Three Goblins In A Trench Coat

I am the wife of the capital city’s esteemed tycoon. We were married in secret for three years. At the celebratory banquet, I was about to make our relationship public. However, his first love, Juvelia Shaw, stumbled into the hall clutching her torn collar. “Edwin, save me! Peri Sanders brought along her penniless brother. He just forced a kiss on me in the lounge! “He says he’s your brother-in-law. If I want to get into the Gough family, I have to please him.... Argh! I have been defiled!” The room fell deathly silent before erupting into a chorus of finger-pointing and curses. They accused me of forcing my brother to assault the esteemed tycoon’s woman just to secure his favor. Edwin Gough’s eyes blazed crimson. He ripped off his coat and wrapped it tightly around Juvelia. Then, he flung a glass of red wine at my face. Gritting his teeth, he glared at me. “Peri, bring out that beast of a brother of yours!” “Since his mouth is so vile, let’s pull out his teeth and cut his tongue off to feed the dogs! Otherwise, I’ll make the entire Sanders family pay with their lives!” Amidst the crowd’s looks of contempt and disgust, I burst into laughter. My brother had long since lost his voice. Three years ago, in a fire, he had inhaled excessive smoke while saving Edwin, which had destroyed his vocal cords. His tongue was gone too.

"Hubby, some people are trampling on m. I want to beat them up." "No problem. How many men should I send?" ... "Hubby, someone stole my work. Sha should I do?" "Should I break their hands or clamp their mouths" ... Assistant: Boss, someone is proposing to your wife. " Hubby: Go and abduct him... No. Get the cars ready *grabs coat* ...

She believes he had the saviour trait when he stood over the rain, his hand stretched out, offering his fur coat as shelter as he wrapped her in his arms, guiding her away from her bleak life that just ended. Not knowing that he was the beast, that clawed with his fangs and long nails like a vulture until he wasted her silently. "You will be my wife..." Turned out to be her worst nightmare.

My parents were renowned educators, celebrated as top-tier teachers who mentored countless high achievers. Yet, I was the black sheep of the family, consistently bringing home failing grades. After yet another gentle reminder from my homeroom teacher, my mom erupted in frustration. "How could I have given birth to such a foolish child? You only exist to torture me!" She disappeared for three days. When she returned, she brought a girl with her. "From today on, Cora is my real daughter. You are forbidden to call us Mom or Dad ever again. Get out. Only when you can pass your exams will you be worthy of being my daughter!" Our next encounter was at the hospital, during the school staff's annual physical check. The dean spotted me, speaking. "Renee, isn't this your daughter? Sherry works here now! That means Cora's illness can be treated. Ask her to introduce you to the new director!" My mother's gaze landed on my white coat and shifted from shock to irritation. "She changed jobs and didn't even bother to tell me?" I discreetly covered the badge pinned to my chest, trying to conceal my status. I was now Evie Coffey, the director of Obstetrics and Gynecology.

On their third wedding anniversary, Clark Summer gifted his wife a diamond necklace named "Love Nyla," broadcasting his devotion to the world. But while the public swooned, Nyla sat alone in their empty home, staring at a photo sent by a stranger: her husband’s new secretary, Jordyn, wearing that same necklace, tangled in Clark’s arms. For three years, Nyla had been the perfect, submissive wife. In return, she received betrayal, humiliation from her mother-in-law, and Clark’s sickening justification that his affair was merely a "physical necessity" while he still loved her. He believed Nyla was trapped, tethered to him by her father’s astronomical medical bills. He thought she would swallow the insults and raise his mistress's child. He was wrong. Selling their mansion, gathering evidence, and delivering irrefutable proof of her infidelity… Nera turned and left, donning a white lab coat instead of an apron, transforming overnight into a top-tier pharmaceutical researcher who had astonished the industry. When Clark, with belated repentance and red-eyed pleading for her return, saw his icy ex-wife being gently embraced by his uncle Damon, he saw the aloof man before him. The superior man coldly glanced at his nephew, his voice low and dangerous: "What are you calling 'wife'? Call her 'auntie'."

My brother, Theo Sorento, died in a plane crash on his way back home just to celebrate my birthday. They never found his body—only wreckage. Ever since, my parents forced me to kneel in front of his grave every year on my birthday, demanding that I repent for surviving when he didn’t. Then came my eighteenth birthday. I realized someone was following me. Panicked, I sent a few messages asking for help. Just then, Mom called, not to check on me but to lash out. “I know exactly what you're doing. You’re just making up excuses so you don’t have to kneel in front of your brother’s grave! You’re a liar. Why wasn’t it you who died instead of him? You’re a walking curse!” Before my phone was smashed under a boot, the last thing I heard was the cold click of her hanging up. Then, I was cut up into pieces, and what was left of me was tossed across the city. My father, the lead forensic pathologist on my case, didn’t even recognize me. Later, Theo returned alive with his wife, whom he had eloped with eight years ago. When they found out the pile of rotting flesh was me, they all went insane.

Alaric and I had been mates for five years, and I had believed with all my heart that I would become the first female Gamma of the pack by proving myself in the warrior’s trial. I had trained relentlessly, sharpening my claws and honing my instincts, ready to fight for my rightful place. But fate had other plans. Three days before the trial, I was ambushed by rogues. They didn't just attack me—they hunted me like prey. They tormented me with the silver knife so that my wolf was dead. The scent of death clung to me, my wolf howling in agony, desperately trying to heal, but the wounds ran too deep. As I lay barely conscious on the blood-stained sheets, I heard my husband's cold, indifferent voice. "Is she dead?" The witch doctor hesitated before answering, "No, but—" "It doesn’t matter," Alaric interrupted, Coat her wounds with wolfsbane and silver—make sure it seeps into her blood, burns through her veins, and poisons her wolf beyond repair. I want her body to reject her own nature, so she will never heal. There will only be one Gamma in this pack, and that's Serina." In that moment, the truth became clear—I had never truly stood a chance in the warrior’s trial I had dreamed of. The battle had been decided long before I ever stepped into the arena.

"DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL A RANDOM OMEGA?!" Jacob shouted. Sydney looked at him in disbelief and cried. She got her coat and ran out. "DO WHATEVER YOU WANT!" she shouted "You know you and Jacob are really cowards," Nia said to Kevin "What does that have to do with anything?" Kevin asked and looked at her, getting angry. "YOU BOTH TREAT US LIKE WE ARE THE CALL GIRLS THAT YOU HAVE SEX WITH AND WE AREN'T!" Nia shouted and slammed the door in his face and wiped her tears. "I'm Done" The girls texted the alpha.

IMOGEN LANCASTER has spent six years as an outcast in the Williams pack, hiding her true heritage as the last heir of a slaughtered Alpha bloodline. Tormented by the Williams triplets: KYLE, ASHER, and CASPIAN, she’s convinced herself she’s worthless, unaware that their cruelty was orchestrated by a traitor working to prevent an ancient prophecy. On her eighteenth birthday, Imogen’s first shift reveals her as the legendary Marble Wolf, whose multicoloured coat marks her as the Goddess’s chosen one, destined to unite the four Guardian bloodlines. Worse, she discovers the triplets are her fated mates—a triple bond blessed by the Goddess herself. As Imogen struggles to reconcile years of pain with the undeniable pull of her mate bonds, darker forces emerge. XAVIER SILVERCLAW arrives to claim her through an ancient betrothal contract, intending to use her as breeding stock. When the Goddess channels through Imogen to strip Xavier of his power, his ally ELIZA SILVERTHORNE—a distant, corrupted Lancaster relative—takes up the cause, kidnapping Guardian bloodline wolves and attempting to corrupt Imogen’s bonds. With her grandmother’s long-hidden secrets finally revealed and her childhood friend HAMISH discovered alive after years of captivity, Imogen must embrace her destiny. She learns that true strength comes not from domination but from service, and that the prophecy isn’t about ruling—it’s about healing. By completing her bonds with all three mates and channelling divine power to defeat Eliza, Imogen proves that love conquers manipulation. The Marble Wolf’s true purpose isn’t conquest, it’s restoration.

Emerald Greenfield is an 18 year-old girl whose suffering from depression. That time, she gave up and decided to kill herself to be able to get rid of the pain within her. But the young girl doesn't have any idea that God abandoned her. She woke up inside the burning hell filled with sufferings where everything around her makes her feel scared. Emerald eventually viewed a tall, handsome man wearing a black coat and golden chains around him. "W-Who are you? And where am I?" She trembled as she got to stare at his red flaming eyes. "My name is Lucifer, and I'm the demon king. And from now on, you'll be mine," he smirked.