Why Did Sally Face Kill Everyone

Five years ago, when my boyfriend's small company was on the brink of bankruptcy I stepped in to save him, quietly supporting him from the shadows. Without revealing my identity, I became the company’s largest shareholder. Five years later, the night before his company was set to go public, he held me in his arms and said, "Emma, after the company goes public tomorrow, don’t leave. I have a surprise for you." At that moment, I was swept away by the idea of his "surprise," my mind racing with the hopeful thought that he might propose. I didn’t notice the cold glint of malice lurking in his eyes. The next day, as his company went public, he slapped me across the face and sneered, "Do you even see what kind of person you are? Did you really think someone like you could marry me?" He grabbed me by the hair and dragged both me and my best friend in front of a crowd of thugs and beggars he’d gathered. “These worthless cast-offs aren’t good enough for me anymore. Consider them my gift to you. Do whatever you like with them!”

Kehlani found out two things in one day; one, her soon to be husband was cheating on her, and second, that there was someone she looked so much like in this world and that same person was meant to get married but somehow, she was mistaken for that person. She ran away from a marriage, but ended up running into another one. Why does she have such a bad luck in choosing marriages?

I'm staring at this man who looks exactly like my husband, overwhelmed by fear, as I received a message that read, "He's not your husband!"What's even more bizarre is that the name displayed as the sender of the text on my phone is "My Dear Husband"!Who on earth should I believe?

Because my father's childhood sweetheart's daughter was accidentally burned, my father was angry and locked me in the fire house where werewolf criminals were punished. The Beta of the pack, my father, looked at me with disgust written all over his face: "I don't have such a cruel daughter. You'll stay here and reflect on what you've done." I begged loudly for mercy, admitted my mistake, pleading for him to let me out. All I got in return was his merciless command. "Unless she's dead, no one is to release her." The fire house stood isolated at the edge of the territory. No matter how much I screamed for help, no one could hear me. He assigned the housekeeper to set the room to spray fire every 2 hours. The burns were excruciating, my werewolf healing barely keeping me alive between sessions. Ten days later, he finally remembered he had a daughter and decided to let me out. But what he didn't know was that I had already died in that fire house, never to wake again.

In a deadly game of spies and dealers, trust is the ultimate weapon—and love the most dangerous betrayal. Sabrina is a cold, detached assassin, trained to infiltrate, manipulate, and eliminate without hesitation. But her latest mission is different: Viktor, a sadistic arms dealer with a dangerous empire, is her target. What begins as a professional operation soon turns into a psychological nightmare. Viktor has secrets of his own and plays a twisted game, pushing her to her limits with violence and manipulation. As Sabrina is drawn deeper into his dark world, she begins to lose herself, torn between completing the mission and the suffocating love Viktor offers. She must decide: escape or join him in the darkness.

Suddenly, in this lust-fueled frenzy between us, his blissful being was morphing into the same demon that was driving me insane; it didn't frighten me; in fact, I was waiting for this to happen. His eyes turned lava red, and his body twisted dangerously. "Sweet Teresa, I can not keep him any longer!" "Then, don't!" And in his rapture, he lost all control. He exploded inside of me with his throbbing enormous , sending me devilish vibes. His fangs were fully exposed, and his muscular torso was covered in white dazzling fur. I gasped, yelped for more, grabbed his fur from his back, begged him not to stop, and every movement was dominated by arousal spasms. Then, as the action reached its height, I sensed him getting closer, and I knew he would honor his promise to mark me. How did I know that? I simply knew! "Do it, Bash! Yes, do it"! So he sank his fangs not so deep in the hollow of my neck but enough to propel me to those craving peaks, all mixed with my own thrilling release. Now I was his. FOREVER! --------------- After the death of his father, Alpha Sebastian was left in charge of the Kielder Pack but away from his twin sister. Raising his pack in strength, his life changes radically when Teresa Bradley appears, an ambitious young photographer but with a past as gloomy as it is difficult to understand. Orphaned, chased by demons, with changes that occur one by one, Teresa is forced to accept her past and present, but is there room for Sebastian in her future?

As Jason and I try to stay one step ahead of the Marching Tides and their nefarious associates, we draw ever closer to the shocking truth of who the mastermind behind the Marching Tides really is. Something tells me I’ll regret learning the answers at the end of my journey.©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

Na sétima vez em que combinei com Breno Lima de ir ao cartório buscar nossa certidão de casamento e fui deixada esperando, tomei a iniciativa de cortar todos os laços que ainda nos uniam. Se havia um encontro de amigos em que ele estava presente, eu simplesmente deixava de ir. Se ele era convidado para se apresentar na comemoração da escola, eu me retirava antes do início. Se a empresa decidia fechar parceria com ele, eu pedia demissão imediatamente. Até mesmo no Natal, quando ele veio me visitar em casa, inventei uma desculpa para sair e visitar outros amigos. Bloqueei seu número, apaguei-o da lista de contatos, cortei tudo sem deixar rastros. Não o procurei mais, e ele também não conseguiu me ver. Durante os trinta anos anteriores, passei a maior parte da vida apaixonada por ele, cuidando dele com todo o meu empenho. Só depois de ser deixada esperando pela sétima vez no cartório é que despertei. Não queria mais viver assim. Mesmo que fosse para ficar sozinha, não queria passar mais um dia e uma noite guardando uma casa vazia!

Cerita banyak mengandung adegan dewasa (21+). Harap bijak dalam memilih bacaan! Aku Erika Setyani Atmaja, mahasiswi jurusan bisnis semester akhir yang tidak lulus-lulus. Itu sebabnya Papa terus menekan dan mengancamku agar lulus tahun ini. Aku melakukan segala cara untuk mendekati Pak Dosenku yang killer agar bisa lulus dengan mulus. "Dit... Bantuin gue, dong. Apa yang harus gue lakuin biar Pak Jefri cepat ACC skripsi gue." "Tidur aja sama dia!" Namun di tengah jalan, aku justru terjebak dalam hubungan yang tak seharusnya dan jatuh cinta padanya yang sangat kubenci. Bagaimana akhirnya dengan skripsiku? Akankah perasaan cintaku ini terbalas?

“Pernikahan ini bukan karena cinta… tapi karena keadaan.” Arga Mahendra dikenal sebagai dosen sastra paling ditakuti di kampus. Sikapnya dingin, aturannya kaku, dan tidak ada toleransi untuk kesalahan sekecil apa pun. Tak heran, para mahasiswa menjulukinya “dosen killer.” Naya Lestari, mahasiswi tingkat akhir yang keras kepala namun cerdas, mendadak harus menghadapi Arga sebagai dosen pembimbing skripsinya. Bagi Naya, ini adalah ujian terberat dalam hidupnya. Namun semuanya berubah drastis saat satu insiden tak terduga membuat mereka terpaksa menikah—bukan karena cinta, melainkan demi menyelamatkan reputasi dan masa depan mereka berdua. Pernikahan mereka adalah kontrak. Tak ada perasaan, tak ada kehangatan—hanya kesepakatan dan jarak yang dijaga rapat. Tapi hidup bersama di bawah satu atap perlahan mengungkap sisi lain dari Arga yang tak pernah diketahui siapa pun, dan membawa Naya pada dilema antara rasa takut dan harapan. Ketika drama kampus, tekanan keluarga, dan masa lalu yang belum selesai mulai menghantui, keduanya harus menjawab pertanyaan yang tak bisa dihindari: Apakah pernikahan kilat ini akan berakhir sebagai kesalahan besar… atau justru menjadi awal dari kisah cinta yang sesungguhnya?