Homewrecker Novels & Stories

They rammed the SUV head-on. The SUV flipped. Council enforcers dragged both Alphas out of the wreck without a word. Damon's face was split open against the windshield. Half of it was blood. Derek's legs were trapped in the crushed frame. Every twitch sent fire through him. He lay in his own blood. Eyes wide open. Pack residents pressed against the police line. No one looked sorry. "Heard those two killed Songweaver W's parents." "Good. Three years mute and the second she gets her voice back, she takes them down. The Moon Goddess sees everything."

“You’re not lying. Then why was the human interested in her?” “They were old friends,” he simply told him. “He didn’t take no for an answer.” Lucifer shook his head. Lowered his sword to the growed, as he looked to be in thought. “How did she set all those souls out of the graveyard?” “She is a Spirit Walker,” he answered. Lucifer whistled, “Damn, I wasn’t going to win. Was I?” With a final look around. He turned at his hips and he was gone. In puff of smoke.

Survive or die. Deathwing only wore a stoic face in response. "That's your First mission!" Jared's heart palpitated as he swept his gaze round the whole family standing before him and down to the envelope he was holding. Torpedo had gained more weight compared to eight years ago. He is an expert hacker and programmer. He is known in the underworld as the Computer Wizard. He tracks anything untraceable and hacks anything unhackable and is very resourceful in running the Families line of business.

Lane laughed softly. The two of us walked to the parking lot, how surprised I was to see the white Maserati I drove yesterday turned into a cheese plate. “I can’t believe he’ll do such a thing” My eyes bulged. Mr. Vampire hired a wrecker car to destroy Gwen when all people were in their sleep. Because he knows it was his sister’s used car, Mr. Vampire never hesitates to destroy it, all he did is to make him satisfied and win.

She gave him an ultimatum: her or the casinos, but he chose the casinos. Ever since then, things have never been quite the same at home. Dad’s problem has only gotten worse, but while Brit may not have faith in him, I do. I think he has the power inside him to get better, and I believe that one day, he’ll overcome this issue of his. I refuse to give up on him. When Brit and I pull up to my house, there’s an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway: an all-black Mercedes in a neighborhood that consists of mostly used cars with hundreds of thousands of miles on them. It stands out like a Great Pyrenees at a kitty daycare.

"Stan, this guy's clearly just another one of Susanne's admirers. Since she wouldn't give him the time of day, he's come here to make trouble." "Susanne has been with you for so long, and she only has eyes for you. So, there's no way she would be with anyone else." Stanley's underlings chimed in one after another, their flattering words drawing a pleased smile from Stanley. "How dare a homewrecker come here and make a scene? I'd advise you to be smart and get lost!" The word "homewrecker" struck a particularly harsh chord, and I let out a disdainful scoff.

But he still tried to act tough, saying, "Stop making things up! I never—" I smirked. "Mr. Smith, if you deny it, does that mean you're admitting to bigamy?" Tom immediately went silent. His face shifted with a mix of shock and embarrassment, making the situation all the more amusing. The mood in the live stream changed instantly. The difference between a baseless claim from a streamer and solid proof from a victim was clear, and the public's opinion swayed toward the truth. "Damn it! What a plot twist! I need to call some friends over for this!"

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

"We raised you the same way we raised Adriano. Though we had our shortcomings, we loved you. We still do. Elizabeth's case is different from yours. Her mother intended to ruin the family before she had-" "Enough!" Maria shot a bullet through the air. "How dare you call my mother a homewrecker?!" "Your words, not ours," I shrugged. "Hey, I don't care about you guys anymore. You were never real family to me," Luca winked. I shook my head, and he winked again, signaling to the bomb's remote and raising his thumb. My uncles also saw what he did, and relief washed over our faces. He was still on our side. I guess we'll be settling it at home.

Near dawn, they went home. The car was silent. Mom held my suitcase the way she would hold a baby. Her fingers kept rubbing the faded Peppa Pig sticker on the side, again and again, as if the suitcase might disappear too if she loosened her grip. Dad drove with his eyes fixed on the road. He did not say a word. When they passed the intersection, he stepped on the brake. The car stopped. The road had already been cleaned. Nothing remained.