Im Sorry Phineas

She doesn't remember getting married. Why? Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy? Who knows? Even she doesn't remember. She was fucking intoxicated! All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out. Contractual terms: 1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you. 2. Try not to whore around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy. 3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply. 4. Sex is optional. 5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce. PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this shit and get more money. If there are rules against having sex while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too. Because THIS isn't fair!

I was about to marry my boyfriend of seven years, Edward Carter. However, he was secretly getting a marriage certificate with his first love. In a moment of panic and disbelief, I confronted him: "Edward, what do I even mean to you?" Edward grabbed me as I tried to walk away, his eyes filled with helplessness: "Jennifer, you know Chloe is my first love. She only has two months left to live. I just don't want her to leave with regrets." "The woman who will be my last wife, though, is you." It was laughable. He felt sorry for his first love—did that mean I had to suffer? I saw the mocking look Chloe Smith shot my way. Then, to make things worse, Edward actually suggested I let Chloe take my place in the wedding. That was the last straw. After seven years of love, I did not want it anymore. I called my brother, "Hey, the wedding is in ten days. Can you find me a new groom?"

"I TOLD YOU THERE WON'T BE LAST WARNING" his agitation increased and scars dominated his face. his claws lengthened snappily while Alex was still staring. I only felt that flashy air as Alex got pulled up. Before I knew what was happening, he had hurled him against the wall and had a hole in his chest. "I'm sorry, A-A-Alex is gone...... ****************************************** Sebastian was a mythical vampire who fell for me and was ready to devour anyone else who wants me. I died in a car crash but not even heaven or hell accepted me because I haven't completed my longevity. Lucifer, the angel of hell had arrived to take me with him because he adored me when I died. The Almighty felt like my presence would change him and his legacy so... I got reincarnated to earth as an angel. After my reincarnation, I met Sebastian, a non-ordinary vampire who wouldn't live to see me taken away by Lucifer.

"You are mine!" Salvatore roared, taking a big stride toward Hazel's small figure, but a smirk was plastered on that figure's face. "I, Hazel Sinclair thereby reject you Maddox, or sorry should I say, Salvatore…." Her words were left hanging, as Salvatore tightened his fist stopping her from breathing. "I won't permit you to reject me, you are alive because I gave you the chance, so don't push your limit," Hazel finds herself in a tragic situation where her parents are killed, and she and her twin sister are enslaved by one of their rivals on the day that was to be one of her happy moments. Hazel lived all her life as a slave till she met the one who was the cause of her misfortune. But weirdly he wanted her heart, but Hazel was bent on destroying him. He allows her to train so hard so she can defeat him, why? Because she is his fated mate. He wanted her but she loathed him.

Two sides of love series. Manvi has lived very sheltered life with her loved ones who are always there to protect her and love her even when she mischievous. Her life is perfect but all she wants is little freedom and get out of this place even though she loves it. Rudra likes his life to be just the way it is. He has lots of responsibility. But that doesn't mean family is not important. For him they are everything. But sometimes he wants to free himself from the image he puts infront of others. What happens when years old strategies comes in their life and joins them in relation that they even can't from run from. Freedom sometimes comes in love. Will they know meaning of it? Who will be the rose? Who will be the thorn? Only time will tell? Enjoy the rollercoaster of fun, mysteries, romance and lots of craziness and weirdness! THIS STORY IS TOTALLY FICTION. IT DOES NOT RESEMBLES TO ANYTHING. It is my first time writing anything so sorry if I make any grammer mistakes and as it is fiction it will be full of my imaginations. So anything is possible according to me. Thank you. ️

{Warning: R-18} "No, please don't do this to me," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear. "Have I ever shown mercy to anyone, my dear Mate? Why should you be an exception?" he retorted, his voice oozing with malice. "Please, I beg you, don't do this to me," she pleaded, her words barely audible amidst her sobs,"Why are you doing this? It's so painful. I hate you. Please stop." "How dare you try to escape from me? Do you think you have the courage to defy me?" he snarled, his voice dripping with venomous rage. "I'm sorry, please, I promise I won't repeat this mistake. Please, have mercy," she pleaded, her words forming a desperate melody. "Your begging is like sweet music to my ears, Angel," he taunted, his voice filled with sadistic pleasure,"You dared to run away from our marriage. Today, I am going to show you the extent of my power." "Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Three years into her marriage to Caleb Hampton, Sydney Wilson finally learned the truth: the woman he loved was his sister-in-law. On the night his brother died, Sydney saw Caleb's true nature. At the funeral, she did not even flinch when Caleb took a slap meant for his sister-in-law. She always knew he had married her because she was quiet, obedient, and easy to control. She proved it, even in the way she left him. No dramatic fights. No tearful confrontations. Just a divorce quietly signed, sealed, and hidden. What Caleb didn't know was that they were already divorced. Sydney had stopped being quiet and was already seeing someone else. The day Sydney's breakthrough cancer drug took the world by storm, she received accolades and glory. Everyone cheered—except Caleb, who dropped to one knee, his eyes bloodshot with desperation, begging for a second chance. But a possessive arm wrapped around Sydney's waist, declaring to the world, "Sorry, but she's getting married. To me."

"I'm so sorry, Dian. But this is wrong. You're too young. Too weak for someone in my position. The pack needs a strong Luna someday. Dian Drake was rejected by her mate and exiled from Shadowcrest Pack, but what awakened after was a power unknown to her. She reads every emotion and feelings, A mind reader. Can control multitude with her powers. It's a rare gift that should have stayed hidden, because now Draven wants her. The deadly rogue leader who hunts gifted wolves, building an army of the powerful and enslaved, and Dian's abilities make her his perfect weapon. Sheltered by Frostgale Pack, Dian trains under healer Thea while uncovering a deadly conspiracy. Luna Seraphine was murdered for discovering a hidden truth. Dian must master to use her powers to save Shadowcrest. The mate bond might tie her to Kael, she finds love in Frostgale during exile .Will she go back to the traitor or bond with Rowan?

I was the prime suspect in the notorious murder of my parents-in-law in Cardinal City. The one who arrested me was my wife—Linda Reese, the police chief. While the verdict was still pending, the killer struck again. The new victim was murdered with the same savage cruelty. Linda knelt before me, begging me to tell her the truth. I told her I didn’t know. The victims’ families screamed, demanding that I be carved into pieces. Three months later, Linda found me beside a garbage bin, bringing with her a memory-decoding device. Her hands trembled as she pressed two thin needles into my temples. “I’m sorry, Finn. I know you’re not the killer. I just want this slaughter to end. I don’t want anyone else to die. Let everyone see your memories—let them see what really happened back then.” But when she finished watching my memories, she collapsed to the ground, utterly broken, and fell to her knees.

In her previous life, Zoey was killed before realizing that she had misidentified the man who saved her life back then. After being reborn, she kicked away the scumbag man and vowed to take back all the honors she once gifted to her enemies. The most important thing, firmly hold onto the scumbag's uncle's disabled thighs. Some people say: That Zoey, has nothing but borrowing Russell's influence. Financial tycoons, medical godfathers, beautiful movie queens, and tech gurus have all come forward: "Sorry, our zoey never rely on men." The whole network is in an uproar! Everyone is guessing what their relationship was. The next day the video came out, a certain disabled guy not only stood up, but also blocked the little petite wife in the corner, "Zoey, you are mine!" The scumbag man is on his knees again, begging me to come back to him. All I want to say is 'Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right.‘