Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

Louis Tomllinson

Triplet Alpha's Omega Mate

Lennox cornered her in the hallway, his amber eyes troubled. “You didn’t deserve that.” “Didn’t I?” Olivia challenged. “Wasn’t it you who told the entire pack that the daughter of a traitor should be treated as less than human?” “I was wrong,” he admitted. “We all were.” “Three years, Lennox. Three years of serving as your Omega, of being spat on, of watching you three worship the ground Anita walks on while I’m nothing but a shameful secret.” From the shadows, Levi’s voice emerged. “The Moon Goddess bound us for a reason.” Olivia’s bitter laugh echoed through the corridor. “And you’ve fought that reason every step of the way.” “We didn’t know,” Louis appeared beside his brothers, forming the triangle that had always made Olivia feel trapped. “About your father, about the conspiracy—” “So that’s what it takes?” she asked, voice trembling. “My father’s name being cleared for you to acknowledge me as your Luna? As your mate?” “No,” Lennox reached for her. “It’s seeing your strength, your resilience despite everything we put you through.” “We were cruel,” Levi admitted. “We were wrong,” Louis echoed. Olivia looked at each of them, these three powerful Alphas now regarding her with something approaching reverence. Olivia’s smile held no warmth. “Now I realize some wounds cut too deep to heal. You can’t break someone for years and expect them to be whole for you when it’s convenient.”
Sugarlitics · 1.1M Views

Fated To Not Just One, But Three

I let out a bitter laugh. “It’s ironic, isn’t it? You spent years making my life a living hell, and now you look at me like I’m the very air you breathe.” Lennox’s face fell. “Olivia, it wasn’t supposed to be like this—” I cut him off, my eyes blazing with anger. “Oh, but it was. You wanted me broken. You wanted me to suffer. And I did.” I paused, my voice trembling. “But not anymore.” Louis, who had been silent, spoke softly. “Olivia, we—” I shook my head and took a step back, putting distance between us. “No. Whatever you think you feel, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. You had a choice. And every single time, you chose her. Over and over again, you chose Anita.” Levi shook his head. “We were wrong.” I met their gazes. “Yes, you were. And now, you’ll have to live with it.” With that, I turned away, refusing to let them see the tears burning in my eyes. •••••••• Olivia Parker was once the cherished daughter of a respected Gamma—until betrayal shattered her world. Branded the daughter of a traitor, she was stripped of her title, her dignity, and the life she had known, forced to serve as an Omega among those who once respected her. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. On the night of the mating ceremony, Olivia discovered the cruelest twist of all—she wasn’t fated to just one mate, but three. And not just any three. Alpha Lennox, Alpha Louis, and Alpha Levi—the ruthless triplet Alphas who had spent years tormenting her. Bound to a marriage they never wanted, the triplets made her life a waking nightmare. They paraded their lover, Anita, before her, ensuring she never forgot her place, never forgot that they would never want her. But fate has a way of playing its own game. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the triplets begin to see Olivia for who she truly is—not just a Luna in title, but the woman they never realized they needed. Only now, she’s done waiting.
Sugarlitics · 3.8M Views

His Cursed Bride: Bound by Blood & Revenge

Rose was growing increasingly nervous with their silence. She was drawn toward Adam all of a sudden. Her breathing became audible to Rose, and the musky smell of Adam caused her brain to shut off. Rose lost control and surged on Adam, cornering him, but Adam became more conscious of Rose's actions as a result of her abrupt movement. Instead of pulling himself back, He drew closer, making their lips brushed each others. This small gesture made Rose more aware of this unknown feeling which was kept hidden for so long. The restrain which was solidified over the years was giving up. If it had only been physical intimacy, she would have been content, but hearing her heart race and her breath being taken away making her completely breathless seem like more than just a passing interest. The sensation of love seeping through her emotional gaps and consuming her in its desire, driving her to crave more despite her baffled state of mind, leading her to submit to this intoxication.The unimanginable pleasure this can give her kept her going for more and more. She closed the distance between their lips, taking his breath into her. Weighing in for the last time of the consequences, she moved an inch closer.  An old tale of love, retaliation, and lost hope. It is set in the present and has figures from mythology from antiquity. It follows the journey of a young woman who thinks she is the only person who survived an awful catastrophe. After her kingdom has been chastised by the heavens for the sins of their ancestors, she sets off on a quest to exact retribution. For a century now, she has been forced to overcome the curse set upon her and discover the answers to her pressing questions. Experiencing love, she is unable to express it since doing so might endanger the lives of those closest to her. To awaken the magic from within, she must utilize her father's soul pendant and unleash her soul abilities. Her journey is plagued with peril and obstacles on its own, but things get even harder when she spots her predator. He recognizes the power she carries inside herself and wants to exploit it to his advantage. Will she experience romantic love? Will he be able to utilize it to unlock her powers? Will she exact her retribution? Rosaline Louis Ainsworth, the legendary daughter of King Louis Ainsworth. She has a sharp mind and beautiful beauty as gifts. Her caramel-colored hair cascades down her back, and her eyes are emerald. Her skin is so smooth cotton may slide on it, and her lips are pink like roses. She is committed to getting her revenge and is incredibly determined. She has made it her mission to either destroy it completely in retaliation for the same reason or recover what was taken from her and have a second chance at love. For her, it's a "do or die" scenario because living for another century would not end the cycle. She desires to treat her people fairly because even God makes mistakes from time to time. Another survivor from the kingdom of Devana is Adam Smith Black. He is attractive and captivating. He exudes danger with his black, mesmerizing eyes and demeanor. He had ascended to the top of this world after living for a hundred years. His goal is to find the key that will allow him to unleash the greatest power that has yet to be seen. A magic so potent and pure that it has the power to rule the entire universe.
Ann_bookworm · 1.7K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 29.7K Views

+27828367570 Black Magic Voodoo,Curses,Witches Spell Caster Los Angels

+27828367570 || Dark Magic In Honolulu || Dark Magic In Omaha || Dark Magic In Oklahoma City || Dark Magic In Colorado Springs || Dark Magic In Fort worth || Dark Magic In El Paso || Dark Magic In Columbus || Dark Magic In Salt Lake City || Dark Magic In Madison || Dark Magic In Tulsa || Dark Magic In Orlando || Dark Magic In Tampa || Dark Magic In Virginia || Dark Magic In Louisville || Black Magic Spells || Black Magic Spells In USA || Black Magic Spells In Philadelphia || Black Magic Spells In San Diego || Black Magic Spells In Denver || Black Magic Spells In New Orleans || Black Magic Spells In San Antonio || Black Magic Spells In Corpus Christi || Black Magic Spells In Miami || Black Magic Spells In Nashville || Black Magic Spells In Detroit || Black Magic Spells In Portland || Black Magic Spells In Dallas || Black Magic Spells In Phoenix || Black Magic Spells In San Jose || Black Magic Spells In Las Vegas || Black Magic Spells In Atlanta || Black Magic Spells In Baltimore || Black Magic Spells In Indianapolis || Black Magic Spells In Raleigh || Black Magic Spells In Memphis || Black Magic Spells In Jacksonville || Black Magic Spells In Charlotte || Black Magic Spells In Tucson || Black Magic Spells In St. Louis || Black Magic Spells In Missouri || Black Magic Spells In Minneapolis || Black Magic Spells In Sacramento || Black Magic Spells In Kansas City || Black Magic Spells In Charlestown
Jim_Healing_Powers · 2.4K Views

He was the reason: The beginning

SHE WAS THE PRINCESS—BUT NEVER HIS DAMSEL IN DISTRESS. Leina Reinhardt was born into power, privilege, and prestige—the only daughter of a multi-billionaire and the beloved sister of Westdentia’s most elite men: Lester – A cold, calculating CEO with an empire at his feet. Levy – A six-time Olympic champion, untouchable and unstoppable. Liam & Louis – The twin masterminds behind the world’s most powerful gaming empire. To the world, she was the Reinhardt Princess—elegant, quiet, untouchable. But Leina Reinhardt was no fragile flower. She was raised by wolves, after all. Then came Alexander Harris Smith. Her brothers’ best friend. Her first love. Her greatest heartbreak. The boy who lit up her world—only to disappear and leave her in the dark. Now, years later, he’s back, standing in front of her like a ghost from the past. And worse? He has the audacity to question her. ------------------------------------------------------------------------‐------------------------------------------------------------------------ Excerpt: Leina's fingers curled into fists, nails biting into her palms. Every muscle in her body screamed at her to walk away. To leave him standing there like he left her all those years ago. But damn him—he had the nerve to show up now, with those same emerald eyes, as if he had any right to look at her that way. "What did you expect, Alexander?" she seethed, voice sharp as glass. "That I’d wait? That my world would freeze the moment you walked away?" His jaw clenched. She could see the storm raging behind his eyes, but she refused to care. "You left," she said, her voice breaking despite her best efforts. "You. Left. And now you think you can just come back and—" Her words died in her throat as he moved, his hands gripping her arms, pulling her close before she could stop him. "Let go," she hissed, her voice defiant—but her body betrayed her, memories clawing their way to the surface. Alexander’s grip tightened, his forehead pressing against hers, breath unsteady. "I know I don’t deserve it," he murmured, voice raw. "But hate me, curse me, hit me—just don’t tell me you forgot." Leina’s breath hitched. Her throat burned. She wanted to slap him. She wanted to scream that she didn’t care. She wanted to say that he meant nothing. But the lie wouldn't come. Because the truth was brutal. She remembered everything. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Billionaire mafia intrigue with power struggles and dark secrets Unforgettable first love turned into a dangerous obsession A fierce heroine who refuses to be a pawn A dangerously devoted hero who will burn the world for her Get ready for a story of power, betrayal, and a love that refuses to die.
Apple_beeaaan056 · 60.7K Views

RECOVERY LOST CRYPTO FROM SCAM INVESTMENT-VISIT RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY

My quest for financial independence began with ambition but nearly ended in ruin. Desperate to escape the grind of traditional investments, I plunged headfirst into cryptocurrency, lured by stories of overnight wealth. With no prior experience, I committed $800,000 to a platform that radiated credibility: polished interfaces, “verified” testimonials, and persuasive brokers who swore returns would dwarf my risks. What I didn’t admit even to myself was how much I’d gambled. The investment wasn’t just my savings; I’d even taken a loan, mortgaging my future to fuel this dream. For months, dashboards showed soaring profits, and I celebrated prematurely, believing I’d cracked the code to prosperity. But when I tried to withdraw funds, the nightmare began. Endless delays. Opaque fees. Then, radio silence. The platform vanished overnight, leaving me stranded. Reality struck like a physical blow: I’d been scammed. My savings were gone, and the debt I’d taken on loomed like a guillotine. The aftermath was catastrophic. Creditors hounded me. Shame gnawed at my sanity. How could I explain this to my family? To myself? I’d risked everything even borrowed beyond my means to chase a mirage. The weight of failure dragged me into a pit of despair. Sleep became impossible. I’d stare at my phone, willing the scammers to reply, while suicidal whispers taunted me: This is how it ends. A friend intervened, urging me to contact RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY...Whatsapp: +1 4 14 80 71 4 85.. Skeptical but desperate, I submitted my case, clinging to the frail hope that experts could undo the irreversible. Their response was immediate. Unlike the scammers, they spoke with precision, dissecting the fraud: fake wallets, fabricated transactions, and offshore accounts designed to launder funds. They warned recovery would be arduous but possible. RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY became my lifeline....Email: rapiddigitalrecovery (@) execs. com.. Their team traced cryptocurrency footprints across continents, collaborating with regulators to freeze assets and force accountability. They decoded the scam’s infrastructure, revealing how my loan-funded investment had been funneled into anonymous wallets. Every step was documented; every update, a flicker of hope. Weeks later, the impossible happened: funds began trickling back. First a fraction, then more, until nearly the entire $800,000 including the loan amount was recovered. The relief was visceral. Beyond restoring my finances, they salvaged my dignity. RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY didn’t just expose the scam; they educated me, equipping me to spot fraud and invest wisely. Today, I’m rebuilding not just my wealth, but my trust in humanity. If you’re trapped in a similar hell, know this: there is a way out. RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY doesn’t just retrieve funds they resurrect hope. To those who’ve taken loans, drained savings, or bet it all on a lie: act now. Let them turn your collapse into a comeback. Telegram: https:// t. me/ Rapiddigitalrecovery1
Louis_Tani · 272 Views
Related Topics
More