Wishing

After I announced my exit from the music industry, the public response was overwhelmingly positive. The only person who voiced his objection was my girlfriend's rumored lover, the up-and-coming songwriter Lucas Zacker. He put on a show of sincerity in front of a crowd of reporters. "It's all a misunderstanding. Matthew is an irreplaceable talent in the music industry. I sincerely hope he returns to the stage." I shut off my phone and turned a blind eye to his public plea. In my past life, one of my songs had been identical to his supposedly original single. As such, netizens accused me of plagiarism, cursing me and wishing death upon my family. Frustrated, I posted the entire creation process online, but it couldn't stand up to the timeline. His new song had been released ten minutes ahead of mine. Just because of the ten-minute difference, netizens sent me photoshopped mourning portraits of myself and even went so far as to come to my house and vandalize it with paint. The relentless cyberbullying went on for years, and it drove me into a deep depression. My parents exhausted their life savings trying to clear my name, only for crazed fans to set our house on fire, causing my parents to burn to death. In the end, when his song won an award, I jumped off a building. But who would have guessed that when I opened my eyes again, I was reborn on the very day the new song was set to release.

“You said if I would be a ‘good boy’ and listen to you like a pet would, then you would give me a reward, it’s time to claim that,” he said, his voice husky from the suppressed anger. Wounding an arm around my waist as he tightened his hold in possessiveness and lust. “Don’t overstep your bounds you are just my pet.” I murmured trying to fight the tingles. “Yes and also your mate.” When Lycia, a witch brings home an injured wolf only to find it to be a lycan, she must save him from her mother who hates their species. What is worse is that the said lycan remembers nothing about itself and claims to be her mate. If her mother was to know this he would be killed for sure! Even if she was to overcome the obstacles of her mother’s hatred and somehow get her to like the lycan the already looming danger of something more sinister over her life stops her from committing to any relationship, no matter how sexy/cute the man is. With the insistent Lycan wishing to be her mate, her mother’s anger like a knife to their throat and some ominous magic wishing her dead, how will Lycia manage to go through this storm? “Tell me that you ing like it and plead me to let you cum. That is your punishment for torturing me there!” He gritted out once again but when I didn’t say anything he curled his fingers inside and said, “Just admit that you need me to get off and I’ll let you cum!” “No, I will not beg you,” I said but when I felt him take out one finger the loss I felt inside was greater than I imagined.

He divorced her. That was two years ago. She was shopping with her best friend when she felt a blinding sort of pain before losing consciousness. She woke up at the hospital and saw her parents and Albert Matthews, her ex-husband, and the man who can cover the sky with one hand in S City, talking to the doctor. She has a disease - and they said she's dying in three days. This is her sixth day now. She died in his watch, wishing that in her next life, she would still be his wife -- and the gods favored her.

When I lay dreaming of what my life could have been if I was human and not a hybrid, it always ends the same way, stop wishing for something impossible Laya. I am a hybrid, my yellow eyes a dead giveaway, and in the eyes of humans we are the virus that nearly destroyed the world.

Solana’s Clan was massacred by a group of hunters across humanity’s border. She had only found out of her true nature because of an incident she was in. She walked past the temple of an all-female alpha pack. Her eyes were examining the temple, and whenever her foot drops a bone-crushing will make a sound. She used to have a vision of a temple with nothing but blood and bones on it, and now that vision is right in front of her eyes. She couldn’t believe it wishing that all she’s seeing was a lie. “This was supposed to be my home,” A bone of a wolf was at the top of a graveyard that has a symbol on its side. A circle with six rays was drawn using blood. Her rage was too much to keep inside of her, all of the anger she was feeling was starting to pile up. She roars to mourn her clan, and it was heard throughout the entire supernatural border. It was a place where humanity and the supernatural made a border and promised never to set foot on each side, funny because Solana was both. Her roar made her known, A female Alpha, the last one standing amongst all of the Alpha's living in the supernatural border. Strong was known to be her clan’s trademark. She swore to never rest until she had tasted revenge until she spilled the blood of those responsible for her clan’s death. “I’ll kill all of them. They’ll taste their own men’s blood splattered across the border, hunters shall never exist. I will put an end to them. I will rise with my own pack, stronger and fiercer.

At 7am on the dot my alarm rings on my nightstand. After a brief moment of irritation I sprung out of bed to get ready for school. While brushing my long curly ember hair my phone dings incessantly on the bathroom counter. After picking up the phone the dread I already felt in my heart was amplified. It was my best friend Jesse wishing me a happy birthday but I for the life of me couldn’t understand what an 18 year old girl had to be happy about. When a woman turns 18 she is mated for life, she’d be made to quit school, produce children and satisfy their mates every need and urge. That’s all a woman was good for in this town and I’d be damned if I was going to sit down and shut up about it. After ignoring Jesse I finished dressing and strolled down stairs where my mother and father were still having their morning meeting with their subordinates. Alfa John and Luna Kate or not, I’d doubt they’d even notice I was leaving if I hadn’t slammed the door on my way out. I wonder if they were disappointed by my lack of interest of the ways of the pack or if they were just disappointed I didn’t have a penis between my legs. Regardless, I have no intention on going to my mating ball tonight. My parents have invited every male in our pack but there’s no way I was going without a fight! As I lift my fingers from the door handle I come to an abrupt stop eye to eye with my fathers beta Josh. In a low growl all I hear is “You didn’t think you could actually leave did you?”

Celeste knew both happiness and sadness, but she had never lost hope, until the time when she lost her dad and her world came crashing down. What was the point of hoping and wishing, when everything she wished for would slip away right from her hands, like water running down her fingers? Pain and depression in itself are unbearable, but what would happen to a person if they have to deal with financial stress too? Celeste had to juggle not only schoolwork but also juggle three different jobs. With great difficulty, she was able to finish her bachelor's, and now she was finally able to get into her dream university for her master's. All this while she thought being far away from home would somehow take her troubles away too, but that wasn't the case. She had a looming 1-year student loan and was barely getting by with a full-time degree. And that's when she was forced to do something that she didn't really think she would have to do. She found herself browsing through what it would take to be a sugar baby and was mortified that it required the sugar baby to have consensual sex and her graysexual ass could never. She was saved from the nightmare when she met a mysterious rich boy/man who was willing to act as her sugar daddy, well not really. Gabrielle a boy of just 23, and an owner of a multi-millionaire company. He had money and everything nice right at his feet. But just like Celeste, he was a broken boy too, craving for a family that was already 6 feet under the ground. And who knew that both of them would find each other and maybe just maybe they would find what they lost all hope for.

"And Action!” I slowly lick my lips as I glance across the room at Trevor lying on the bed. His bare chest glows under the spotlights and practically begs to be touched. Can I keep myself under control? What am I thinking? I have to keep myself reined in. I don't want to ruin anything between us. We are good friends and nothing more, but I can't confess to him I've had wet dreams of him almost every night. Tiffany, a struggling up-and-coming actor, finally gets the break she has been wishing for and wins the leading role in a new drama. Her sexy co-star, Trevor, is someone she is familiar with and knows from her initial days of her first drama. They barely had any scenes together during that first drama, but they've developed a friendship and share the same agency and manager. When the fans initially saw them together, they immediately wanted them to be a couple. This new drama provides them exactly that. With her dreams finally coming true, will Tiffany be able to keep her secret hidden? Or will the intimate scenes with her handsome co-star unravel everything she has worked so hard to hide?

Alya is a successful model who has a long-lost lover whom she cherishes from all her heart. She works hard and studies fervently, thinking of her lover who will come back one day and ask her in marriage. As a woman of talent and grace, she manages to succeed and get fame through the modeling entertainment world. But when that love comes back and becomes CEO, he says having long lost ever since any sort of emotion for her and asks not to see her once again in his life. Heartbroken, she faints and dies wishing she never met him. But well seen and lucky as she was, she reincarnated into a newbie model from the company of her lover. Will she succeed in getting her revenge and take back all those awaiting and wasted years? The image is not mine. Here is the link: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/418131146638384944/.

"And you're supposed to be mine?" I asked, with tears in my eyes, wishing that I could slap him. Or anything. "That's the reason why you're not dying today. I'm not yours and will never be. I reject you, and you're welcome to accept it, and if you don't, that's your loss." "Iziah-" "You disgust me." **** Ashley's whole life has been filled with rollercoasters but she never imagined being rejected by the only person that could provide her love. However, when Ashley goes into the rogue life, a lot stays on the other side waiting for her. A lot of things that she has to find out alone. And when she thinks she has arrived at the end of the puzzle, her rejected mate comes stumbling into her life once more, unannounced. And she has no choice but to face the truth the hard way. As much as their love is forbidden, their need for each other would be endless.