روايات وقصص ضمن Oh Dear Nemesis Spoiler

he asks, his gaze never leaving my face. Soren speaks before I can. “Soren Malakai.” “Soren Malakai?” Doubt rings in Knight’s voice as his gaze turns sharp on my husband. “Or Damon?” I blink and toss Soren a glance. What the hell now? Damon? Soren’s face is tight with a look of genuine surprise. “Excuse me?” “Damon,” Knight moves close to my husband, closer than I liked, “do you not remember me?” Soren scoffs. “I think there’s a little misunderstanding here. I’m Soren Malakai, not Damon—”

"Oh dear, we've seen this phase in grieving. We also went through it. This phase is what you call denial. I think you should focus more on helping your mother raise the money instead of looking for an imaginary murderer." "It's not imaginary. I need you guys to believe me." Kenzie's voice was the loudest now, filled with desperation, she placed her hand on the table and clenched her fists. Her eyes were pleading with them but Mr Ziegler pretended not to notice while Mrs Ziegler wasn't even looking. "And why?" Mrs Ziegler asked calmly. "Because I want your help. I need your connections, power, and money to find the killer as soon as possible. If you'll help me, I'll be eternally grateful." Sh

But as enemies from the past close in and long-buried family secrets come to light, I begin to uncover the truth about the boy Mars used to be—and the reason he’s hated my family for years. Unfortunately, Marcellus Gregory doesn’t believe in divorce. Only possession. Too bad for him. I fully intend to make those hundred days the worst hell of his life. …. This is the spinoff for Married To My Billionaire Nemesis. What are you waiting for?! ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY AND READ! Yours Truly❤️

But early this morning I received an email from Capewoods Techs Ltd, a company I put my all into. But sadly, it had been given to Mirabelle and Marcus. It all felt like a dream to me. One day I was about to celebrate my wedding anniversary with my husband and the next few hours I am finding out he has been screwing my sister this whole time? And then a few months after, boom they're getting married? And now the only thing that tied to my mom and my sanity was about to be ripped out from me? The resentment burned deep and I could only address the bull by the horn, which was why I pushed the glass door open.

She dialed Sofia’s number as she sat on her bed and waited for Sofia to pick up. After the third ring, Sofia picked up. “Hello!” Her voice was calm and composed. “Hello, Sofia,” Rose replied with a sweet smile. “I found Derek’s nemesis.” She went straight to the point; she didn’t want to beat around the bush. “Wait! What? How?” Sofia threw numerous questions at her, knowing what she meant by “Derek’s nemesis.” “Calm down, baby, don’t eat me up with too many questions,” Rose chuckled excitedly.

Arya asked softly. I gazed at the sky. "That I finally killed him." "Veyros?" I shook my head. "No. The part of me that thought I'd never be more than a monster." Her hand tightened. "He was never the real you." I turned to look at her. "He was my nemesis." She smiled, her eyes shining. "And you destroyed him." "No," I said. "We did." ... Author's Note:

I tried to fight him off, but he wouldn’t let go of my wrist. Just as he was about to drag me away, I heard a round of footsteps coming from the door. My gut feeling told me it was Damion, and when I turned and met his eyes, I was so overwhelmed that I started crying on the spot. Noah's face dropped the moment he recognized Damion. He let go of me in an instant. “Damion? Aren't you dead?” Damion spoke gravely, “You sure look disappointed to see me alive, don’t you?”

"You've always loved charades," "It's fun," Nero smiled. "Lovely to meet you again, Apple Pie," "Who is that?" Kira gasped. "That is Latéya, opposite of a sugar god fairy and my nemesis," "Nemesis? What do you mean by—" "When my kind passes a certain age without finding their monarch, a dark side begins to take shape and that side becomes dedicated to their destruction. That is her, Latéya," Nero bowed. "At your service,"

Alpha to Alpha, I beg him. My male looks away from me indirectly answering my question as tears stream further and I sob covering my mouth with my hands. We are back to square one. I thought I could see the real Deimos but I didn't know that I already knew him. This is the real Deimos. Cold and unmerciful. He doesn't mind striking down anyone in his path including his moon blessed.

I unlocked it and saw a message from an unknown number. UNKNOWN: Did you see my little gift? Another message came in almost immediately. UNKNOWN: You think you can erase it? Or should I send the full video to your Dad? My heart thundered. Fear, gripping me like a vice. I typed with trembling hands, sweat beading my brows. ME: Who are you? What do you want from me?! You're behind all these, aren't you? UNKNOWN: That's right. You don't need to know who I am. This is