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Koi To Yobu Ni Wa Kimochi Warui

Mated To Four, Fated To One

“Let go of me! Why now?” I snapped at them as they closed their distance on me while I moved backward towards the stairs. “What happened to all of you hating me?” I sneered, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. “I can't be a mate to monsters! You all despised me, made my life worthless the whole time, and you suddenly want me to accept being your mate?” I stared unbelievably at them as their eyes glinted with fury as they approached further. “Well, we still hate you but think of this as a favor,” Ryder taunted, his lips curling into a dirty smirk and I glared at him. “Favor?” I gaped at him, taking cautious steps backward. “At least, your wish has been answered,” Derek snorted, cocking his head while Sage stared coldly at me. “That's why we have decided on making you our mistress. Highly to think we would accept a murderer as our mate.” Mael added, his words sent shivers running down my spine. “You all are sick! Insane!!” I chuckled bitterly, to think they'd always put Lena first before me. They wanted me as their mistress. “Thalia! Be care—” before I could process what Sage was about to say as he reached out to me. I lost my balance and tripped. *** Eleven years ago, I was framed for killing my precious younger sister whom everyone loved, and they thought I should have been the one to die instead of her. Being the daughter of the Beta, I was stripped of my title and demoted to an omega and became a servant in the pack's house. I was despised by everyone, especially the quadruplets, the Alpha's sons. Alpha Sage, Alpha Ryder, Alpha Mael, and Alpha Derek— the ruthless and most feared, respectable Alphas who never took a break from tormenting me and making my life worthless. Ten years later, my younger sister who was thought to be dead, reappeared at the pack's doorstep, looking alive and well, and even more beautiful and elegant. She was welcomed happily by all the pack members and was desired by the quadruplet. I thought everything would go back to how it was but I was neglected and remained the omega no one wanted until my life took a shocking turn when I clocked eighteen. Fate had me mated to the Alpha's sons, not just one but all four of them but what's even more shocking was when they agreed to make me their mistress. I'd rather eat dirt! Cause, I won't be bending so easily.
Pastel_Peach · 1.5K Views

Le Passé Est Révolu, Ni Haine Ni Nostalgie Ne Demeurent

Le jour de mon mariage, mon fiancé a été surpris en plein acte avec son véritable amour Lily dans les toilettes, leurs corps nus exposés à tous les invités. L'issue était inévitable ; le mariage a échangé les mariées sur-le-champ. Mon père a subi un AVC sous le choc et est décédé quelques jours plus tard. Ne pouvant supporter la mort soudaine de mon père et les rumeurs qui circulaient, ma mère s'est jetée du trentième étage d'un immeuble de grande hauteur. Pendant cette période la plus sombre de ma vie, j'ai développé de graves problèmes psychologiques. Rylan, le frère cadet de mon ex-fiancé, est resté à mes côtés jour et nuit, me sauvant d'innombrables tentatives de suicide. Il a fallu deux années entières avant que je ne me rétablisse enfin. Le jour de ma guérison, Rylan a loué le yacht le plus luxueux de la ville, couvrant le pont de neuf cent quatre-vingt-dix-neuf roses, et m'a demandé de l'épouser. Après ces deux années de compagnie constante, j'étais tombée amoureuse de Rylan depuis longtemps. Les larmes aux yeux, j'ai accepté sa proposition. Pour notre cinquième anniversaire de mariage, j'ai apporté un cadeau soigneusement préparé, espérant le surprendre. Au lieu de cela, j'ai accidentellement surpris une conversation entre lui et sa secrétaire. "Cela fait cinq ans. Pour Lily, je suis marié à cette femme dégoûtante depuis cinq ans maintenant. Rien que de penser à célébrer notre anniversaire avec elle plus tard me donne la nausée." La voix de la secrétaire tremblait : "M. Sterling, veuillez boire moins. Si ces mots vous échappent devant votre femme, ce sera difficile à dissimuler." "Et si Mme Sterling découvre qu'il y a sept ans, nous avons engagé quelqu'un pour retirer le tube d'oxygène de son père..." Rylan ne montrait aucune inquiétude, arborant même une expression moqueuse. "Pour Lily, je suis prêt à tout faire." "D'ailleurs, j'ai déjà gâché toute ma vie avec cette garce."
ManyWriters · 904 Views

Wala Na Ang Nakaraan, Ni Galit O Nostalya Ay Hindi Na Nananatili

Sa araw ng aking kasal, nahuli ang aking nobyo na nakikipagtalik sa kanyang dalisay na pag-ibig na si Lily sa banyo, ang kanilang mga hubad na katawan ay nakalantad sa lahat ng mga bisita. Ang resulta ay hindi maiiwasan; nagpalit ng mga nobya ang kasal sa mismong lugar. Ang aking ama ay inatake sa puso dahil sa pagkagulat at pumanaw lamang ilang araw pagkatapos. Dahil sa hindi makayanan ang biglaang pagkamatay ng aking ama at ang mga kumakalat na tsismis, tumalon ang aking ina mula sa ikatatlumpung palapag ng isang mataas na gusali. Sa pinakamadilim na panahon ng aking buhay, nagkaroon ako ng malubhang sikolohikal na problema. Si Rylan, ang nakababatang kapatid ng aking dating nobyo, ay nanatili sa aking tabi araw at gabi, iniligtas ako mula sa di-mabilang na pagtatangka ng pagpapakamatay. Umabot ng dalawang buong taon bago ako tuluyang gumaling. Sa araw ng aking paggaling, umupa si Rylan ng pinakamarangyang yate sa lungsod, tinakpan ang kubyerta ng siyam na raan at siyamnapu't siyam na mga rosas, at hiningi ang aking kamay sa kasal. Pagkatapos ng dalawang taon ng patuloy na pagsasama, matagal na akong nahulog kay Rylan. Nang may luha sa aking mga mata, tinanggap ko ang kanyang proposal. Sa aming ikalimang anibersaryo ng kasal, nagdala ako ng maingat na inihanda na regalo, umaasang sorpresahin siya. Sa halip, aksidente kong narinig ang pag-uusap sa pagitan niya at ng kanyang sekretarya. "Limang taon na. Para kay Lily, nakapag-asawa ako sa kasuklam-suklam na babaeng ito ng limang taon na ngayon. Ang pag-iisip pa lang na ipagdiriwang namin ang aming anibersaryo mamaya ay nagpapasuka sa akin." Nanginginig ang boses ng Sekretarya: "G. Sterling, uminom po kayo ng mas kaunti. Kung ang mga salitang ito ay makakarating sa harap ng inyong asawa, mahirap itong itago." "At kung malalaman ni Gng. Sterling na pitong taon na ang nakalipas, umupa kami ng tao para tanggalin ang oxygen tube ng kanyang ama..." Walang ipinakitang pag-aalala si Rylan, at nagsuot pa ng isang mapanuyang ekspresyon. "Para kay Lily, handa akong gawin ang kahit ano." "Bukod pa rito, nasayang ko na ang aking buong buhay sa putang iyon."
ManyWriters · 393 Views

His to Break, His to Keep

My hands trembled, my pulse a frantic drumbeat against my ribs as Liam Romano slid the ring onto my finger. White gold. Flawless diamonds. Cold and unfeeling—just like the man who now owned me. For most, a wedding ring symbolized love, devotion, a future built on choice. For me, it was a prison. A silent contract that stripped away my name, my freedom, my very identity. Emily Carter no longer existed. I was Emily Romano now. A pawn in a game played by ruthless men. A caged bird with no escape. I should have run when I had the chance. Now, as the most powerful figures of the New York and Chicago Famiglias watched in chilling silence, escape was nothing more than a distant dream. There were no second chances. No mercy. In our world, a marriage didn’t end unless a body hit the ground—and I knew whose body that would be if I dared to run. This wasn’t love. This was war. A treaty forged in blood. A fragile truce between two criminal empires standing at the edge of destruction. The Bratva were circling like vultures, waiting for a weakness, a reason to strike. And I? I was the peace offering, the price my father had paid to keep our family standing. I should be thankful. That’s what they told me. That’s what my father drilled into my head, over and over again. But gratitude didn’t make the chains any lighter. "You may kiss the bride." The priest’s voice shattered the silence. I forced myself to lift my gaze. Liam’s dark, calculating eyes met mine, void of warmth, void of hesitation. His face, cold and unreadable, gave away nothing. He was a man who had never known fear. A man who didn’t bend, didn’t break. And now, I belonged to him. The world watched, waiting for a sign of weakness. A crack in my mask. I wouldn’t give them one. But Liam? Liam saw through it all. His fingers tightened around mine—a warning, a promise. Then he moved. His lips crashed against mine, not soft, not tender—a kiss of possession. Of dominance. A silent vow that sealed my fate. My body stiffened under his touch, but I didn’t pull away. Because I knew what he was telling me without saying a word. You are mine. And in that moment, I realized something terrifying. I was his to keep. And his to break.
Akash_Chaudhary_0940 · 6.9K Views
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