Mei The Face Of Evil

There are many people who have met Ciara, each with a different impression of her. However, they all agree on describing Ciara as follows: She is a beautiful person. She is like a princess who doesn't care about life. She is like a graceful flower always emitting a inviting fragrance. She has a scent that arouses the hunger of those who smell it. She is like an item that everyone wants to possess. She is like a dish that everyone craves. She is a deadly poison if anyone dares to touch her. If one day you happen to smell a fragrance that arouses your instinct to hunt, I have two pieces of advice for you: first, control yourself; second, if you are not the chosen one, run away, because otherwise all that awaits you is a painful death.

After being secretly married to me for five years, my husband, a famous actor, suddenly reveals his relationship on his Twitter account. Promotional accounts find out who I am and make me out to be a woman who refuses to let the relationship die. My husband's fans criticize and mock me all over the Internet, but I'm unfazed. My husband's the one who cheated on me, yet he's acting like he's deeply in love with another woman. Does he think I'm nothing but a regular businesswoman? Sometimes, some people get ahead of themselves because they forget their roots. I bet he's forgotten who funded his success!

After being brutally attacked in the woods one night, Layla manages to escape her captors only to find herself captured again by none other than the countries most feared Alpha, Jaxon. Bruised and beaten, Layla learns the truth of the supernatural world and must convince the ruggedly handsome and dominating Alpha that she is no threat to his way of life or his pack. During a Red Moon, fate presents itself in producing a match made by the Mood Goddess herself. There is only one problem, Layla is human. Never in the history of werewolves has an Alpha been fated to a human mate. As Layla begins to find herself, so do her previous captors, and they want only one thing. Her. Can Alpha Jaxon accept their destiny and save her in time? And can he uncover the truth of Layla's true identity and her past in order to save the one woman he vowed to never love?

The day before our wedding, my fiancé invites our family onto a cruise ship. He says he wants to test the authenticity of my feelings for him. He shoves my mother off the ship when the waves are at their choppiest. Then, he jumps into the water, too. I'm caught between a rock and a hard place. I panic, not knowing what to do. My mother had already choked on a lot of water, but she pushed me away weakly. She cried, "Save Adrian first! He can't swim!" However, after I drag Adrian Lawson onto land and go back for my mother, I find that she's already stopped breathing. Adrian watches me cry, his expression frosty. "Drop the act. Your mother was a swimmer when she was younger—how can she be dead? I can't believe you didn't save me first. "Vi is right—you don't love me enough. Our wedding is postponed. It'll happen only after you've reflected on your mistakes and I've received an apology from you and your mother." After that, he leaves while holding Vivian Sinclair's hand. He doesn't know that my mother can no longer swim after a major illness a few years back. He's shoved her to her death.

Abductors bind me in a basement, subjecting me to the torment of dozens. Meanwhile, my husband, Evan Foster, dines by candlelight with his lover, Carmen Locke. My abductors grant me one chance to call for help, and I dial Evan's number. I'm certain he will come for me. I believe Evan would give his life for me, as he once vowed that his future held no meaning without me. Clinging to hope, I call the number etched in my heart. However, Evan scolds me for interrupting their date. "You think I'll come get you? Dream on. Maybe I'll bother to collect your body if you die out there." His words crush me, and I do die. Five days later, Evan stands before the autopsy table, grimacing at the mangled remains before him. Even as the police department's finest forensic expert, having dissected thousands of bodies, he condemns the killer's brutality. Yet, despite his cold dismissal of my desperate plea over the phone, he now wears a look of pity. Evan, if you knew these fragments belonged to me, would you still find me worthy of your compassion?

I stayed by William Gavin's side for three years and proposed to him three times. He rejected me each time. With a look of utter disdain, he said, "Every time I see that scar on Whitney Spencer's stomach, I remember the baby that died in there. It just makes me think she's dirty." The words pierced my heart like a knife. And yet, I still asked him to marry me a fourth time.

While I was nine months pregnant, the apple of my husband’s eye moved into our house. Whenever she saw me, she would make a sad face. My husband was sure that I was flaunting my pregnancy to make her angry. “Rachel is frail, and she can’t get pregnant, yet you’re walking around making her upset?! Do I seriously have to teach you a lesson?!” He ordered the bodyguards to lock me in the attic that had not been in use for a long time and told them not to give me food. I pleaded for mercy and told him that the ultrasound scan showed that the twin babies were too big. I told him that the doctor had claimed that I had to be hospitalized while I waited for my delivery. But he laughed as if he had heard the world’s greatest joke. When he spoke, his voice was as cold as ice. “You’re still three days away from your delivery date! Enough with the pitiful act! Repent while you’re in the attic! This is what you get for making Rachel upset!” The contractions hurt so much that I clenched my fists to the point that my nails broke, but no one unlocked the door to the attic. My piercing screams echoed in the attic for a long time until my whole body was soaked in blood, and one of my babies was stuck between my bloody legs. Three days later, my husband ate his breakfast that was not up to his taste and said, “Have Jane make breakfast for me, then have her apologize to Rachel with a gift. If she’s sincere enough, I’ll send her to the hospital to deliver the babies.” But no one dared go up to the attic because the blood that flowed down from it had already reached the second step of the stairs.

It’s her. It’s my mate. I looked at the girl from afar using my enhanced vision. I can’t be seen closer to the guesthouse and I know I’m breaking the rules but fuck! I can’t stand the sweet scent lingering all over my pack since they arrive. Since she arrive. She is tall, and even from those shabby clothes, I can tell she’s fit and curvy. Her long golden-brown hair has natural curls at the edge. I love how the shape of her eyes matches her high cheekbone and- Oh, fuck. Not again. I can feel my cock reacting from just looking at her. And even from this distance, her scent is intoxicating that I can’t help but be enticed by it. Fuck. If only I’m not an Alpha, I won’t have this much control! I might have run down this hill to reach her, claim her, mark her, kiss her--ohh, fuck!

Lincoln just wanted his parents to give him their company. However, his parents don't want to unless he'll bring them a girlfriend. Shun, who is striving for her sister's hospital bills, would take every job as much as he can just to get his sister treated. It was no surprise when he agreed to Lincoln to be the latter's pretend girlfriend in exchange for a large amount of money. Seems like an easy task, but Shun is a man. How long will Shun, who's a man disguised as a woman, will be able to pretend to be Lincoln's girlfriend? Or they'll grow feelings for each other first before Shun gets busted?

When she was 19, Victoria accidentally met Dante Altieri, the son of a godfather who was injured during a mission. Without knowing his identity, she treated him, and they spent a night together. However, he suddenly vanished, leaving her confused and heartbroken. Five years later, Victoria was on the verge of breaking down after getting her artworks continuously rejected and discovering that the boyfriend she had been dating for the past two years, Liam Reynold, was cheating on her with her step sister, Amelia Liebert. Just as she was about to end her own life out of frustration. He suddenly returned to her life, and this time, he planned on claiming her as his. Soon, she was drawn into his dangerous world, full of sins and unexpected rivalry. “I’ve been watching you all these years, and now I am taking you back with me.”