Intolerable Cruelty Stream

He hated to see her happy, he hated how a girl from a low class, poor family became his wife, a crown prince's wife! She was abandoned by the ruthless prince on their wedding day. When he left, she suffered all kinds of trauma, pain and abuse inside the palace. Her blaring screams were either muffled or ignored mercilessly. However, the trampled and sinless soul was still hopeful that one day she'll be freed from the malicious clutches of her tormentor but the prince of Svamgarh had some other vicious plans of torturing his bride and making her life a hell inside his abysmal cage. He re-entered in her life only to make her sufferance more heightened. Why? Because she is the sister of a scum bag who ran away with the crown prince's sister and now he's hell bent to destroy her dignity and snatch away her mental peace till she stays nothing but a breathing corpse. He hurt her, crushed her dignity in order to avenge the bruise created on the royal status but her innocent beauty drew him towards her ending up into a web of lethal obsession, pain and lust.

My boyfriend's childhood sweetheart bound herself to a transfer system: everything she ate would be redirected straight into my stomach. She opened a streaming account and broadcast herself eating for twelve hours straight. She earned a fortune. Meanwhile, I collapsed with acute pancreatitis and was rushed to the hospital. When I explained the situation to my boyfriend, he only stared at me like I was insane. "How could something that absurd exist? If food could really be transferred, no one in the world would ever starve. You're just jealous that she's making money from streaming." After that, every time his childhood sweetheart went live, I ended up hospitalized again. I kept hovering between life and death. I sought medical help, but the doctors couldn't explain my condition. Some even wanted to commit me to a psychiatric ward. Then, one day, in order to outdo her rivals in a PK match, she devoured ten pounds of rice in a single sitting. At that very moment, my spleen and stomach ruptured, and I bled to death on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of her very first livestream. This time, I was prepared. I rushed out and bought twenty takeout meals. "This time," I said, "I'll eat first."

Zeil was raised in a complicated family. His dad left her mother for his mistress, then his mother committed suicide because of the depression. Zeil left alone until his father came back and took him to his new family. And then he meet Amanda, a famous, innocent, and pretty girl in their school who soon become his younger stepsister. But as a years passed by, Zeil's heart was filled with anger and eager for revenge. He can't accept the fact that their family was so happy and joyful that his family could never have, so he distance himself and enrolls in the Southern Island University. Southern Island University is a prestigious school only for students from a wealthy families and to those who have a large amount of money. A private University on a private island in the middle of the ocean. 10% of the graduating students population was left to the island to provide special class for those who failed in their major subjects. They thought that it was a boring summer class. But it became a nightmare that took the lives of everyone. Amanda Ceistria was one of the survivors of the tragedy. She thought that after the nightmare happened at SIU, she would forget everything and start all over again. But not until her stepbrother came back, using someone else's face and identity, to exact revenge on her and make life a living hell. As a time passed by, not only Zeil's heart become filled with rage and vengeance, but also with obsession and.... Love?

A cruel young man who witnessed the death of his parents at a tender age, Edem Demirai, harbored a simmering rage within him. And then there was Lavigne Kotobe, a girl condemned by the chains of addiction at the tender age of eighteen. When their paths collided, their meeting was nothing short of a collision of tempests, their anger a force of nature. In the midst of their tumultuous encounter, Edem's words cut through the air like a blade against porcelain skin. "I want you, Lavigne," he whispered, his voice laden with both desire and darkness. "First with kindness, then with the gentlest touch. I want to both hurt you and shield you from pain. I want your voice to echo and then fall silent. I want you to revel in pleasure and struggle to understand it. I want to kiss you until your breath escapes you, only to inhale it back again in a desperate gasp. I need you, and I want you to steal the very breath from my lungs." Their collision was inevitable, their connection fraught with danger and desire. As they embarked on their tumultuous journey, they would soon realize that their meeting was just the beginning of a fiery dance between two souls destined to either consume each other or ignite a blaze of passion that would defy the darkness closing in around them.

"You'll do what I say Amelia and there won't be any problems, wifey" He spoke to me as his eyes flashed with anger. He touched my chin, raising my head to meet with his annoying gaze. "What if I don't do what you want? What will you do? Tie me up and lock me?" He drew his face closer to mine. "I'll make your life a living nightmare, kitty" He threatened. . . All her life, Amelia Carter has lived as an obedient omega but now living with Alpha King Lucian Van Othello, her whole life has crumbled. Born in royalty, but lived the life of a slave, Amelia was stripped of her title as the eldest daughter of the Alpha and sent off to marry the cruel Alpha of the Black Blood Pack, as her father handed her position to her younger sister. What happens when fate has other stuff in store for her? What if her father wants her back as she's to be the heir but her fake husband has now become her fated mate?

“It hurts when you force yourself on someone who doesn’t really see your worth. Don't give everything to the person you love, you should love yourself first” Yaena and Cyver have been married for three years. For that years, Yaena did not feel Cyver's love and respect, instead she only received pain and agony from her husband. Cyver is still angry because Yaena broke Cyver's planned proposal to his girlfriend, Angela. Yaena loves Cyver dearly but how long will the woman endure? Will she let go of the man she has long wanted to be with? Will Yaena choose her happiness or the happiness of her loved one?

The Mood Goddess Selene, immortal ruler of the werewolves, abandoned her celestial throne to live among her children, yearning to understand their pain and lead with compassion. She only wanted to be a better leader for them but what she got was cruelty and injustice. With her memory lost and no wolf. The Goddess lived as a slave until she was sold from pack to pack as a breeder, as she was the only one who could fall pregnant in the last nineteen years since she left the realm. When her memory returns and her wolf awakens, will she punish her children or will she have mercy on them.

The mind of protagonist Zea, a woman consumed by a burning desire for revenge against the President of the United States. The reason? Zea's father was executed on orders from the President after he was found guilty of attempting to assassinate him and killing the president's daughter, Mia. Fueled by anger and a deep sense of injustice, Zea spends 15 years meticulously planning her revenge, studying every detail of the President's security and devising a plan to kill him. But as Zea gets closer to her target, she begins to question whether her actions will actually bring her the closure she seeks or simply perpetuate a cycle of violence.

Ketika festival Halloween di Sekolah membawa pergi berwisata ke Neraka. Satu-persatu teman Kyler ditemukan mati mengenaskan. Hanya ada satu cara untuk mengakhiri kutukan ini! Kyler harus bisa mengalahkan ketujuh Raja Iblis dalam sebuah permainan. Akankah Kyler dan ketiga temannya berhasil selamat? Atau mereka akan selamanya terjebak menjadi penghuni Neraka?

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by. The other players all chose to die of old age, or peacefully in their sleep like a baby. I turned my phone to face the boss. "My fans think you're hot," I stammered. "They want me to be killed by... well, by the weapon between your legs. They said 'deeply.' Is that... an option?" The other players whispered among themselves. “This woman must have a death wish.” “Just watch. The Boss is about to tear her to shreds.” But no one expected the Boss to blush.