The Villainess Is Shy In Receiving Love Chapter 46

Avaline Cross was an unlucky werewolf. Lost her parents in a battle where they had bravely saved the sons of the Alpha King, Dion and Alistar, Avaline was sent to work as a slave in the Alpha house as a condition for living with them instead of being shipped to foster institutions. Years passed as Avaline developed a crush on both boys, Dion and Alistar and followed them everywhere,trying her best to impress them despite being a maid. Only for the brothers to treat her worse than a servant and shower all their attention on Solaya leaving Avaline aggrieved. Avaline and Solaya never saw eye to eye and on her 18th birthday, Avaline found out that she was mates to both Dion and Alistar but the brothers didn't take it well. They kept treating her poorly and Avaline was holding on to the moment when they would realize their errors and choose her like how it goes in the romance books she reads. Solaya was unlucky, she was sold out to marry Lycan King Zirael, a heartless man that was feared by all supernatural and hated werewolves. The brothers tried to switch the brides and give Avaline to Zirael instead but it wasn't possible. Avaline was burned alive by her two mates, Dion and Alistar after she was framed for attempting to kill Solaya, their reason for love. Dying on the stake, her last memories were seeing Aida try to pull her off from the fire while the rest kept jeering and laughing Aida was five and the only one who cared about her. Avaline made a wish, if she had a second chance, she would never waste it on those useless Alphas, and would choose to be a sacrifice for Lycan Alpha Zirael of the Hidden Haven.

Edna vows to destroy the man who has crushed her life into dust. Edna would make Acelon Grishold regret picking her up from the orphanage, and then making her as his sex slave. Even though in the past she loved her adoptive father like she loves a man, Edna will no longer let that stupid feeling control her heart again. She has to get Acelonlon Grishold under her feet! Edna made a plan, Edna created many lies to destroy Acelonlon slowly. But Edna's plans are in danger of falling apart when she learns that she is pregnant. Acelonlon immediately claimed the baby as his own and desperately wanted the baby. On the other hand, Edna didn't want the baby. She was angry and repeatedly tried to kill the baby, but was always thwarted by Acelonlon. One day Edna had a plan. She will use her baby to slowly destroy Acelonlon and after that she will leave Acelonlon forever.

Aurora was sheltered her whole life, knowing she was different. Being forced to mate the alpha's son was the least of her worries. After her first shift, she discovers that not only does she belong to an ancient race of guardians but she is also the mate of a dragon. Drake grew up fighting, training to be the best. As the future dragon alpha, he had to be. The worst thing he had to deal with were the wolves that bordered their land. When he finds one in trouble, he can't help but to try and save her. When he learns she is his mate, he's fearful yet excited. Her uncle, leader of the guardians, come to claim her. Will Drake put aside his fears of mating her and convince her to stay or will he forever lose his only mate?

A COLLECTION OF SHORT LOVE STORIES. 1. FATED TO LOVE YOU She wasn't looking for love; yet, found it in the least expected person. When Dr. Mahnoor first laid eyes on Captain. Dr. Haider, she couldn't fathom even in her wildest dreams the mess she was about to get herself into. Haider, who was a , quirky and charming neurosurgeon, could hardly be described as anything except trouble personified. The kind of man, whom she never thought she could give a second thought about, least of all get involved with.Yet, little did she know that all her prayers had led her to someone, who was going to challenge everything she had ever believed in and break down the barriers she had spent a lifetime building. Fate brought them together but love tore them apart. 2. A LITTLE BIT OF LOVE Hoorain is done with her studies and ready to be thrown into all this marriage business. But what she isn't prepared for, is meeting the dashing and arrogant Hadeed who is not only far from her ideal type but a cold jerk whom she wishes to have nothing to do with. Hadeed is coldhearted and ruthless to anyone who messes with him. His past still haunts him and he measures a person's worth on that scale. Yet, he finds it hard to ignore the girl who dares challenge him at every step. Despite their mutual hatred, the two get thrown into a marriage pact. What do you do when you realise that the world is not all that it seems and you have battles to fight that you didn't sign up for? Can the two overcome their hatred and heal each other, mending the broken pieces of their souls? Or will the reality of their world tear them down even more?

What would you do if you stumbled upon a bride crying her eyes out minutes before the wedding, begging you to help her escape? You help her, of course. What would you do if you stumbled upon a drunken guy being mugged in the dark alley later that night? You help him too, of course. What would you do when you discover he was the same guy left hanging at the altar earlier that day? You regret everything, of course. What would you do when you start seeing that same guy everywhere you go? You fall in love, of course.

Shah Zain was holding her with one hand while opening his shirt button with the other hand. Meanwhile, he didn't let Minal separate from him for a moment. "Shah Zain please, it's not right time, it's too early." She was trying hard to control her unsteady condition, but who was listening to her? "Nothing is early Minal.... and today you can't stop me..... because today you himself come close to me." He picks her up in his arms and lays her on the bed. He bends on Minal while saying that. Feeling his lips on her neck, Minal feels like losing herself. "Shah Zain please....." For the last time, she tried to free herself from his hold. But Shah Zain again stops her from uttering anything. He just wants to feel Minal's closeness with himself. He wants to say how much he loves her.

When my ex starts stalking me, I turn to the man I resented for years for help—a rich and private named Krew Selik. At first, I’m just a damsel in distress, and he’s a knight in shining armor, but our attractions are undeniably strong. I have grown to him that I’d never been with anyone, breaking me free from my own restraint. I soon find that he is not only my knight, and he’s been struggling to fight his own demons, haunted by his secrets until I become his light in the dark. When I thought that my life is going in the right direction, everything falls apart. Being with him comes at a price, and some secrets threaten to tear us apart.

After my stepsister, Jennifer Nichols, died in a tragic accident, Julian Asher hated me for ten whole years. He was the youngest star attorney in Vaxton Bay. He was always calm and composed, yet he never once hid his disgust toward me. I gave up everything for him: my education, my family, my friends, even the inheritance I was meant to receive. I stayed by his side through the grueling bar exam and the brutal early days of his career. But all he ever said was, "Miley, if you really want to please me, go ahead and die." The only woman he ever loved in this lifetime was my stepsister. And I realized that far too late. It wasn't until a fire broke out unexpectedly in the courthouse archives and I was trapped upstairs that something changed. Julian ran in to save me. The blaze devoured everything in its path. In the end, he shoved me out of the rubble. The collapsing steel beams crashed down on him. Blood spilled everywhere. Outside the operating room, I fell to my knees, begging the heavens to let him live. Before he died, he left me one final message with the doctor. "Miley, I hope we never meet again in the next life." At his funeral, his mother slapped me hard across the face—again and again. "You're a cursed wretch. Killing Jennifer wasn't enough for you; now you've killed my son too. I never should've agreed to let Julian marry you." His father dragged me to my knees by my hair, forcing me to kneel. "This is all my fault. I was too soft-hearted. Julian saved you three times, and all you ever brought him was misery!" Everyone believed I was the reason Julian died. And deep down, I believed it too. In the end, I slit my wrists and took my own life—only to awaken back in university, at the very moment we was supposed to get engaged. This time, I made a choice. I would not chase after him again. I would step aside and let him be with the one he loved most—my stepsister, Jennifer.

Connor's missing first love was found. When he received the police call, he lost his composure and rushed out of the office, forgetting to grab his jacket from the chair. The business partners he was discussing a new collaboration with were stunned, all of them unconsciously looking at Anne. "It's fine, continue," Anne withdrew her gaze from following Connor, offering a poised smile as she smoothly took over his unfinished words. "Regarding the investment in the new project..." An hour later, Anne personally saw off the business partners. She returned to her office, picked up her phone, and saw that there were no messages from Connor. Anne called Connor. After a few rings, the call was answered, but it was a girl's voice on the other end.

Grayson Harmon's childhood friend, Sophia Lexton, got into a car accident. She didn't just lose her memory—she came away with some post-traumatic stress disorder, too. That's what the doctors called it. They said we had to keep her calm, avoid anything that might upset her. So, for the sake of her recovery, Grayson asked me not to argue with her. To let her have her way, no matter what. She took my engagement necklace and moved into the little love nest Grayson and I had made our own. And on our wedding day, she threatened to kill herself, forcing Grayson to take her to the hospital. He looked at her bleeding out and said to me, calm as ever, "Brianna, I'll make it up to you after the wedding. I'll throw you an even grander one. Sophia is dying." Then he picked her up and walked away, never once looking back. If he had—just once—he might have seen something was wrong. He might have seen the blood soaking into my wedding dress.