Infinite Stratos Ep 8

I'm diagnosed with late-stage cancer after undergoing a pre-employment medical checkup. My husband says the medication for my condition is expensive. He also says it can only relieve my pain, not treat the cause. I only have a year to live. Upon my husband's pleading, I agree to do an IVF. I endure the pain and put myself through torture to leave him with a child. However, I overhear him saying the child growing inside me isn't mine—it's his and his lover's. He's the one who wants me dead!

After failing the mission, the System gave me one final chance, and to succeed, I had to give birth to a child. The System promised that if the baby were born safely, it would reveal the truth to my target and give me one last glimmer of hope. However, six months into my pregnancy, just when things seemed stable, I was dragged onto an operating table in the middle of the night by my husband and family. My husband stopped the anesthesiologist from giving me any pain relief. “Let her feel the pain,” he said coldly. “We need to keep the kidneys as fresh as possible.” My parents instructed the doctor to draw my blood. “She’s the same blood type as our precious girl. Let’s take some for backup.” Even my childhood friend, the boy who had always been by my side, was the one to slice open my abdomen.  They wanted my kidneys to save my sister, who was dying from kidney failure. No one believed I was pregnant. No matter how much I begged, they went ahead with the operation, tearing me open. The baby couldn’t survive, and I died on that operating table. However, as my soul began to fade away, something strange happened. Those who had murdered me—my husband, my parents, my so-called friend—they all lost their minds.

My husband's childhood friend says she wants her crystal beads to soak up some of the good luck in our home. Because of that, he scatters the beads on the floor, making me slip and miscarry. I'm in agony as I lie on the operating table. I call my husband incessantly, but all he does is block my number. I lie in the hospital ward after the operation. I see my husband's childhood friend's social media update—a photo of him worshipfully holding out a certificate while getting down on one knee. It's captioned, "He loves me so much! I said I'm interested in running a business and he actually set up a company for me!" On the day of the branch company's grand opening, my husband's childhood friend wears an expensive custom-made gown. Meanwhile, I wear her discarded goods. I'm barred from even entering the building. I suppress my bitterness and call my lawyer. "Are the divorce procedures done?"

On our wedding anniversary, my husband has his intern put on the custom-made wedding gown he prepared for me. "You wouldn't have looked good in a wedding gown with your baby bump, anyway. She's saving us trouble by wearing the gown for you. Think about how kind she is!" Before I can rebuke him, an earthquake happens. I lose my balance and fall to the floor. Instantly, I feel moisture on my legs. At the same time, my husband received a call from his intern. "There are so many frogs here, Mr. Quinn. I'm so scared…" My husband turns to leave, but I grab his pant leg. "Ethan, I—" "It's just a minor earthquake—the ground barely even shook. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Didn't you hear Chloe crying because she was so scared? Can't you be sympathetic?" He ignores the blood pooling around me and hurries off to comfort Chloe Bennett. That night, they share a passionate kiss under a sky full of fireworks. Meanwhile, my child dies in my belly. It's a pretty good way to end things. Someone like Ethan Quinn doesn't deserve to have his own children.

A year contracted to sleep with a sexy CEO. In order to save her fathers business Victoria Stratos must do the unthinkable and sign a contract agreeing to sleep with the man bent on destroying it. But can she do it and still remain true to herself? Austin Aves in your typical self made billionaire used to getting what he wants, and what he wants is revenge on Victor Stratos. And the best way to do that is to take the one thing he truly cares about - his daughter

Emilia Monroe is treated no better than a slave by her family. She's despised by her father, abused by her stepsister, and branded a failure for never turning into a wolf since her eighteenth birthday like everyone else did. All she wants is freedom from her torment. But freedom becomes impossible when she crosses paths with Killian, the Silver Crest pack’s new alpha, a notorious and ruthless man. When a contest is held to choose his Luna, as his ascension demands and to cure his bloodlust, Emilia is forced to attend by her father to serve her stepsister, who is one of the contestants. However, destiny exposes her as Killian’s true mate. But the merciless alpha is hell-bent on not having a weakling like her as his Luna. The irresistible pull of their bond refuses to be severed, and one stolen night is all it takes for her to end up pregnant by him. However, when the truth of their bond becomes public, she is rejected and publicly humiliated by the alpha, and so Emilia flees in order to protect her baby. When she thinks she's finally free, the alpha learns of their child and he stops at nothing to have and claim her once more. But the big question remains; will Emilia choose to be a captive again, or will she stand up to Killian, despite the unresolved tension of their mate bond?

His f*ngers tangle in her hair, his warm breath fanning against her parted l*ps as he thr*sted up into her slowly. Bailey let out the most strangled m*an as Kaleb f*lled her with his g*rthy and l*ngthy c^ck. This was bad. She wasn't supposed to be sleeping with her best friend's brother. But here she was with his c^ck d*ep ins*de her and his t^ngue inside her m^uth. ~ Sequel to: Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste and Tangled In His Sheets

"If there are infinite dimensions, then there would be infinite alternate realities and if there are infinite alternate realities we would exist in almost all of them that would make all of us omnipresent" ~ Stanley Victor Paskavich. In the distant future, mankind has achieved many technological milestones and created a method of FTL known as ‘Millennium Drives’ and has been discovered by intelligent life from outside of the Milky Way Galaxy. Unbeknownst to the mortal realm, a young woman from another realm has risen from her tyrannical ‘Overlords’ ashes and will soon leave her mark upon the universe. Alicia Iminz is a young Demi-Goddess from the 'First Realm', a realm of reality where Celestials and all sorts of mythical exist. Alicia doesn't yet know that not only is she a Demi-Goddess, but a Hybrid Human Celestial; the first of her kind. In her world, because of who her parents are and because of how she came into existence she has been branded as defilement by the Gods. In order to remain amongst her people, she must prove herself worthy by being trained by one of the Gods. Once her training is complete Alicia must pass the final phase of her training. Best one of the members of the tyrannical God Collective. In the end, her choices will restart an ancient war that will span across space and time. But her journey only begins there.

ปีที่ 8 ของการคบหาดูใจกับฟู่จิ่ง หลินเหยียนกลับต้องเข้าโรงพยาบาลเพราะอาการป่วย วันแรกที่ออกจากโรงพยาบาล หลินเหยียนบังเอิญได้ยินบทสนทนาระหว่างฟู่จิ่งกับพี่สาวของเธอขณะเดินอยู่ตรงทางเดิน "ฟู่จิ่ง นายบ้าไปแล้วหรือไง? นายแอบเอากระดูกสันหลังของหลินเหยียนไปให้ฉีชูหร่านจริงๆ เหรอ?" "ทั้งๆ ที่นายก็รู้ว่าหลินเหยียนร่างกายไม่แข็งแรง แต่ยังโกหกเธอว่าเป็นแค่โรคกระเพาะแล้วให้เธอเสี่ยงอันตรายทั้งอย่างนั้น?" ฉีชูหร่านเป็นเพื่อนสนิทตั้งแต่เด็กของฟู่จิ่งที่เขาแอบรักมานานหลายปี หลินเหยียนไม่ได้ร้องไห้หรือโวยวาย เพัยงยกโทรศัพท์ขึ้นมาต่อสายหาพ่อกับแม่ที่อยู่ต่างประเทศ และตอบตกลงเรื่องการแต่งงานทางธุรกิจกับตระกูลลู่ทันที...

เวลาเกือบสามทุ่มเห็นจะได้...ตอนที่เธอเดินเข้าไปในโรงสี ด้วยชุดนักศึกษาสวยงาม “พี่ขุน!” เธอเอ่ยเรียกด้วยน้ำเสียงห้วนสั้นให้อารมณ์หยิ่งยโสนิดหน่อย ขณะที่นายขุนทดกับลูกน้องสองสามคนกำลังตรวจเช็คความเรียบร้อยของงานตรงหน้า ข้าวเปลือกกองโตเป็นภูเขาหลายลูกตั้งอยู่ภายใต้แสงไฟสีส้มสลัวของโกดังขนาดใหญ่ “อ้าวคุณหนู” นายขุนทดหันมองเธอ ด้วยสายตาเป็นประกาย ความสวยและน่ารักของเธอเป็นเหมือนของขวัญของพวกคนงาน เธอรู้ดีว่าคนงานพวกนี้เอาเธอไปย่ำยีในความฝันและจินตนาการเสมอ “จะปีใหม่แล้ว ทำไมยังทำงานกันอยู่คะ ไม่หยุดงานไปเที่ยวกันเหรอ” “อ๋อ เป็นความสมัครใจน่ะครับ ใครทำงานช่วงสองสามวันนี้จะได้โบนัสพิเศษ ผมกับคนงานพวกนี้ไม่มีลูกเมียให้กลับไปหา เลยอยู่ช่วยงานเถ้าแก่ดีกว่า” “งั้นเหรอ?” ดวงตาสวยกวาดมองไปทั่ว เห็นคนงานหลายคนยังคงทำงานไปเรื่อย “ขยันกันจริง ว่าแต่ คืนนี้ทำงานกะกลางคืนกันกี่คนล่ะ?” “8คนครับ รวมทั้งผมด้วย คุณหนูมีอะไรจะใช้งานพวกผมรึเปล่าครับ” มีสิ...เธอมีงานจะให้คนงานพวกนี้ทำแน่นอน