Tears Apart

‼️🚨 Before you read this story, please beware that it contains a lot of adult content(dominance/submissive abuse), therefore it is unfit for readers below the age of 18. Jace Morray is a Billionaire and Anastasia Green is just a simple girl living with her stepmom and step sister. A case of mistaken identity ties her into a 100 days contract marriage with Jace. Never did she expect that this contract marriage would be filled with tears, sexual torture, conflicted emotions/feelings…..

My parents take me to court to get my heart and save my adoptive sister. The judge uses advanced technology to extract our memories. A jury of 100 people decides the verdict. If my parents win the case, my organs will go to them. They think I won't dare to show up for the trial because they think I'm evil. However, everyone is overcome by tears when they see my memories and the truth of what happened!

" Strip " He commanded loathly. His voice cold as ice! Daciana's amber eyes stared at him in mortal terror. Terrified, scared and petrified. " I hate repeating myself female, undress yourself " he added icily. Daciana forced back the tears that threatened to fall. She has never seen a raw hatred for her in any wolf's eyes than she is seeing in Alpha Connor's eyes. Fear slid through her, her hand trembled as she undress herself. Her eyes sting with tears . He walked closer to her and ripped her top into pieces exposing her firm leaving her fully . Lust, desire and hatred filled his eyes. " Get on the bed, lie on your back, spread your legs wide and face up " Her legs warbled on the floor taking herself to the bed. No amount of tears will stop him from hurting her. Again, she did as instructed preparing her mind for what is to come. She heard riffles of clothes tearing and soon, she felt him between her legs. She stiffened at his touch! His touch were as cold as his eyes. His rub her legs as if looking for something. She could hear him growl, his big muscular body blanketed hers. His laboured breath burned her neck. Finally, he found the he was looking for and with no warning, he into her aggressively. For the first time in a long time, Alpha Connor half shift into his rouge. He allowed his beast take over completely. He is not promising not to hurt her. He excessively pinned her down, his rouge snarled, his thrusts into her became harder just the way his eyes morphed into different dark colours. She is his mate yet, his hatred for her is raw and deep. The Alpha king's tower was silent, only the painful screams of a female and the loud snarl of the Alpha was heard in the tower.

“Where have you been, Cosette Blanche Warren?” he whispered darkly. My throat went dry. I could feel his hands roaming down my thighs, his touch possessive. “Someone saw my wife with Franklyn Carrington today,” Yohan continued, his voice deceptively sweet. “Tell me, Mrs. Warren… is that true?” A chill ran through me. His tone wasn’t affectionate—it was laced with something far more dangerous. “Open your eyes.” I jolted at his sudden command and immediately obeyed. My body trembled under the weight of his stare. His fingers curled under my chin, tilting my face closer. Slowly, agonizingly, he licked the corner of my lips before whispering against them. “What did I tell you before, wife?” Tears welled up as I struggled to form words. “I-I’m not allowed to meet…other men,” I stammered. “Hmmm.” His fingers traced lazy circles on my waist before pressing a kiss to my cheek. “Then explain what happened earlier.” “Franklyn is just a friend, Yohan. I-I wasn’t doing anything wro—” “Liar!” he roared. I flinched as tears spilled down my cheeks. A scream tore from my throat when Yohan suddenly lifted me, throwing me onto the bed. My eyes widened in terror as he hovered over me, his expression twisted with something unrecognizable. “No one else can come near you, touch you, or even look at you because you belong to me alone, Cosette Blanche Warren!” His voice was a venomous snarl. “You will never escape me! You will never be happy! Because I won’t allow it!” Then, he laughed. A dark, menacing sound that sent a shiver down my spine. Tears streamed down my face as I squeezed my eyes shut. This was my life now.

Prince Alex Windsor was born to rule. Duty, tradition, and a royal engagement bind his future, until Nick Peters storms back into his life. The rebellious son of a billionaire with presidential ambitions, Nick was Alex’s first love, his greatest secret, and the one person he was never meant to see again. But fate has other plans. A drink kiss reignites their buried desires, thrusting them into a whirlwind of passion, scandal, and betrayal. As powerful enemies conspire to tear them apart, from blackmailers to assassins, Alex must make an impossible choice: his crown or his heart. With the world watching and the monarchy at stake, can Alex and Nick defy the odds and claim their own destiny? Or will duty, deception, and a past that refuses to die keep them apart forever?

Laya’s world is falling apart—haunted by a past she can’t outrun and a future she never chose. When shadows resurface and loyalties are tested, survival might cost her everything.

Herbert Fischer lets his precious childhood sweetheart dump scalding stew all over me as everyone watches. Worse, he tells me to apologize, all because I said one harsh sentence to her. Tears stream down my face as I ask him, "Is my life worth less than a hair on her head?" He snorts. "Stop overthinking. It's just hot stew—you won't die from a few burns."

"You either fuck him or you will no longer be a ballerina in my company." The director’s words made me freeze for a moment. My throat went dry, my body numb. This wasn’t supposed to be part of the deal. I trained my whole life for the stage, not to be someone’s prostitute. "When?" I asked, tears already forming in my eyes. "TONIGHT." That one word shattered everything inside me. It wasn’t a request, it was an order.

"I live miserable from the thought I killed my parents! All my life I was insulted, mocked, accused, and dethroned! And then, I discovered it was all done by my half-brother and your father?! Embrace yourself! I will wipe out all your kind," I roared. "You can't do it," A playful smirked form on my lips. "C'mon, darling... I can," "I thought you love me?" she asked while tears streaming down her face. I stopped in my trance and gulped hard. An excruciating pain kicked in inside my chest. "Yes! It's all fucking true! But hatred is much stronger than this shit feeling I felt for you! Today, you are nothing to me but a whore!" I spat, trying to fool myself. She burst into tears and held her chest that was aching. "Choose, William... Me or revenge?" she asked with her hopeful eyes. Instead of answering it, I stood firm and looked into her eyes intently. "I, Alpha King William, rejected you Mira to be my mate. Get ready... This town will bathe in blood." I heartlessly said before turning my back and leaving her in tears.

Serena was in tears as she moved slowly toward her husband's study room. She entered the room with a medical file securely in her hand but discovered her husband sitting next to his lawyer. Serena confusedly look at Marcus, "Honey," but was interrupted by a seductive, sinister voice. "Sign these divorce papers, take what you want, and leave my estate," he demanded. Serena was puzzled as tears slowly began to stream down her. She stared at her husband but only received lifeless eyes. *** He wants her back but she doesn't want to. It's been a year since Marcus divorced Serena. But now Marcus regrets his mistake of divorcing the love of his life just because of some morphed pictures. Now the so-called richest man in the world wants his wife back. But will Serena give him a chance? Also, what did the medical papers contain? Serena now wants nothing to do with her life as she has accepted misery as her fate. But what if Marcus wants her back? Will she choose to be happy in the arms of her love? Or her loath towards her ex-husband will hold out in the end?