Umbrella Academy Jennifer Incident

Shattered by a devastating heartbreak and the near loss of a loved one, Jennifer Andrea makes a desperate choice—signing a contract marriage with a faceless stranger. But what seems like an escape soon becomes a deadly trap when she discovers her new husband’s chilling link to the man who destroyed her. Caught in a ruthless game of power and deception, she’s left questioning—was she chosen as the prize, or is she just another pawn in a dangerous scheme?

On Emily's birthday, her father, Mr. Albert, didn't celebrate with her and her mother. Instead he went to celebrate his ex-girlfriend's son's birthday. He bought expensive gifts for them, but her daughter got nothing but heartbreak. Emily was suffering from the worst brain tumor. She has been on drugs since she turned two. When Albert's ex-girlfriend showed up with a boy, he felt happy and proud to have a living child. Because to him, Emily is just a waste of space. A disturbance to his life and finances. Deep down, he wanted her to die quickly so he would stop spending his money on drugs. He accused his wife, Jennifer, of cheating on him. That his sperm can never produce a problem child—a living dead child. One fateful morning, a day Jennifer went to deliver a cake to the CEO of a bankrupting company. There, right in his office, she made a prediction that turned the man into a multibillionaire. "Marry me, Jennifer, and I will make you the richest woman in the world." The man said with one knee on the ground while presenting a diamond ring before her. "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm married with a child, and I love my husband," she said and got home only to receive a divorce paper. "Sign this paper and leave with your sick daughter if you don't want me to marry a second wife." "Wow, you just made it easy for me. I don't even need you anymore." She signed it and left with reckless abandon. Will Albert regret his actions? Was he actually the father of his ex-girlfriend's son? Most importantly, will Emily survive? Join me and find out for yourself.

Due to Serena’s issues with authority, her parents decided to send her to the Amaris Moon Academy in hopes of her growing out of her mischievous ways. The Amaris Moon Academy was ran by the King Alpha, who Serena had never met but had heard was incredibly ruthless, along with incredibly sexy. To make matters worse, Serena still hadn’t accomplished shifting into her wolf for the first time and the academy was centred on developing the country’s strongest warriors, alongside housing the Royal Pack. But even after countless hours of protesting, Serena’s fate was sealed and she would soon be residing in the academy halls. Whilst her wolf may be dormant and she may be without a mate, she was going to have a lot of fun fucking shit up at the academy. If she was being forced to go she might as well make the best of it, right? Only what she did not know was as soon as she met the King, her world would be turned upside down. Lies have been told, secrets have been kept and what Serena thought she knew about herself and her family, soon turned out to be wrong. Through spending time at the academy, Serena was going to learn about her heritage and her true purpose for meeting the King. This story will contain explicit scenes, violence and mature language.

Right before my wedding, my fiancé, Benjamin Gray, holds another wedding at an old settlement with his true love, who has lung cancer. He holds Jennifer Robinson close and smiles tenderly at her underneath the starry sky. "According to the local customs here, the woman whose wedding is held first is considered a man's actual wife. I might have already registered my marriage with Samantha, but she's more like my mistress." Everyone cheers and blesses them as they toast each other and enter their room for the night. I witness all of this, but I don't cry or kick up a fuss. Instead, I make an appointment for an abortion. I've loved Benjamin for 15 years, but I still can't compare to Jennifer, who is my stepsister. If that's the case, I'll let him go. Later, I join a geological exploration and research team in the South Isles and am cut off from the world. All I leave behind is a divorce agreement and a divorce gift. Benjamin has never cared for me, so it's odd that he loses his mind overnight after my departure.

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Illustrator Isabelle Montrose arrives in Valmont’s rain-soaked quarter, sketchbook in hand but ideas elusive beneath the amber glow of Café de Minuit. One evening, architect Alexander Vale seeks shelter under the same streetlamp, crimson umbrella in hand. His measured gaze meets her restless creativity, and a silent bond forms as raindrops dance on cobblestones. As Isabelle’s graphic-novel deadline approaches, self-doubt claws at her confidence; Alexander, torn between family expectations and his passion for design, struggles in silence. A misread glance threatens to sever their fragile connection, forcing both to confront fear and longing. In lavender-tinted twilight and beneath flickering lanterns, Isabelle and Alexander choose vulnerability over solitude. Together, they discover that true art—and true love—arises when two hearts light each other’s darkest moments.

When my best friend died, his wife, Mia Lewis, was eight months pregnant. Mia said she didn't want her baby growing up without a father. I owed my best friend my life. He saved me, literally pulled me from death's door. So I stepped up, marrying Mia and raising their son as my own. Mia loved her career, so I quit mine. Traded my job for diapers and school runs. For seven whole years, I cooked, cleaned, folded laundry, and handled the housework. Rain or shine, sickness or health, I was there—every single day. Mia, though? She stayed cold, distant. Her warmth only surfaced in the bedroom—and even then, it was a flicker, never a flame. Just soft sighs and breathy murmurs, like she was playing a role she couldn't wait to finish. Afterward, she would quietly check the condom, as if she couldn't trust me. Then came New Year's Eve. A snap. A tear. A broken condom. Her fury struck like a thunderclap. She locked me out on the balcony, left me standing in the freezing rain, soaked to the bone as the wind howled like a wounded beast. Teeth chattering, I shivered as I watched the door like a dog, waiting to be let in. Then I saw him. Our boy, Ethan Bailey. Six years old. My son, at least in name. He came running with an umbrella in his hand. For a second, my heart leapt. 'Maybe, just maybe…' But he didn't even look at me. Just walked past in silence and handed the umbrella to the nanny heading out. Right then and there, something inside me cracked. I knew it was time to go.

Adeline Saleena believes that her grandfather has kept her in a cage her entire life. She had never felt so free; she was always striving to meet the expectations of others. Not until he shared his umbrella with her, the man who had been chiseled and pared to perfection. Zeeve Maxim showed her that he is completely capable of creating the life she dreams of. It's time to stop letting your dreams exist only in your brain and start making your ambitions a reality. In him, she discovered a delightful diversion and a sweet escape from her terrible world. Everything was going well between them, but not all love stories end well, and fate chose to play a cruel joke on them, causing them to be separated. Will they be able to find their way back into each other's arms, or just find happiness apart from one another?

I had always been a people pleaser. Yet somehow, I ended up transmigrating into the role of the vicious wife of a general. After three years away at war, Scott Holden returned and brought his so-called true love back with him. I handed over the main bedroom without hesitation, cooked for her myself, stayed up all night stitching a pair of matching pillows, and even had all the staff lined up to welcome her properly. But instead of being pleased, Jennifer Cross burst into tears. "This is all my fault. I have no name, no status, yet I'm staying here at Holden Residence, letting Lillian humiliate me like this. If that's the case, I'll just leave!" It hit me all at once. So that was what she wanted. A proper title. So I drafted a divorce letter for Scott myself, brought it to him, and said with an ingratiating smile, "After you divorce me, could you maybe keep me on the side as a mistress? My parents are gone. I don't have anywhere else to go." Scott flew into a rage. "I see right through your little tricks. Jennifer is just staying here temporarily. Are you really that petty?" From that day on, he never set foot in my room again. Then one day, enemy forces attacked. Jennifer and I were both captured and strung up on the city wall, forcing Scott to choose between us. Before he could even decide, I shouted eagerly, "I'll die, I'll die! I'm totally willing! I love that rush you get from falling from high up, that adrenaline spike!" After all, once I died, I could finally go home. But for the first time, Scott's eyes turned red with panic.

“Until death do us part.” Her husband had sworn those very words to her, but he had also promised to love her and cherish her as well. Too bad he was a beast. Only one person can save Jennifer Summers from her current predicament, her billionaire playboy boss, Adonis Blackwell, but that man was fire, And sometimes, when one got too close to fire, one got burnt. **** Adonis Blackwell was a certified playboy, everyone knew this. His parents want him to change his ways so their company can still remain in the family, and when Adonis saves Jennifer from a near death encounter with her abusive husband, he realizes that he could perhaps kill two birds with one stone after all… He could appease his parents by marrying the perfect Jen, And then save her from her abusive ex with his name and protection. But marriage required being faithful to one person only, a feat that seemed almost impossible for Blackwell. Would he be able to overcome his demons and settle with one woman who was nothing like his tastes? Old habits do die hard after all…