The Unworthy: A Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Planning our entire future together. Until I realized I wasn't enough. I was the only one living in that pathetic fairytale. It wasn't the first time I had heard whispers about his wandering eye, but I had stubbornly shoved the warnings away. Until today. Today, I had caught the fool with my own two eyes, trapped in a room with two freshman girls, fucking them both.

Before she could say anything, I hung up the phone. The charity organization was just a phony name for wine and gossip. These women gathered every week to get drunk and gossip without doing any work. They signed checks but none of them really knew where the money went. Aurelia was going to fit right in, as a spoilt heiress, she was probably already customed to that lifestyle. ¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶

She just didn't want to share ours. All the doubts I had in the past came rushing back, and the pain overwhelmed me. The scars on my chest stretched like snakes, curling down to my abdomen. A glaring, ugly suture ran across my neck. Even now, swallowing felt like knives against my throat. The physical agony was unbearable. Combined with the betrayal of the woman I loved, it was too much to endure. There were times I thought I wouldn't make it. While I hovered between life and death in the ICU, Beverly was introducing Celeste to her new dad. The mere thought of it made me sink into the depths of despair, and I felt both ridiculous and pathetic.

I made her pay for every injury she had inflicted on me, reliving every old grudge and new grievance for an entire night. By the time Wendy lay there, looking more dead than alive while crumpled in the corner and begging for Poppy's forgiveness, I still felt unsatisfied. I kicked her a few times and stuck chewing gum into her hair, which she so highly valued. Finally, she gasped for air and fainted in my room. Disgusted, I took a few deep breaths before hoisting her out and throwing her outside. The rain washed over her body as she lay there, a fish out of water, and I felt a twisted pleasure at the sight.

“To answer your question, perhaps I can help. Even though we still have our conscious we were left unaware of the changes our people made. We were unable to keep up with the increased demand and no longer could bring in enough women to meet that demand. Because of this, new women were sacrificed to power The Core. It wasn’t until each new woman being sacrificed were we made aware of how everything changed. It wasn’t our intent for things to go this far. It disgusts us to even think how our once loved families are now treating the very women who gave them an heir to continue their bloodlines.” “Yeah, it disgusts me too. I can’t believe people would treat other people that way. I’ve heard enou

He was removed from his position after the incident. Finally, Kent could no longer hold back his tears. "Ramona had come from a poor family, but she never let it hold her back. She was hardworking and had good grades. She excelled in my literature class. I still have her textbook, which I had carefully preserved all these years." Kent pulled out a yellowed textbook and opened it to the first page. There was a single line written in neat handwriting: "I should be like a towering tree, needing no support and shedding no tears, yet able to shield all suffering."

Slamming her against the wall and getting into a hot make out session probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do since she already had the wrong idea but I needed a distraction and the girl was hot. Heading home after school I found mum, reading at the kitchen table. “What’s that?” pointing to the book in her hand. “A new book of conjuring spells I acquired from a coven up north, I’m just verifying if its legit or a fake” she answered “So, which one is it?” I asked “it’s real and extremely rare, I will need to keep this one out of human hands and in my special collection, if in the wrong hand it could be dangerous” She answered

… Every trace of me had already been erased from the wedding home. In my wedding diary, I had written my final entries in advance. "Wedding countdown: two days. I finally understand. People must learn to love themselves first. It's not that I'm unworthy of love, but that you are unworthy of me. There was never anything wrong with me."

On the day she miscarried because her mate chose his ex, Rae's wolf went completely dormant from the trauma. That killed every ounce of love she had left for him. She was done playing his pathetic doormat. No more running his family's empire. No more grilling him about staying out all night. He left her locked in a freezing pack holding cell for nine whole days. Why? To baby-sit his childhood sweetheart through a "full moon panic attack" in a luxury mansion. Rae didn't cry. She didn't scream. She didn't even bother making a phone call. Then came day ten. Colton finally rolled up in his custom black Cadillac. He looked down at her with those golden wolf eyes, calling her dramatic. Rae just pu

She asked with hope in her eyes. "I promise." He said while kissing her on the forehead. "I never thought that you showed me pity. I wasn't thinking properly that time, like I already said. I am a stupid. And about your feelings, I believe you. I believed every word you said. I saw the truth in your eyes but it's a really overwhelming feeling for me. And I don't find myself capable enough to give you back those feelings. I am not worthy enough for those feelings. But I am not going to push you away. I am going to work hard and return you those feelings after being capable of those feelings. I just need it sometimes. Can you please grant them to me?" He asked with a hope and a lot of admirati