Story Of A Pencil

My mother-in-law gets into an accident and is taken to the emergency room. I call my attorney husband, but he only answers after over 20 missed calls. "What are you on about this time? Gigi has a bit of a problem, and I'm helping her. Stop being unreasonable." I suppress my grievance and say, "Mom's gotten into an accident. Transfer 100 thousand dollars to me." However, he believes Gigi Norris' lies and snarls, "What does your mother getting into an accident have to do with me? Don't even think of getting money from me to provide for your family. Now, leave me alone. I'm busy!" He hangs up, and my mother-in-law dies. Three days later, I see my husband in court. Gigi has been taken to court for driving under the influence, and he's there to defend her. He speaks eloquently and manages to get her off based on a lack of evidence. I lose hope in him and ask him for a divorce once the court is out of session. That's when he panics. "Think about how well my mother treats you! You'll break her heart by divorcing me!" I sneer. I throw the hospital bill and death certificate in his face. The idiot doesn't even know he no longer has a mother!

Sachriana has the chance to choose who she wants to have a forty-eight mag-jowa challenge with. Instead of choosing someone who she is comfortable with, she takes risks in choosing the man who never gave her attention. She chose Jeide Dyion, the man she is in love with, sadly, the man is in love with her cousin named Melody. But with that kind of dare, new hope has bloomed. She will not waste the chance. But to her surprise something happened between them on that night. But what if, hindi pala siya ang nakikita ni Jeide Dyion ng gabing iyon? She is hurt. She wants to move on. And now that she is moving on, mukhang nagkabaligtad dahil ang lalaki na ang humahabol. Pero bakit ganoon? Bakit pakiramdam ni Sachriana ay wala sa kanya ang buong atensyon ng lalaki? Pakiramdam niya ay pangalawa pa rin siya. Pero paano kung pakiramdam niya lang pala iyon? Paano kung siya pala talaga ang priority ng lalaki?

He thought she was just like other student who want to have sex with her but he's not right Ayla Hernandez is just a innocent girl He will always catch her stealing some glances at him she's shy He always stare at her until she did not realize she was captivated by her She like him

Either what I get up to on a daily or what I fantasise who knows what’s real and what’s not

"Stay the away from my mate" he threw Alpha Aza to the wall creating a dent, with his speed he grabbed him by the neck and pressed it aiming to him. He was so mad that he would dare lay his hand on his mate, he looked at Claire who was crying and her dress was ripped off showing her . A young boy named Axel born on a cold starry night but was sought after to be killed by his father because of the prophecy that he would kill his own father and reign over the seven realms. Taken away by a powerful sorcerer, he lived and trained with witches protecting them until he found his mate. His father, Alpha Ethan struggles with the prophecy of a great war between the demon and wolves due to the resurrection of Hades seeking alliance with all the packs. Taken to another pack, Axel is forced to fight for his mate against a possessive Alpha who wants her all to himself. Would he be able to protect his mate and also save himself from being killed by his father?

A romance story that revolves around a woman who enters a challenging job. Sa kabila ng malagim niyang nakaraan, sinubukan mabuhay ng normal ni Safirah kahit mag-isa na lamang siya sa buhay. Pinilit niyang huwag tumanggap ng kahit anumang tulong mula sa ama na matagal na niyang kinamumuhian. Kahit alam ni Safirah na mayaman ang kanyang ama ay pinili niyang humanap ng sariling ikakabuhay hanggang sa pumasok siya sa buhay ni Terence na siyang magiging amo niya. Makakayanan niya kayang pigilin ang sarili na hindi umibig sa kanyang amo o paninindigan niya ang pagiging man-hater dahil sa naranasan mismo ng kanyang sariling ina sa ama niya noon?

Just a few days before my wedding, I accidentally come across a post while scrolling online. The title reads, "To the guy getting married in this city, your fiancée's already cheated on you." Curious, I click in to see the gossip, only to realize I'm the one being talked about. A deep male voice plays in the video. "I heard you're getting married?" The woman in the frame, bare-backed and trembling, chokes back a sob. "After you left, I realized you're still the one I love most. I'm done with him. Take me away, please!" The moment I hear her voice, it feels like someone punches me straight in the chest. Then I notice something on her wrist—the luxury couple's bracelet I gave her just yesterday. And in that instant, I feel like the biggest joke of all. Turns out the fool was me.

"Ikamamatay mo ba ang magpakasal sa akin? Ako ang babae, Caleb. Dapat ako ang maglulupasay sa sahig dahil pinipilit akong magpakasal sa taong hindi ko naman gusto."

Conri supported Melissa in accomplishing her purpose in life by being marked and mated by the alpha wolf of the Fridolf Pack. Everything seemed perfect, too perfect to be true. An eclipse was slated to take place on the 21st day of the sixth month of the year which was meant to be the crowning of Melissa as The Luna Wolf but something mysterious happened on that day. There was a clash between the goddess of motherhood and the Greek goddess of the moon.

After spending a night together, Nova never expected to see Damian again. That is, until three months later when their paths crossed once more. “You’re so wet, Nova,” he murmured against my neck, his warm breath fanning over my skin as his lips grazed me. Damian’s nose traced along my jaw before he pressed a slow, possessive kiss under my ear. His hand slid between my thighs, fingers brushing over my slick folds before teasing my clit in slow, deliberate circles. My breath hitched, and his low groan vibrated against my throat. He pushed two fingers inside me, curling them deep as his thumb kept stroking. Heat coiled in my belly, my hips grinding into his touch. I glanced down and caught the sight of his tattooed hand buried in my lacy underwear, moving with skill and hunger. I smirked through a gasp — I loved seeing him there, claiming me like that.