Ugh Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap stories. This is a boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin.

I receive a phone call at 3:00 pm. Apparently, my daughter, Marilyn Lopez, has suffocated to death because she was left behind on the school bus. When I arrive at the scene, I'm overwhelmed with sorrow the moment I see Marilyn's purple face. That's when I snatch a gun from a policeman and put a bullet between the eyes of the school bus driver, who's been playing on his phone this whole time. After the gunshot rings out, I open my eyes immediately. My alarm clock rings once again, showing that it's 7:00 am. I've gone back in time! Then, I see Marilyn wearing her backpack and telling me sweetly, "Mommy, the school bus is here!" I quickly stop Marilyn like a madwoman and refuse to let her board the school bus. But a gas leak occurs at 3:00 pm on the same day, causing Marilyn's death. No matter how much I try to save her, she keeps dying in various ways at 3:00 pm. This is the 108th cycle. As I stare at the weird smile on the school bus driver's face, I finally understand everything.

My wife, Heather Conner, secretly steals the funds I've saved up for our daughter, Naomi Hartman's surgery. After that, she books a high-class hotel for Jared Winters, the low-income student she has been sponsoring, just so she can celebrate his birthday with him. When I find out about it, I demand that Heather return all the money to me. But she slaps me immediately and blames me and Naomi for causing her trouble on purpose. "This is the first birthday Jared and I are celebrating together! Since it's such a big day, it's only natural that I hold it in a grand and lavish manner! "Instead, you two insist on undergoing that stupid surgery just when I've booked the hotel instead of scheduling it at any other time! You really are vile! "I've already inquired with the doctor about the surgery. Turns out it's completely optional! I might as well put the money to good use by giving Jared an unforgettable birthday instead of having you waste it on a useless surgery! "Even if Naomi does end up dying, that means she's fated to die anyway! You can't blame anyone for her death!" Heather just abandons Naomi, who's still fighting for her life. She then drives Jared to the hotel, where they spend the night watching a beautiful fireworks display. With 12 critical notices issued by the doctor in my hand, I kneel before Monica Brown, the richest woman in the city. "I'm willing to marry into your family as long as you pay me 35 thousand dollars' worth of wedding gifts!"

After the brutal assassination of her parents, and loss of powers Sera is kept alive by promises: a future throne, a loyal uncle, and faith that her time will come. But on the day she is meant to be crowned, everything is taken from her. Her body is broken. Her crown is stolen. Stripped of her birthright, Sera is forced into a marriage with Alpha Alaric of Wolf Noir—the feared shadow commander rumored to have slaughtered his own blood Before she can even stand beside him, Sera must survive the Ritual of Shadows—a night meant to break the weak. Instead, it awakens something deadly within her.

My younger sister and I were born twins, yet from the very beginning, our parents had zero fondness for me. My sister was the family's good-luck charm, while I was hailed as the harbinger of misfortune. I was blamed for every calamity, while she got all the credit for every blessing. Even after my death, I heard them say, "If we had abandoned her at birth, or even ended her life then, none of this would have happened." I had once tried desperately to win their approval, only to be met with cold indifference. When I finally secured a coveted civil service post, they celebrated me for the first time in my life. I naively believed that I had been acknowledged at last. But then, they said, "Give your job to your sister. She needs it more." At that moment, something inside me completely died. I tried so hard to cling to the hard-won proof that I was not the family's misfortune, yet even that slipped through my grasp. In the end, I lost everything, even the life they had never once cherished.

"I was sold to pay a debt I didn't owe, to a man who isn't even human. My father’s gambling cost him everything, so he gave away the only thing he had left: Me. Now, I am a substitute bride, delivered like a package to the doorstep of the 'Scarred King'—Alpha Silas. He is a monster cloaked in muscle and scars, a ruthless ruler who everyone fears. I expected a life of misery and chains. I expected him to break me. Instead, the moment his eyes meet mine, the air shifts. He doesn't want a servant; he claims I am his fated mate. But Silas is a man of secrets, and his obsession is as terrifying as his power. As I am pulled deeper into his dark world of pack wars and blood oaths, I realize that being his bought bride is only the beginning. Between his possessive touch and the secrets behind his scars, I am faced with a choice: run from the beast who bought me, or embrace the fire and become his Queen. He paid for my body, but he will have to fight for my heart."

In a world where prophecies dictate fate, four unsuspecting teenagers are drawn together by an ancient promise. Mira, Braze, Kian, and Xen lead seemingly ordinary lives on Earth, unaware of their true identities and a mission that spans dimensions. But as they uncover their shared destiny, secrets unravel, and loyalties are tested. The discovery of a mythical weapon becomes a catalyst for a perilous journey, and the ultimate choice awaits: friendship or clan, love or sacrifice. Unveil the mysteries, confront the Watchers, and explore the power within in this thrilling tale of destiny, deception, and the battle for Earth's and Chemora's future.

My fiancé Julian owed $50 million in gambling debts. He and my best friend Chloe drugged me. They sold me to an underground casino in New York. I woke up in a cell. I stared through the iron bars at the man I had loved for five years. My heart broke. Julian thought I would still fight back. He sneered at me through the bars. "Save it. No more tricks. I owe Don Victor $50 million. You’re my only way out." "Victor loves breaking stuck-up artists like you. You think you're so high and mighty? Crawl into his bed and beg. Let's see how he rips off your cheap lace!" "Once he's done breaking you, Chloe and I will get married. We’ll take over your gallery. It’s perfect!" The drugs still clouded my brain. My body went limp. I collapsed on the dirty floor. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Five years of pure devotion. This was my reward. Absolute betrayal. But they didn't know the truth. They didn't know Don Victor. The ruthless tyrant. The mafia boss who ruled the American underworld. He was my father. Ever since my mother died, my father guarded me like fragile glass. He was terrified the world would leave even a single scratch on me. Now, Julian was serving me up like a piece of meat. To please my own father. If he knew I was the one in this cage... Soon, the entire New York underworld would face the Don's absolute fury.

AristocratsImmortals that protecting humans from dangerous elements lurking everywhere.DukeA powerful immortal that protects aristocrats' existence and humans from danger.But the Duke has his own secret: a child.No one expected him to have one, being alone and reserved. Only his loyal servant, and few trusted aristocrats knows about her existence.And she's only one who can help his father from their dilemma for millennia.

My childhood friend called, saying he was trapped in a fire. He wanted to hear my voice one last time, and I rushed to the scene as fast as I could. But in that small, blazing spot, there was only a cat. Stumbling, I got the cat out, but my arms got burned. A crowd gathered, pointing at me and laughing hysterically. "She actually went for it?" "What a simp, risking her life like that!" Safe and sound, Colin Porter stepped out of the crowd with a grin. He picked up the cat from my arms and handed it to his crush. "See? I told you the cat would be fine. When have I ever lied to you?" Turning back to me, he said, "The cat got spooked and ran into the fire. We didn't know what to do, so we called you. Thank you for your help." The people around us snickered, like they were watching a trained dog. Later, on my wedding day, my husband carried me to the car. Colin, dragging his burned, bloody legs, crawled on the ground. He begged, "I'm hurt, Selena! Come help me!"