Stu Scream Outfit

" L-let me go! Please!" I screamed my lungs out. " Your mumma just loves to provoke me, darling.How could she call me a rapist? Now, it would be a disrespect if I don't prove her right." he smirks, taking threatening steps towards me. Every inch of me trembles in fear. Picking myself up , I try to run but the crowd doesnt give me a way out. " Please." I scream trying to run but they all just pushed me back towards the monster. Move." I yell slapping a lady. She stumbles back but more men pull me and throw me back towards him. " No escape , huh." he laughs as his hands travel to the zip of my dress. " No , please. Someone help me." I scream. " Don't struggle Sagel. Your little brother is watching us , I'm just trying to prove his momma right." he chuckles dumping me on the ground. " Leave me." I scream as he gets on top of me opening the buttons of his pants. --- A mute lost princess, who has spent years in a cage. A brutal monster, who has lost his believe in love. Both of them tied in a peculiar mate bond. Where will this take them? { Extremely Dark. Strictly 18+ }

I'm attacked after the murderer who took my sister's life is released from prison. He pins me to the forest floor, allowing me to scream and shout until I run out of strength. As the fireworks explode above me, blood pools around me. Two months later, my husband becomes his next victim. I burst into manic laughter when I see the torment he has to suffer.

After transmigrating into a horror game, I realize I can hear ghosts' inner thoughts. "Oh, look, a human! I need to give her a pet!" "Why can't I touch her? Move! I gotta touch her!" "Humans! She's so tame that she's even letting us pet her!" My inner thoughts scream, "Damn it. Now I feel like a monkey in the zoo."

My husband's true love goes missing. He traps me in a cave to make me repent for my sins. "Olivia would never have gone missing if not for you! You'd better stay in there and repent for your sins!" No matter how I scream and try to escape, I'm ignored. Ultimately, I die due to cobra venom. Unexpectedly, my husband loses his mind when he sees my body and the twisted look on my face.

The day Ken Bowen and I finalized the divorce, I walked out wearing only the outfit I had worn on our wedding day. I let Ken keep the house, the cars, the money, and the kids. He looked genuinely surprised, then let out a mocking laugh. "Are you sure about this? You raised the girls yourself, and you're just giving them up? If you really don't want anything, then you won't need to pay child support either. That's fair, right?" I signed the papers without hesitation and said calmly, "Yeah. That's fair." Ken paused, then slowly signed his name. "If you regret this later, you…" I lifted a hand and cut him off. I didn't look back as I walked out. Ken used to say I married him for money and status, that I used our three daughters to tie him down. Whatever. The day he saw my dead body, he would finally understand.

Wenshie hates lies. When she came back from the US, she lived her life to the fullest: go to the club, live alone in her condo unit. She always longing for her father affection but he's cold and aloof towards her. Then, Khier came to the picture, a man who made her scream every time they're on bed. Their steamy hot relationship going so smooth not until one day... Wenshie discovered that Khier was already engaged-to-be-married.

In a library of an esteemed university a girl was quietly sitting on the chair reading a book about financial management.The girl had coffee brown colored hair falling up to her hips, small eyes which took the shape of crescent moons whenever she smiled ,straight and sharp nose, a well proportionate body and was clad in all black sweatshirt and tight jeans with black boots covering her feet , which was making her look more fairer and more badass. Suddenly the girl experienced a sharp pain piercing her heart, and ran out of the library and there she saw a boy in all black outfit standing with his friends . Her heart urged her to move towards that boy so, she did. With her every step her pain seemed to lessen. She deliberately walked a few steps in front of him and then took some steps back and asked the boy. Honey, Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again? THE COVER IS NOT MY WORK, I TOOK IT FROM PINTEREST THE OWNER CAN ASK ME TO TAKE DOWN THE COVER ANY TIME, I WON'T HAVE ANY OBJECTION!!

"You know what they say about a person like you?" He hissed in my ear, his hot breath fanning my neck when he opened his mouth to speak. His grey eyes returned back to mine filled with wrath and displeasure as they bore into mine. "Curiosity killed the cat." He says in a whisper his voice laced with the threat lingering around me in the form of his addictive scent and my feets itched to get away from him for the sake of my life, but only if I could. *** Lorenzo Ace Russo, don of Italy is the perfect definition for ruthless, merciless, cruel and what they call a monster. He holds pride in taking the life of people to his convenience. His hands are stained with the blood of hundred of people and the number of sin he has committed in his life till now would put even hell to shame. Iris Grace Emerson never knew what she was getting herself into when she followed the scream of a man and found him getting murdered by the monster. Iris couldn't keep her mouth shut when the piercing scream of her classmate hit her ear one last time. And, Lorenzo couldn't risk leaving evidence behind when the FBI is so keen on getting him behind the bars. So, there was only one option, kill the cat.. Happy Reading.

She has made us proud and today she will make history. Her name is Jedidiah Aaro. Come up to the throne and receive your crown my daughter.” There was a sudden hush in the entire hall. For a second, even I thought I had heard wrong and just stood rooted to my spot, a frown etched in my face, my brows furrowed. Jedidiah? Someone suddenly pushed past me and I almost fell If I hadn't stood my ground, only for me to watch as Jedidiah cat walked towards the throne. Her outfit, unlike the suit I had worn was a skimpy revealing gown with pink stiletto heels. She sat down proudly on the throne and right before my very eyes, my father lifted the crown- MY crown and placed it right on her head. The crowd resumed cheering, but this time it wasn't as cheerful and loud as it was before. Infact, it felt like they were being forced to give the mandatory standing ovation. I was still rooted to my spot, hoping and believing everything was a dream, but it wasn't. My step sister, Jedidiah was sitting on the throne, wearing the crown. Alpha Jedidiah? What a joke.

The Rossi family has a rule. If you want to be the next Donna, you have to prove yourself. Make three hundred million dollars, clean money, in a single year. All on your own, no family help. I spent ten years trying to do it for Vincent. I built ten companies from the ground up. But every single time, just as I was about to cross that finish line, something would go wrong. Everything would just… collapse. This year, I finally did it. I ran to his study, audit in hand, my heart hammering against my ribs. I thought I’d finally won. Instead, I learned my entire life was a lie. He handed my entire empire to Ava—my father's bastard. All because she supposedly saved his life once, and he wanted to make her the real Donna. I gave up. On him. On my family's dream of rising with his. Then I picked up the phone and called the Outfit in Chicago. "Your marriage proposal," I said. "I accept."