Sans Get Dunked On

Caspian. Seeing the state of his wife. He grabbed her in his arms, pulled her to him, and hugged her tightly. He kissed her on the forehead and said, looking into her eyes. —Sara, believe me, when I tell you that you are enough for me. with you I can be myself, I have nothing to hide. It's true that I didn't tell you about my tastes. Besides, I was only participating in this game for the morbid pleasure. It was quite satisfying, to a certain extent. I would never force you to participate in one of those games. You are too important to me, I wouldn't want you to get hurt, besides, those sexual games are too extreme. And you're not used to it. —But you like it so much that you used to do it every day, or am I wrong? —I won't deny that I used to do it very often, but after meeting you, I don't like to tease you anymore. He said that while he was biting her neck. Sara was still upset. But she could see the effort Caspian was making to please her. —No more secrets. She spoke. As she pulled away from the man and looked him in the eyes. She added. —If you want, me to forgive you, you are going to tell me everything about you, Including your past relationships. I will also tell you everything about me. Caspian, without thinking, replied.

Reena just wants to have a happy and peaceful life with her man, like every woman deserves. Akala nya natagpuan nya na ito sa kanyang mapapangasawa. Pero mapait nga naman ang tadhana. Because her groom-to-be left her on the day of their wedding. She almost killed herself because of humiliation na iniwan ng lalakeng pakakasalan nya. Ayaw nya ng humarap sa tao dahil she felt na sya na ang pinakamalas na babae sa mundo. And that's why she runaway at dinala sya ng mga paa nya sa isang cruise ship. Eventually, hindi nya akalain na ang pagsakay nya sa cruise ship na yun ang babago sa buhay nya. She met a stranger that make her fall inlove again.. Ito na kaya ang hinihintay nya? Ang estranghero na kaya na yun ang tunay na magpapadama sa kanya ng pagmamahal? But why did the stranger disappeared all of a sudden after a one night of make love? Is the man worth it for love? Or another pain for Reena? --- iamnyldechan ️

Le soir de notre neuvième anniversaire de mariage, mon mari Rémy, l'homme qui dirigeait la famille mafieuse le jour et faisait palpiter mon cœur la nuit, ne m'a pas offert de roses. Il les a données à Lise, son assistante personnelle. Sous le lustre où nous avions dansé en tant que jeunes mariés, il s'est tourné vers moi avec le charme qu'il avait autrefois lorsqu'il me murmurait son amour à l'oreille, la voix glacée. « Elle est enceinte », a-t-il dit, comme si cela expliquait tout, « et elle est difficile en ce qui concerne la nourriture. A partir de maintenant, tu devras lui préparer trois repas, sans répétition. » « Elle est sensible et n'aime pas dormir seule, alors tu devras mettre tes affaires dans la chambre d'amis. » La pièce était silencieuse. Je n'ai pas crié, je n'ai pas pleuré, j'ai juste pris ma valise et je me suis dirigée vers la porte. Le majordome a essayé de m'arrêter, et Rémy n'a même pas sourcillé. « Elle reviendra », a-t-il dit en secouant paresseusement son verre de vin rouge, « et dans trois jours, elle pleurera tout en me suppliant. » Les invités ont éclaté de rire. Ils ont parié un million d'euros devant moi. Ils pariaient pour savoir si j'allais supplier Rémy de me laisser entrer avant demain matin, comme un chien errant sans dignité. Mais ils ne savaient pas que j'avais déjà reçu le jeton de famille de mon vrai père et que j'avais réservé mon vol de départ. Cette fois, je partirais vraiment.

La veille de Noël, mes parents m'avaient encore laissée seule à la maison, sous prétexte qu'ils pouvaient tripler leur salaire ce jour-là. Mais après vingt ans à passer chaque réveillon seule, j'en avais assez de cette solitude glaciale. J'ai donc pris des plats que j'avais préparés et je suis allée les chercher. Je ne m'attendais pas à ça : ceux qui prétendaient vouloir gagner un peu plus d'argent sont sortis d'une voiture de luxe, en riant et en tenant par l'épaule un garçon à peu près de mon âge, avant d'entrer ensemble dans un hôtel cinq étoiles. « Papa, maman, vous trouvez ça normal de laisser Camille toute seule à la maison ? » a demandé le garçon. Ma mère a répondu d'un ton détaché : « Ce n'est pas grave, elle a l'habitude. » Mon père a renchéri sans la moindre gêne : « Elle ne peut pas t'arriver à la cheville. Toi, tu es notre vrai trésor ! » Je me suis retournée et je suis partie. Ils avaient feint d'être pauvres pour me tromper, mais cette fois, je n'avais plus besoin de leur présence non plus.

The day before yesterday, my best friend invited me to a date at a bar. I later end up sleeping with a younger man. I never would've expected him to be my son's classmate, though…

I ordered an incubus online, but when the package arrived, there were two of them. One was gentle and obedient, the other was hot-tempered and unpredictable. I immediately messaged customer service to ask if they'd sent the wrong one—I had only ordered the gentle kind. The reply came cheerfully. "Congratulations, you've unlocked the hidden variant! This model is a bit special—buy one, get one free!" Wait… what? I remembered hearing people say that raising an incubus is like raising a puppy, only better—they keep you warm at night and don't shed. Well, if that's true, whether I had one or two made no difference. So I ended up paying the price of one and getting two—what a steal! Or so I thought… until I went to feed them. That's when I realized I was the cookie in the middle of a sandwich. Apparently, "keeping me warm at night" was a strenuous activity.

I would say all I wanted was to find my mate and live a peaceful life, but I would be lying; all I wanted was to go to the palace, give up my life, and have them send me to the other side of the world. If it were up to me, I would have done that the very first day everything turned upside down, but that’s far from what Alpha Zander wanted; he wanted me to experience hell on earth; he said death was more than I deserved; accidentally killing not one but two of his mates would cost more than my life; he kept me alive as a slave, tortured, humiliated, and if possible, took my soul, so when I turned out to be his mate as well, it didn’t come as a surprise for him to reject me and bound my powers and send my wolf into a deep slumber; it was no surprise his parents chose him a chosen mate; those people adored their perfect luna, Jocelyn, my dead sister—his first mate. And just when I thought my life couldn’t get any worse, I found myself on the auction stage, men bidding for me like I was some kind of property, and next the ruthless Alpha, who, by the mention of his name, people trembled bought me, “bride, not slave,” his three words. I learned that even though he was ruthless, he was soft on me, and not only that, we had a common enemy (Alpha Zander), and he was willing to help me get my revenge. Oh, Alpha Zander, get ready to be on your knees because my mate and I are coming for you!

When someone needs an enormous amount of money, what can they do to get it? Sell a kidney? (Yeah, that's an appropriate option) However, I became a game tester. All I have to do is to make sure that the main character and male lead will reach their happy ending. Sweet! Easy Money! What if the game was harder than I thought? And what's this hidden task?! Do I really have to reach my own happy ending too?!

"Let's just get a divorce, Regan. Let’s end this marriage—Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted from me?" Ravelina finally asks her husband, Regan, for a divorce. The man who married her five years ago after the incident where Ravelina slapped his beloved woman, Viona, in public. But instead of feeling relieved that he could finally divorce her and be with Viona freely, Regan is struck by an unexpected sense of loss. Ravelina’s attitude has changed drastically—she’s become cold and indifferent. The warm attention and her clingy, affectionate nature that always sought his attention are gone. Until eventually, Ravelina completely ignores Regan and secretly processes their divorce papers. At the same time, Regan begins to feel an overwhelming loss for Ravelina’s presence, and now he’s the one desperately chasing after her attention. Will Ravelina open her heart to Regan once again?

He presses her hard to the wall, but make sure to secure the little girl head, his hands at his ex-wife waist tightened as his trembling lips opened, his voice quivered as he said something near her ears. "I wont be a bad guy anymore Xiara, dont leave me again, okay?" he repeated it over and over again like chanting a spell, but the pit at his stomach only continued to grow. His eyes flash a bit of crazy obsessiveness and paranoia as the hand that hold Xiara head a while ago gently stroke her head with great restraints. Tilting her head, Xiara blinked, "Who are you?"