My Dead Girlfriend Keeps Messaging Me On Facebook

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.

Bella Murphy always thought her ex-boyfriend was a sweet, innocent boy who couldn't even hurt a fly. But imagine, Bella's surprise when she bumped into her ex-boyfriend after seven long years to find the sweet, innocent and submissive boy changing into a dark, dangerous and dominant Mafia Leader. Silas Kingsley, a man who shoots a person before thinking was not always a dangerous man. But now he is anything but innocent and weak. And now he is not ready to go to his ex-girlfriend, who is engaged to another person? How will Bella deal with this new possessive side of hex ex-boyfriend, Silas Kingsley, the Mafia Don. ... "Next time I find that so-called fiance of yours anywhere near you, Bella, that will be his last day on earth." Silas said, his fingers holding me from my neck, and my breath hitched at his words. "You.... you won't do it, Silas!" I cried out in panic, but he only smiled at me. "I am no longer the sweet, innocent boy you left seven years ago, Bella. This Silas Kingsley will burn every single man who even dares to look at what's mine." He said, kissing my neck, and my eyes clenched shut at the warmth pooling my stomach. "He is my fiance, Silas." "And you're mine!" He said possessively, and I could only wonder one thing. How the hell did my sweet, innocent and submissive ex-boyfriend changed into a strong, dangerous and dominating mafia boss? And now he is obsessed with me.

Warning: This book contains, violence, explicit and disturbing scenes- — My seemingly perfect marriage was torn apart on my third wedding anniversary. After getting married to Alpha Hades of the Silvermist pack, my fated mate and the man I vowed to love till eternity. I was met with thorns in my marital home. When I thought our formidable marriage would never sever, my husband's first love returned, and despite being his wife, I couldn't help but feel like a third wheel, caught between the two of them. Now, I want a divorce, but my husband is unyielding and refuses to let me go.

The first year after they finally bring me home, the impostor suggests a trip to Golden Island so we can build some brotherly rapport. For safety, my fiancee comes with us. They rack up a massive gambling debt at Golden Island's casino. To get themselves out of trouble, she leaves me behind as a hostage and disappears with him. The casino thugs pin me down, ready to take out their anger on me. I struggle to break free, and that is when I notice the leader's phone lighting up with a number for the island owner. Isn't that the number of the adoptive sister who has adored me for more than a decade?

BLURB. "A fucking Omega is my mate?" His cold voice left an echo in my ears. I was not hearing the hidden dangers in the words, rather, the outward look of it, "Oh my! The young alpha is my mate!" "I REJECT YOU AS MY MATE!" He shouted at me and my heart tightened in grief. "But don't worry, I will marry you to fulfill my father's last wish." He completed his words more dangerously. That is better, right? I smiled and was jubilant again. ______ Hazel thought she could change her husband's hatred to love. She thought she could be strong even without a wolf. She thought that, with her husband by her side, they could build a future for the Dark Bridge pack together. But little did she know the dangers awaiting her for marrying an alpha who was filled with hate... Let's journey through Hazel's life together and how her alpha owes her...

On my 18th birthday, my triplet brothers adopted a fifteen-year-old orphan girl. To make their newly adopted sister happy, Matthew gave her my coming-of-age gift, Daniel sent away the dog that had grown up with me because she was allergic, and William coldly told me to get out of the house and stop making their little sister upset. I didn't say another word. I just packed my bags and left. They all thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would be back in a few days. My three brothers canceled their busy work schedules to take the orphan girl abroad to relax her nerves. They went to see the Northern Lights in Alaska – the place I had always dreamed of visiting. Many days later, when they returned from their vacation, they suddenly learned that I had volunteered for a twenty-year medical research mission in a remote frontier. I would never be coming home again. That night, they fell apart.

“Luciana Hart, your smell is horrible and as the Alpha King of this pack, I prohibit you from coming close to me because I reject you. Isn't it your words in the beginning, Alpha?” “I know, but I love you now, Luciana. I never thought falling in love with you would be this crazy. Please accept me back,” he begs, kneeling down. “You rejected me once and now you want to come back, Massimo? That's crazy!” **** Luciana Hart grew up having a smell, making her different from the ordinary wolves of their pack. She was bullied, underestimated, and cursed by the pack wolves but it never brought her down. Until one day when she was chosen as the Alpha King's mate. She thought being destined as Alpha Massimo’s mate would change her life, but worse things happened. He rejected her in front of everyone, telling her that she can't be his mate. Luciana was hurt, and embarrassed, but she swore that she would rise on top. Then, she met Alpha Klein, who helped her realize that she needed to fight for her right, not letting everyone degrade her, including her mate. Luciana vowed that she only wanted to get back to those who caused her pain, but she never expected that Alpha Massimo would start chasing her back. What would she do? Would she accept him back, or would she avenge herself and break Alpha Massimo's heart instead?

Life Didn’t End when Diamond discovered that her sister’s new born belonged to her beloved husband. Life didn’t end when she found out they were both planning to frame her up for a crime so the traitors would have reasons to divorce her. She was supposed to be the victim of her husband’s betrayal but her own family branded her the Villain. For their own selfish gains, they willingly casted her aside forgetting every sacrifices they’d made for them. Like she meant nothing, she was divorced and casted away. Concealing her secret pregnancy for her husband, she fled to another city. She was supposed to have a fresh life with her kids but her past found her when her kids decided a bring her a husband. And it was no other than her nightmare, A man who was supposed to be dead - her Ex-husband’s mortal enemy. Right from the moment she set her eyes on him, she knew her life is about to the Jeopardized.

“Who would have thought goody two shoes Tatiana Olivera is a nasty sl*t who fantasies about f*ck*ng her step brother?” Hasan continues his teasing. He inserts in middle finger in my mouth and I greedily s*ck on it, picturing it to be his c*ck. Hasan’s mouth parts open, his brows cresting as he watches me s*ck his middle finger like a kid sucking on a candy cane. I frowned when he pulled out his middle finger. He grabs my chin with a fierceness that sent me on edge. “Open your mouth.” He orders and I obey. He takes in a deep breath as though calming himself and before I knew it, hot liquid drops into my mouth. Did.. did he just spit in my mouth? It tastes divine. It tastes like him. And I want more. “Swallow.” I meet his gaze as I gulp down his saliva. A proud smile appears on his face. “There’s my good little sl*t.” ***** I hate Hasan Olivera. I can’t stand him. The way he walks into the room like he owns the place, the smug smirk that says he already knows what I am thinking. He’s insufferably cocky, sharp-tongued, insanely hot and fully aware of it. And those eyes? Dark, knowing, endlessly amused by the fact that, no matter how much I pretend otherwise, I’m completely drawn to him. I want him to f*ck me. I want him to claim me. I want him to be mine because I belong to him. But he's my step brother. And I hate my step brother. -------

My husband's ex-girlfriend left behind a cat that could nurse my daughter like a woman. I turned on my camera and livestreamed this horrifying scene. The stream instantly went viral, and people approached me offering high prices for the cat. When I agreed to sell it, my husband went crazy, clutching the cat and screaming that it could not be sold. Even my sister-in-law, who had always doted on me, furiously yelled at me for being brainless. In my previous life, I accidentally discovered the cat in our house nursing my daughter. I was terrified when I saw my daughter's satisfied expression! What made me feel even more horrified was that the cat's chest area had no fur at all. It was smooth and delicate, like a nursing woman's. Moreover, this cat usually either bared its teeth at me or scratched me with its claws. Every night, it slept in my husband's arms. Thinking of all this made my skin crawl, and I immediately decided to throw the cat out. Unexpectedly, my usually gentle and refined husband became incredibly frenzied. "I raised this cat with my own hands. It's no different from my child! If you dare throw away my cat, then we're getting divorced!" My sister-in-law also urged me to keep the cat. She even gave me sleeping pills, claiming I had been under too much stress lately. That night, my daughter died in my arms, and I also died in bed from excessive grief. Only after my death did I learn that the cat was my husband's ex, and my daughter was the medium for her life exchange. Their true purpose was to steal my body. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I was just discharged from the hospital.