The Wretched Novels & Stories

I'm just a mistake, waste of an egg, waste of a sperm, waste of oxygen, waste of water, waste of food, waste of money, waste, just waste, nothing more, nothing better than a waste, a waste where even flies don't come for food, yes I'm that useless I just wanna fucking die but I'm too pathetic, a fucking coward I wish I was never born I don't wanna exist, why me? Out of all people I just wanna die FUCK WHY WON'T I JUST DIE WHY AM I A FUCKING PATHETIC USELESS WASTE OF SPACE... FUCKING TRASH I looked up at Luke changing my mind about sleeping. I opened the TV, put on a random show. I don't know exactly what I want "Are you okay?" Luke asked me, "Do you feel hurt?"

And now, as Damon took a closer look at the five dead men, each man had letters branded on his forehead, R, I, MA, T, and UM. "Rape, Incest, Mate Abuse, Treachery, and Undeserved Murder." Holy shit. Damon was suddenly happy to be alive and unmarked; Karistus was BADASS. Of the thirteen wolves that had accompanied him on his run, five wolves were now dead, seven remained unconscious, but living and one had ascended to something different entirely. "Where is she heading now?" Knox looked off into the distance, noticing the weather changing as judgment roamed the earth once more.

He could never win with her, never get a word in. When the flashback ended, Bashir Bakura cursed himself for being so unsuccessful at the time, for taking the money Bushratou's father had offered and gone abroad to make a name for himself in architecture. It was one of his worst decisions. His second most regretted decision was never checking up on the child Bushratou had and his worst ever decision, was marrying Yaana. He regretted it bitterly.

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“Whatever you wish, my queen.” THE END

he whispered, his voice echoing in the damp tunnel. "I’ve spent my whole life feeling like a mistake, Dante," I said, my boots splashing through a puddle of violet mercury. "A rejected heiress. A dormant wolf. A weapon. But finding out that the woman who hated me was just a machine... it doesn't make it better. it just makes it more pathetic."

I didn't plan on stealing her from my cousin but I guess I was really being tested. "Tsk! Take my wife's friend home, asshole!" Andrei coldly said before giving me a punch on the face. He dragged his partner out and walked away. "Fuck! Why does it feel like it's my fault?" I murmured as I wiped off the blood on my lips. It was his own wife who was forcing on doing a body shot. Tsk! I cussed the moment I realized what he said. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck you, Villa Cruz!" I repeated and messed up my hair out of frustration.

And these people are acting like a piece of shit! He turned his head slightly and it was Mayor Wellbert and his men. Ah... Could it be that this bastard is the mastermind? Alexander immediately thought in that direction. Apart from Daniel, there is another bastard who most likely wants to hurt his wife. “Mr Grissham, I'm outpaced by you. I didn't know that you cared so much about our historical heritage." Wellbert smiled as he was amazed that Alexander's hands and clothes were full of soot. There were also soot stains on his forehead and face, it was clear that this Mafia leader had just rummaged through the rubble of a building fire.

I was momentarily distracted by her fine ass as she bent over to pick up her shirt from the floor but she turned and fixed me with a glare when I didn’t respond. “Fuck! Ryan’s going to kill me for this. Let’s go.” I huffed, dragging myself out of bed. Blood, sweat and excrement mixed in a sickening odor as soon as the heavy metal door to the lower cells was opened. It was where we kept only those convicted of the most heinous crimes against the pack and thankfully, there were very few prisoners of that sort. But Jenna had earned herself prime real estate when she’d assaulted an Alpha. "Tell me happened to her." Kat pushed me for details as we walked through the corridor.

Then, he opened his laptop, and the screen indeed showed me, specifically, the footage of my left hand being corroded. In the surveillance video, Elaine had snuck past everyone and secretly switched out my experimental materials. For this, I paid the price of lifelong disability. Even faced with that kind of brutal evidence, Andreas still claimed Elaine was innocent. The moment Quentin saw my hand corroded by sulfuric acid on the screen, he slapped Elaine across the face. "How could you set up Isadora like that? She's your sister!" Back then, after being rushed to the hospital, I hadn't just called Andreas for help. I had called everyone in the Wilde family, one by one.