Infected Fanart Regretevator Novels & Stories

"How did he return? Why did he return? What exactly does he hope to achieve by coming back?" His face twisted in deep, troubled thought. "He should have stayed wherever he was. Why is he so determined to ruin my image just like his stupid, dead parents?" He slammed his palm against the table. "Why?!" Everyone in the room flinched at the sudden outburst. "Calm down, Luis," Brenda said. "Losing your temper won’t solve anything. We need to think quickly." David nodded. "I agree with Mum." "I believe that bastard knows exactly what he’s doing by coming back. I’m starting to think the missing organs and the person Rogers sold the recording to are connected to him. Things were already getting bad,

I turned on my heel, my legs barely carrying me to the bathroom before I bent over the toilet and threw up everything that had been in my system since last night. The stench of my own regret was overwhelming. The man from the club, the one I had let touch me, still clung to me in ways I couldn’t rid myself of. And yet here I was, standing in front of my husband, who hadn’t even bothered to hide his infidelity. Had I somehow become like him? Had I turned into the thing I hated most? I had been so disgusted by Noah’s actions. I had despised him for his lack of loyalty, for the way he had broken me over and over again. But now, here I was facing the consequences of my own choices.

JASPER I stared at the screen, waiting and refreshing, tapping my fingers on the table absent-mindedly. Access to the file was denied. I moved the cursor again and clicked into another section. It was the same thing. “Fuck!” I muttered under my breath, slamming the table with my fist. System fails, and file glitches, but not this clean. I leaned closer, resting my elbow on the desk, fingers brushing my jaw as I opened the backend logs. Searching for anything, any trace that someone had been here before me. Because if the records had been tampered with, the system would always show.

"Felix isn't in critical condition, but his arms and legs have been removed. And his tongue..." Mom wasn't listening. Moving mechanically, she walked into the hospital room. Her hands trembled as she lifted Felix's blanket. There he lay, silent and still. The sleeves of his hospital gown hung limp, the pant legs unnaturally flat. Bandages covered his forehead, and bruises mottled his entire face. A police officer standing nearby chimed in, "These child traffickers have been getting more aggressive. They exploit children for profit, and to keep them from crying out, they..."

“Mr. Enrique, let me tell you the truth about your fiancée. Do you really know who Meadow is? She’s a shameless slut and a p**nstar. Back in high school, she seduced Matt every chance she got. She dragged him into locker rooms after school, the backseats of cars in the parking lot, empty classrooms during lunch—anywhere they could be alone. She didn’t just hook up with him; she filmed every single time. Those videos are still online today, easy to find if you search her name. They have millions of views from all over the world. People leave disgusting comments calling her a cum dumpster, a public glory hole, a dirty whore who loves it rough. Everyone saw her naked, moaning, doing things no d