They Both Die In The End

Lorsque le criminel m’a attaquée et tuée, mon père, expert en détection criminelle, et ma mère, médecine légiste en chef, accompagnaient ma sœur Lyne qui participait à un match de tennis. Le criminel, qui avait été arrêté par mon père, cherchait à se venger de lui. Il m’avait coupé la langue avant de s’emparer de mon téléphone portable. Il a composé le numéro de mon père, il a répondu d’un ton glacial avant de raccrocher : « Quoi qu’il se passe avec toi, le match de ta sœur Lyne aujourd’hui est le plus important ! » Un rire ironique s’est échappé des lèvres de ce criminel : « Je pensais qu’ils préféraient leur fille biologique, mais il semble que j’avais tort. Apparemment, j’aurai dû kidnapper ta sœur Lyne. » Sur les lieux de l’accident, mes parents étaient secoués par l’horreur du corps retrouvé. Ils se sont figés, leur esprit n’arrivant pas à assimiler l’image macabre devant eux. Mais jamais, ils n’avaient imaginé que cette victime difforme et torturée, pouvait être leur propre fille.

When I had only three months left to live after taking the cursed blade meant for my husband Lucian, his first love Lily returned. When I endured the pain and prepared a dinner to commemorate our anniversary, he did not come back, he was having a steamy car session with Lily. When I went to the hospital alone to buy medicine, he was accompanying Lili for her pregnancy check-up. I pretended not to have noticed, I just silently played the role of a perfect wife, and wrote him four letters as a gift for our anniversary. After I die, he saw the gifts I left behind and went completely insane.

One reckless moment was all it took to set them on fire. His lips were on her skin, his hands gripping her like he'd never let go-Dylan devoured her, owned her, and marked her as his possession. His voice was dark and full of promises, unraveling every bit of restraint she had left. His kisses are on fire, his whispers sinful, and every stolen moment leaves her aching for more. Huli na para iwasan pa ang namumuong pagnanasa at pagmamahal nila sa isa't isa. But will sharing tender love every night be enough? Or will surrendering to temptation cost them everything? It was a gamble and taking risks for both of them. She loves him, and all she wants is to be with him. He loves her and all he needs for his life to be complete. Yet . . . loving him could ruin her . . . And letting her in could destroy him. She should stay away from him, and he should let her go. But some obsessions are impossible to escape . . . Some nights were never meant to end . . . And some temptations are too wicked to resist . . .. . . even if surrender means risking it all.

With a scar on her face that makes no one associate with her, Princess Elodie must face life alone since she has no one but herself. All her life, she has dreamed of meeting her mate who will take away the shame she is facing and love her the way she is. But the mate in turn hated her as much as everyone and rejected her. Carrying the pain of the rejection, she knew she would never see him again and hoped the moon goddess would bless her with another mate that will love her. But what happens when the same mate that rejected her turns out to be the new husband who was arranged for her? And what happens when the same scar on her face is the only thing that can cure the sickness that spreads through their pack? Can their new-found love sustain through the tough time that the both of them are about to embark together?

When the Irwins were on the brink of bankruptcy, I proposed a marriage of convenience to Ryan and saved them from collapse. Ever the playboy, Ryan was so grateful that he swore eternal loyalty to me, even getting a vasectomy immediately to prove his devotion. He took me across mountains and rivers, saying he wanted to etch our love into every corner of the world. Three years later, he got me drunk, stole my phone, and used it to infiltrate the Knights’ estate. That night, he orchestrated the complete downfall of my family’s legacy. My parents overdosed on sleeping pills. My sister was dragged into an alley by his men, violated, filmed, and the footage was auctioned off to amuse wealthy heirs. I begged him to let my family go. However, he gripped my face and forced me to watch as my parents were cremated. “You think marrying me back then was some noble sacrifice? Sure, the whole city praised your family for helping mine in our darkest hour. But what did they say about me? “They call me your lapdog, Lily!” Ryan destroyed the Knights to prove he was better than us and not anyone’s dog. He tore up the divorce papers and shoved the shreds into my mouth. Ryan wanted me to watch as he rose to power and made the world kneel before him. To humiliate me, he brought home a different woman every night, turning our house into a hotel while I served them. “What’s the Knights’ worth now? With your status, cooking for them and massaging their feet like this is only fitting.” It didn’t matter. When I saved him from that avalanche, a shard of stone slashed my heart. Now, I only have three days left to live.

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo. Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please." He paused. Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding. "No," he said. It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?" And he laughed. He laughed at me.

Lawrence Hale has been Julia Ware's assistant and lover for seven years, but she's now getting engaged to someone else. She calls off their engagement during an auction, and he thinks she wants to propose to him. It's only when a face that looks almost identical to him shows up that he realizes he's never been more than a replacement.

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When Peter, my father-in-law, suffered a heart attack and needed an urgent transplant, the hospital miraculously had a compatible heart. Helen, my mother-in-law and I were overjoyed. We thought it was a blessing from above. However, just as we were getting ready for surgery, Nate, my husband, disappeared with the compatible heart. When we finally reached him by phone, it was Camile, his first love. “Nate is busy prepping for my dad’s heart surgery. Stop distracting him!” Helen was trembling with fury. On her way to confront Nate, she got into a car accident and ended up in a critical condition. I begged Nate to come back and operate on her, but he walked into another operating room. In the end, my in-laws died. Their bodies were donated for organ transplant. It was not until later that I found out that their organs had been donated to Camile’s family.

When I died with a smile on my face, right before my brother's eyes, he looked as if the anguish might tear him apart. Yet, for twenty-one years, he hadn't stopped wishing I would meet this exact end. It all traced back to my fifth birthday—the day I had innocently hoped our parents would come home from their business trip to celebrate with me. They rushed back that night but never made it. A car accident took both their lives. From that moment on, my brother resented me, despised me. He didn't just stand idly by as our cousin snatched up my work as her own; he encouraged it. And when my landlord threw me out, it wasn't a random cruelty—it was my brother pulling the strings. All he had ever wanted, from the very beginning, was to see me die a miserable death. But when he finally got his wish… why did he cry, pleading for me to come back, begging me to call him 'brother' one last time?