Novel & Cerita My Kitten Bite Me And Drew Blood

⚠️BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT🔞 🫧⋆｡˚ “If I were to have one more fucking chance, I’d pull you into my arms and kiss you like you’re the only light left in my wrecked soul, and love you so deeply that every shitty shadow of regret melts into forever burning in your eyes—God damn it, Lila, please let me have you again. I’d sell my soul to the devil and lay every fucking accomplishment at your feet… just don’t give that soft, sweet smile you once gave me to that worthless piece of shit.” °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Lila Danforth was never supposed to be the bride. When her identical twin sister, Clara, abandoned billionaire Elias Voss at the altar, Lila stepped in quietly, desperately, and hopelessly in love with the man her sister had thrown away. For three years she was the perfect wife, giving him everything while asking for almost nothing. Until their third anniversary. That day, Lila walked in on Elias in their bed… with Clara. Hurt by her husband’s cold indifference, her twin’s cruel betrayal, and her family’s icy dismissal, Lila finally does the one thing she never dared before. She walks away. But how could that single choice completely ruin her life even more? Did her leaving feel like such a threat to them? This left only one question burning brighter than the rest. Tell me, dear readers… After everything he and everyone around her had put her through, could Lila ever forgive them? Or would she grind them to dust?

[18+ WARNING: Mature Themes & Explicit Content] As the Lycan King’s lips brushed my throat, my cunt throbbed with a shameful, desperate heat. But I wanted more. I wanted him to pull me closer, to trail those scorching kisses slowly down my cleavage while his massive hand worked my ass. This was wrong. This was a death sentence. My body was begging to be devoured by the devil himself—the widely feared Lycan King. And he was about to claim me as his mate. For three years, I was my Alpha husband’s punching bag—a dormant, defective Luna. When I finally gave birth, he dragged my bleeding body to the slave square and sold me and my newborn son for a chest of gold. I expected to die in the freezing mud. Instead, the continent's most terrifying warlord dropped to his knees and wrapped me in his royal furs. My ex thought he was disposing of useless trash. He didn't know he had just handed a god of war his true Queen—and signed his own death warrant in the process.

When my younger sister gave me a blessed pendant, I immediately hung it around the neck of a pregnant sow. In my past life, my sister and I got pregnant at the same time, and she bought an expensive blessed pendant from Tenezia to ensure my baby and I would be safe and sound. I was touched, and I wore the pendant every day. Months later, my sister and I went into labor at the same time. I gave birth to a deformed, dead fetus, while my sister gave birth to a healthy, chubby baby boy. My in-laws thought I had cursed my son to death and would also end up bringing misfortune to their family, so they drugged me and sold me to Tenezia. I was turned into a freak show and placed inside a vase to become a public spectacle for all who came to see me. It was only after my death that I found out it had all been my sister's doing. She had known from the start that there was something wrong with her baby, which was why she got me the blessed pendant to exchange the fates of our babies. When I opened my eyes again, I smiled as I stared at the round belly of the sow…

My mom had a sudden heart attack, and the medical bills were piling up faster than I could breathe. I was desperate, so I turned to my rich boyfriend, hoping he could help, or at least offer some kind of solution. But instead of the support I expected, he unleashed a tirade that hit harder than anything I'd ever heard. "So this is why you're with me? Just for my money? You're no different from those other women throwing themselves at me. You're all the same—pathetic and shameless!" Before I could even react, he shoved me out the door. Later, when he finally understood the full story, he handed me a bank card, no questions asked. "Candice," he said quietly, his tone almost remorseful. "The password is your birthday." I didn't say a word. I just let the card drop onto the floor and walked away without looking back.

“I’m going to make her mine,” Xander declared. “You are going to marry my wife, father?” “Your ex-wife,” Xander corrected. “She’s no longer your wife, Thayer. You just divorced her, remember?” he added, stepping closer to me on the bed. Thayer cheated on me the same day I found out I was pregnant for him. He divorced me cruelly and called me a mistake, fat, and dirty. However, in reaction to the betrayal, I found myself falling deeply in love with my father in-law and he in return fell for me too. His love ignited a forbidden passion in me and I was ready to sin with him. But my ex-husband suddenly realized what he had lost and wants me back. He is willing to go any lengths, even to kill to kill his own father just to win my heart again. But my heart now belongs to another-his father. My father in-law belongs to me, not to his ex-wife either!

My husband brought his pregnant ex into our home, claiming the baby isn’t his, that he’s just helping her out. But that woman? She’s running the show, making it clear she wants to tear us apart. My husband always defends her, even though he swears he loves me. She told me I was just her replacement and and my husband’s actions proved it. Everything seemed perfect... until she uncovered my BIG secret. She pushed my husband to find out the truth: that I only came close to him for my first love...

From a campus romance to marriage, Dominic Fleming had always believed he led a perfect life. His wife, Isabella Sinclair, was dazzlingly beautiful. Their daughter, Lilith, was sweet and obedient. Dominic sometimes told himself he must have been a saint in a past life to deserve such happiness. Everything began to change the moment Isabella's so-called "sworn brother," Alexander Grant, entered their lives. Alex's name appeared more and more often, and it crept into every corner of their marriage. For Lilith's sake, Dominic endured the strain again and again until the day of the accident. As he lay on the operating table with his life hanging by a thread, Isabella was not at his side—she was with Alexander instead. That was the moment Dominic's heart finally turned cold. So why did Isabella regret it? She knelt with Alexander, who likewise barely clung to life, and wept as she begged Dominic for forgiveness. "Dom, I know I was wrong. Let's get married again. I will make him kneel and beg you for forgiveness," Isabella said. "Scram," Dominic replied. Isabella nodded eagerly. "Fine. I will throw him out right now!" "Get the fuck out too!" Dominic barked.

Everyone knows that I'm the woman whom Oliver Reed, the richest man in Jeston, loves the most. Ever since I get pregnant, Oliver dotes on me even more and obeys every whim I have. One day, I realize that I've gotten kidnapped to an auction house after waking up from my nap. To my horror, my husband and his friend group can be seen sitting beneath the stage. Someone says with a grin, "Hey Oliver, how is it that you have time to bring Caroline to the hangout with you today? Everyone keeps claiming that Alexandra has you wrapped around her little finger now that she's pregnant." Oliver looks at the woman next to him. While he looks relatively exasperated, he still says dotingly, "I've been spending so much time with Alexandra that Caroline is already mad at me. Today, I managed to block out some time in my schedule to spend time with her." I do my best to squirm and struggle so that I can seek help from Oliver. Finally, I'm able to attract his attention. But he slowly lifts his bidding card while saying, "Number 7 keeps squirming, so she must be a slutty one. Here's one million dollars—I want her to be on the stage."

My mom made me pretend to be a boy since I was a child, all in hopes of winning my father’s love. As I was about to graduate from college, I decided to leave the country for good. However, I never expected my secret crush to tie me up.

Mom and Dad have given me all their love. They've decorated a princess bedroom for me, where unlimited Barbie dolls await me there. Since I love bathing a lot, they've also sunk in a huge amount of money just to custom-make a bathtub for me. They keep telling my younger sister, Olivia Grant, to protect me forever. But when Olivia and I are taking a bath together, she accidentally chokes on the bathwater. That's when Mom goes nuts. She strangles me violently while roaring at me, "We thought you'd learn to love your sister as long as we treated you well! Who would've thought that you're an ingrate who tried to drown her?" I can only shake my head in alarm. But Mom quickly shoves me into the washing machine. "You like bathing that much, don't you? Well, you can bathe to your heart's content!" After that, Mom and Dad take Olivia out to play. What they fail to notice is that they've accidentally turned on the washing machine. Water soon fills the chamber, and yet I can't climb out of the washing machine at all. As I feel myself tumbling around with the dirty laundry, I can only open my eyes with great difficulty as I look at my parents, who have returned home once again. I don't want to take a bath anymore. Can Mom and Dad please stop getting mad at me?