Novel & Cerita Tonight I End A Four Year Illusion

A werewolf only has one fated mate in their lifetime. But my Alpha husband Derek refused to acknowledge me. All because I was human. Six years ago, to be with him, I was forced to sign a humiliating breeding contract with the pack elders. Bear an heir within one year: receive ten million. Bear an heir within three years: receive three million. If no pregnancy occurred within six years, I could not interfere with my husband's affairs outside the marriage. Derek's eyes burned red as he roared at me: "Did you become my mate because of me, or because of the Thorn Pack's fortune?!" From that day on, to punish me, he deliberately brought his assistant Camilla to every event, doting on her ri

The day Declan James filed for divorce again, the judge gave us one final thirty-day chance to reconcile. Three years ago, when I first found out he was cheating, I smashed his car windshield, staked out his hotel, and even stood on the edge of a roof like a lunatic, screaming at him, "Who on earth is she?!" But he refused to answer. He only repeated the same words. "Harper, let's just get a divorce." My parents told me I had lost my mind. My brother, Henry Sullivan, begged me to stop tormenting myself. Even my best friend, Emma Anderson, wrapped her arms around me with bloodshot eyes and pleaded. "Stop digging, Harper. He's not worth destroying your life over." However, I couldn't le

Everyone thinks I agreed to marry Wendy Quinton out of gratitude and to fulfill her grandfather's dying wish. Little did they know, the real reason I gave in was that her features resembled my first love, Zara Langston. Despite knowing that Wendy is hopelessly in love with Zachary Shaw, the man who killed her father, I still chose to have faith in her. But my foolish hope vanishes when I catch them tangled up in bed again in our marital home. With half of her clothes undone, Wendy leans against Zachary's chest, smiling shamelessly. "You should know your place. I've already done you a huge favor by not taking things all the way with him." This isn't the first time. Zachary has already clai

I will be watching them as well, I made a new team for myself since I'm not a part of ILLICIT anymore. I have to go on my own for now and it's okay. Everyone needs to grow up and go out from their comfort zone once in life. I couldn't be more grateful for what I have now. ILLICIT, I'll see you again.. this is not a goodbye. THE END

now! Finally: Uh, this might seem too eager, but I don’t care. I am free tonight. I work a 24 tomorrow, so this is my last chance for a few days. I don’t mean to be rude, asking you on short notice, but...please tell me you’re free tonight.

Boyfriends? Mates? I don’t even know what to call them, honestly. On Sunday morning, only two of the guys are in my bed. Last night they decided my bed was too small for all four of us, so they’re taking turns staying with me. I feel like maybe I should protest, but I like having them in here with me. “Go back to sleep, P.” Puma’s eyes are still closed as he says it. “I’m not tired,” I say, then sit up. I scratch my arm where my scar is. Or was. When I look at my arm, I see that there isn’t even a mark left behind. It’s completely healed.

The buzzing of my phone cuts her off and pull it out of my pocket. The caller ID said Code 4. “Give me a minute please” I excuse myself from her, finding a secluded part of the restaurant. “Mackenzie” I speak into the phone. “I have an update” He states. “This is taking too long Code 4, what happened to having it done in four days? It’s been a week!” I complain. “I had to take care of the people around her first, You said not to kill them” He responds. “So…what did you do?”

"What are you doing right now?" "Nothing." she rolled to the other side of her bed. "Uh umm if you are free then-" she could clearly sense the hesitation in his voice. "Then?" "then would you like to hang out with me?" "Hang out?" she looked at her wrist watch and it was almost 7 pm. "Right now?" "Yeah right now. Eh, I just want to show you something." "Show me something? What could it possibly be?" she sat upright and plopped out of her bed.

I take in the way she looks right now, because after tonight I will not bother her again until she can decide for herself, “Goodbye, Ella. Thank you for tonight, the ball is in your court now. All I can do is hope that it bounces back to mine someday.” With one last glance at her, I end the video chat and toss my phone aside. It’s almost two in the morning but I need to shower and get my spunk off myself. I’m also needing to clear my mind. Oh, who the fuck am I kidding, the only thing the shower spray is doing is hiding the few tears that I’m allowing to fall. I feel like I’m losing her and there isn’t anything I can do about it.

Celestia Today is the fourth of September and I am so tired. Probably, as you become older the more you want to sleep and that's what happens to me now. I just want to sleep all day, from dawn until twilight that every evening comes it became more drearily. In the daytime, all I think about is sleeping. But in the night all I do is try to stay awake. I guess I'm not the only teenager experiencing it. 'I wish I could stop dreaming. I wish to God I could stop dreaming. And try to accept the real version of myself.'