Real Shit Meme

Every new job comes with trials. But of all of them, I never could have speculated my boss would end up being an alpha. Not the kind that commands a boardroom with his gaze alone, despite the fact he can do that too, but the kind that can't be beneath the shades of a full moon without shedding his human form into that of the supernatural creature. As desperate as I am for this job, I am not willing to put my life in the line for a paycheck to a shadow world beneath our own. However, he thinks independence away from him is the real danger. For it, I cannot escape the peril that certainly follows, along with my growing attraction to him.

Yvonne was sold, not once but twice... At a young age, her stoned mother gave her up for a few thousand bucks to a human trafficking syndicate. They abused and tortured her into submission until she learned how to accept her hellish fate. But everything changed when a man named Vladimir Lewis bought her. He needed a wife for an unknown reason and decided it would be best to buy some whore and marry her off instead of looking for a real bride. Yvonne agreed to everything that he had to offer as she saw him as her hero. For her, he is the savior who pulled her out of the quagmire that she'd been dumped into for more than half of her life. Until she realized who he really was. He's a mafia king! An illegal arms smuggler, a murderer, and every bad thing she could think of! She tried to get away from his claws, but he wasn't an underground king for nothing. He's always one step ahead of her whenever she tries to escape! She is at his mercy until she finds out his biggest secret. Now the tables have turned and she is the one in control. Or so she thought... Will she be able to play him in her palm or will she be burnt by her darkest desires?

Shin. A fairly short name, but has a deep meaning. The name was a gift from my father. Dad said, "I don't want to burden you with the length of a name. Shin, I think this name suits you. For a personality that never complicates things."My life changed drastically after the death of my parents. My brothers did not guard me, but tortured me. Previously my house was like a palace, but now it is like a house in hell.However, the suffering that I thought would be eternal slowly disappeared after the presence of a strange man in my life. He thought that I was his lover in the past. The man made the flow of my life uncertain. Happy, sad, hurt, all I often feel. Especially when a woman returns who turns out to be the man's real lover.

Hope wakes up in the hospital with amnesia, recalling nothing about the accident and her life prior. A man by her bedside introduces himself as Nikolai Alexeev, her brother. He owns many of the top most companies and properties in America. However, the business is a cover-up for the real business that takes place in the shadows. Their Mafia Empire. As Hope begins a new life with Nikolai as the mafia princess, layer upon layer of treachery and deceit unfold, until finally, a truth is revealed that, in the end, may very well prove more dangerous than all of their lies taken together.

Lucas Benjamin is used to objectification. He knows the women only come to him for his money. He is kind of used to it. So when his aunt reintroduces him to a childhood friend, he's kind of relieved to finally meet someone outside his normal Gatsby lifestyle. But something is different with her. She doesn't seem to give a shit about his wealth. Suddenly, he finds himself drawn to this silent girl with a bad attitude. What happens when he discovers that money cannot buy the thing he wants this time? Charlotte is not exactly looking for love. She especially isn't attracted to the rich and famous, flaunting their wealth and throwing wild parties around. But when she is reintroduced to her old childhood friend Lucas, her whole world is turned upside down. Will she finally let her past go, and open herself up to new beginnings?

Keep your friends close, sleep with your enemies if you can. It’s not the original quote, of course, but it would sure as hell have been if I had invented the quote. If anybody understood the quote completely, it would have to be my parents. You don’t see people receiving dinner invites from their biggest rivals with such enthusiasm like they do. They chatter excitedly in the back of the limo about how much fun tonight’s dinner party, organized by the Sinclairs, founding family of one of the biggest real estate agencies in the country. Alexandra Bennett's life takes an unexpected turn when she is forced into an arranged marriage with the brooding billionaire, Adrian Sinclair. Beneath their initial attraction lies a tempest of conflicting desires and hidden agendas. As they navigate their unconventional relationship, a shocking twist threatens to expose a long-buried secret, testing their trust and love. Will Alexandra and Adrian overcome the storm that looms over their relationship, or will their shared past and undeniable connection crumble under the pressure?

Audrey was engaged to her boyfriend for three years before being betrayed by him. Then one day, she wakes up being accidentally married to someone she didn't know about. It was a real marriage certificate and the only way to get rid of it is to file an annulment paper. She didn't want to marry someone she didn't even know, and she had no idea that this 'man' who happened to be her husband by chance wasn't just any ordinary person. Who exactly is this man? Will she rekindle her relationship with her ex? Will Audrey finally get an annulment from this unintentional husband? Will she end up with her unintentionally-husband instead?

Daisy Halfmoon sacrificed everything to become the perfect Luna for her fiancé, Alpha Dexter Furball of the Pinewood Pack. Life was great. Even though they weren’t blessed by sharing a mate bond, Daisy thought their love was stronger than any magical bond out there. That was until the evening of their mating ceremony, when Dexter devastates her by publicly rejecting her and declaring another woman as his destined mate. Shocked, humiliated and heartbroken, Daisy doesn’t believe things could get any worst, but again Dexter proves her wrong when he makes it clear that even though he doesn’t want her, she still belongs to him. Dexter’s betrayal cuts deeper than she ever could have imagined. To settle his pack’s debts, Dexter sells Daisy to Alpha Zordon Deathclaw, the ruthless and powerful leader of the feared Deathclaw Pack. Zordon is cold, possessive, and fiercely protective. He doesn’t just take Daisy in as property; he makes her his by loving her and showing her what it means to truly be with a real man. Time goes by, and just as Daisy begins to heal, Dexter returns, burning with regret and an insatiable need to take back what he threw away. Now Daisy is torn between the fiancé who betrayed her and the Alpha who gave her a second chance at love. She is left to fight for her own fate as secrets unravel and a dark prophecy ties her to both men. She realizes that love is not the only battle she must face because in the end, only one Alpha can claim her. Who will it be?

Allyson a 22 years old lady with lots of ambition. She grew up with zero knowledge about her real mom .She craved the love of a mother while growing up but she never had anyone to fill up that space. Her step mother whom she lived with only made her life miserable . Allyson was a product of a one night stand her mother had with a married man who became her father. She was the victim in all of this and also suffered the mistake committed by both her parents . She became the black sheep of the family and was hated by her father . She had to endure her pains alone . She knew a time will come her father would decide to sell her off to his business associate and to avoid that she needs to act fast .Allyson swore to change everything . She got drunk at a club and had a one night stand with a stranger who turned out to be her sister’s fiancé . Hell broke loose when she realized that history was about to repeat itself .

I've been married to Elliot Graves, the mafia drug lord in NYC, for the past eight years. But today—on our wedding anniversary—I received a photo of him with my best friend, Lila, celebrating as if they were the ones married. And in her arms was my son, Owen. I stared at the image, then typed out two words in reply. “How perfect.” Half a hour later, Elliot stormed through the front door. His voice thundered through the hallway. “Why do you always have to be so bitchy to Lila?” Owen, my own little boy, shoved at my leg and glared. “Bad Momma,” he said. “I wish Miss Lila was my real mommy.” I didn’t flinch. I simply walked over to the drawer, pulled out the crisp stack of papers I’d long prepared, and dropped them on the table with a quiet finality. “Alright,” I said, my voice calm. “It’s all my fault. Now, can I go?”