Homewrecker Novels & Stories

"You lied to me my entire life! You made me believe I was a monster so you could keep me on a leash!" "You are a monster, Elias!" Victor shrieked, his voice cracking with unhinged paranoia as he reached for the cabin door handle. "You destroyed this family! You gave yourself to a Blackwood!" Before Victor’s hand could touch the door handle, a single, high-caliber sniper shot echoed through the freezing air from the dark shadows of the far hangar roof— THWACK. The heavy high-velocity round tore through the metal handrail inches from Victor’s face, showering him in red-hot sparks and forcing him back against the jet fuselage with a terrified shriek.

After my sister-in-law Lydia had my brother Caleb's kidney removed and spent three years draining his blood, he escaped back to our hometown barely alive. He lay on a bed at the clinic, holding my hand tight as he said, "Noah, don't go after them. You can't afford to cross Lydia's family." Three days later, he died in my arms. I buried him on the hillside behind the town, under the old oak tree he had loved to climb as a child. On the seventh day after I buried him, a black Maybach stopped at the edge of town. Lydia got out with a frail man who looked like he could fall over at any time. She stood outside my house's door and looked at me. "Noah, where's your brother? Tell him to come o

"Other than investing, Mr. Hunter doesn't seem to understand technology at all, does he? The core algorithm has been running into problems repeatedly, and Silas was the one staying up all night to fix it every time. How are we supposed to trust the company's future to him?" "Ms. Lane, what exactly is Embark Science's core competitive edge? Which part of it wasn't built by Silas himself? We might be old, but do you think we're blind?" "Without Silas, this new version isn't good enough to go live at all!" After that, the board members got up and walked out one by one.

as he did to the women of the rest of the herds, he severely separated every companion and companion He made some of the women whores and some of them servants, and if he hates their companions, he puts them under torture until they die. My father was staring at my mother with fear, he is not afraid for himself.. but for her, we are his flock and his family They will separate..and the law says that whoever kills his wolf will die and thus..it will cause a vacuum and great collateral damage, leading to his suicide afterwards! Get me out of my stupor when I see the women of the herd with my mother kneeling under his feet

"I didn't use hospital software, Jax. And I didn't use anything the Council gave me," Chatmory explained. He leaned back against the counter, a ghost of a smile touching his weary face. "A few months ago, I had to stitch up a human. A real piece of work who calls himself 'The Weaver.' He used to spend his nights in the neutral territory pawning himself off as some mysterious werewolf, but he’s really just a tech-savant who got in way over his head."

I yelled fiercely, but they only pinched me so hard that I got even more bruises on my arms. “You’re warning us? Do you think you’re in power now?” The woman on my right pinched me the hardest, as if she wanted to yank the flesh off my arm. I gritted my teeth and hissed, “What you’re doing is a crime!” “I don’t need to pay for anything when I’m only tearing up something in my own mansion. Besides, the law also punishes homewreckers. We’re just administering justice and making society right again. We aren’t doing anything wrong.”

"You destroyed someone else's family. He was married, yet you were cheap enough to get in his bed anyway. No matter how hard you try, you'll never be more than a stinking homewrecker! Hell has a special place reserved for a bitch like you!" I was taken aback. I hadn't realized Claire could speak like this. But then again, I supported her completely. These weren't her family. They were her curse—selfish pieces of trash who cared for no one but themselves. … Charice shook with fury. "How dare you talk to me like that, you fucking bitch?!" She had little to defend herself with. Her status as a homewrecker was undeniable. The other

"How the hell is this possible?!" Gareth howled in despair. "That thing weighs hundreds of tons! How is it moving this fast?! Why is it faster than my Level 6 pickup?!" He had no way of knowing that Jake's motorhome ran on double power output from the Infinite Fuel mod, combined with the absolute traction the Indestructible mod granted its tires. "BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!!!" Suddenly, the radar alarm inside his cabin screamed to life. "Warning! Warning! "Warning! High-energy signature approaching!"

He just swiped his thumb across his phone, then turned the screen toward me at last. My stomach plummeted. It was us. A high-resolution photo, crystal clear, no shadows to blur the truth of Zane and I walking out of the hospital, his hand protectively around my waist, his head inclined toward mine as though shielding me from the world. My knees nearly buckled. “Oh, God…” The hashtags screamed at me from the screen like a mob of jeering voices: #Homewrecker #BlackwoodScandal #GreedyMistress #LikeFatherLikeDaughter

he says keeping his eyes on the road “It’s fine it was nice to just think to myself for a while. You were right Ro; it does suck not having anyone else but our family. I wish I could grow relationships with people and know they will be in my future, but that’s just not the life we were given, and I hate to say this, but we just have to deal with it.” I’ve never seen him react this way, he is normally the very calm and collective one out of the both of us, he’s usually optimistic about things and always looking to the bright side of it. It hurts to see him this way, I wonder what bothered him so much about this time compared to any of the other times we’ve, maybe I just pushed him too much. W