Ugly Bastard Hentai Mga Nobela at Kwento

I return to the country after attending an international anesthesia academic conference. That's when I see the news of my boyfriend and twin sister getting married. I'm anxious to verify its authenticity, but my sister drugs me and induces me. "A substitute's child will only be an unwelcome bastard even if it's born. I'm just helping it move on to a better life." Then, she slices me open with a scalpel. She gouges my womb out, causing me to die from significant blood loss. Meanwhile, my boyfriend believes her lies. He's sure he's not the father of my child. He ignores my messages begging him to save me. Instead, he spreads the word about me eloping with someone else. He even wipes all traces of me from his life. "I will never see her again, forever and ever." Five years later, surveillance footage of my sister cruelly murdering me surfaces.

She, betrayed by her ex-boyfriend and her family, had to marry a bastard of the Alpha of a powerful pack as a substitute for her sister, and that guy was known as a good-for-nothing. He established his own pack and business from zero but had to marry a woman he didn't love at all to fulfill his mother's last wish. She was a werewolf with the defect of not having her wolf. But she had a divine heart and only wanted to save Maci and be free. He was a mystery and aloof Alpha. He hid his identity and lied to get rid of her as soon as possible. It was just a nominal marriage at the beginning, but what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations. Before, he said to his subordinate, "Don't be nice to her. She will never be your Luna." Afterwards, he said, "I want the whole world to know that she is my Luna." Fate had already bound them together when they were born. The Moon Goddess had blessed them when they didn't even realize it.

My husband, James Zeller, and I have established a common-law marriage. We did not have a formal wedding ceremony, nor do we have a marriage license. We also live separately, our lives barely intertwining, because he has a special profession. Therefore, despite being married to him for seven years, we've never met each other's friends and relatives. As his wife, I'm proud of being married to him despite how it pains me. I'm willing to give up the opportunity to study at the National Academy of Sciences to take care of things at home while he works. One day, my son, Jasper Chalder, comes home from elementary school crying. He sobs about not being a bastard child and requests to see James. Greatly distressed, I decide to take him to visit the military base over the new year for a family reunion. However, I don't expect this trip to turn my life completely upside down.

With the unfortunate event that led Georgia Musni to meet the mafia underboss Primo Bonsignore, a heart-shattering truth surfaced as a result. The ideal and perfect man that Georgia painted her fiance in her mind was tainted black when Primo proved him to be the man that Georgia didn’t think that he is. “You bastard why… did you throw the ring?” voice shaking, Georgia asked as the ball of knuckles in her hands formed. “Because I know very well that you will do the same thing soon.” Grinning ear-to-ear, Primo answered as if he didn’t steal the most valuable thing to her. Primo in fact didn’t lie. Knowing the truth through him changed her judgment of her fiance. Soon enough, they ended up sharing the same goal where they had to look back on the life that they had lived, while subsiding the fact that Primo is a mafia. Taking that into consideration, how would the truth about their lives–especially Georgia’s play in their relationship? Will it make their ties stronger? Or be the reason for them to cut ties?

Emma, a very strong willed lady was faced with a situation where she had to go save her sister, Elizabeth, only to get there to find out that it was all a set up. She didn't only lose her virginity to a stranger that night but also lost her boyfriend the next morning. Life slapped her with both betrayal and heartache that she had no other choice but to pick up whatever was left of her and leave the country.  Years later, she didn't only come back smarter and wiser, but with three cute angels whom she still didn't know who their father was. What happens when the enemies from five years ago come again to raise their ugly heads?  Will Liam Brooke finally realize that the lady he had slept with wasn't the same lady he was giving special treatment all these years? What happens when Emma realizes that Elizabeth was pretending to be the lady that was slept with and was enjoying the benefit that followed?

My mate, Alpha Lucius, was kissing me when I heard it slip through his mind-link. “My sweet little pup. Daddy’s moving you and Mommy into the new villa tomorrow. I built it just for you.” That’s when I knew. The villa he’d spent a fortune of my pack’s money on… was a love nest. For his bastard and his whore, Clara. He didn't even notice I'd gone cold, too busy bragging about his re-election as Alliance Chairman. He’d been Chairman for four years. Everyone thought his re-election was a sure thing. But the fool forgot. He was only the most powerful Alpha because of me. He was only Chairman because of me. Because of my Silver Moon Pack. Because of my bloodline. I shoved him away. I sent an urgent mind-link to my father. "Lucius has betrayed the Silver Moon bloodline. He and that omega bitch… they’re going to die."

Just before my wedding, my fate mate, my Alpha fiancé, Micheal, stripped me of my wedding dress—our wedding dress—and handed it to his mistress, Becky Porter. Not only that, but he locked me in the dressing room like some rabid wolf he needed to contain. "Becky has a terminal illness.She just wants to experience being a bride before she dies." I lunged forward, my wolf howling inside me. Alpha's strength pressed against mine, his dominance forcing my muscles to lock. My claws twitched, itching to break free. "You bastard!" I snarled, my breath ragged. Micheal barely blinked. Instead, he let out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head . "She’s dying, and you can’t even show a little compassion?" His tone dripped with disappointment, as if I were the villain here. "You’re only losing a wedding, but Becky… Becky is losing her dreams and her life."

Ten years ago, Elena, my best friend and my foster brother Alexander's fiancée, was tortured to death, every bone in her body crushed. I was the only witness, yet I chose to cover for the sadistic murderer. From that day on, I became the Family's greatest traitor. I accepted a ten-year prison sentence and bit off half my tongue just to keep that secret buried. Now, Alexander has returned as the most ruthless Don in Sicily. He dragged me out of my cell and strapped me into the memory extraction chair—a machine known to turn traitors into vegetables. As high-voltage currents tore through my brain, Alexander stared at me with eyes full of hatred and roared, "I will cut open your brain to find the bastard you’re protecting, and then I’ll send you both to hell!" But when the true killer's face finally appeared on the big screen, Alexander went mad.

The day I married Vincent Sorrentino, Lena, the Sorrentino family’s adopted daughter, threatened to jump off the steeple of the family church. Vincent left me standing at the altar in my custom wedding gown, no hesitation, just bolted after her. With every New York crime boss, politician, and oligarch staring at me, I looked out at the crowd and said loud and clear: “Any man who walks up here right now and says ‘I do’? I’ll marry you.” Three years later, Vincent was back into the Sorrentino family’s Long Island estate, Lena on his arm. I was sitting on the leather couch in the main living room, watching my favorate TV show. Vincent’s eyes locked on my huge pregnant belly, his jaw tight, growling through his teeth: “Whose bastard is in there?” I took a sip of orange juice, curled my lip into a smile, and said: “It's a Sorrentino baby, of course.”

Just a one night stand, she thought. To quench her thirst. Something merely...simple, with no strings attached to her...mate. Yet, this quick fix turned into something much more. Something neither one of them anticipated. After two years of an almost non-existent contact, she vowed to let go of the supposed mate; one who doesn't want her. With the daily struggles to fit into the norm of the society, she figured she was better off alone, than waiting on a man who clearly doesn't want her. They call him 'Bastard'. 'The Unwanted Prince.' 'The Rogue Prince.' Yet, all he craves, all he ever wanted, was to be loved. Yet, when finally blessed with the opportunity, Amari Maverick shoves it away, embracing the idea of being unworthy. What happens when their paths crosses once more, their paths leading them to investigate the issue with the Lycan Kingdom and other realms alike? Will they embrace it and work together? Or will they further drift apart?