Who Does Bluey Marry In The Future

Lucy Chaw, being a villain in someone else's story, was a true victim in her own. Born and raised in a strict, rich family that demanded nothing less than perfection, had drove her to be the mean girl, the bully. she lived her life being the spoiled rich girl that bullied anyone who had what they wanted to have in life. But things went too far when she almost got fired and suspended for a month without pay for messing with an old class mate who worked in the Davis Company. That day, she was met with a threat from her family. either get things together, or marry someone they choose for her because she was just useless. she tried to do her best at work and keep her head down. but all her effort was in vain as her family forced her to Marry for the sake of their name. she was given a choice. Marry Karl Thompson for the Chaw name or cut all ties with her family. in hopes of getting her freedom and getting into her dream as a fashion designer, she married the man her family chose for her. but Lucy soon realized that life was not going to be easy, as she was married to the coldest man on earth. Karl Thompson isn't just a billionaire that comes from a long line of family that has made name for themselves in the fashion industry, He was also the same reason she will be crying herself to sleep. Karl was a cold nightmare she never prepared herself for. He is the biggest billionaire bully to ever live. *** Book two of my work place romance book. It follows My Sweet Boss And I, available on this platform. It can be read as a stand alone.

She thought she could resist him, but the Alpha who ruined her life awakened desires she never knew existed, leaving her torn between danger and obsession.

My sister, Flora Leeman, and I went on a blind date at the same time. She chose Samuel Garrett, a soldier who defended the country, while I chose Logan Zigger, a farmer. However, shortly after Flora got married, Samuel was killed in the line of duty. Meanwhile, Logan became a livestock tycoon and bought a car and a house. Flora was widowed for two years and then got caught cheating. She was kicked out by her mother-in-law. When I was giving birth, she came to visit. While I was not paying attention, she used a pair of scissors to kill me. Flora said viciously, "Why should an adopted daughter like you be living a better life than me?" When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the time of the blind date. This time, Flora insisted on marrying Logan, so I knew she had been reborn as well. I chuckled to myself. With her jumping into the Zigger family hellhole, I could marry into the Garrett family and enjoy a good life!

He wasn’t supposed to notice her. She wasn’t supposed to want him. And her daughter definitely wasn’t supposed to fall in love with him first. “He’s not just dangerous,” she whispers to herself . “He’s the kind of man who ruins your life slowly… and makes you thank him for it.” He rides loud. He loves hard. And once he wants something, he doesn’t let go. “You don’t get to look at me like that,” she tells him. His smile is slow. Predatory. Certain. “I already did,” he says. “And now you’re mine.” She’s a single mother barely holding it together. He’s a biker king with blood on his hands and loyalty carved into his bones. Their worlds should never touch. But they collide anyway. “You think I don’t know what you’re doing to me?” he growls. Her back hits the wall. His body cages her in. “You think I’d touch you if I didn’t plan to keep you?” This isn’t a sweet romance. It’s raw. Possessive. Unforgiving. The kind of love that marks you. “Mummy,” her daughter says softly, holding his hand. “Can he stay forever?” He shouldn’t want them. But the idea of leaving them hurts worse than any knife. “I don’t share,” he tells her in the dark. “Not my bike. Not my club. And definitely not my woman.” One kiss turns into hunger. One night turns into obsession. And one choice could burn everything down. “If you climb on my bike,” he warns, voice low and lethal, “you don’t get off unchanged.”

Dylan's life changed when a transfer student named Brian joined his circle on campus. What was once a gray area for Dylan suddenly became clear. He realized he was becoming attracted to Brian. Love blossomed, and unexpectedly, the beautiful beginning unveiled many bitter truths along Dylan and Brian's journey of love.

They slaughtered her pack and wore their bones like trophies. So she walked into their world planning to burn it down from the inside. Rissa Night is a supernatural weapon and the last survivor of a pack massacre, left with no witnesses. The Blackthorn Bikers are to blame. They are human hunters who kill wolves for profit and pleasure. To uncover who killed her people, Raisa joins the gang. But the Leader of Blackthorn, Jaxon Blackthorn, was not the monster she expected. With bonds breaking, the blood of her family calling for revenge, Raisa must make an impossible choice–Finish her mission and destroy Blackthrone ... ..or protect the man who was never meant to be.

A marriage arranged between two broken souls is never meant to work. Ezabella Viper didn't get to heal from the trauma inflicted on her before she was thurst into marriage with a scarred man she didn't know. Jacopo Nicolo barely got over his last marriage before he had to take another wife for the good of the web. Both of their past are scarred, but they are like night and day. Two people that should have never met, two people that should have never been tied in a marriage, two people from two different parts of the world... Will their marriage survive, or will they end up destroying each other. PS. To enjoy this book more, it is recommended that you read the book prior to this one titled "A Monster's Mute Bride."

On the day of his funeral, I discovered that my fiance, Zachary Gray, had come back to life. His friend says teasingly, "You sure know how to stage an act, Zachary. Your fiancee cried so much over your fake death that she almost went blind!" Zachary smiles indifferently and says, "Stepping into marriage is like taking one foot into the grave. Of course, I have to have some fun first." I stand in the shadows and watch him bend down to kiss another woman. He then points at the tombstone I had carefully and painstakingly carved for him, laughing until he can't catch his breath. Watching him, I feel like an utter fool. I take out my phone and call my father. "Dad, since Zachary is dead, our engagement is null. Let's pull out of the collaboration with the Gray family's company."

The Moon has ruled the werewolves for centuries—granting power, choosing Alphas, crowning Lunas, and demanding obedience. Nyxara was never meant to exist. Born without a howl, without a lunar mark, and without the Moon’s blessing, she should have been weak. Instead, the Moon grows dim whenever she draws near. Rituals collapse. Alphas lose control. Wolves feel hunger where faith once lived. Hidden by the Moonscar Pack and condemned by ancient law, Nyxara is whispered about as a coming disaster—until Kaelion, a Moon-bound Alpha raised to serve prophecy, crosses her path. His authority falters in her presence. His bond to the Moon fractures. And for the first time in werewolf history, the Moon does not answer its chosen Alpha. As the night sky begins to darken and packs turn on one another, forbidden truths rise from buried myths: the Moon Goddess is dying, and Nyxara is not a curse sent to destroy them. She is the vessel meant to replace her. To survive, the werewolves must choose between clinging to a fading god… or kneeling before the woman who was born to end an age.

It was not until after I married Bennett that I found out he had a clingy little childhood friend who loved to play the victim. On the very first day of our marriage, at dinner, I simply asked Bennett to pass me a bite of food. She immediately exploded. "Holly, you're disgusting! Bennett already used those utensils, and you seriously asked him to serve you food? What, don't you have hands?" I froze, completely blindsided. Before I could even react, Bennett put down his spoon and went straight to her, wrapping her in his arms like she was the one who had been wronged. Then he turned to me and said I should just get my own food from now on. However, honestly, wasn't it normal for a husband to serve his wife a bite? What was so outrageous about that? I barely got a word out before Bennett shut me down in a low, firm voice. "That's final. If Rosie doesn't like it, then we're not doing it. End of discussion."