Sims 3 Cheats Lifetime Points Novels & Stories

The day my husband, Ethan Hart, posted wedding photos in a bridal gown with the college girl he was sponsoring on his social media, I didn't fly into hysterics like I usually did. Instead, I gave them a like. I even left a comment: [Such a perfect match. Let's all wish the newlyweds a lifetime of happiness.] People in our circle said I was the most pathetic wife alive, letting the mistress walk all over me without resistance. A week later, he came home and explained, "It was just an act. Her grandfather is sick. Before he dies, he wants to see her get married." I nodded calmly. "I didn't take it seriously. I believe you." In my previous life, I had stormed into their wedding ceremony that very day and caused a scene, ruining their wedding. To punish me, Ethan went after my parents' company. He drove them into bankruptcy and forced them to jump to their deaths. And I was sent to a mental hospital by that woman, tortured until I truly went insane. So in this life, reborn with everything laid bare, I no longer crave his love. All I want is his money. Every time he cheats, I transfer a portion of the assets under his name. Three chances remain. After that, he will have nothing left.

My husband Seth and I switched bodies on the night of our wedding anniversary. When I went to the office posing as him, his colleague Jenny whispered sultrily into my ear, "Why haven't you divorced your wife yet?" I looked at the counter on my wrist. It displayed ninety-nine points—that meant we only needed to gain one more point to switch back to our own bodies. I smiled. “Points have been reset to zero! Reset! Reset! Reset!”

This is my first time meeting my partner's family as their future daughter-in-law. A few minutes after taking my seat, my future mother-in-law, Joana Carrell, suddenly speaks up. "I've conducted a premarital test on you, but you've only scored 30 points. You have no right to marry into my family!" I never expect that I'll be tested, to begin with. The results leave me feeling shell-shocked. But Joana continues prattling on and on. "When you walked through the front door, the stool at the doorway was crooked, but you never readjusted it. You got ten points deducted for that. "The trash can in the living room was full, but you ignored it and never took the initiative to empty it. That'll be 20 points deducted. "When you washed the fruits in the kitchen, you saw a pile of dishes in the sink, and yet you didn't wash them. That's 40 points lost! "Altogether, you scored 30 points, which means you've failed the test. Hence, you aren't worthy of becoming a daughter-in-law of the Yarrow family!" I turn to look at my boyfriend, Anthony Yarrow, subconsciously, hoping that he'll defend me. But he keeps his head lowered and pretends to not hear anything. His reaction catches me off guard. But soon, my temper starts flaring. It turns out that the Yarrows have already plotted to put me through a trial that tests my submissiveness as soon as I walk through the front door. That's why Joana has been assessing me like I'm their future maid. Since they care about points that much, then I suppose they can kiss the million-dollar wedding gifts, the marital home located in the city center, as well as the businesses under my family goodbye.

Zeus cheats and cheats and cheats. Olympus is full of his offspring, like Apollo, Artemis, Dionysus, Hermes, Athena, and more. Hera was angry, understandably, after centuries of cheating. One day she had enough, and cheated, just once, on him. Just her luck, that a child would come from this cheating. After fighting with Zeus, the child was allowed to live on Olympus with the other gods. After all, Zeus's offspring from flings were allowed on Olympus, why couldn't hers? You are this child, a young godling. Your mother, Hera, positively adores you. Zeus doesn't like you, but the other gods are intrigued and interested with you, curious about their new housemate.

Orphan, Eva Sims, defied all odds, putting herself through college with unwavering determination and sheer grit. Her insatiable curiosity and boundless creativity led her to a career as an investigative journalist for a paranormal magazine. Little did she know that her thirst for the unknown would thrust her into the heart of a story she never could have imagined. After a night spent gathering research for an article, Eva finds herself entangled in a web of mystery and intrigue. Surrounded by enigmatic and alluring men, she is drawn in by their presence, consumed by emotions she never knew existed. As she grapples with the existence of immortals, Eva is left questioning everything she thought she knew. What lies ahead for her? Could talking animals be next in this whirlwind of uncertainty? Fate has a plan for Eva, but she is clueless as to what it may entail. Will her journey lead her to love, or will she be faced with an even greater challenge? Only time will tell.

#ENTRY FOR:#1 Inescapable Bondage: Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss Late at night, a drunk Eugene finds himself deep in a New York back alley to relieve himself when he witnesses a murder. Momentarily stunned by the killer's appearance, he tries to escape before being discovered, but the killer's gun barrel points toward Eugene... The blonde killer, called Valentine, proposes to the witness Eugene that if he can guess the flavor of the candy in his mouth, he'll let him live. Emboldened by alcohol, Eugene steals a kiss from the killer to taste the candy. However, the blonde killer says he's changed his mind and points the gun at him again...

Abandoned at the borders of Darkfang as a child she was taken in by the generosity of the previous Alpha and raised along with his sons before he passed away. From a young age it was crystal clear that there was an undeniable bond between her and the Alpha twins; this was confirmed when she became of age at the mating ceremony and found out that she was fated to both brothers. She loved Wulfric but the weight of her decision was great knowing that whoever she picked would inevitably be chosen as the Alpha King, completely unprompted Wulfric rejects her in public and leaves the pack. Devastated, she falls into the arms of his brother and develops feelings for him. He promises to Cherish forever but that promise doesn't last long after 3 years pass and each of her children are girls. But she never gets to deliver them, one accident or another always occurs and causes a miscarriage. He starts to gather concubines, neglecting her until she is pushed into the foreground. She reaches her breaking points after finding out that he was the one who arranged for each of her miscarriages, in her burning flame for revenge she makes an impulsive choice reaching out to someone she hadn't heard from in years with one insane request that would not only eventually push Ranger out of power but give her her revenge- “Wulfric will you be my concubine?”

On the day of the mating ceremony, a crazed witch bursts in and points straight at me, shrieking, "Six years later, your Alpha will betray you!" Troy Hudson, my soon-to-be mate, turns livid. He swats the purple-glowing crystal ball from her hand, shattering it on the floor. "Nonsense! Estelle is my fated mate! I'll only ever love her in this lifetime!" After that, he becomes even more devoted to me. At the Moon Goddess' altar, he drapes the Luna shawl over my shoulders. He marks me with his scent so the entire pack knows I belong to him. Every full moon, he deepens the mark on my neck, whispering that I am his forever. I believe his love is unbreakable until our sixth anniversary. A box waits at our front door. Inside lies a pair of lace panties and a photograph. In the photo, Troy is pressed over his foster sister, Rue Youngblood, the wolf tattoo on his body glowing faintly. His hand grips her waist, his eyes burning with the same heat I've dreamed of a million times. And Rue? She's wearing that same pair of panties. On the back of the photo, written in ink as red as blood, is a line of pure provocation. "The Alpha's heart may belong to you, but his body belongs to me." Agony ripped through my chest, yet not a single tear fell. Instead, I rest my hand on my belly and quietly send word to the Witch Association. "I accept your invitation. Please help me vanish."

Chance takes another drink of beer and points his finger at Alex. "I bet you can't." Alex doesn't understand why they think it is such a big deal. He can go without s*x if he wanted to. He just doesn't want to. What is so wrong with that? They should be thankful. It keeps him entertained and relaxed. Alex points his finger back at him. "I bet I can." Will Alex find it as easy as he thinks it will be to win the bet? Or will he run into some obstacles along the way? One of which is a tan muscular man who is willing to help Alex with whatever Alex needs, but is the man's help to win the bet or to win Alex?

On the day we decided to get a divorce, I saw Miranda’s account book while I was packing up my stuff. Aside from our daily expenses, Miranda had also set up a scoring sheet for me. Miranda had taken notes of all the things I had done ever since we started dating. Some of them were such miniscule things that even I had forgotten. She took note of them all with a red pen, and she scored them by either awarding me points or deducting them. However, the further down the sheet, the more points were deducted. In the end, I saw Miranda add one line in black ink. [He’s no longer the Henry Jones who used to love me: -100]