My Necromancer Class

MATURITY RATING: R-18 Recommended for mature audiences only. Contains explicit content and adult themes. "See me in my office after class, Ms. Cortez." Iyon ang mga salitang nagpatigil sa mundo ni Rina—hindi dahil sa takot na bumagsak sa subject, kundi dahil kilalang-kilala niya ang malalim at dominateng boses na iyon. Ang boses na bumulong sa kanya ng mga mapanuksong salita habang pilit na inaangkin ang bawat himaymay ng kanyang katawan. Matapos mahuli ang fiance niyang nagtataksil, nagdesisyon si Rina na magpakalunod sa pansamantalang kaligayahan. Isang gabi ng puro kalokohan kasama ang isang gwapong stranger na nakilala niya sa bar. Walang pangalan, walang commitment, at puro init at pagnanasa lang ang namagitan sa kanila. Pero tila mapaglaro ang tadhana. Ang stranger na naka-one-night stand niya? Siya lang naman si Professor Gabriel Villareal—ang bagong terror professor sa kanilang unibersidad. At mukhang wala itong balak na kalimutan ang nangyari sakanila. Sa loob ng classroom, siya ang batas na dapat sundin. Pero sa likod ng nakasaradong pinto ng kanyang opisina, ibang leksyon na ang itinuturo nito kay Rina. "You were a bad girl, Rina. And bad girls need to be punished."

At the party, my daughter deliberately raises a question to my husband. "Daddy, since Ms. Lloyd is having your baby, does that mean we'll be living with her in the future?" He places the nicely cut steak onto my plate and answers softly, "Your mommy and I made a deal—whoever betrays first will disappear from the other's life. I can't afford for that to happen, darling, so this must stay a secret. Even when the baby is born, I will never let Mommy find out about them." Then, he signs to me, "I'll always love you." My eyes turn red-rimmed without him noticing. Little does he know, my hearing was restored a week ago. He doesn't realize I've learned about the mistress he's been hiding either. And he definitely doesn't know I've secretly bought a ticket to volunteer-teach in the Seru Plateau. All I have to do is wait for the paperwork to clear in seven days. Then, I'll disappear from his life for good.

"Breaking News! A certain A-lister was sent to the hospital in the middle of the night because of… anal fissures!" "This just in—a certain A-lister is witnessed being carted out of the elite heir's residence!" As I read the viral headlines featuring myself, I can't help but clench my fists tightly. "What the heck? Who came up with these stupid rumors anyway? I went to the hospital to get my hemorrhoids removed!" And here I am, thinking about why my long-time rival, Pierce Kirkland, had decided to invite me over to his place for a candlelit dinner in the first place. It turns out that he wanted to watch me embarrass myself after eating a spicy meal! But after Pierce makes a shoutout on a show, I belatedly realize that I can never escape from him anymore.

I was in the late stages of kidney failure, but my husband, Calvin Quayle, gave the kidney that was the best match for me to my younger sister, Louella Lassiter. The doctor urged me to wait for another donor, but I refused. I checked out of the hospital early. I had stopped caring long ago. What was even the point of fighting anymore? I transferred all the assets I'd accumulated over the years to Louella, finally pleasing Mom and Dad. I didn't even get mad when Calvin hovered over Louella like he was some kind of devoted nurse. Instead, I told him to take good care of her. And when my son, Nathan Quayle, said he wanted Louella to be his mom? I smiled and said yes. They got exactly what they wanted, so why were they suddenly regretting it now?

All the werewolves claim that I'm born lucky. After all, I, a lowly Omega, get to become the mate of a powerful Alpha named Kael Dwyer. Only my five-year-old daughter, Lyra Dwyer, keeps staring at me with the eyes that seem to be able to discern everything. When Kael's mistress, Seraphina Ashwood, uses the spring water blessed by the Moon Goddess while wearing my robe after moving into the pack house, Lyra wakes me up in the middle of the night. "Mother, why exactly are you still staying with an Alpha that reeks of betrayal?" Stunned, I ask, "What did you just say?" Lyra sighs in return. "In my previous life, I had lived till I turned 25 years old. I watched you endure everything for the rest of your life. "Can you please hear me out this time and reject the bond between you and that Alpha dad of mine? Once you're done, I'll introduce you to an actual fated mate. He's more handsome and powerful than Dad. Most importantly, he's devoted to you and only you."

On the flight to Arlencia, a post popped up: [What's it like to have sex in a wedding dress?] The pic showed a girl yanking some guy's purple tie while he hiked up her gown. His face was blurred, but hers? Straight-up blissed out. Everyone in the comments was swooning over how in love they looked. I didn't swoon. I froze. Because that purple tie? I gave it to Zeke Santoro, my fiancé, a few days ago. And that wedding dress? The exact custom one he had made for me. There was only one. I kept zooming in, heart racing, until I spotted a family photo in the background. My hands were shaking when I called him. "I wanna see the dress," I said. He hesitated. "It's at the studio getting final touches. Not with me right now. I'll show it to you later." I just smiled and hung up. That was all I needed. Zeke cheated—and the girl? His stepsister, Jella. Total circus. I reopened the post and shot her a DM: [Your wedding dress is stunning. I have the same one.]

I failed my college entrance examination. My father decided to sell me to the village chief’s hot-tempered, crippled son. My younger twin sister helped me escape in the middle of the night. It was only later that I discovered my younger sister was the one who had failed the examination. She used my identity to attend college and hooked up with a rich heir. At her engagement banquet, they revealed the truth that she had taken my identity. As a result, the event fell apart. Out of rage, my sister pushed me down the stairs. I grabbed her and pulled her down with me. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day the examination results came out.

“Hands on the bed Tessa” Killian growled behind his voice rough and unsteady. My eyes widened as he pulls my legs apart and comes in between them and wraps the belt tightly against my neck choking out my breath from me But you’re my stepbrother I choked against his hold. Little slutty girls like you deserved to fucked.

“And the night we met again,” I whisper, “my wolf recognized you.” Silence. “Recognized me how?” she asks carefully. My chest burns even as my pulse thunders in my ears. “As my mate.” The word falls between us like shattered glass. Avara laughs. “That’s not funny.” “I know.” “You’re my brother.” “I know.” I find myself inching closer… closer. “That’s impossible. This is sick.” “I know,” I say again, voice breaking now. “I fought it. Gods, I fought it. I tried to convince myself my instincts were wrong, that my wolf was broken, that I was losing my mind.” Her hands shake. “Stop.” “I can’t,” I say hoarsely. “Because every second I’m near you, it gets worse. Because my wolf wants to kneel at your feet and tear the world apart to protect you.” Avara stands abruptly, backing away until her spine hits the wall. “You’re lying.” “I wish I were.” …………………………… Fifteen years after vanishing from the Silvermoon pack, Kaeden Vane returns, older, lethal, and right on time at thirty-three, the age decreed by the Moon Goddess for succession, having spent years years amassing forbidden knowledge, mastering dangerous magic, and preparing to destroy his father, the man who murdered his mother in a bid for godhood. His return reunites him with Avara Vane, his seemingly fragile, human adopted sister that Silas, their father, adopted as an ‘act of mercy’. She is a Nyxarel, whose parents were slaughtered by the man she calls father and who has been conveniently placed and subdued by his father, until it is the right time to use her blood to attain immortality. And one touch is all it takes for Kaeden’s wolf to recognize her as his mate, an impossible, unforgivable bond…

“Since this is also what we should talk about then we can do this now.” Liam brought out the divorce papers from the car with his signature on it. “Let’s end this, I will compensate you and explain things to Grandpa.” “I don’t need your compensation, I just need to know one thing, did you marry me just to get what you needed from Grandpa, was I a tool you used in the past and now you wish to get rid of me because I am no more needed? Tell me, Liam.” Gina asked in tears. “Gina, I don’t have much to say, yes you are right, Grandpa won’t will what was mine as the heir and he froze my account, you were vulnerable and I was desperate so I took the chances with you, to me, our marriage is just an agreement and I never told you I had feelings for you and that’s all since I am the one who breaks the condition, I know this will be an unfair situation for you so don’t worry about the compensation, grandpa will understand.” What kind of a man is Liam? Why didn't she believe the rumours years ago that he was a cold beast that doesn't have feelings for anyone, she slapped him hard on the face saying, “I hate you.” Gina signed the divorce paper and left him but after seven years she encountered her ex-husband, he was more possessive and wanted her back by all means and he was ready to get rid of any obstacle that would stop him from getting his ex-wife and his beautiful quintuplets back to his life but will Gina allow it?