Krystal Cascetta Obituary

(STORY ON HOLD FOR NOW) UPDATE: Beginning to work on new chapters.) Krystal Walters is a tough woman and the daughter of an alpha. As she is informed of an important Alpha’s arrival to her pack for business with her father, she is dragged into helping with the preparations for his arrival. Just how important is this, Alpha? She soon finds out when he arrives and her wolf cries…MATE. Liam Adams the visiting Alpha-King of all packs steps out of his car only to be hit with a beautiful fragrance and his wolf is excited. When he spots a young woman standing whom he believes is her family, and when they make eye contact his wolf shouts…MATE. Liam though is a playboy who likes having women. Even after mating and marking his mate he can’t seem to stop his sexual escapades. Krystal feels the betrayal pains a couple of days after they mate, and mark each other, and follows the scent of her mate to the servants' quarters where she finds her mate banging a servant girl. So, with the mindset that two can play that game, she calls a friend, meets him at a hotel, and explains everything to him. Just as she was explaining, another pain hits her, letting her know he is at it again, her friend then suggests they give her mate the same treatment. After all, Pain for pain. Thus begins a story of a love-hate situation between a King and his new Queen. Can the two find their road to happiness together? Read to find out.

"I love you..." His pitch increases as rage joins in, but still, he manages to retain gentility in his voice. "...but that doesn't mean I can't slit your throat, peanut!... DON'T ANGER ME." Blood drips down my wrist as his blue eyes tore me down, I could feel my fragile, lean wrist trapped within his muscular grip. As he screamed, my heart skipped into my mouth, memories filled my head, memories on how I willingly walked into a trap set up by the devil himself. **** Cupid strikes yet again, boring a deadly arrow in her chest... Krystal Gomez begins a pursuit. Little does she know that soon, she'll become his prey.

I am the biggest female drug lord in Riverdale, who gets shot in the head during a crackdown operation. As soon as the news breaks, the entire internet celebrates. People even crowdfund to take over a giant screen in the city square to display my obituary photo. They say I filled Riverdale with drugs and single-handedly destroyed countless families. They accuse me of leaking operation routes, causing the deaths of my ex-husband's 13 anti-drug force teammates. Hundreds of thousands sign a petition demanding my ashes be crushed and turned into tiles for public restrooms. To calm the overwhelming public anger, my ex-husband, Tyler Lowell, who is now captain of the anti-drug force, decides to launch a public hearing across the internet to livestream my entire life of alleged crimes. On the day of the trial, people thronged the city square. "A woman like her deserves to be cut up into a thousand pieces! How many families are destroyed because of the drugs she sells?" "I hear she is ruthless. She would even stoop to making a three-year-old do her bidding. She is inhumane!" "She got so many anti-drug officers killed. I want to see her end up in hell!" Tyler presses the start button with a blank expression. The crowd's furious curses come crashing down like waves. It is as if they want to tear me apart and condemn me forever. But in the next second, what appears on the giant screen is me in a uniform, standing under the national flag and taking a solemn oath. In that instant, the entire square falls silent.