Live No Lies Mga Nobela at Kwento

Seven years. For over 2,500 days, Ella Winters endured everything. As a looked-down-upon Omega Luna, she stayed quiet and served the Blackwood pack without complaint. Until her five-year-old son, Noah, made a birthday wish: "I want Chloe to be my new mommy." Her husband, the powerful Alpha Damien, just stood there and said nothing. That was it. Ella snapped her silver seal, releasing seven years of hidden power. She took her sweet daughter, Lily, and left for good. One year later, at a grand pack gathering, Alpha Damien finally corners her. With his usual arrogance, he commands, "You’ve thrown your tantrum for long enough, Ella. Come home." Ella just sneers. "Are you insane? We already rejected each other." Damien’s voice drops. "Without my protection, what could you possibly do in a year?" Ella smiles faintly. "Be with my new mate." Instantly, the noisy room goes dead silent. That night, Damien goes crazy. He calls her 108 times, completely losing his mind. But the submissive girl who once loved him more than life itself is never coming back.

I trusted her. I trusted him. Big mistake. When I caught my husband and my best friend tangled in betrayal, my world shattered. And my daughter? She chose her as her new mom. Me? Just a housewife. Just the ‘overbearing mom’ who cared too much. Done. I walked away, leaving their apologies and tears in the dust. My husband dropped to his knees, begging, “Please, come back. We can fix this.”My daughter clung to me, crying, “Mom, don’t leave me.” I laughed: “Fix it? Don’t leave? Too late. You had your chance. I don’t need either of you anymore.”

My daughter, Bessie Garcia, had very little self-discipline. The only reason she studied at all was that I constantly pushed her. Three months before the SATs, I could not resist sending a question to myself ten years into the future. “Did Bessie get into an Ivy League school? What kind of job does she have now? Please tell me the last three years of hard work were worth it! How far have Meera and I gotten on our trip around the world? Did we have a second child?” A hopeful smile spread across my face. Then, I saw the man on the other side of the screen. His skin was sallow. He was so thin that he was almost unrecognizable. “An Ivy League school? After graduation, she publicly accused you of controlling and emotionally abusing her for more than ten years. The entire internet branded you a sick, controlling father. Meera divorced you and went on to have a child with her first love. As for you… years of staying up late, putting your life on hold, and constantly supervising Bessie’s studies left you with terminal pancreatic cancer. Your daughter and ex-wife have cut you out of their lives completely. You have only one month left to live.” I was stunned. Just then, Bessie’s voice sounded from her room as she talked to someone online. “My dad? He’s a pathetic control freak. His wife doesn’t love him, so he takes it out on me by trying to control my life. The more he forces me to study, the worse I’ll bomb the exams! Watching him lose his mind in rage is the only satisfaction I get. Once the SATs are over, I’m moving out and cutting him out of my life for good!” Tears splashed against the back of my hand. A moment later, I withdrew her from every SATs prep course and sent her a text. [You don’t have to attend those tutoring classes anymore. From now on, I won’t ask anything of you. It’s your life, so you should get to decide how to live it.]

Introduction: Modern + sadomasochism + love + domineering president In this modern city, two hearts begin to intertwine, but they are destined to experience joys and sorrows. Isabella loved him deeply, but was framed and imprisoned by him and her sister, and suffered all kinds of hardships. However, fate still took pity on Isabella after all. "Fortunately I no longer love you" is a sadomaso chistic novel that reveals the bitterness and warmth of modern love through Isabella's growth and experiences. In the bustling city, they traveled through dreamy time and faced the cruelty of parting, but they also discovered the sincere beauty in life. This is a melody of love and pain, leaving the afterglow of parting and blooming in the depths of the soul forever.

The day before Chris Carter and I were supposed to get engaged, my parents sent me to prison. Three years later, when I was finally released, Chris was the only one who came to pick me up. I knew he despised me. I trembled, keeping my head down, hoping to slip away unnoticed. But he blocked my path, frowning. “Emily York? You stink.” He pinched his nose and told me to get in the car. I fell to my knees, desperately begging him not to take me home. If he did, I would die. He looked at me with chilling indifference and said, “Then go ahead and die.” I agreed. But later, he cried and begged me to stay alive.

Hilda Michaela has been in love with her crush Edwilson Autore ever since she was a child. When an unexpected nightstand between the two led to a pregnancy, their families arranged for them to marry. Even though Wilson was against their union, Hilda devoted her life to him, hoping that he would love her back. Years passed, yet Wilson was the same. He became even colder when Hilda mysteriously lost the pregnancy exactly after a month of their marriage. This infuriates him even the more and only viewed their union as a trap. One day, he thrust divorce papers into her face when she least expected. "I've been thinking about this for a while, let's go our separate ways" he bellowed. Years later, when their paths cross, yearning reflected in his eyes as he pleaded, "Hilda.. Can you take me in again?" Hilda let out a loud empty laugh before she gazed at him with zero emotions and sneered, " I would love to take you in darling but the last I checked, i didn't own a daycare."

“Richard, if Lynn and I were hit by a car at the same time, who would you save first?” I once asked, curled up in his arms, teasing like a spoiled pup. He just scoffed, ruffling my hair. “That kind of situation doesn’t exist.” But when blinding headlights tore through the rain— He didn’t hesitate. He shielded Lynn in his embrace, and I was thrown into the blood-soaked street. Through the agony, I heard my phone buzz. A message from him: [What tantrum are you throwing now? Why didn’t you come to Moonstone today?] While the machines beeped beside me, I caught the sound of his gentle voice drifting from the next room—comforting her. “Don’t be afraid. I just reacted to the person closest to me.” That was the moment I wiped away bloody tears with a smile. Fine, Richard. Then you’ll watch with your own eyes—ten days from now, when I put on a wedding dress, it won’t be for you. It’ll be for your sworn enemy, the Alpha of Bloodmoon. On the eve of the ceremony, a helicopter thundered down onto the estate balcony. He kicked open my door, yanked my wrist with his tie. “Come with me.”

I've chosen to participate in a death game. As long as I can escape from the murderer's killing spree in ten time loops, I'll be able to win at least 100 billion dollars. In the first loop, I have my apartment refurbished into a bank vault. Still, the killer is able to bust down my front door. In the second loop, I hide in the ceiling crawlspace. Yet, the killer is quick to locate me immediately, as though he knew where I was, to begin with. In the third loop, I finally realize that something's definitely fishy…

Richard Lorde’s childhood friend had just become a widow. On our fifth wedding anniversary, he brought his childhood friend and her daughter into a karaoke box and removed my ring right before everyone. “Lily needs a proper status right now. It’s no longer right for you to wear that ring. “Resign from your job tomorrow and take care of Lily and her daughter.” Everyone in the room fell silent as they waited for me to blow my top off. But I said nothing. I calmly brought out the divorce agreement I had already signed, put it on the table, and left. My best friend stood up to advise me against it, but Richard just swung the wine glass and snorted. “Let her. She’ll come begging for my forgiveness before tomorrow.” When I slammed the door shut, I heard laughter from the room. What they did not know was that half an hour ago, I had received a message telling me that my visa application had been approved. The person in charge of picking me up had been waiting at my house ten minutes ago. This time, I was not turning back.

Two years ago, she did everything she could to marry him. Finally, her wish came true.She thought by giving it her all, it would eventually pay off.However, after their marriage, all he had given her was a life worse than death.Because of how merciless and cruel he was, her feelings for him eventually withered away.But just when she had decided to leave, he was the one who refused to let her go…