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Naruto Leaves His Parents

The General's Wife Wants to Leave

Experiencing a suffocating marriage with the man whom she was arranged to marry made Joanna want to leave him. But it was a failure as she died as the wife of the man who abandoned her and her son before they divorced. On the verge of her death, she made a wish to not encounter him again if there was a next life. She wished for the end of their fate only in this lifetime. She wanted to forget everything about him. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the room of the mansion of the man she just married. She was awakened by a dream that seemed to be a nightmare of her past life. She didn’t remember completely everything that had occurred in her past life and the dream was fragmented. But deep inside her heart, she only felt one thing. She was adamant about leaving him, to be far away from him. Therefore, she left his mansion just before she met him in person in the present lifetime. However, what she didn’t expect was that the so-called husband pursued her, not allowing her to leave him. Would Joanna be successful in leaving the man in this lifetime? Would fate play the same tragedy as her past life? --- As he pulled his finger away from her soft, warm lips, he said, “It is good you stopped winding up, Joanna. Otherwise, I would have used the other method to make you stop blabbering over the same, boring topic endlessly.” When he noticed the stubborn woman was about to prove herself to be stubborn, the man leaned forward in a swift movement, facing the woman’s stupefied face which was an inch away from his. “Continue to blabbering, don’t blame me if I apply my other method right now,” the man murmured above her breath, trailing his gaze from her quivering eyes to her lips before moving it back to her now widened eyes. --- *Cover doesn’t belong to the author. Credit to the artist/owner.
g_ara · 701.4K Views

IN HIS SINS

Beaufort Lancaster has always known himself to be a sinner—a man with little to no intention of marriage, a man, or better, a lover who enjoys the thrill that comes with women bound to duty—especially those who belong to other men. However, what was once a game, a thrill, shifts dangerously once he meets Lady Louisa Lancaster, his brother’s wife—Andrew Lancaster. Andrew Lancaster is mad. Not mad in the way men are described as eccentric, temperamental, hard nuts to crack, illogical, impediments, imbeciles... No! The man is truly lost to the grip of madness. His world and reality align in different diversions. His marriage to Louisa is a hollow arrangement, void of warmth or desire. Yet, bound by duty and title, she remains his! Beaufort never thought himself capable of true love—until her. What begins as a fascination, mere attraction to another married woman, transforms into something unbearable. He thinks about her more often than he should. He watches her more closely than is right. He delights in spending more time with her than he should. And the breaking point comes when he finds himself in her room, out of a slight argument, one fateful evening. A kiss. A touch. Nothing more. But it is enough to undo him! Wracked with guilt and the weight of his transgression, Beaufort flees Lancaster for London, seeking refuge in the arms of God. Priesthood, he believes, shall cleanse him—will rid him of her. Yet, even within the monastery, the ghost of Lady Louisa haunts him—her scent, her touch, the whisper of her name, her smile. They all linger in the quiet halls filled with souls embracing celibacy. But he was never celibate! How could he be if he thinks? If he thinks rather sexually of another human being he wished to rid himself of? Worse—his brother’s property? And so he flees! The cloth of fatherhood or brotherhood can never silence the call of his heart. Salvation is a word, and he, of all people, shall have a different case scenario on the Day of Judgment! What happens? In His Sins is a tale of forbidden love, guilt, and the haunting grip of desire, set against the rigid moralities of the Victorian era. Enjoy!
Rhoda_Andrian · 2.2K Views

His Charisma

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti
guordio_masetti · 9.8K Views

His ill will

Evan was the CEO of his father's company Heretage Enterprises and was forced by his parents to marry his mother's friend's first daughter after the death of his lover which led him to shut everyone out of his life for 6 months even his parents too. He hated his arranged wife because she was obsessed with him and when he found out that she was involved in his lover's death he hated her more. But his fate was not with her. He was fated to marry her sister instead and from there the event took a turn. He was possessive and controlling and hated his wife because of her sister, he was determined to make her life miserable while his wife turned out to be independent and feisty. She hated him thinking that her sister's tragic death was caused and plotted by him. She agreed to marry him only to hate him for the rest of her life but she has yet to confront him about her sister's tragic death. Their relationship was strained and difficult full of bittersweet but yet in the end both find at each other arms and embrace. This is my first ever Webnovel story so if I have any mistakes and mostly English is not my first language so don't come after me. If you are a person who doesn't tolerate any kind of grammar mistake then I suggest you not to read it but i will try to improve it... This story has been on my head for a long time and I pull it out from my imagination to reality... So the story is about Evan Lancaster who is very stubborn and dominant and Ella is not less from him she is feisty and independent. They have to marry each other because of their parents and all etc etc...So let's see their life journey and the mystery which will fold out... I don't claim any image or picture used in this story...credit to the rightful owners and source And I will try to update properly on time anyway pls give a lots of love to Evan and Ella if you like the story and don't forget to vote and comment. Now gonna walked off, bye. Start: 02-02-25 End: not yet confirmed
Danheeli · 2.3K Views

Stay Or Leave In The Middle Love

Dean Wycliff and Eloise Anette Chereena. Their names are like a beautiful symphony, woven into a sweet high school love story. Everyone envies their togetherness, with laughter that always decorates their days. They are like two perfect puzzle pieces, complementing and strengthening each other. However, life does not always go straight. After graduating from high school, their dreams and ambitions took them on different paths. Eloise, with her charming artistic talent, was accepted into a renowned design college in Turkey. While Dean, with his ambitions in technology, decided to stay in the United States. The separation felt so bitter, like a nightmare come true. Dean felt lonely. The house that used to be filled with Eloise's laughter now felt empty. Thousands of miles separated them, stretching between hope and longing. He spent his nights on video calls, trying to fill the gaping void in his heart. However, a glimmer of new happiness came into his life. Olivia Rosalind, a smart and charming architecture student, began to meet him often on campus. Olivia has a charming smile and a bright aura. Dean's friends even started to match them up. However, Dean's heart was still attached to Eloise. He was not interested in Olivia's charm, even though the girl repeatedly tried to approach him. In Turkey, Eloise's life was no less winding. She found a world of design that was so enchanting, full of color and creativity. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of campus, she met Deniz Ansel Ghaziy, a handsome and talented design student. Deniz had a charisma that was hard to resist. He was always there for Eloise, helping her with her college assignments and keeping her company. Every night, Eloise stared at the Istanbul sky lit by stars. She thought of Dean, his smile, his crisp laughter, and all the beautiful memories they had shared. She tried to remember their promise to be faithful, the promise to never give up on their love. But she felt a tremor every time her eyes met Deniz's.
BubleBee · 1.8K Views
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