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The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

Every single time, something got in the way. But when Katie casually mentioned wanting to go on a business trip to Spring City? The very next month, Ryan landed a project there and flew off with her. Ryan had told me more than once that he and Katie had never done anything to betray me. I believed him. But the truth was undeniable: his heart had already drifted. And honestly, emotional cheating is even worse than physical cheating. At least I had woken up before it was too late.

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

With anticipation racing through her, she leaned in closer to him and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Edmond responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her waist as he deepened the kiss. Anna felt a surge of desire course through her, and she knew that she wanted him more than anything. It was a moment of pure bliss. As they kissed, Anna felt a connection to Edmond that she had never felt before. She felt like she belonged with him, in his world of werewolves and danger. They sat on the couch together, Edmond's fur brushing against Anna's skin. She couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as she looked into his eyes, which seemed to glow in the moonlight.

I'm happy with how I'm living my life . At some point in my life , I hated everything . I thought I was unfortunate but troubles don't last forever. I and Kingston separated after highschool , we got back together again even if we were at each others throat . Then I left when I was pregnant with our first child , then fate brought us back together . I guess our love story is a frozen romance . I'm happy with my family , I'm happy with Kingston and my love for Kingston has not changed . I love him so much .

I took a sip of wine, trying to steady myself. “Most grooms start with ‘I promise to love and cherish,’” I managed. He stretched an arm along the back of the sofa behind me. Not touching but close enough to cage me in. “I don’t want most grooms’ vows,” he said. “I want vows that make people believe I’m capable of obsession.” My pulse fluttered. “Obsession isn’t romantic.” “It is when it’s mutual.” The words hung heavy between us. I shifted, crossing my legs. The hem of my dress rode higher, and his gaze followed lingering.

The rain hammered harder against the roof. Cole leaned in first, his face close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating from him, the scent of rain still clinging to his jacket. He didn’t touch his mouth to mine, but the space between us was almost nothing. Damien’s voice came low, almost a growl. “She is going to break.” Rylan’s lips curved in a slow smile. “Let her.” The intensity in their stares was almost physical. My breath came faster, the sound of it mixing with the steady rhythm of the rain. I felt the pull from all three directions at once, a dangerous, magnetic force I couldn’t deny.

In one swift, violent motion, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her lace panties and ripped them down her legs, discarding them onto the floor like trash. Before she could even register the cold air, he was back, his fingers diving into her heat. He worked them inside her with a brutal, rhythmic precision, his thumb grinding against her until Rissa’s back arched off the bed, her heels digging into the mattress. She was helpless, a moaning mess until the first wave hit her so hard she let out a choked scream, her body trembling as she squirted against his hand. Ronan pulled his hand back, his eyes dark and victorious. He held his glistening fingers to her lips, and Rissa, completely

A nice, romantic, long night. They were that kind of lovers, after all. ----- Note: Do you want to see the visuals of this story? Follow our Ins-tagramm account: @sagastories.id. By the way, this story is available as a comic/w*****n. Just look for the same title "The Alpha's Replacement Bride" on W e b t o on app.

I chuckled and closed my eyes. After a while, the door opened. The creaking noise made me all awake, but I didn't open my eyes. My left hand went to search for a knife to protect myself from any threat. I stopped when a hand caressed my face and touched my lips gently, making my heart beat faster. “Liah, are you asleep?” It was Aaron. He spoke gently in my ear. “Can I kiss you then?” he asked. As he said it, I clenched my fist tightly, closing my eyes even more tightly. I could feel his lips on mine, so soft and not even a proper kiss.