Hand Holding Lightning Bolt

"I love you so much Chelsey," Chad cried while holding the lifeless body of his beloved childhood sweetheart. It was heartbreaking for Kristina and Nathaniel to see their elder son crying while holding his girlfriend, Chelsey who was bathing with her own blood after a tragic vehicular accident. "I just can't believe it's actually happening now Nats," Kristina told her husband. Her heart is broken seeing how painful it was for her elder son Chad, grieving for his girlfriend's loss, who seemed to be his love since they were young. Chelsey and Chad's journey for love is like a roller coaster. Will they meet again, after this tragedy?

Three months since my husband, Julian Moretti, disappeared. I walked into his favorite den, the grief so deep it stole the air from my lungs. I just wanted to breathe him in, to find any trace of him that was left. Then I heard it. A familiar laugh. And the soft moan of a woman. Through a crack in the door, I saw him. My husband, the man "missing" for three months, had his hand tangled in another woman's hair. "Baby, just a little longer," he said. "Soon as I siphon enough cash from the family's books, we're gone. You and me." In his arms was Bianca, from the Rosso family. "What about your wife?" she purred. "Let her play the grieving widow. She's nothing without me anyway." My fists clenched. The world went quiet, my blood turning to ice. The next day, I put the word out to the entire Family. "I'm holding a memorial mass for my husband." At the service, he stormed in, a ghost returned from the grave, roaring that he was alive and there to take back what was his. But I was standing next to his uncle, Dante Moretti, and all I did was stare him down. "Then explain," I said, my voice cutting through the silence. "Explain the woman. Explain the money. Explain your betrayal... to the Family. And to me."

The new colleague at my company is a stingy mother. On her first day, she shows up with a huge pile of expired snacks that her son refused to eat and hands them out to everyone. Once we're done, she pulls out her PayPal and says, "These are all imported snacks for my son. I'll need 50 dollars from each of you." During a company team-building event, she refuses to participate, saying she has to go home to take care of her child. The day after, she comes over holding her phone and asks me for money. "I didn't eat with everyone yesterday. Since the company is footing the bill, just hand me the cash equivalent for my meal." Furious, I rejected her request immediately. What I fail to realize is that she would bear a grudge against me over it. One night, her son comes down with a high fever, so she calls me and requests a ride to the hospital using the company car. Once again, I refuse without a second thought. Because of the delay, her son suffers severe cognitive damage. She blames me for everything that happened. In a fit of rage, she ends up running me over with her car. As I open my eyes again, I find myself transported to her first day on the job.

My blood runs cold as he pulls me closer to him, "A fucken restraining order Shey!" he says through gritted teeth as his hold on me becomes harder. I try to pull myself out of his grip but I am pushed up against a wall, with his body pinning me beneath his. His hot breath on my neck as he inhales my perfume, he is holding my one hand behind my back as he tries to undress me with the other. "How will you ever learn Shey? You. Are. Mine!" I let out a whimper but his grip only got tighter. He pulls me away from the wall only to push my back against the wall, my cries for help being muffled by his harsh kiss as he pulls down my top and fondles my right . I move harshly under his grip as I try to come free but he only backs away and punches me in the face causing my body to be thrown to the floor. I hit the ground hard as I felt my body ache and tears start to fall, "Help!" I cry out "Can someone please help me!" I yell. I am then picked up by Bruno and thrown into the wall again, my cries becoming more agonising, "You are going to wish you never left me !"

She lied on the snow cover ground in front of me. Shivering and barely alive. I stared at her, curious of this simple little life before me. Her scent was all I could smell, which is how I found her. From the moment I had laid eyes on her in the lodge back at the ski resort, I knew that I had to have her. I shifted and quickly picked her up holding her close to my warm body and quickly made my way to the cabin near by. Matto had never found someone that intrigued him as much as she did. He still was unsure why, but all he knew was that it pained him to be away from her. Now holding her so close as she clung to life he found himself afrai the snow cover ground in front of me. Shivering and barely alive. I stared at her, curious of this simple little life before me. Her scent was all I could smell, which is how I found her. From the moment I had laid eyes on her in the lodge back at the ski resort, I knew that I had to have her. I shifted and quickly picked her up holding her close to my warm body and quickly made my way to the cabin near by.

His words pierced Freya's heart like needles. This was it, "Rejection". What she least expected. Has her life not been tampered with enough?  This was going to be the end of it, she has said to herself, but here she was, like a used tissue paper. She bowed her head in shame. This wasn't a dream, he really expressed his dislike towards her. He didn't feel an ounce of love for her, why then did he mate with her He was really disgusting. She raised her head up when the crowd made some noise.  He stood before the crowd, holding the hand of a lady.  "From today onwards, here is one I choose as my Luna," he announced with a wise smile. Freya glanced at him with red eyes. Her gaze moved to the lady he was holding. Her heart sank immediately when she saw her face. Reyna was the Luna he chose. Her eyes widened in shock, "so this is true". . . . Do you think the moon goddess will have someone far better than her fated mate? And what do you think will happen when Freya discovers that his fated mate and her best friend were the ones who orchestrated her parents' deaths so they can take over the pack? Will she still accept him or fight to regain her position as the true Luna of the pack?

"Go after them! Don't let her escape, the mother and daughter must be killed." The sound of the chase continued to come from behind. The woman clutched her newborn baby in her arms and dashed forward. The thorns on both sides pricked her legs and bruised her body, but she could care less about that. No one can hurt her daughter, no one!!! However, the one chasing behind her was her husband, the most powerful Alpha in the wolf pack, how could she, a human, be his opponent? Looking at the cliff in front of her, she closed her eyes in despair. Suddenly, there was a "whoosh". A long, cold arrow cut through the sky. With a "poof" sound, the arrow directly pierced into the woman's shoulder. "Ah..." the woman screamed, fell to the ground, the baby in her arms flew out, and was hanging on the edge of the cliff. "Owwww, owwww..." the newborn baby girl cried out in pain. "No!" The woman exclaimed, ignoring her injuries and crawling over like a madman to get her back into her arms. "Elena, hand over this little demon, I will not hurt you." The powerful half wolf man with his army of wolves, stared down at her. "No, she's your daughter, our daughter..." the woman sobbed. "She is a demon, she will kill our wolf pack!" The man was cold-blooded and heartless. "Bastard!" The woman cursed and closed her eyes in despair, she had no other choice. Holding the baby girl, she turned around and jumped off the cliff.

Old love passes, then comes a new love. Loyalty which is the measure of happiness, in fact, must go hand in hand with ambition. Without realizing it, love and ambition cannot go hand in hand.

After getting drunk at a wedding party, Summer Hart had spent a night with a man. She then found herself pregnant after that. She wanted to keep the child, but the man had other plans. She tried to run away but was caught. "If you want to keep the child, marry me. We'll divorce after two years, and meanwhile, don't touch me—not even holding hands," the man said, backing her into a corner. She found the man utterly shameless. 'Holding hands? Dream on.' After the marriage, the man said, "I know you are scared. Let's sleep together tonight." "I'm not scared." "I saw you in a dream and heard you say you're scared and want to sleep with me." "Have you no shame, Mark Valentine?" "Shame? What is shame?"

He owns her body. She owns his secret. Only one can break first. From children to lovers. From lovers to people separated by hierarchies and bound by oaths. Daya and Night rule as Alpha and Shadow of the most feared pack in all of Eyriena. But beneath the throne lies a dangerous obsession neither of them can fully escape. "Let me go, Night," I met his gaze, forcing my voice to remain calm despite the urgency rising within me. His hand cradled my cheek with deceptive gentleness, but his grip around my waist was like iron — unmovable. The raw power of a hybrid radiated from him. “No.” His voice was low and commanding. “I’ll say when you can leave. And right now, I need you here.” His lips trailed heat down my neck, my pulse betraying me. His hands slid expertly down, finding the buttons of my shirt. His fingers worked skillfully, undoing them one after another, revealing my bra — barely holding in my full, straining breasts. “Mine," he murmured possessively, eyes locked on the soft mounds rising beneath... As ancient secrets unravel and a deadly curse tightens its hold, Daya must choose either to betray the only man she's ever loved — or lose herself completely to his dark side. In this world, love demands blood.