Killer Frost Outfit

Pamela’s parents were killed by unknown men, Pamela managed to escape but they were after her then she jumped into a big river. So the killer thought she'd be dead and they retreated. Pamela was rescued by a fisherman named Jones. She was taken care of by Mr&Mrs Jones. Due to the incidents, Pamela lost her memory and was given a new name by Mrs. Jones called Giselle. A few years later, Giselle agreed to be her boss’s fake girlfriend for three months just for 1M then they both fell in love along the way. Later, Giselle regained her memory, and she was bent on avenging her parent's death, and she was helped by Thomas, the only son of Mr & Mrs. Jones and Thomas gave her a nickname, KILLER MACHINE after he had trained her. What would happen when Giselle finds out that Greg’s father was part of her Parent's killer? Would she go ahead with her plans, knowing fully well that Greg cherished his father a lot? What would happen if Greg finds out that Giselle is the KiLLER MACHINE that had been killing people? Well, let's see how this beautiful story goes.

My parents, the wealthiest couple in the country, were famous philanthropists. I had to ask them for permission if I wanted to spend more than five bucks. The day I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I asked them for 100 dollars, but instead of helping, they yelled at me for three hours. "What kind of disease could you get at your age? If you're going to ask for money, at least come up with a better excuse." "Do you know that 100 dollars could support children in poverty-stricken areas for a long time? Your sister is more sensible than you." I dragged my sick body for miles, back to the small basement I called home. But as I passed the mall, I saw my parents, live on a huge screen, spending a fortune to rent out Disneyland for my sister. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. A hundred dollars wouldn't even cover one round of chemotherapy. I just wanted to buy a new outfit and leave with some dignity.

My dormmate invites me to a college mate's engagement party. I choose an expensive tailor-made gown for the occasion. When I arrive at the hotel, I see several of my former classmates are already there. Everyone looks like they're doing well—they're wearing expensive clothing. Someone is even wearing something from a luxury brand. As soon as I enter the private room, a familiar classmate rolls her eyes at me. "Look at who it is—the woman who was once the most outstanding student in our class. You're dressed so plainly for such an important occasion." Everyone is circled around the classmate who's wearing something from a luxury brand. They ignore me. Only our former class monitor clinks glasses with me and consoles me softly. "It's good enough that you're here. You're dressed plainly, but don't give up. You'll succeed one day." I sip my wine and smile. "My outfit may not be too opulent, but it's an expensive, tailor-made piece. It's 100% handcrafted by a master designer."

I cringe in fear, he traces his finger down my half naked body feasting his eyes on me, I can tell my already wet transparent outfit isn't helping matters, I feel his hand graze through my nipple slightly he turns me over making me face the wall, I feel his bulge rub against me,I try pushing him but he pins me down with no effort at all, "It won't be fun if you don't resist" I'm hit by a sharp wave of pain as he thrusts into me gradually it turns to pleasure as he thrusts faster,harder and quicker my brain tells me to fight him off and run but my body aches for more pleasure than ever,I've always been this kind of slut but tonight I feel violated, He turns me over to face him I watch his lips move closer aiming for a kiss,disgusted and irked I kick him in the groin causing him to fall and sprawl on the ground ,I reach for my jacket, he pulls me by my ankle I try kicking him off but he's holding on too tight, restless and impatient I reach for the gun just before me pulling the trigger without second thought, he stays still not moving seconds after blood come gushing out from his abdomen,I hear claps come from behind "Well-done Nikita, welcome to the crib"

The cataclysm was upon us. The world was besieged by a wave of deadly frost, covering everything it touched in an icy coffin. We were trapped in a cave of ice, but fortunately, Joshua Frost came to our rescue just in time. I thought I was saved, but I thought wrong. Joshua didn't even give me a moment of his time. Instead, he went to my best friend's side. "Irene isn't good with the cold, and she's not in the best of health. Just hang on for a bit, Sera. The rescue squad's coming soon." When the rescue squad did come, I had passed out from the extreme cold, my body numb. While I was weakened, Joshua stripped me of my Ability and gave it to my best friend.

Mila is a feisty young woman in her late twenties who is bored with her life. And bored with her Lycan boyfriend, Lowell who she was sold to at a young age. When strange murders start to occur, Lowell is tasked with finding the culprit, being one of the best detectives in town. Mila refuses to sit behind the lines and starts doing some investigations of her own, despite Lowell's insistence that she stay out of it. But she would never have guessed it would lead her to Lobo, Lowell's much older brother who is known as "The Lycan from Hell" due to his ruthless temper. To make things worse, she has been terrified of him since the two had a brief encounter years prior. Mila is thrown into a web of lies which she must start to untangle when she discovers that she is Lobo's, fated mate. The two decide to work together to uncover the identity of the killer plaguing the town, but things become hard when the humans chase the Lycans out of town and the killer sets his sites on Mila. Will she find safety in Lobo and his Pack, or will she find she has made a grave mistake by trusting them?

A girl who is cursed to have the strongest sexual compulsions that might lead her to demise if the need isn't fulfilled. Chelsea Cadeel. Her life as an omega was quite pathetic yet simple and less complicated until the Prince of Frost Falls found her with her lover on a bed. After that it turned out that the man once she loved the most was the one who betrayed her the most. When her heart was shattered into a million pieces, the Prince killed her traitorous lover in front of everyone and claimed her as his mate which, later, proved to bring the Lust curse to her. He, however, took the task to give her a normal life, appeasing all her compulsions and desires. Would he be able to succeed in satisfying her? ~A heart that is trapped in hell, chilled by nature, and grown by hatred, can it ever allow love?~

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine. But when he sensed I was really leaving, when the tether between us began to snap, he broke. Dropped to his knees, clutching the pups like lifelines, his voice raw. "Please," he whispered, "don't leave me." Even the pups cried, reaching for me with shaking hands. "Mom, we’re sorry… We didn't mean it. Please don't go."

I’d been dead a month before my family even noticed. It wasn’t concern that brought them to that realization. It was my silence after the so-called “dinner” with Adam Rossi, the infamous mafia boss. My father scoffed like always,“She probably shacked up with that bastard. Too busy spreading her legs to pick up the damn phone.” My sister texted me a photo of them smiling under the Christmas tree, ornaments twinkling like nothing was wrong. Bitch, she wrote. You better talk Mr. Rossi into working with Dad, or you might as well be dead already. And my mother—once the softer one—was now colder than the frost on their windows. “I told you, we should’ve sent Gia to charm Mr. Rossi. Serena always screws things up.” They didn’t think I would die. Not until they found my body—broken, rotten, and forgotten—in Adam Rossi’s basement.

I died on my wedding night. Then I woke up—with revenge in my veins and my killer’s uncle in my bed. Betrayed by my husband and murdered by the man I once loved, I get a second chance—reborn one year before my death. This time, I’m done playing nice. I crash my own engagement by announcing an affair with the one man my ex fears: his powerful, brooding billionaire uncle. But what started as a game of revenge spirals into something dangerously real… and I’m carrying his child. Lies. Lust. Loyalty twisted beyond recognition. This time, I’m rewriting the rules—starting with my last name.