Stupid People Meme

I never meant to kiss him. It was a stupid mistake—a reckless moment fueled by too much adrenaline and the thrill of a party I should never have been at. But when my lips brushed against his, the world stopped. His hands gripped my waist, his breath tangled with mine, and for a fleeting second, I forgot who he was. Liam Blackwood. My stepbrother. The guy who had tormented me since the day our parents married. The brooding, tattooed bad boy with a reputation that made girls weak in the knees. I should have pulled away. I should have screamed. Instead, I let him deepen the kiss, let his touch set my skin on fire. Now, we’re trapped in a dangerous game of stolen glances, whispered threats, and undeniable chemistry. Every moment alone is a ticking bomb. Every brush of his fingers makes me crave something I can’t have. He’s forbidden. Off-limits. But the way he looks at me? The way he makes me feel? It’s only a matter of time before we cross the line again. And this time, there will be no turning back.

It had been ten years, and Ethan—my mate—and I still didn’t have a pup. One day, he suggested we adopt one from the Werewolf Orphan Charity Agency. “My mate,” he said gently, “pregnancy is too hard for you. You’d have to go through so many checkups and herbs. Your wolf shouldn’t have to suffer like that.” When others heard this, they all said Ethan loved me deeply—that he couldn’t bear to see me in pain. But I saw the truth with my own eyes. He took an infant pup from another she-wolf. “Luckily, Mia isn’t pregnant,” he said. “That way, the excuse of adopting an infant works—and the pup can have a legitimate status in my clan.” I knew that she-wolf well. The same one Ethan used to call a “stupid omega.” Swallowing the bitterness in my heart, I called my mentor at the Werewolf Research Academy. “I want to devote myself to herb research,” I said calmly. Three days from now, during the pup’s first New Moon blessing, I’ll fake my death in a fire. No one will be able to stop me.

As you know, angels are at the head of the good mortal world, and demons rule the ball in hell. But the angels are not as kind as the people of the church have always made them out to be. The human race is not so important to them. And now, in their wars for our souls, they have completely forgotten about us. But people like me don't consider themselves to be ordinary people. We live twice, and sometimes three times more than ordinary people are allowed to live. Our society is called the priests of Ultima. That's all we want to tell about our world...

The tragedy of being alone and lonely changed when you crossed paths with people who would do anything for your happiness. Of those people was Apollo River, a man you have admired from afar for so long. You come from a middle-class family in a neighborhood only blocks away from turf wars. While Apollo was born on the higher end, people were stuck up and greedy. You will become each other's most excellent fortune. But you both share a dark secret. Strategic bloody romance. Can you handle it?

Learning who the countess is may be one thing. But falling in love with her brings so much more. With people begging to be part of the harem, it is only a matter of time before Wyatt discovers what is behind the enchantress known as the Countess, and why people are dying, literally, to be part of her world.

What would you do if you knew there were bad people with shocking habits near the ones you love? The night of the holiday changes everything for Dianna Zandoval, a 19-year-old student from School. One moment, she is discussing with her incredible lover, Jacob Valdez; then next, watching with horror as bad people break their relationship with each other. She knows these people came from their past but she can't prove it - at least not without some unexpected feelings. The clumsy, joyful woman knows that her suspense life is over. She acquires some unexpected feelings and is reborn as the hero who will save the world from bad people. However, Dianna finds herself troubled by her suspense ideals and becomes overwhelmed with moral questions. Will her conscience allow her to do whatever is needed to stop the bad people from ruining their relationship?

"She's mine" Dante grunted, casting an evil look towards Rome. "Just in case you didn't know Dante, I am not a property for you two to bargain over" Grace almost yelled, her head was spinning, she was angry more at herself than Dante or Rome "Yeah, tell him that. She's half Were anyways and I don't understand why You Vampires aren't even contented with one mate. Always out there coveting another's mate" "And I didn't exclude you Rome. And if you men are going to banter like two stupid children day over day then so be it. But just so both of you know, I am nobody's mate. None of you is mine and me, yours!" Grace, a lady who her father sold to a Vampire ruler discovers she is his mate. And no sooner than he'd claimed her, a Were trespasses their borders to claim her as his own. And now she's stuck with two men who would do everything in their power to get rid of one another just to have her. But some secrets lay ahead that can change her life forever. Who would she choose?

"You're not the type of girl I'd usually kiss," he says, his eyes fixed on my lips. "But I'll do it anyway." Then the cocky jerk leans in and kisses me. *** He claims to like her, she claims she'd never be stupid enough to trust a bad boy with her heart. *** After the death of her best friend, Ava Jordan Hansen's main goal is to get through senior year without losing her mind. She badly wants a distraction from her dark thoughts...but is tutoring the school's bad boy the solution? Jude Walker's life has never been easy--not since he made a mistake that turned his family against him. His father cut him off at 18, and to support himself, he took up underground fighting, modelling--whatever puts a buck in his pocket. He needs a university scholarship and to fix his Math grade, he finds himself thrown together with a smartass good girl. The two seem so different at a glance--the nerdy girl with a smart mouth and the troublesome bad boy with a different girl pressed against his locker every week. But they both have their own trauma, fighting not to drown in their pain. Will they help each other survive, or will they drag each other deeper under the surface?

[𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 1] Xianelle Hearter Daza was in love to a man she never expect to easily fall in love with her. They're opposite to each other. She came from the wealthy family with the strict and dominant that’s why there relationship was secret. She love him the most that’s why she even give herself on him without hesitation. The next day, after they shared the memorable night. He didn’t show himself to her. She even lost communication for a month. Until one day she discover that her boyfriend got her pregnant! Money. Fame and businesses is valuable to her parents. Her father believe that she's carrying the child of shameless guy and disgrace to the family. She still had a choice to save her child. And that is to be with the father of her baby. But she never expect that her boyfriend will say; “Abort it, Xianelle. If you value that kid more than the good life you had, well, I’m not that stupid as you are. I’m not going to choose you and your kid over my family reputation.” —Klint Axis Salvador. Ngunit paano kung sa muli nilang pagkikita alokin siya nito ng malaking halaga kapalit ng isang supling na babae. Is she can forever hide Alizardior Klinton Axis “AKAS” Salvador Pendilton’s unwanted son?

“Oops, my fingers slipped! These pictures were for someone else but I guess the cats are out of the bag now!” A cold chill ran down my spine as I scrolled through raunchy pictures of my Alpha husband and my sister. Five years of unrivaled love and dedication just for him to sleep with her sister on a stupid business trip. Well two could play that game, she unblocks a number and dials it with her heart in her throat. “One night–that’s all you get, after that we go back to being strangers,” She says, and a soft,dominant voice comes out from the other end. “My chauffeur will be there to pick you by right, wear the gown,” “That gown? Not in your wildest drea–” She's caught off by a new influx of pictures and she chokes her words, “Fine, but I'll need to drink–” “No,” he replied calmly, “I want you to remember everything I'll do to you tonight,” Two weeks later the pack doctor hands her a white envelope, “Congratulations, Luna Alice, you're pregnant!” Alice finds herself thrust into a web of lies of manipulation, caught between two brothers. Will she choose a familiar affection or traverse the plains of foreign passions?