The Beast Must Die Bl

Two months ago, I was accidentally injured by a killer who came to assassinate my husband at home. I didn't expect there to be black magic curses on the silver dagger. On the night when my curse took effect, My partner—Alpha Alexander is celebrating his sister's birthday, his true love. When I tried to establish a spiritual connection with him,I have lost my wolf. When Emma called her father for help,He sneered coldly, his voice indifferent. "Isabella, using such a small child, are you worthy of being Luna?" "You are a little liar born of your mother, let her die if she wants to, don't bother me." He doesn't know that I'm really about to die.

It's 11:30 pm. Home alone, I decide to order some takeout. When the map shows the delivery guy is zero miles away, I receive a call from him. I pick up, only to hear unsettling silence from the other end. I hang up, annoyed. The next moment, the guy texts me, "Sorry, I'm hearing-impaired and unable to speak. I called to notify you to pick up your food as soon as possible. I can't explain things over the phone, and I apologize for that." Then comes another text. "You must've been waiting for a long time. I've left your order at your door, so please pick it up as soon as you can." Just as I prepare to open the door, I see bars of live comments—reminiscent of livestream chats—floating right before my eyes. "Don't open the door! That dude isn't a delivery guy at all! He's a murderer!" "He called you to check if you're a woman living alone!" "Seriously, why are all thriller story protagonists always so dumb? The delivery guy is obviously suspicious, yet she still wants to open the door."

For years, I lived unseen, unwanted, and unloved. I was always the one that was overlooked. Still, I thought I was lucky. I had a home, a little daughter who adored me, and a husband whose rare smiles made me feel like I finally mattered. But that illusion shattered the night I was kidnapped. When the flames closed in and I screamed for help, my husband never came. He left me to burn, to die as quietly as I had lived. But fate had other plans. When I returned, I wasn’t the same timid woman he discarded. I was reborn, stronger, sharper and breathtakingly beautiful. The world that once mocked me now worshipped me. And him? He looked at me desire dripping from his eyes, not realizing who I truly was. He begged for a chance, pleaded for my love. But it was too late. I had already married another man. And this time, it was my turn to play the game.

UNE TRAGÉDIE ROMANTIQUE LESBIENNE Il arrive un moment dans la vie de certaines personnes où elles se sentent comme des acteurs jouant un rôle pour lequel quelqu'un a changé le fil de l'histoire. Toast With Jelly est une histoire puissante d'une femme venant à se connaître à travers une série d'événements tragiques de la vie.

京都、町家の静かなカフェ《結》。 タロットを扱う年下の占い師と、過去に傷を抱えた転勤者。 「未来は見える。でも、恋だけは視えへん」 交わす言葉は少なくても、ふたりの距離は確かに変わっていく。 壊れた心が、茶の湯気の中で、少しずつ解けていく。 過去と未来の狭間で、見つめ合うのは今この瞬間── 占いに委ねていた人生を、自らの手で選ぶとき、 そこに待つのは“恋”という名の再生か、それとも…。 静かに胸を打つ、情感スローバーンBL。 あなたも、心の一枚をめくってみませんか。

“We are capable of many things, but love isn't one of them - We’re masters of chaos, not love. Monsters don’t feel, they devour, and you are ours to devour,” Just when Hazel thought she had seen the worst of werewolves, she encountered them, the beastly Alpha’s. They were ruthless They where powerful They were heartless, They were the devil, They were also the king of Alpha’s. Hazel, a half-breed wolf, is hopeful that her mating ball will lead to her finding her destined mate. However, fate has other plans. A shocking revelation about her heritage shatters her expectations and leads to her being disowned by her Alpha father and cruelly rejected by her mate. Heartbroken and alone, Hazel is forced to navigate a treacherous world where her mixed blood is a curse rather than a blessing. As she grapples with her newfound identity, Hazel encounters a group of powerful Alpha males who are drawn to her. Determined to protect their newfound mate, these Alphas will stop at nothing to claim her back. A fierce battle for her affection ensues, filled with intense loyalty, betrayal, and violent confrontations. Can Hazel find love and acceptance amidst the chaos, or will her past continue to haunt her?

☆★あらすじ☆★ 閉鎖的な田舎町に転校してきた明るく人懐っこい少年・律と孤高の静けさを好む神社の跡取り・優斗。性格も境遇も正反対な2人が出会い、やがて許されざる運命に翻弄されながらも絆を深めていく。 影に蠢く異形の者たち――人の世を侵す“闇”との戦いを通じ、次第に惹かれ合う2人。お互いを生きる意味とし、深淵へと踏み込んでいく。 その果てに待つのは悲劇か、救いか。 町の穏やかな日常を背景に浮かび上がる2人の心、そしてすべてを飲み込む哀しき運命――。 日常の中に潜む異形の恐怖と儚くも美しい少年たちの絆を描いたダークファンタジー×BL。生きること、戦うこと、そして愛することの意味を問いかける、切なくも力強い物語。

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My husband's first love jumped to her death due to depression and landed right on me as I was passing by. I was rendered unconscious on the spot and subsequently rushed to the ICU. However, my orthopedic surgeon husband stayed by his first love's side to comfort her over her minor scratches. He even refused to sign my Critical Care Notification. "Whoever joined her charade can get lost along with her! Come to me when she's really dead!" he said. It wasn't until he received a death certificate that he realized in horror—the deceased's information was identical to mine.

My husband Seth and I switched bodies on the night of our wedding anniversary. When I went to the office posing as him, his colleague Jenny whispered sultrily into my ear, "Why haven't you divorced your wife yet?" I looked at the counter on my wrist. It displayed ninety-nine points—that meant we only needed to gain one more point to switch back to our own bodies. I smiled. “Points have been reset to zero! Reset! Reset! Reset!”