Uncle Owen Death

When my stepsister, Kate Lawrence, is poisoned at the full moon ceremony, my father, Jack Blackwood, condemns me at once, convinced that I am the one behind it. He clamps silver chains around me and drags me into the manor's dark underground cell. His eyes burn hatefully as he snarls, "You wretch! How could I have a daughter like you? Rot in here!" I drop to my knees on the cold floor and try to explain, but the sentence he throws over his shoulder as he turns away snuffs out the last of my hope. "Even if she dies in there, no one shall go in! Whoever lets her out will die with her!" The cell severs the mind-link completely, so no one hears me screaming. Seven days later, he finally remembers me, not knowing that I'd already died on the fourth day when the silver burned through to the bone.

When I was ten, I bugged my brother to come home for my birthday. He died in a plane crash that day. They never found his body. After that, my parents saw me as a total screw-up. They blamed me for his death. Every year on his memorial day, they forced me to kneel at the cemetery and repent my mistakes. I did that for eight years. I figured I'd spend my whole life paying for it. But on my 18th birthday, some creep stalked and murdered me. Right before I died, I tried calling for help. But my mom chewed me out. "I bet you're just dodging your duty to make up for James. You're full of crap. If you hadn't forced him to come back, he would have been alive. This is what you deserve." She hung up, leaving me staring at the dead screen. My last hope was dashed. She was right. Someone like me meant nothing but bad luck to those around me. I didn't deserve to exist. But then, eight years after his death, James showed up with his pregnant wife. When they heard I was gone, they fell apart.

My fiancé proposes to my stepsister Thalia Yates in front of everyone at our engagement party. Furious, I pack my stuff and leave home. That's when Jude Pearson, heir to an international medical group, entered my life. He's a surgeon rumored to have zero interest in women. Yet he pursued me passionately for six months. Eventually, I accepted his proposal. For seven years after our wedding, he's been gentle and considerate, always putting my needs first. Then, I overhear his phone conversation with his mother, Helena Roberts. "Jude, it's been seven years, but you still have no kids. It's time for a divorce." "Since I couldn't marry Thalia, it doesn't matter who I married instead. I'll keep playing this role forever. As long as I'm around, she'll never be able to intrude upon Thalia's happiness." That's when the truth hits me—Jude has given up the family business to become a surgeon just to treat Thalia's heart condition. Our years of marriage are actually his way of protecting Thalia from afar. If that's the case, then I'll disappear from their world and let my absence be their happy ending.

My life had escalated to an unimaginable point. I was pregnant with a child who possessed powers beyond my understanding, a child of a man who was supposed to be my mate's enemy. And now, I was on the run dependent on a stranger. I knew I wouldn't survive out there alone, especially with a child on the way. And going back to Claus, to his lies and his betrayals was no longer an option. The thought made me sick. "So," he asked, his voice breaking the silence, "will you come with me? Or will you go back to Claus? If you decide to go back to him, I wouldn't blame you." His eyes held a gentle understanding, an absence of judgment that was both surprising and comforting. "But for now, I need to know. Do you trust me?" I looked at him, truly looked at him. The man who had unknowingly marked me, the man who had brought me solace in my darkest hour and the man who was now offering me a future, however uncertain. He was a stranger yet he felt more like a sanctuary than Claus ever had. "I'll come with you," I said, my voice barely a whisper, but firm with a newfound resolve.

"Ang pagibig ay tulad ng isang sugal, gaano man lalaki ang panalo kung sa maliit na halaga ay takot ka ng matalo.Hinding-Hindi ka papaldo" Abby "Run and hide all you want Abby, pero kahit saang sulok ng mundo ka man makarating, pag-aari kita at yun ang hindi mo matatakasan." Drake Si Abby, ulila na sa ina, ay araw-araw na nagtitiis.Talamak kasi sa sugal ang ama niya, kaya mula nang iwan sila ng yumaong ina, siya na ang nagpapakahirap para mabuhay silang dalawa. Mahirap nga namang palakihin ang magulang, madalas na hinaing niya. Para mabuhay, nagtitinda siyang kendi, tubig, sigarilyo,siomai at kung anu_ano pa sa umaga, sa isang paradahan ng mga jeep. Sa gabi naan ay ume-extra siyang dishwasher sa isang karaoke bar. Dahil kailangang gampanan ang responsabilidad sa maaga edad,hindi na niya natapos ang pag-aaral, kailangan niyang magtrabaho para sa kanila. May naiwan sanang mana ang ina niya mula sa pamilya nito na hindi nila nakilala at hindi man lang bumisita sa ina niya.Pero lahat iyon ay naubos ng ama niya dahil sa sugal. Labing walong taon si Abby ng dumating ang masamang balita. Dalawang lalaki, naka-coat and tie, ang dumating at sinabing kukunin na nila ang collateral ng utang ng ama niya. Nagulat si Abby, pero mas lalo siyang nagulantang nang malaman na siya pala ang collateral.Hindi kasi natupad ng ama niya ang pangako nitong babayaran ang utang sa casino sa loob ng anim na buwan. Nanlilisik ang mga mata ni Abby habang nakatingin sa ama. Pagkatapos, may kinuha ang lalaki sa bulsa—isang makapal na sobre. “Ito po ang karagdagang limang milyon para sa inyo, sabi ni Boss.” Ibinenta siya ng ama sa lalaking tinatawag niyang noong Uncle Drake,na ayon sa ama niya ay kinakapatid daw ng yumao niyang Ina.

Margaritha Go aka Marga isang magandang teenager na babae na nagsimulang umibig sa kanyang Uncle Thomas kapatid ng kanyang namayapang ama. Sabay na nawala ang kanyang mga magulang kaya ang Uncle na lamang niya ang nag malasakit sa kanya. Pero paano kung isang araw nasumpungan mo na lang ang sarili mo na may lihim ka ng pagtingin rito. At sa habang tumatagal ang pag tinging iyon ay mas lumalim pa ng lumalim hanggang sa ma-in-love ka na. At ang dating teenager noon na mahiyain na may lihim ay lalaking isang magandang dalaga na agresibo. Hanggang saan hahantong ang kanyang pantasya sa pinakamamahal na Uncle Thomas. Gayong nagpumilit ito na maging secretary niya sa law firm since graduate ito nang Political Science courses. Anong gagawin niya kung araw-araw at oras na silang nagkikita ng kanyang pamangkin. Masupil pa kaya ni Uncle Thomas ang kanyang sarili kung ito na mismo ang lumalapit sa kanya.

Benjamin Spencer took up the responsibility of raising Yvonne Johnson when her parents died during a holiday on the cruise. He took care of her, nurtured her, and gave her the care she needed. As time passed, Yvonne developed romantic feelings for Benjamin which he later found out. Astonished and dismayed, he decided to send her away. Five years later, she came back with a kid. What would be waiting for them in the future?

Jasmine Lane ends her relationship with her fiancé, Jason, when she catches him cheating with her foster sister. In an accidental mixup, she spends the night with a stranger who turns out to be Asher Wayne, Jason’s estranged uncle. When Asher offers her a deal she can’t refuse, she’s thrown into a world of power, passion and secrets. But as desire blurs the line between business and pleasure, past entanglements and hidden truths threaten to tear them apart. Will their relationship survive this chaos or crumble in the face of it?

At 10:00 pm sharp, a food deliveryman wearing a cap knocks on the door of Unit 502. "Excuse me, are you the one who ordered delivery?" Unit 502 is an apartment that's rented out to multiple people. There are three rooms here altogether. The one opening the door is my roommate, William Yates. He has his headphones on and is currently immersed in a game. So, he waves a hand impatiently. "It wasn't me." The deliveryman wastes no time in pulling out a machete. Immediately, he slashes William's throat in one fluid motion. Next, the deliveryman opens the door leading to another bedroom while holding the takeout. "Did you order delivery?" That room belongs to a gym trainer named Leon Holton. He's obviously taken aback by the deliveryman's presence. "Nope. Who are—" The deliveryman doesn't give Leon a chance to finish his question. He reacts by plunging the machete into Leon's heart. When I'm done with my shower, I open the bathroom door to see large puddles of blood on the floor as well as the deliveryman, who's wielding a machete. "They weren't the ones who ordered delivery. Did you do it?" Scared out of my wits, I subconsciously shake my head. "It's not me! I don't know anything—" Before I can finish speaking, the deliveryman hacks me to death. When I open my eyes again, I've gone back five minutes in time before I get murdered in cold blood. Almost immediately, I rush out of the bathroom, only to see the alarmed expressions plastered all over William's and Leon's faces. That's when I'm certain that everyone has gotten reborn. Suddenly, the doorbell rings loudly. A suppressed masculine voice echoes afterward. "Excuse me, are you the one who ordered delivery?"

Content Warnings ⚠️ Violence BDSM elements Obsessive or possessive behavior Age gap Manipulation Physical fights/assault Torture and trauma (off-page) PTSD Rough sex Family relationship This isn't a sweet, soft love. If you aren't ready for a flawed, morally gray, obsessive character, skip. ~~~~ I start peeling off my clothes right there in the hallway, daring him to look. I want to see if the perfect brute my grandfather built has a breaking point. I want to see if he is actually human, capable of love, or just a puppet that follows orders. That was the first time I saw the mask slip. That was the night he stopped being my protector and became my predator. Now, we are locked together in a cycle of destruction where his obsession is my only reality. He would rather see me dead than in another man’s arms, and I’m too far gone to want anyone else. Running away from him is the safest option. But why run when his obsessive love is the only thing I'm used to?