Monthsary Message

Before the pack's Winter Solstice festival, I was given a Moonwater Mirror, forged from the waters of the Moon Goddess Spring. But the face staring back at me wasn't my own. It was my face, but younger. The girl I was eight years ago. Her eyes were bright with a joy I hadn't felt in years. When she realized I was from her future, she practically vibrated with excitement. "Our fated mate, Alpha Owen, he confessed today! He's going to plant moonflowers around the lake cabin. He'll stay with me for every full moon. He promised to make me his one and only Luna forever!" Her voice was full of hope for the future. Her joy was a bitter reminder of what I'd lost. I listened quietly, only managing a faint smile. My reaction must have given me away. Her excited chatter died. Her gaze drifted over my shoulder, taking in the cold, empty penthouse behind me. "Wait... where's Owen?" Her smile faltered. "We're happy, right? After eight years?" I didn't say a word. I just slowly, deliberately, turned the Moonwater Mirror toward the terrace. There, my Alpha mate, Owen, had another she-wolf pinned to the railing. Their mouths were fused, their breaths mingling in the cold night air.

Plaque!!! A slap landed on my cheek, I don't know how many times I have experienced something like this, I really can't stand it anymore, my God, please help me to get out of this house, Mr. Raka always insults me, not infrequently he even throws a punch at me just out of jealousyany woman would never want to live long with an arrogant man like him. It all started with an incoming message on my cellphone and the one who sent it was my ex-boyfriend when I was in high school, we separated because I had to move house to Kalimantan Island and we had to have a long-distance relationship at first everything went smoothly but a few months passedIt's the harsh reality that I got, it seems that my lover is having an affair with my own best friend on this island of Kalimantan and since then my feelings for him have disappeared until I met mas raka who is currently my husband. My harmonious household has now disappeared since he sent me a message. Ting! My cellphone notification sound is a sign that there is an incoming message, but I wonder who sent me a message using a new number? Because of my curiosity, I opened it and what a surprise when I opened it, it turned out to be a message from my former Yogi. [Hi, how are you? it's me yogi] There was not the slightest intention that crossed my mind to reply to the message, but when I was about to delete the message, suddenly my brother took my cellphone, "Yogi? Is this your former yogi?" he asked. I just kept quiet and didn't answer because if I answered, there would definitely be a feud between me and Mas Raka. "Answer Lia" he snapped.

After their first ever encounter in a coffee shop, Gara Andrade and Cloud Mendes despise each other already. Gara's boredom unexpectedly leads her to Cloud again through a nonsense prank message after a few weeks. She sends it to the people who are named "Cloud" through Messenger since she really likes clouds. The content is about her being pregnant and Cloud is obliged to be responsible for it. Their profile pictures on Facebook that time are not their faces that is why they fail to recognize each other. Terrified after receiving the message, Cloud starts thinking if she is the woman that his friends are talking about that might get pregnant because something has happened between them in a hotel the time he is very drank one night. He tends to forget what is happening to him when he is very drank that is why he is terrified about the message. He does not know that his friends are just making stories to make fun of him. He responds to the message until the deal is sealed. Yes, he will be marrying her after someone introduced himself as Gara's father and threatened him After one of his best friends lies to him, the prank goes wrong. Gara is determined to make fun of Cloud at first. But when the things get blurry, will she be able to handle the situations most especially if her prank message gets real when it is too late?

The injured Shadow was thrown into the novel made by her best friend's fiance, unwillingly. When she opened her eyes, a high graphic game-like message flickered in front of her eyes. [{Welcome mortal} - Register name: Shadow - Gender: handsome lady - Code name: SS50 - Title: The Emperor of the Underworld. - Height: 150cm (short)] After she received the bizarre message from supposed trusted companions, the sense of betrayal messing up her whole system, driving her tired mind to the beyond insanity. And she knew she was done for.

On the night of our fifth wedding anniversary, I set the table, lit the candles, and waited on the couch for my husband to come home. As I scrolled through my feed to pass the time, a message notification popped up–from his old classmate, Susie Cartman. "Angela, thanks to Calvin's seed, I can finally have my own baby." The message came with a selfie–her grinning at the camera, holding up a medical slip in one hand, flashing a peace sign with the other. I touched my stomach, where our child was quietly growing. Calvin… Did you really think everything in life would always go your way?

She closed her eyes feeling satisfied with her message. But she opened her eyes as realization hit her. "Oh, God! I am such an idiot! How could I send him such a blunt message? He will think I am a creep! My love story ended before it started!" She started whining like a kid and kicked her legs in the air feeling angry at herself. Her message was sent to him already and now she can't even delete it. "Please make me pregnant hubby!" ***** Emma Miller, Bold but becomes shy when she sees him! Dangerous but becomes nervous when she is around him! Crazy but becomes crazier when she falls in love with him!

While negotiating the terms of a project, a client pressured me into downing a large glass of liquor. While I was washing my face in the restroom, I saw my younger sister’s latest Instagram post. [Low salary? What of it? My parents will always support me!] Above the caption was a photo of a property deed with her name on it, along with a message from our parents. [Mom and Dad will always be your safety net!] It was in a newly developed residential complex. It was also the very neighborhood I had been desperately saving up for a downpayment to buy a home in. At that moment, a torrent of complex emotions washed over me. I splashed my face with water. After clearing my head, I sent a message to my manager, Mr. Jenkins. [I’m willing to take on that overseas project you mentioned.]

It is 9:00 pm, and a soft glow still lights the master bedroom on the Lowe residence's second floor. "Helena, there's only a month left before the marriage agreement ends. Once it's up, I'll go ahead and arrange the fake death." Sitting at her vanity, Bianca Lane types the message and sends it to her mother-in-law, Helena Johnson. A reply comes back almost instantly. "Bianca, you've worked so hard these past ten years. You've taken such good care of Sebastian and even gave birth to a child for our family. "To me, you've always been my daughter-in-law. Why not just forget about the agreement?" Reading the message, Bianca unconsciously tightens her grip on her phone before quickly typing her response. "No, Helena. Let's just stick to the agreement."

" Ceci est un message de la part de la police, rester chez vous a partir de vingt-deux heures si possible accompagné. Le tueur cours toujours." Quand Eva entend pour le troisième fois ce message au journal elle comprend que c'est le début d'une enquête difficile. Le soir même elle reçoit un appelle de la part du ministère de la sécurité publique. Avec son assistante elle se rend a la capitale Yastre. Eva Hearth, métisse de deux nation en guerre parviendra-t-elle a mettre la mains sur le meurtrier aux lettres ? La réponse est peut-être à la fin de cette histoire.

While my boyfriend, Caleb Lawson, is in the shower, I grab his phone on a whim and drop a message in the group chat he's in with his friends. "Guess who I'm with tonight." I expect them to say my name, but their reply blindsides me. "That freshman who used to chase you when you were a sophomore? She's obsessed with you. She's definitely easier than your girlfriend. Want us to swing by tonight?" My gut tells me he's hiding more than an affair. Just as I start scrolling through his messages with the freshman, a notification from her pops up. "Caleb, I agree to the threesome. I'll do anything you want." Seconds later, another message appears in the group chat. "Just be careful this time. We don't need another body on our hands."