Squidward Begging

They say I killed my sister. That I stole her husband. That I’m a thief, a liar, a murderer. But none of it is true. I gave up everything—my youth, my dreams, my peace—to raise her son and honor her last wish. But to them, I’m still the villain. My stepson hates me. My husband despises me. And no one dares to hear my truth. When my only comfort—my late father’s cat—is killed as a cruel message, something in me breaks. I’m done begging for love. I’m done living in silence. It’s time the world hears my side of the story… And sees what happens when a broken woman rises. This is not a love story. This is my fight for freedom.

Aurora's world crumbles when she discovers her mate's infidelity and his involvement in their child's death. Cast out and heartbroken, she's forced into a life of slavery, yearning for vengeance for a child but she was weak and powerless. But fate intervenes when she encounters Arthur, the Alpha of a rogue pack, and a connection sparks. Just as Aurora begins to rebuild her life with Arthur, she discovers a dark secret buried in forgotten memories that threatens to tear them apart. With Silas's manipulative mother, Amara, and the treacherous Amelia conspiring against them, can she reclaim her memories and rightful place by Arthur's side, or will their enemies tear them apart? What happens when Silas returns on his knees, begging for a second chance?

Eight years of loyalty—wiped out by three days of her batting her lashes. At the bonfire, I swore the Alpha would finally mark me. Instead, I watched him fasten a sparkly little pendant around her neck. When the fire broke out, he ditched me—flames snapping at my heels. Said I could "handle myself," then played hero carrying her out. She showed up at my herb shop all smug, called me a "mutt no one wants." Then he showed up—Alpha on his knees outside my door, begging for another shot. I nodded toward my shelves. "These heal every wolf in Stormborne... except the Alpha who couldn't see what was right in front of him."

The day before Chris Carter and I were supposed to get engaged, my parents sent me to prison. Three years later, when I was finally released, Chris was the only one who came to pick me up. I knew he despised me. I trembled, keeping my head down, hoping to slip away unnoticed. But he blocked my path, frowning. “Emily York? You stink.” He pinched his nose and told me to get in the car. I fell to my knees, desperately begging him not to take me home. If he did, I would die. He looked at me with chilling indifference and said, “Then go ahead and die.” I agreed. But later, he cried and begged me to stay alive.

As the heir to the North's most powerful pack, I must choose my mate from the three rival Alphas. My heart had already chosen. Alpha Ethan. He was my destiny. Our mate bond was a roaring fire, impossible to ignore. But just days before the Mating Ceremony, we were ambushed by rogues. Everything went black. When I woke up, a new wolf was howling in my soul. Nyx. She claimed to be from my past life. And she was screaming in my head, begging me not to choose Ethan. "He'll kill you! Him and that bitch Clara. They'll steal everything you have! Arthur is the one you have to choose!" Arthur? The cursed Alpha doomed to die before he turns twenty-five?

On our wedding day, Ethan got a call and bolted from the ceremony. Grandma was so furious she started coughing up blood, and everyone just watched. Not one person stepped in to help. I raced her to the hospital, but it was too late. She was gone before they even got her inside. Then, as I sat alone in the morgue, my phone lit up. It was Ethan. "Grace, get to the hospital. Bella's hurt and needs your blood!" "Ethan Carter, it's over between us." I ended the call, leaving the last pieces of my heart—and him—behind. Months later, he was on his knees in the pouring rain, begging for forgiveness, saying he'd do anything, give anything, if I'd only look back.

When a tragic accident leaves Amara’s parents fighting for their lives, she is left with no choice but to seek help from the last person she ever wanted to face—Raiden Alcantara, the ruthless billionaire with a heart of stone.  Once upon a time, she saved his life. Now, she’s the one begging for him to save hers.  But Raiden isn’t the man she thinks he is. Beneath his cold and indifferent facade lies a long-buried grudge, a hidden desire for vengeance that has been simmering for years. And now that fate has placed Amara right in his hands, he has the perfect opportunity to make her suffer for the sins of her family.  Will he choose to save her, or will he be the one to tear her world apart?

Cassandra and Kate is a best of friend's. When Cassandra got broken by her boyfriend, she's begging for Kate's help. Cassandra asked Kate to ruined Rainier's wedding celebration. So, that way, she could get her revenge. For the sake of her bestfriend not to commit suicide, she help her. Even she doesn't seen him before, and she doesn't have any idea of what he look's like. She still did what had told to her. But after she saw those pair of dark eyes staring at her with full of hatred and anger for her, she regreted all what she did. Rainier promised to himself that he make her suffer for all of what she did.

"Captain! There's a couple burned and fused together!" I sprinted inside. There was Axel Cheatum, my husband, clinging to some woman. Their bodies had fused from the heat. Axel was sobbing, begging, "Save my wife first, please!" His wedding ring flashed on his finger. "It's my fault," he cried. "We drank too much... didn't even notice the fire." "It's not your fault, honey," the woman whispered. "We hadn't seen each other in so long... we couldn't help it." Axel clawed at his scorched skin, trying to free her. That's when I saw her swollen belly. And Axel, throwing everything away for her. In the end, I lost my baby.

“I don’t share what’s mine, Dove,” he warned. “And who said I’m yours?” Even as I was rejecting the notion of 'belonging' to another person, heat stole my body and mind in the predatorial claim, with the dark warning of the stranger's body and eyes. “You,” a dark and still warm grin steals his gorgeous features as every inch of me rose to his hands, silently begging for his continued attention....“You were made for me Dove and I want you to be mine this week..... Forget the cheating ex on a once in a lifetime vacation to the keys..... Ellie has no idea what fate, or her childhood friend have in store. Find out in Part One of DJ and Ellie's Second Chance BDSM Romance.