I Miss Everyone Mga Nobela at Kwento

At gatherings in our circle, people always bring up a joke. "The Snow family's worthless son-in-law cannot have children, so he keeps sending other men to Grace Snow's bed. How I wish my man had that kind of awareness." What they do not know is that all of those men are arranged by my father-in-law in my name. Grace throws the first one out and has a huge argument with me. Then, she buys me a luxury watch worth over a hundred million dollars to cheer me up. The second time a man is sent to her, she immediately feels sick after only touching his hand. We argue again. This time, she buys me a manor, saying that I'm the only one she wants by her side. But when it comes to the tenth one… She closes the door and does not come out all night. We stop arguing, and we stop speaking to each other. Everyone thinks I will do anything to secure my place in the Snow family and will cling to them for the rest of my life. But when I take out the divorce agreement, no one believes it—including Grace herself.

It was my birthday. I thought he would take me to see the fireworks by the sea, but he showed up with another woman and her child. “Vera has a kid with her, and it’s inconvenient for them. Be a little understanding. She doesn’t know her way around here, and she has a lot of luggage. I’ll just drop them at the hotel.” He said it so casually, as if he were just explaining some trivial, everyday chore. It was that very gentleness of his that made me feel like I was so unreasonable getting angry over it. He helped them into the car. He leaned down to buckle the seatbelt on the child. Then, he turned to me with a smile. “I’ll be right back. Don’t overthink things.” I stood by the roadside and watched them drive away like a picture-perfect little family. As night fell, the sea breeze turned sharp and biting. Still, I waited until a notification of Vera Cannon’s social feed update lit up my screen. He was holding her daughter in his arms. They were watching the fireworks by the beach. It was a surprise I had planned for my own birthday. The comments poured in. [What a perfect match. What a beautiful little family!] Someone asked him why he was not picking me up. He just smiled and said, “Indy is very patient. She won’t be mad.” At that moment, my birthday cake melted into a puddle of frosting. I finally realized that he had not done that to be cruel to me. He was certain that I would always wait for him. However, even the warmest heart grew cold when neglected too many times. The waves crashed against the shore, over and over. With each crash, another shred of my hope washed away. This time, I was not going to wait for him to come back.

I woke up back in my 27-year-old body. I had twin cubs, and my mate was Ethan, the most powerful Alpha in the Northwest. He was always at the top of the Wolf Council's rankings. Alpha Weekly even named him "Number One Ideal Mate on the Continent." Even the Royal Pack wanted to marry their princess to him. Everyone in the pack said I was lucky. But the first thing I did? I took the sacred contract for dissolving our mate bond and delivered it to his old flame myself. I pushed the contract in front of Isabella and said calmly, "I'm going to ask the Moon Goddess to break our bond. Ethan's yours. The cubs, too." Isabella stared at me, shocked. She couldn't believe the person who'd been Luna for six years would just give it all up. I just added quietly, "Since they all like your scent better, I'll get out of your way. Just get Ethan to put his Alpha mark on the contract. Once the bond-breaking ceremony is over, I'll leave this territory." This time, I wasn't going to make the same mistakes. I wouldn't be the Luna everyone ignored anymore.

When Ellie went to see him with her pregnancy test in hand, she caught her Alpha husband with his ex . "I'll NEVER let that wolfless rogue be the mother of my child. She's just a surrogate!" Tears streamed down her face as she got in an accident and lost all her memories 💔. Her friend says, "You almost gave up everything for that man..." "Who? Me? Why?!" 😳 * His wife seemed different now, but he has no idea why. She urges him, "Let's get a divorce! Now!" 😘 He grits his teeth, "No way!" 😡😡😡

Lucas Fenrir was the son of the Alpha of the Silvertail Pack, born as the pack's greatest pride. When his Luna and first love, Nara Boris, chose to leave, he married me in a fit of rage—the most unremarkable Omega in the pack. Everyone said I was just a substitute for Nara. They were waiting to see me abandoned, to see me cry, and to see me beg on my knees. Nonetheless, I always smiled and calmly fulfilled Lucas' every demand. I helped him stabilize the pack's morale, stood up for him in public, and even defended him against the rumors that he had rekindled his past romance with Nara. Until one day, I saw him on the streets during the Moon Goddess Festival. He was holding Nara, kissing her deeply. Meanwhile, I simply turned my head away in silence from behind the crowd and pretended I saw nothing. A few months later, I was diagnosed with wolfsbane poisoning that had spread to my nervous system. My condition was beyond saving. I was admitted to the ICU of the pack's hospital, with only a few days left to live. Lucas came when he heard the news. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared and grabbed my dying body. "Why didn't you tell me? Why are you trying to die alone in secret?" I looked at his unhinged expression, my gaze as gentle as it had always been. There was even a faint mocking smile curling at my lips. "Lucas, I've never loved you. "The one I loved… was actually your twin brother—Derrick."

My whole family only ever loved my younger sister, Carrie Brooks. Carrie had a crush on my fiancé, Josh Beaumont. On my wedding day, my mother pressed a knife to her throat, forcing me to give Josh to Carrie. "The fortune teller said Carrie's illness will get better if she gets married," Mom pleaded. "You're healthy. You'll find someone else." My brother, Nick Jansen chimed in. "Grace, don't be so selfish. Hurry up and take off the dress. Carrie's thinner than you. Make sure you don't stretch it out." Even Josh said, "Carrie doesn't have much time left. But Grace… we still have our whole lives ahead of us." They didn't know. The one who was truly dying… was me.

When Sarah is forced to accept the marriage proposal in place of Veronica, her half-sister, she never imagined the man to be Edward Huxley. Edward Huxley—formidable, most eligible billionaire bachelor in the country is infuriated when he discovers that it was the unknown, bland illegitimate Maxwell daughter that was in his bed, and not Veronica whom he had expected. Their first encounter ends in an unplanned one night stand. Veronica finds out Edward's identity and decides that she wants him. Together with her mother, they frame and humiliate Sarah. Edward despises Sarah and kicks her out after humiliating her, and she leaves the country shattered. Four years later, she returned, a confident and attractive career woman, alongside her adorable twins who share the same face with the country's heartthrob— Edward Huxley. "Don't flatter yourself, Mr Huxley, I have no desire whatsoever to cross paths with you again." "You have quite the mouth on you now," he smirked. "But, that's no way to describe your first— the man who took your virginity.” “How dare you?” Sarah hissed angrily. Edward chuckled darkly. “Oh! but I would dare, Miss Tanner. You have no idea the things I am capable of doing." ************************************** Edward is astounded at the drastic change and can't help falling for the new Sarah. He sets out to win her heart and build a family with their children. But Sarah does not make it easy for him. "Please," he whispered. "Give us a chance. Give me a chance to make it right. I want you, Sarah. I want you now, Sarah Tanner. And I know that you feel something for me too." Would he succeed? Or is he already too late given the presence of the enigmatic Benicio, who is always beside Sarah, his eyes dripping with love and adoration.

I abandoned her eight years ago. Not for me, for her, to keep her away from the cruel fate of being my mate, our kind's future queen. Now a fucking ATM card ligned our fate once again. *** Drake Lockhart is the hidden latest monarch of werewolf kind. Who knows being away from his family got him to found his luna? And boy, she is perfect! Even after discovered the fact that she was raised as a human, Drake didn't faltered, he accept and loving Moira and wants only the best for her. But the war found his pack, and pushed him to left her side, for her safety. She left alone and broken. Right years had passed when Moira found her mate is stand tall in font of her door. Will Moira let him sashaying his way into her life again? If so, what kind of queen will she be?

THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEX SCENES. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. When Tabby finds herself drugged and kidnapped by a Mafia boss who demands his missing money back, she is totally blindsided. She's never met this man or gambled a day in her life. And when the casino's head of security (who also happens to be a total hottie) is the one doing the tying up and handling, she needs to figure out things fast. With her life in danger, she soon figures out that it's her identical twin sister that they really wanted if only she can convince them before it's too late.

Introvert. The most common word that best describes Marigold. She loves being alone and she has her own world through her headphone. But what if she meet an extrovert? Completely opposite to what she is? What will be the role of an extrovert to her life?