She Kills With Her Thighs

It’s Monday and my first day of my new school. I drive my car around to where everyone else is parked, so I find myself a parking spot. Then I find the front office and go in and get my schedule. My first class is math, so I walk into the room and I’m the first one in there so I walk up to the teacher and hand him my paper to sign that I have to take back to the front office this afternoon. “Hello Miss. Billie Green I’m Mrs. Smart. It’s very nice to meet you.” The math teacher says, then sings the paper. You can go find yourself a set. I would try to find one in the front on the left-hand side. The kids pretty much already have the back full.” She tells me, and really it’s okay. I kinda like the front anyway. I make my way to a seat that looks vacant and sit down. Kids start piling in about five minutes later. And walking to their seats, there’s a tiny little girl that comes and seats down behind me. She introduces herself as Shaylee Apple. “Hello Shaylee Apple I’m Billie Green.” I tell her and hold my hand out to shake hers. I turn back around in my seat about the same time as a tall guy that has dirty blonde hair cut into spikes all over, ash gray eyes, so gray I can see the color all the way in my seat. He’s wearing a tight fitted gray shirt, and blue jeans. He has a very handsome face, but then he looks at me and instantly I see hatred in his eyes. What the heck, he doesn’t even know me. .

"When beloved falls, her two demon souls combine. Humanity in her is long gone, and chaos will arise. And when blood spills, precipitated is her enchantress guise to surface. Together at the price of her pain, death is inevitable." A soul so dark and corrupt deserves no salvation. They say: "She who dwells in darkness, forever shall not descry light." But what will ignite between two people when that same evil existence, a woman, freely lets a man wreak havoc in her already not-so tranquil life? As to how the moon illuminates the shadow in the night or how the sun envelops the land in warmth, Matteo walked in Diane's life, resembling a soothing breeze blowing gently on one's heart. He was her salvation, something she didn't know she needed. And she was his damnation, something he knew he needed. Diane denies her monsters; Matteo embraces them. But can she learn to accept herself? Or will she end up being the destruction she feared she would become?

After his fated mate died, Alpha Killian Thorne spent ten years resenting me. I was the Omega healer he never chose—bound to him by duty, not love. A substitute. A scar on a bond neither of us asked for. No matter how deeply I healed his wounds, no matter how quietly I stayed by his side, all he ever said was: “If you really want to please me, Clara… then disappear.” But when death came charging, it wasn’t I who fell. He did. Bleeding out in my arms, Killian looked at me one last time and whispered: “If only I’d never met you…” At the funeral, his mother wept. “He should’ve been with Selena. I never should’ve let him mate with you.” His father’s glare cut through me. “Killian saved you three times. Why wasn’t it you in that grave?” Everyone regretted that he had bonded with me. Even I did, too. I was cast out of the pack with nothing— No title. No Luna severance. No den to call my own. And then… perhaps the Moon Goddess took pity on me. She gave me one final chance to rewrite fate. This time, I won’t beg for his love. This time, I won’t tether him to pain. This time, I’ll sever the bond before it begins. I could already hear the gears of fate turning, and this time, I would move first.

The most powerful Godfather in the mafia underworld—Dante Costello—had an expensive diamond signet ring custom-made to fit my finger perfectly and sent straight to our home. He said that whoever could wear the ring would become the lady of his family. The Monroe family had long since fallen from grace. All that remained were four women. On ordinary days, we fought endlessly, tearing each other apart. Every single one of us wanted to marry Dante because marrying him meant preserving a life of dignity and comfort. In the first life, the fake heiress, Blair, secretly had the ring resized smaller and married into the family. Dante took one look at her, then had her thrown into the river to drown. “Not her.” In the second life, my cousin, Chloe, underwent plastic surgery to alter her fingers and force the ring on. Dante gifted her a staged car accident. “Still not her.” In the third life, my stepmother, Catherine, clenched her teeth and forced the ring onto her finger. Her blood hadn’t even dried when she married Dante. He coldly slashed her face, then locked her in the basement, where she slowly wasted away until death. By the fourth life, all three of them were terrified. None of them dared to marry him anymore, so they hurriedly pushed me forward instead. I put on the ring. This time, the size was perfect. Just when I thought my good days had finally begun, Dante stabbed me to death on our wedding night, his eyes burning red with madness. After my rebirth, the consigliere of the Dante family delivered the ring once again. This time, all four of us avoided it like the plague.

***COMPLETE***Halie used to take life as face value. That is until she fell down her rabbit hole and is saved by a man who claims to be her mate.Sounds normal enough.Only he isn't even human, but the Beta of a wolf Pack. Without giving her a fighting chance to prove herself, he rejects her, placing her on a pedestal for other wolves to claim. When an Alpha from another pack sees her worth, all hell breaks loose as Rider fights to keep his rejected mate to himself. What will happen when both wolves decide to claim her as theirs, while having the looming destruction of hunters on their heels?And how will Halie navigate moving from being an average human to being a Luna breeder? Because the title isn't as prestigious as it's made out to be.

"Hubby, kiss me. I miss you so much. When are you coming home?" Out of nowhere, I received a text. The sender was the cold, untouchable CEO who was currently scolding us in a meeting, Veronica Starling. What shocked me even more was the timestamp on the message. It was sent five years in the future.

While attending a class reunion with my wife, we ran into her old flame—Caelum Zeth. After the gathering, Talia Grant cornered Caelum against a wall. When she found out he had fallen on hard times, she kissed him. "How much do you still owe? Be with me. I'll give you 100 thousand a month. Will that be enough?" I stood quietly at the corner of the street and snapped a photo of their heartfelt reunion before sending it to my lawyer. I also forwarded it to Talia, along with a message, "Since you two are so in love, go ahead and marry him."

Si Erica Abijero, dubbed "the nerd" by many, ay isang dalagang mahiyain at walang lakas ng loob na ipagtanggol ang sarili laban sa kanyang mga klaklase na walang ibang ginagawa kundi ang bullying-hin siya. But behind her timid and nerdy exterior lies a hidden secret. Paano kung mabunyag ang lihim na pinakatatago niya? Will it force her to endure even more criticism and lose confidence, or will it give her the courage to stand up and fight those who judge her?

Lena Clermont fell hard for her dad's friend, Andrew Rohan—twelve years older. The first time she saw him, he was all sharp suits and broad shoulders, effortlessly standing out. He smiled, patted her head, and handed her a princess dress. Fast forward to twenty. He got drugged at a banquet. She wore that same dress, offering herself as the cure.

RAIN CRISTOBAL, she's a woman with a twisted life who will meet ALEXANDER STORM HARRISON that will devised her as his Fake Girlfriend. What will happen to their so-called affectation? Will it end with a common ending where they will both fall in love with each other and live happily ever after? Or, will their relationship end as just employee and employer bond with the contract they'd signed? Rain survived a hit and run accident, a car accident, and even survived on an Island alone for one day. She even had a painful past that tore her heart into pieces. But can she be able to survive from a heartbreak caused by love-I mean affectionate love they started?