Icarus Laughed

Every anniversary, Mark had some twisted surprise for me. Our tenth? He strutted into the ballroom holding hands with an escort wearing straight up lingerie. "Jenna, she's cold. Hand over your dress." Then, like that wasn't sick enough: "And the lingerie. She likes your vibe." I clutched my collar, trying to keep it together. He didn't care—just yanked it open. "Cut the act. Your dad sold you to me, remember? That slutty look you used to give me—I still see it." Everyone stared, waiting for me to break. So I did the one thing I could. "I want a divorce." Again. Mark just laughed and chucked a stack of photos on the table—me, covered in marks, curled in bed, a total mess. "You say that every year. And every year, you're back in my bed. Think your mom keeps that hospital spot if these get out?"

After being reborn, I decide to stay far, far away from Jasper Swanson. I resign from his company. I sell our future wedding house. I go overseas to expand our family's business. In my previous life, I used a pregnancy to force him to marry me. But on our wedding day, his beloved first love jumped off a rooftop. Jasper acted like nothing had happened. He smiled and went through with the ceremony. On our wedding anniversary, he took me and our daughter to go bungee jumping. Then, he cut the cords himself, making us fall to our deaths. Afterward, he stood over my body and laughed manically. "If it weren't for you, Coco wouldn't have killed herself! Now, go to hell and atone for it!" When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the night I used the baby to force his hand.

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo. Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please." He paused. Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding. "No," he said. It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?" And he laughed. He laughed at me.

"please leave me alone" Aria begged in front of his mate. "how dare you run away with my baby" Alpha Nathan lashed out at her and take a step forward toward her. "Because you are the cruel alpha and I won't let my child be just like you," Aria said to be in a confident tone. Alpha Nathan started to laugh at her loudly. "do you really think that anyone is here to save you" Alpha Nathan laughed caged her between him and the wall? Aria looked around and found that the dark blood pack surrounds her from every corner, there is no escape and she is doomed. just when she thought that everything is over then she came across her second mate alpha Dylan of the moon pack. Join the journey of three tangled souls where one alpha is out for revenge and one is out for love. but what does Aria's heart desire?

“I’m sorry, Donna… the baby didn’t make it.” Those words shattered her world. Her husband’s betrayal finished the job. Once Luna of Ironclad, Donna is cast aside—rejected, beaten, and sold like cattle. The people who once bowed before her now laughed at her humiliation. Even her closest servants turned against her. “Five years without an heir. She has no value left.” But on the auction block, when all hope was lost, a stranger’s voice cut through the crowd. “One million.” The hall fell silent. His presence makes even Alphas bow their heads. And when his eyes meet hers, Donna felt it— the undeniable pull of a bond she thought was lost forever after being rejected. “She is mine,” he declared. “My mate.” Broken. Betrayed. Branded again by fate. Donna’s story is just about to begin.

"You can't do this to me" I was yelling the person who is supposed to be my husband in next Twenty four hours. "You don't know, Why I agree to get marry with you" he asked and slapped my face. "You said you love me, then why the hell you are doing this to me" I said again cupping my left cheek with my hand, tears were in my eyes. "There you got me wrong sweetheart" he said hand laughed like Devil. "I wanted to get your father Money which was left for you but today I found out there was no money on your name" he said again slapping on my right cheek. "So I am selling you to the one of billionaire who can give me good amount of your virginity" he said and started to drag me to the store room. "No please leave me" I said while crying.

My mate, Nolan, is the Alpha heir. He promised to return before the Moon Goddess Festival. We were supposed to have our mating ceremony. I promised him the Heart of the Pack. My parents’ legacy. It's the key to controlling our elite warriors—the Dire Wolves. It was to be my mating gift to him. But he came back with a rogue bitch draped all over him. A she-wolf with wild, hungry eyes. I waited for him at the festival, ready for our prayer. Instead, I watched him with her. Skylar. They were by the bonfire, nipping and teasing each other like no one else existed. I told him his behavior was improper for an heir. He laughed in my face. “Old-blood nobles are so boring. Not raw and real like Skylar.” He thinks getting the Heart of the Pack gives him the Dire Wolves. He has no idea. The Dire Wolves answer to my bloodline. Without me, the Heart of the Pack is just a rock.

"Don't ever in your miserable life say that again! What power do you have to make me Alpha? With your weakling powerless wolf, that's almost nonexistent?" Thomas laughed harshly, as he looked down on me, where I lay on the ground. *** Knowing her lover and friend is her mate, was meant to be the best day of Leah's life, but instead, it turned into a bad memory filled with betrayal, hurt, and anger. And having the unfortunate knowledge of black magic has done more harm to her. Her inner wolf is dying as a result of the spells she practiced and only the presence of her true mate can revive it, but there is no mate. So, when Leah helps a stranger and becomes a secret substitute mate to the cold cruel Rogue Alpha, Damian, she finds out he is who she has always needed. But her secrets both past and present are threatening to rip this newfound happiness from her. Will she let it?

Never had Victoria Parson believed she would be driven to seek the arms of a rogue by betrayal. When her mate turns his back on her, for her sister, she runs — right into the path of Kenzo, a lone wolf with nothing to give except his strength and his name. Desperate and reckless, she proposes that he be her mate, sealing a fated they both never expected. But Kenzo is not just any renegade. However, under his hardened exterior is a wolf who once belonged to something bigger than him — something dangerous. And when Victoria’s history collides with his buried secrets, she discovers mating him wasn’t an error… it was destiny. Now she must rise from the weak omega everyone laughed at to the Luna of a rogue king, caught between a war of power, betrayal, and blood. What woman can tame the beast she has chosen? Or will he consume her whole?

On my twenty-third birthday, my brother, Zackary Dixon, became the wealthiest man in the country. He threw a grand birthday party for the nanny's daughter, saying that she would be the Dixon family's favorite. At the same time, something went wrong with my artificial heart. I couldn't find a suitable one, only one month left in my life. Due to the torture of illness and great pressure, I had no choice but to call him. Hearing my cough, he coldly said, "At that time, you were afraid to get involved, and now you regret it?" My throat was sore. I stared at his expressionless face through the phone and laughed bitterly. "Zackary, three hundred thousand dollars is no big deal to you. Help me, OK?" Zackary sneered. I could hear his warm voice comforting Lillianna, "Voice phishing. It's fine." Of course, he was fine, because his sound beating heart was mine.