Shake Rattle And Roll Full

As the long-lost daughter of a wealthy family, I returned to my biological parents, only to watch their company collapse. Overwhelmed by massive debts, my dad jumped to his death. My brother was left crippled by vengeful creditors. My mother, unraveled, would one moment tear at my hair, cursing my existence, and the next, cling to me, sobbing and vowing to cherish me. To save them, I shredded my college acceptance letter and took every job I could find. When my brother's condition worsened, I auctioned off my virginity to fund his surgery. But when I arrived at the hospital with the money, I overheard their conversation. "Kathy works day and night to earn money. I don't think she is after our fortune," said my mom. "She dropped out of college and ruined her future for us. Maybe we should stop this." My brother, supposedly half-paralyzed, stood by the window in a crisp suit. He shrugged. "She chose to skip college and work like that. What's it got to do with us?" My "dead" father broke his silence. "We need to be careful. People like her are like leeches. Once they latch on, you can't shake them off. Let's keep watching." I listened quietly, tossing the pendant they had given me into the trash. I had repaid the debt of my birth, and now, we were done.

Camilla West lived a simple life and was a young girl full of passion, but the family fall from grace saw her lose everything that she ever dreamt of. From being the daughter of the powerful Alpha to the unwanted and hated Omega! But the only thing she did not see coming was the ruthless rejection from her one and only mate. It was just at this time, another man appeared - Alpha Lucien.

Without warning, Ezra drags me over to his desk in the corner of the study room and shoves me towards it. There, he rips my dress and pulls my arms behind me, tying both my wrists with the torn cloth. It hurts. I shake my head and a strangled sob escapes my lips. “Part your legs, Alayna.” he growls I try to free my hands but this results in him tightening the cloth further. Ezra presses his himself against my back. “Spread. Your. Legs.” *** The black sheep. The unwanted one. The second choice. Those were the names I grew up with. But when my sister mysteriously vanished on her wedding day, I was forced to take on another name, the Luna. “I never loved you. You’re nothing to me but a substitute.” Ezra's words burn in my mind every night as I lay in his bed, letting him ravage and abuse my body. Tears spring to my eyes with every thrust, with every slap, with every bite of his wolf fangs. It was never meant to be like this, I was never meant to be his Luna, I was never meant to be his whore. He was meant to marry my sister, the beautiful, strong and brave she-wolf of our family. Instead, he ended up with a mute omega; me. My name is Alayna Morningstar. And this is my story.

Cassia was only a child when she lost everything. Trying to save her mate, Talon, from a rogue attack left her without a wolf—and without love. He rejected her in front of everyone, chose her sister, and even accused her of trying to poison him. Hurt and angry, Cassia is filled with nothing but a need for revenge. One night, she meets a powerful stranger at a club and ends up having a one-night stand. What she doesn’t know is—he’s Alpha Magnus, Talon’s stepfather. He’s feared by many and known for his cold heart, but when Cassia comes to him for help, he sees a chance to get back at his stepson. He offers her a fake marriage. She agrees—thinking she can use him as a weapon to destroy Talon. But what starts as a plan turns into something much deeper. Cassia and Magnus begin to fall for each other. They try to fight it, but their feelings keep growing. Cassia hides a secret: her wolf is back, and she’s stronger than ever. But Magnus also hides something that could destroy everything between them. Just when things start to change, Talon returns—bringing secrets that shake Cassia’s world again. Now, she must choose: trust the man she’s falling for or let her past pain destroy everything. This is a story of love, betrayal, revenge—and the strength to start over.

“You’re mine, this is mine” George grabbed my throat groaning , his grip bruising my neck. “Say it.” Fuck! I loved when he claimed ownership of my body. Pleasure tore through me, sharp and overwhelming. My body clenched around him as I shattered, moaning like his bitch. “I am…yours.” I said,struggling to breathe. “A better man than my son could ever be. Repeat it, as a mantra.” He ordered,I hesitated. My feet were curled up, close to orgasm when he pulled out his fingers and began licking my pearls till my legs began to shake uncontrollably. I had imagined this moment with my husband for more than five years but it never happened but here I was ,leaving my dreams of a dirty happy wife. . ********** Olivia’s life takes a dramatic turn one evening when she finds her husband in bed with her best friend. Torn by the truth,Olivia decides to drown herself in misery but fate had other plans. On the night of the discovery,she meets a stranger and had sex with him only to discover that she had slept with her father in-law. It wasn’t right but What happens when a dangerous affair of satisfaction and revenge blurs the lines between right and wrong? Faced with a daring opportunity for freedom,Olivia finds herself torn between loyalty, Revenge and the deadly risk of forbidden romance.

I set fire to my painting in front of the entire academy. Thunderous applause erupts from the crowd as everyone thinks it's some kind of performance art. Unlike them, Willow Laurent is distraught. She rushes up and grabs my hand, questioning in a shrill voice, "Cassidy Seymour, have you gone mad? This is your only chance to prove yourself!" I shake her hand off me coldly. My only chance? No… What she means is that it's her chance. In my past life, I created this masterpiece with all my heart and soul. But she stole it from me and submitted it as her entry first. Whether it was the composition, the colors, or even my original dot-stippling technique… She replicated every detail flawlessly. Then, she won the National Young Artists Gold Award, signed with a top gallery, and became a rising star. And what about me? I was condemned as a shameless plagiarist. Insults and curses gradually drowned me. "You shouldn't be an artist!" "Plagiarists are scum! They should just die!" Her fans stormed into my studio, smashed my art supplies, and broke my right hand. As I saw no end to the hell that I was living in, I jumped down from the top floor of my studio. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the very day she first accuses me of plagiarism.

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“My mate?” he scoffs, laughing at me like I have just uttered hogwash. "Goddamnit, I can’t have a girl like you as my mate. Do you think you are up to my standard to become my mate? You are useless. Can’t you see Bella? She is my type of girl! You are in no class with her!" He spits at my face, and my heart cracks inside my chest as I take a step back in grief. I fought back my tears as I summoned some courage to speak. "Noah, you can’t say that to me. I belong to you, not Bella. Bella is not yours, but me Noah!" I didn’t realize it when a tear broke out of my eyes. He’s mine, and he's rejecting me for Bella. "Noah ..." My lips shake as I become speechless. "I don’t care what the moon goddess says. I love this girl, and I want her. She has everything I want in a woman. She is beautiful; she has the standards, and we’ve been dating for so long. " he yells.. "Noah, we.."He comes to stop whatever I’m about to say as he holds my neck in front of everyone. "Don’t you ever try to come in between us. I reject you as my mate, and you are free to find any other guy!"

That night Ellie knew she was also responsible for what she saw. She knew who that man who was lying on the ground and full of blood, her nervousness and fear came first but she also asked for help. A few months have passed but something is bothering her, it’s not what but who. What will be the end of her life in investigating what happened, what is the connection of that person to her life?

Falling in love with the husband of someone very dear to you is the hardest thing in the world. What's harder is when he starts to fall in love with you too. __________ "Raindrops fell from the dark gloomy sky as if crying for a fallen angel. Her funeral was full of tears. She was well loved by many. People wept, wailed, and screamed. She was gone too soon, too early..."