The Main Characters That Only I Know Chapter 36 Novels & Stories

Everest Quentin, my commander husband, has fallen in love with his dead comrade's widow, Selene Brooks. When I find out about it, I don't bother kicking up a ruckus. Instead, I just turn in my resignation letter at my workplace and trick Everest into signing a divorce agreement. After Everest drops his signature, he falls silent for a very long time. Finally, he speaks up in an extraordinarily warm tone. "If you truly intend to quit your job, can you write a recommendation letter for Selene to work at your school instead? "You know that Selene's husband has sacrificed his life in the war. Life will be very difficult for her if she doesn't secure a job to make ends meet." I nod without turning Everest's request down. Previously, I've donated my own heart to him, only to find out that he has it transplanted into Selene's chest instead. I only have three days to live, so I have nothing else in this life. That's why I've tricked Everest into signing the divorce agreement on the first day. On the second day, my resignation letter officially goes into effect. My position is now Selene's. On the third day, I die right in front of my parents' graves. Unfortunately, that also means I never get to attend the banquet Everest has thrown for Selene. The banquet is so boisterous that one would think it's a wedding instead. Everest scans his surroundings, only to realize that I'm absent. He frowns immediately before admonishing me for throwing a tantrum on Selene's big day. The next thing he knows, a soldier rushes over and announces my death right in front of the guests. For once, Everest, who has always prided himself on being cool-headed all the time, actually drops the wine glass he's holding in his hand.

Have you ever been betrayed by the two men you love the most?? And one of them turns out to be your very own best friend?? And one you never even thought of?? If yes, find out what happened to me in my story of deceit, heartbreak, sadness, depression, ' death ' and finding love again.

[ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs - ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ ] Emily Willows longs for passion, but only with the man of her dreams: the brilliant, warm and dashing Edward Jones. If only her oblivious, dreaming neighbour can stop with all his gentlemanly-ness and just pin her into the nearest solid obstacle available. And then, perhaps encircle her whimpering body into the solid rippling confines of his warmth- But no, he would not. He could not. As they’ve been best friends for, well, ever. And that's why it becomes extremely challenging for her when he asks her the biggest favour he could ever ask. The one favour she was sure no friend would ever ask their own. The one she was sure to lose herself to. The one she knew she shouldn’t say yes to. But it would indeed be the one to make her crazy all the same. Oh, dammit, all to hell. ~ritikablush.Copyright StarryRitika 2020

She was chasing her dreams. He was her unexpected detour. All Marinel ever wanted was to finish college and become a nurse in a private hospital. Love wasn’t part of the plan—until a fateful encounter with a handsome stranger on the beach changed everything. Calvin wasn’t supposed to mean anything. But when their paths crossed again, her world turned upside down. Their connection was undeniable, but fate wasn’t kind. Marinel found herself risking everything for a love that seemed doomed from the start. And just when she thought she had moved on, tragedy struck—leaving her to fulfill promises to a man she lost too soon. Years later, with her life back on track, another twist of fate comes knocking. Calvin’s twin brother shows up out of nowhere, accusing her of deceit… and claiming they’re married. Confused and shaken, Marinel is thrown into a mystery she never saw coming—one that reveals a deeper bond, a hidden truth, and a second chance she never asked for. When the past and present collide, will the truth set her free—or ruin everything all over again? One woman. Two brothers. A love that refuses to die. Will Marinel find her happily ever after—or face another heartbreak?

After returning home from a flight, I realize that my bottle of hair conditioner has run out in the bathroom. The thing is, my husband, Carlos Zappa, doesn't use hair conditioner at all. Seeing Carlos through the frosted glass, I decide to probe him for answers. "Did any guests stay over lately? Or have you started doing hair care?" Carlos flips through the documents, which are stamped with the Zappa family crest, impatiently at my questions. "Maybe a maid accidentally toppled the bottle over when she was cleaning the bathroom. Also, why are you annoying me with such minuscule matters?" When I put on the bathrobe, I feel a ticklish sensation coming from the collar. As soon as I look down, I notice a strand of dried yellow hair being entangled in the collar. The moment the steam dissipates, I see two pairs of intertwining handprints on the bathroom's glass door. I never thought that my home would grow this popular during my one-week trip away from home. I've been married to Carlos for three years, and yet this is my first time finding out that he's actually this wild in bed. So, I secretly text my father, the Don of the Carozza family. "Dad, Carlos has cheated on me. Does the bet we made three years ago still count?"

When I find out about that woman's existence, it turns out that they've been dating for a very long time. Simon Jensen protects her very well. Even though he's already attended banquets with her and has introduced her to all of his friends, I still have yet to see any of her photos. Heck, I don't even know her name. If it weren't for the fact that Simon was unable to resist that woman's coquettish pleading and brought her to the fashion show press conference as a brand investor, I'd probably remain in the dark forever. At this moment, I stare at Simon from far away, who's currently gazing at his lover standing on the runway. There's a hint of a gentle smile in his eyes. The camera flashes keep clicking. One of the reporters can't resist asking, "Mr. Jensen, are you a fan of Angela Stewart as well?" Simon never averts his gaze from Angela. He replies, "No. She's the love of my life." So, it turns out the cold and aloof Simon is capable of doting on a young woman to this degree. I spin the dull wedding ring around my ring finger subconsciously. That's when I realize how meaningless this marriage actually is.

My husband's childhood sweetheart needed surgery, and he insisted that I be the one to operate on her. I followed every medical protocol, doing everything I could to save her. However, after she was discharged, she accused me of medical malpractice and claimed I’d left her permanently disabled. I turned to my husband, hoping he’d speak up for me, but he curtly said, “I told you not to act recklessly. Now look what’s happened.” To my shock, the hospital surveillance footage also showed that I hadn’t followed the correct surgical procedure. I couldn’t defend myself. In the end, I was stabbed to death by her super-alpha husband. Even as I died, I still couldn’t understand—how did the footage show my surgical steps were wrong? When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Joanna was admitted for testing.

After dating Scott Kenta for 10 years, I said to him, "Scott, I'm pregnant." The file in his hands slipped and hit the floor. He frowned, clearly irritated. "Don't be ridiculous," he said. "This is a critical moment—my company's going public. I never planned on having a child." "It's fine. Your career matters more," I said, smiling gently. He didn't catch the meaning behind my words. I was pregnant, yes. But he wasn't the father.

Serina was in a whirlwind marriage with the CEO of Liverteo foundation. She one-sidedly fell in love with him after, but secrets and lies made her miserable. She died on the day she saw him lying next to a woman, but with a twist of fate she was able to travel back to a year before she met her tragic accident. She decided to change her fate by divorcing him. Serina is determined to make sure that divorce is the only ending for them, but can she really stop her heart from falling again even after discovering his hidden admirable traits, which she failed to notice before?

I was born a rare, powerful she-wolf… but none of that mattered in the end. Because when my own sister framed me, my fated mate chose to believe her instead. He didn’t just doubt me, he destroyed me, left me discarded like trash by the pack I spent my life protecting. I should have died that night. But instead, I woke up in the arms of a man far more dangerous. A billionaire whose hands are stained with the blood of my kind. A man who would slit my throat without hesitation… if he ever discovered what I truly am. So I do the only thing I can to survive: I lie. But every glance lingers too long, every touch burns a little deeper, and every step pulls me closer to the edge of something far more dangerous than death. In this house of silk and silver, I am playing a deadly game. Because if he finds out the truth… will I have the strength to run?