice through the intercom. Later, I suck him off to make it up to him, his fat thick cock fills my mouth, his precum spread through my tongue, he cums hard, thrusting into my throat. Then he rewarded me, spread me out on his desk and thrust into my dripping cunt, hard, painful, filling me to the hilt. I know I'm going to hell, I might as well just burn, so I let him use me however he wants. I take his cock without a word, spread for him anytime, until his daughter walks in on us.

My mother was dying. Her only wish before she passed was to see me married. For 27 days, I begged my girlfriend, Monica Teller, and she finally agreed to register for marriage with me on the 27th day. I waited at the courthouse until closing, but she never came. That same day, her childhood sweetheart, Gurney Barnes, posted their marriage certificate on social media. [Time sure flies. Three more days, and we'll have been married for a month.] It was then I finally realized that she had married her childhood sweetheart since the first day I started begging her. Not long after, an apology text from Monica buzzed on my phone. [I'm so sorry, Lincoln. Gurney's family was forcing him into marriage. I couldn't stand by and watch him get shackled to a stranger. Just give it three days. We'll file for divorce. Three days later, I'll marry you." Three days later, she showed up at the courthouse in a wedding gown, But the only thing waiting for her was my message. [Goodbye, Monica. May we never meet again.]

"I need an answer, Collins. Or is your guilt eating you up so bad that..." "There is no guilt," he deadpans, the weight of his words resting on my shoulders, making them sag in sorrow. "It was only a matter of time until you found out. I want to say I'm sorry, but that would be me lying..." Blood rushes to my ears. I can't believe what I'm hearing. "What? You're... you're not — " "No," he shrugs. "You brought this upon yourself." "Excuse me? I made you cheat?" "Yes." ----------------------- When hotshot billionaire mogul Collins Black propositions her to be his wife, twenty-two-year-old, script writer Anna Whitfield believes she's the luckiest woman on earth. But things quickly go sour when one year later, she discovers that Collins has been cheating on her with her best friend, Diana. What's worse? Collins proposes to Diana on a night which is supposed to be the most important night of her life. Enraged, and frustrated, Anna begs the nearest man she can find for a kiss to spite her ex-husband. But the man who obliges isn't just any man, but the most powerful mafia don in Russia. Viktor Ivanov. [NOTE: This is an ex-husband/mafia romance. You’re guaranteed to have a swell time reading. Do enjoy]

I was about to get married, but my boyfriend of nine years had no idea. Why? All because his recently divorced ex-girlfriend waltzed back into town, and he threw himself into her life without hesitation. The knight in shining armor was back, ready to save the day. The moment they saw each other, it was like a scene from a bad romance novel. Their gazes lingered, sparks flying, the kind that screamed, “Oh, we’re soulmates reunited.” To welcome her back, he had 9,999 Juliet roses flown in to decorate her room. Why? All because it was a promise he had made to her long ago. How sweet. Except for one small problem: I’m severely allergic to pollen. When I woke up in the hospital after an emergency rescue, I didn’t cry, yell, or demand answers. No, I pulled out my phone and texted my parents, "Please help me arrange a marriage. I’m done."

The ocean is quiet, the smell of the fresh air and the coldness of the wind that makes my heart float from mid-air. The sound of the waves that is splashing on the shore, the warm water from the ocean that gently touched my toes. I stared at the sky to prevent the tears from crawling down to my lashes. " I'm ready Dilan" " phew" I released a heavy sigh " this is it" I stood up and walked slowly near the shore. " hey stop!! Stop" I heard someone shouted, but I don't care at all, right now all I need is to remove all the pain that I am feeling right now, I need to end this suffering, I need to follow him I loved him. " Hey what do you think you are doing, " the man wearing a black polo shirt said as he pulled me back to the shore " I... I want to end this," I said as I cry like a baby " Hey mung, don't do that.. think of your family, friends," he said I don't even know this person and why the heck is he invading my life I stared at him and I was shocked when I saw his face, am I dreaming? Is this real? What the hell? There are things that science can't explain. Is this a blessing from up above? Or did Dilan gave me this man because he knows that I will be lonely without him? I find something interesting, Dilan gave me something to treasure, to love and to trust.

When my ex-boyfriend leaks my sextape and my family expects me to die from shame, here’s what I do: I tell the old creep trying to buy me to fuck off, get myself thrown out, and fly across the country to my best friend’s mansion to figure out my next move. What I DON’T expect is to walk in on Knox Reid—my best friend’s ex-military billionaire father—stroking his cock to my viral sex tape. I should be horrified. Humiliated. Instead, I’m soaking wet and completely mesmerized. And for the first time since my life exploded, I feel powerful. He catches me staring. Doesn’t stop. Keeps stroking, harder, faster, his dark eyes locked on mine until he comes all over himself. That forbidden moment changes everything. Spending the holidays at Knox’s mansion was supposed to be my escape—a place to hide while the scandal blows over. Instead, it becomes my rebellion. Now I want him fucking me everywhere, against the frosted windows, on his desk, in front of the fire while my best friend party’s outside. I want to feel alive again, and Knox makes me burn in all the best ways. But he’s my best friend’s estranged father trying to fix their relationship. And I’m trying to rebuild my shattered life, not destroy it again. We should stop, but we can’t. He’s forbidden. He’s mine. And he’s all I want for the holidays…and maybe for the rest of my life.

Wayne Rivers is the weakest wolf in Ironclaw-eighteen years old without unawakened wolf, a disgrace in a world where power is everything. The only person who ever made him feel seen is Ren Storm… his alpha, best friend, and the man he loves in secret. On the night of his awakening ceremony, Ren rejects him and shatters him before the entire pack. Heartbroken, Wayne runs into the forbidden woods where soul-hunting creatures wait to claim what’s left of him. But a forgotten stranger drags him back from death, and neither of them realizes the truth between them is already shifting fate. And Ren is about to wish he never let him go.