Tokyo Ghoul Photos Novels & Stories

Three years of marriage, my Husband has never touched me. I believed him when he said he was afraid of hurting me, until I discovered he masturbates to private photos of his young stepmother, my mother-in-law. **** Sydney, a once-rising star in the movie industry sidelined by a tragic accident, believes she married her savior. In reality, her husband, Deckard Newton, is just an  opportunist using her as a substitute for his first love, his own stepmother. While Sydney plays the role of the dutiful, sheltered wife, she remains unaware that the man who actually cared for her during her months of blindness was her husband’s uncle, Owen Kingston. After three years of manipulation and a sexless marriage, Sydney stumbles on the truth between her husband and his step mother. This truth rocks her entire world, but she's determined to take her life back, and beat her husband in his own game.

Although her past is very unclear because of amnesia, Yula tried to live her simple life despite of all the questions she has in mind. These people who claimed to be her family proved that her name is Yula. As time goes by, she believed them as there are a lot of photos of her from her childhood to present. But she doesn't know why she has this feeling that there's something she needs to unravel about her life ever since a mysterious man gave her a strange letter. Apart from that, she also started dreaming about these two mysterious men. They made her more confuse and desperate to get her memory back. The one is holding a gun, and the other one is kissing her with full of love. Who are these men? Are they part of her past? Or they are just a simple dream and don't actually mean anything? But what made her more skeptical about is this gorgeous billionaire man, who disguised himself as a farmer.

On my first wedding night, my wife, Stella Turner the top actress, abandons me and sleeps with her ex-boyfriend instead. When she comes home, she reeks of alcohol and keeps calling Adam Green's name while holding me. The next day, Adam publishes a post on social media, saying, "Sometimes, some love is destined to be left unspoken and buried in the sands of time. I wish you all the happiness in the world." His fans leave angry comments below the post, criticizing me for being the third wheel. My manager, Josh Mendez, is almost going mad with anxiety. I scroll on my phone languidly and casually say, "Why so anxious? Post their intimate photos from last night online and say that I, the legally wedded husband, caught them in the act. Remember to blur the photo, but make sure people can still make out Stella's tattoo on her collarbone."

Alex and Naomi are a couple who have built a romantic relationship in the past. Their love did not run smoothly because Alex started their love affair at stake with his friends. After he was done making Naomi love him, he ends up slept with her. In addition, he even shared their indecent photos with his friends. Inadvertently, Naomi finds out everything and chose to dump Alex before she gets dumped by him. When Naomi left him, Alex began to regret and realized the seeds of love were starting to take root in him. Time passed and in the end, the two met in an unexpected situation. And after an encounter with Naomi, Alex intent to use this opportunity to prove himself to Naomi that he has changed and wanted to return to the times when they were together. Will Alex be able to soften Naomi's ice wall? And will Naomi be able to trust her ex-lover who has hurt her in the past?

Blurb Elle has always been the tough girl next to her best friend Roseanne, the sweet one with perfect curves that make heads turn. In their last year of high school, Elle helps Roseanne take nude photos for her boyfriend Jake, but seeing Roseanne's bare tits sparks a fire in Elle that she can't put out. Her flag turns rainbow, and her mind fills with filthy dreams of pinning Roseanne down, tasting her wet folds, and making her scream in pleasure. But Jake stands in the way, a rich jerk who cheats and hurts Roseanne. Elle blackmails him to break up, but that just starts a chain of dark events. Roseanne, heartbroken, leans on Elle for comfort, leading to stolen kisses and heated touches that cross lines. Elle's obsession grows, turning her into a hunter who watches Roseanne sleep, steals her panties, and plans ways to own her fully.

That winter, our whole family went skiing in Aespen, Amestia. It was a popular spot for werewolf nobles and the wealthy. Then, the avalanche struck. My father's first instinct was to scoop up Summer—his sleeping adopted daughter—and flee. My mother, panicked, still made sure to grab the stray puppy Summer had found. They returned to the Moonshadow Pack that same night, posting a flood of photos online and rejoicing over their miraculous escape. Not one of them remembered me. Their biological daughter was still buried beneath the snow, waiting for rescue. When I was finally rescued, I did not look back. I took my mentor's offer to study abroad and left the pack behind. I moved to Cascade City to study medicine. No more pleading, no more shrinking myself in hopes of earning back my family's love. Yet they only seemed more disgruntled. "Rose, why aren't you competing with Summer for our attention anymore?"

Prisca, alias Prisca Ese Gideon, is a fast-rising diva who gets into trouble after photos and videos of herself being intimate with her boyfriend gets leaked on the internet. Her fame and success in the music industry begins to crumble. Her family dissociates from her, she loses many big money endorsement deals, and worse of all, she loses her fan base. The public now sees her as a sex object, making fun and dirty jokes about her. Due to these actions, she isolates herself from the public, vowing to herself never to speak to anyone or have a personal relationship with any person in particular. Months after her rock-bottom escapades, she finds love in the hands of a die-hard fan, Diri, who helps her get back at her boyfriend, Clem (sound engineer of S.K. records, the same record label Prisca was signed into) and helps her get over her rock bottom experiences.

On Valentine's Day, as my girlfriend, Christy Lawrence, and I stroll along a tourist hot spot, a photographer asks me, "Care to take a photo? Oh, you brought someone new again!" I brush it off as a joke, but Christy stops the photographer and says seriously, "He told me I'm his first girlfriend. How can you make up a lie like that?" The photographer snorts. "This young man here brings a different young woman with him to take a photo here every six months. I still have the photos to prove it!" He brings out his phone and shows us a photo of a couple—the man looks exactly like me. All of the surrounding tourists start eyeing me scornfully. I take my phone out and make a call. "Hello, I suspect that someone has stolen my identity. Could you please send a police officer over?"

One nude picture and one accidental night with her boss were all it took for Emma's life to turn around completely. Emma Smith, secretary to Jace Sanders, one of the country's most influential business tycoons, thought she had her life going well. Knowing her boss's intolerance, Emma had mastered the art of navigating his demanding and coldhearted nature. Unlike his past secretaries, Emma successfully lasted nine years with him. But everything changed in one night- the night she accidentally sent her nude photos to Jace, her boss. As if that was not horrifying enough, Emma coincidentally had sex with him on the same night! Mortified, Emma decided to flee, but fate had another twist in store for her when she discovered she was pregnant with not one, or two but FOUR BABIES! How can she avoid her boss? Can she hide her babies from a ruthless man like Jace Sanders?

Every anniversary, Mark had some twisted surprise for me. Our tenth? He strutted into the ballroom holding hands with an escort wearing straight up lingerie. "Jenna, she's cold. Hand over your dress." Then, like that wasn't sick enough: "And the lingerie. She likes your vibe." I clutched my collar, trying to keep it together. He didn't care—just yanked it open. "Cut the act. Your dad sold you to me, remember? That slutty look you used to give me—I still see it." Everyone stared, waiting for me to break. So I did the one thing I could. "I want a divorce." Again. Mark just laughed and chucked a stack of photos on the table—me, covered in marks, curled in bed, a total mess. "You say that every year. And every year, you're back in my bed. Think your mom keeps that hospital spot if these get out?"