Jjk Second Years Novels & Stories

On the day of my wedding anniversary, I was cleaning my house when I found a picture album. As it turned out, my husband had been religiously taking pictures with the girl of his dreams every year on this precise date. He had been doing it since he was forty years old and he was now sixty years old. His hair had progressed from a jet black to a faded white and yet, he kept up the tradition. There was a written message in his handwriting at the back of the picture that read, “Eternal Love.” Since he doesn't love me, I will no longer bother washing his clothes and cooking for him. I will no longer care for his children and grandchildren. I may have foolishly wasted half of my life, but it was not too late to make a change.

I'd been married to my lawyer husband for eight years. In all that time, he never once acknowledged me as his wife in public. He wouldn't even let our daughter call him "Dad." Again and again, he missed out on her childhood because of his childhood sweetheart. Even when she hurt our daughter, he still forgave her. I was worn out and empty. So I decided to leave. I took our daughter and vanished from his world. But he refused the divorce. He started searching for us like a madman, turning the whole world upside down. Only this time, neither my daughter nor I will be looking back.

Rose Atwood was living the time of her life. She was well settled with a promising job and a desirable balance in her bank account. Although she had everything, she still didn’t have something or someone. Love. She had never fallen in love with anyone and as the years passed, she gave up the thought of ever loving someone until he happened. It started when she had this erotic dream of a man and then he had appeared in front of her in reality. She's been thrown into a world which she never thought existed in real life. What would she do when she realizes that the strange man, somehow, is her mate?

The night I sleep with Graham Rowland, he has just broken up with his girlfriend, Leanna Sandoval. Out of responsibility, he marries me. Our marriage is calm and steady. I once believe this is forever. But then, Leanna dies of illness. When he goes to mourn her, he learns that Leanna discovered what happened between us that night. That is why she loses hope and leaves him. At the same time, he discovers my secret diary of unrequited love. He becomes convinced that I deliberately destroyed their relationship and comes to hate me deeply. He divorces me, leaves me with nothing, and makes my life difficult at every turn. At the brink of death, I hear him say in an icy voice, "Your love disgusts me." When I open my eyes again, I return to two hours before the fateful event that night—when he is about to get drunk after the breakup. I grab my coat, rush out of the room, and knock on Leanna's door.

Lilian falsely accused the protagonist Angel of setting up a werewolf attack on her. Angel’s husband Bastien and son Finn fully distrusted her—so much so that they even harmed Angel’s sister Dana to protect Lilian. The damage left Dana suffering from silver poisoning, robbed of her ability to shift. Abandoned by her family and the man she loved, Angel bore deep scars, both emotional and physical. She made up her mind to divorce Bastien and take Lilian to court, but every step forward was blocked by obstacles. Then Bastien saw her kiss another man. Regret hit him like a punch to the gut. He pinned her against the wall, cutting off her words with a searing kiss. “You’re mine,” he growled, low and possessive. “Only mine—my mate.”

I followed an account of a couple that was not very popular but was very sweet. The account recorded every detail of the account owner and her boyfriend. They would argue over a plate of pasta and then look at each other and smile, playfully calling the other person a child at heart. They would hug tightly under the starry sky on a mountain top and say that they wished time could stop at this moment. Although the account owner never showed her face, I was still touched by her captions. The account was updated again the day before I was getting married. [Ten years of love ends here. From now on, he's just her husband, and I'm just her best friend. This account will no longer be updated. I wish my best friend and her beloved man a happy ever after.] The photo showed my fiancé, Josh Clark, and me, taken from behind.

Malisa, a wealthy career woman, wakes up again in the past, right on the tragic day when her daughter, Serena, jumps from the school roof and dies. In her previous life, Malisa was framed as a cruel and abusive mother by her husband, Eric, and Serena's homeroom teacher, Miss Lina. Malisa was vilified by the public, imprisoned, and eventually killed by fellow inmates. This time, with all those bitter memories, Malisa is determined to uncover the truth and prevent the tragedy from happening again. She decides to be more vigilant about Serena and the people around her. How the next story?

Jolene was never supposed to stay. An omega with a shadowed past, she’s been hiding in the ruthless Dark Slayer Pack, keeping her scent cloaked and her secrets even closer. She’s counting down the days until she can disappear — quietly, without leaving a trace. There’s just one problem. Alpha Jayden. Her fated mate. He doesn’t know. He can’t know. Jo has spent years pretending the bond doesn’t exist, burying the pull in silence. But when a she-wolf named Lucy — an outcast on trial for murder — accidentally wears Jo’s unscent-masked clothing, everything crumbles. Jayden catches Lucy’s scent… and believes she’s the one. Now Jolene is forced to watch her mate fall for someone else. As strange deaths ripple through the werewolf world and the Royal Generals arrive to investigate, the lies Jo built her world on begin to crack. Why is she hiding her bond? What truth is she protecting? And what will happen when her scent is no longer hidden? In a world ruled by destiny, love, and betrayal — Jolene may be the only one who can stop what’s coming… But only if she dares to be found.

Gavin became Alpha right after our mating ceremony. His older brother, Damien—the former Alpha—was dead. Killed by a rival pack from the North. Gavin took his brother's mate, Sarah, and headed north. He claimed he was avenging his brother. He swore he'd expand our territory. He told me the expansion was too dangerous. He didn't want me to get hurt. So I was left behind. Left to rule a dying pack in the south, with only my healing gift to keep us from collapsing. I bled myself for healing serums, all to ensure his northern campaign didn't falter. Every time I sent word asking when our packs would merge, he'd give me an excuse. His position in the North was unstable. They'd just finished a war. It wasn't the right time. Seven years later, the pack couldn't hold on any longer. I sent Leon, my last remaining beta, to find Gavin. Leon’s message back told a different story. Gavin's new pack was already one of the three great powers in the North. And he had a pup with Sarah. A public one. Pain, sharp and swift, lanced through my chest. I marched to the pack elders and demanded they sever our mate bond. Then, I sent a message to the Healers' Guild that had been recruiting me for years: "I'm severing my bond. I'll be packless in three days. Tell the Guild I'm in."

After seven years of marriage, my husband grew tired of our quiet life and took a college student as his mistress. That fragile, pitiable girl held Alain Roth so completely he didn't come home for an entire month, no matter how I begged. On our son's third birthday, I came to their villa, holding the feverish child and pleading for him to return. Inside, he stayed lost in passion with her. Jeff Roth drew his last breath in my arms while their pleasure echoed through the night. At the funeral, Alain held me and wept, swearing he would return to the family and love only me. I agreed, driven solely by Jeff's dying wish. Four years later, a video from his old kindergarten surfaced, showing Alain with a radiant Mabel Flores and a three-year-old boy. The boy smiled brightly at the camera, lifting a trophy high. "Mom, Dad, we're the happiest family in the world!"