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(I Am Pregnant) Unknown pov They sat down there for what seems like an eternity. The man was looking intently at her while the young lady was just nervously tapping her fingers on the table. Is this lady for real. For the past one week she has been stalking me asking for some moment of my time. At first I thought it was another crazy girl just trying to get my attention but hell no this woman is a stalker. And now I decided to give her a listening ear, she just sits down there and goes mute. "Excuse me miss but................" "Am pregnant" she cut him off. It sounded like a whisper. "Am sorry you are what?" "Pregnant" All these while she wasn't looking up. Is this lady okay. "And so what if you are pregnant. How does that has anything to do............" "For you" she cut him off again. He looked at her and burst out laughing

🔱🔞LIGHTS OUT AT FLORY HIGH🔱🔞 ❤️🍓🍓🍓 * * The girl's dorm alarm rang loudly waking the girls up so they could prepare for class. It was always a rush for those who were off to pick up their school uniform from the laundry room. Juicy, a Black-American girl was still in her bed with her eyes shut tightly. She was far into deep slumber and not a mega powered alarm could wake her up. The girls in the big room were busy walking about and were yet to remember the sleeping girl in the bed close to the window. Astrid suddenly looked over and saw her sleeping as usual, she quickly rushed to her shaking her fervently. "Get up, Juicy! We have classes by eight." She said tapping her hand and pulling her hair. It was a tough treatment towards someone that was just waking up but just the right act that pulled her awake. She opened up her eyes and her green eyeballs came into view. She yawned and sat up on the bed briefly stretching herself. "Good morning, Astrid. Thanks for waking me up, again." She said with a hint of weakness. "Are you alright, Juicy? For the past one month, you've been really sleepy and tired in the morning. You used to get dressed before everyone else when we arrived newly, is anything up??" Astrid asked worriedly and drawing near to sit beside her. "I can't say. I also don't know what is wrong with me. Maybe I've been bitten by a sleeping bug?" She speculated and her friend grinned at her. "I think the tsetse fly is only found in Africa or do they exist here?" She asked as her eyes widened. "I don't know!" Juicy rasped and slumped her head back on the pillow. The room was still busy and everyone were almost in their full uniforms. "Do you read at night? After everyone has gone asleep??" Astrid wondered and she sighed. "Before lights out, I'm already sleeping like a pregnant lady!" She blurted. Astrid laughed at her friend's response but she still couldn't help but wonder. Juicy was always punctual and she admired that but how could she change all of a sudden? "Is it a dream?" She asked suggesting and thoughtfully. "Well... I don't know. There is a name that has been going through my mind though." "Really? What name??" Astrid asked curiously. "Ryan. I heard it once or twice. I can't remember where and how." She replied feeling insecure. "Let's go dress up first and talk about this later." She dragged her friend up and they left to take their bath. ^ ^ Ryan snatched the empty bottle from Spike and tossed it through the fence. They were at one of their favorite spots feeding themselves with blood they got from the secret club. After feeding directly from a human, they get filled up bottles that will help them through the day and at night, they come back for more.

I never thought I'd end up like this, accidentally pregnant with the most powerful and notorious Alpha Dragon's child from a one-night stand. Yes, DRAGON, and before that, everyone thought he was a werewolf. * Again, the voice echoed in my mind. "Mate," it murmured, sending shivers down my spine. "Who's there?" I demanded, my voice trembling. Panic bubbled up inside me, causing my breath to hitch and my pulse to race. "Lyra," a deep, sultry voice called out from the shadows. A tall, broad-shouldered figure emerged, his piercing gaze locked onto mine. He was powerfully built. Bigger than my dad at six feet, he had to be at least four inches above that. Fear threatened to consume me, but as I stared into his eyes, a strange sense of comfort washed over me. * Lyra, the daughter of Alpha, is resented by her father for her mother's difficult birth. As a wolfless one, under stepsister's trick, betrayed by her boyfriend, ostracized by her parents, and eventually expelled from the pack. Amazingly, after leaving, she undergoes a rare shift and becomes a precious White Wolf. Ryan, a former prisoner of war and victim of bullying within Lyra's pack, has endured unimaginable hardships that have made him the most powerful leader of his own pack. Fate plays a role and the Moon goddess arranges them to be each other's destined mates. Despite Ryan's hatred for her, it is clear that he is not seeking revenge, but rather to conquer Lyra. From the moment they are reunited, the game begins. The trap of her fated alpha king.

Emberly, an esteemed scientist of the Imperial Federation, took her own life after completing important research. She was reborn, and just like in her first life, she was born into a wealthy family. She could’ve lived a carefree and prosperous life. However, the babies got mixed up in the hospital and she was taken home by another family from the countryside. Her foster parents later found out the truth and brought her to her real family, but they didn’t like her. Her evil adopted sister even loathed her. She was framed and ultimately, she died in prison. But in her next life, she refused to stay a coward and swore she would take revenge on all who wronged her. She would only care about those who were truly good to her and turn a blind eye to her heartless family. In one life, she had once experienced darkness and been trampled upon like an ant. In another, she had stood on top of the world. This time, she only wished to live for herself. As if a switch had gone on inside of her, she suddenly became the best at everything she put her mind to. He won the math contest, topped the college entrance exams, and solved an age old question... Later, she garnered countless scientific research achievements. People who had once slandered her and looked down on her cried bitterly and begged her for a patent authorization. She just sneered at them. No way! This was a world without faith, but the world put their faith in her. Austin, the heir to a powerful aristocratic family in the imperial capital, was cold-hearted and decisive. He scared anyone who laid eyes on him. Unbeknownst to everyone, he doted on one woman: Emberly. Nobody knew that his desire for her grew stronger with every passing day. She brought light to his originally dull and gloomy life.

I am a maid in the minister's residence and was sent to the study because of my lack of education. Just because the minister was in a good mood one day and talked to me more, and even gave me a sachet as a reward, the jealous Theresa, who is also a minister, thought that I had an affair with him. She pretended to arrange for me to marry into a good family, but actually sold me to a whorehouse. I suffered torture and contracted a serious illness, died with resentment and pain, but found myself reborn on the day I was assigned to be a maid again. Since heaven has given me a chance to live again, I will not be polite and will definitely make Theresa, the minister, taste the feeling of being trampled by thousands of people!

My name is Elena. Or it was. Now, I am just a cold memory clinging to our lake house in the Adirondacks. For three years, I' ve watched the garden turn wild, a monument to my forgotten life. Then, an expensive black SUV crunched up the gravel driveway, instantly recognizable as Liam' s. Liam, my husband, stepped out, a stranger in a tailored suit, here for one twisted reason. He was here to force me to give Chloe, his mistress, a kidney. He strutted around, assuming I had simply run away, hiding out of spite. He didn' t know Chloe had already put me in the ground, just feet from our home. He muttered insults about me, calling me lazy, unfocused, nothing like "Chloe." He stormed the house, yelling for me to end my "stupid game," oblivious to my spectral presence. Even when Marcus, our kind handyman, told him I was dead, Liam laughed it off. He dismissed it as another one of my "dramatic tricks," then kicked over the crude wooden cross marking my unmarked grave. His final threat, shouted at empty air, was against our son, Leo, if I didn't appear. I, a helpless ghost bound by love and rage, could only watch this desecration, unable to scream or stop him. It was then, as the cross splintered, that the blinding memory of my death returned, sharp and clear. Chloe, the woman Liam believed, the one he openly preferred, was the architect of my end. She pushed me from the balcony, watched me fall, then paid two local thugs to finish the job. They dragged my broken body into the woods and buried me alive, right here, next to the house. Now, Liam is here, digging with a shovel, convinced he's exposing a charade. But what he's about to unearth isn' t a trick; it' s the brutal, physical proof of a murder he was too blind to see. And the dark truth of his perfect Chloe.

The last thing I saw was Maverick' s powerful hooves, descending on me. I was back, gasping, the thick scent of magnolias filling my lungs at the Claiming Ceremony – the day my life fell apart. Maverick, the champion I had raised from a foal, trotted straight to Charlotte, nuzzling her hand in a blatant act of public rejection. My father, Richard, placed a hand on my shoulder, his grip tight, announcing, "Charlotte has a special connection. You're the older sister, let her have him. It' s for the good of the family's reputation." The jockey I' d helped sneered, "A champion horse needs a champion rider." Charlotte's friends chimed in with fake sympathy, insisting I was never strong enough, that I would have held him back. The humiliation was a physical weight, but this time, in my second chance, I felt only a cold resolve. My father pushed, trying to salvage his scheme, offering me the sickly, seemingly worthless colt, Ash, in exchange. Everyone pitied the broken girl being cast aside, agreeing I was walking away empty-handed. But kneeling beside Ash, I felt a faint, familiar warmth, a deep connection confirming what I suspected: he was my mother' s true legacy, the horse she had left for me. Charlotte, arrogant in her victory, declared, "Let' s perform the bonding ritual now, so everyone can see the true bond between a rider and her horse." I stood, a slow smile spreading across my face. "I agree."

In my past life, on the day my sister and I attended the Witch Coven's matrimonial ceremony, I rescued a distressed vampire prince. In gratitude, upon his return to the clan, the prince promptly declared that I would be his future bride. A year later, I gave birth to a pureblood heir, the sole successor of the entire vampire lineage. The prince was overjoyed, and on the day he was crowned as the prince, he completed the Blood Bond with me, establishing me as his eternal partner and queen, making me respected by all clans. As for my sister, she chose to marry a strong werewolf leader, only to become the most inconspicuous among his many lovers. Her jealousy towards me drove her to madness, culminating in the night of a witch's moonlit gathering when she pushed me off a towering cliff, causing me to die from the fall. When I opened my eyes again, I saw my sister rushing towards the direction of the vampire prince's distress on the day of the matrimonial ceremony. I realized she had been reborn too. Yet, she didn't understand that becoming the prince's bride was easy. Winning his heart and giving birth to his child, however, was an almost impossible task.

Mo Xuetong has lost everything. Her mother, her child, even her servants, have been killed. Betrayed, disfigured, and alone, she dies trying to destroy the people who deceived her… …and wakes up as a child again. Given a second chance, she vows to make things different. This time she will not be a naïve child. This time she is beautiful, cold, and willing to do whatever it takes to get revenge. But her plans are disrupted when she uncovers a thirty year old conspiracy that changes everything. Will she still be able to change her fate? And even if she does, will her new fate be any better, or will her hunger for revenge destroy her?

Cassie was used as a scapegoat by her father to pay for his deceit with the vampire king, who sought to destroy the village of Helvetia. Dragged away by the vampire soldiers, Cassie is taken to their kingdom. Will she survive in this dangerous new world, or will she be consumed by the weight of her father's sins? Watch as Cassie navigates life in the vampire kingdom, facing challenges and discovering what lies ahead.

I woke up floating. Not in a dream, but tethered to a nightmare. My body lay cold on the bed, while my son, Leo, whispered, "Papa won't wake up." My wife, Eleanor, stood by the door, her face a mask of ice. I was a ghost, able to watch, but powerless to intervene. Then Julian Croft appeared, oozing charm and false sympathy. The man who'd received my liver, the root of my demise. Eleanor dismissed Leo's desperate pleas, accusing *me* of manipulation, of using our son. She chose Julian, leaving Leo behind, a small, trembling figure in our empty home. What followed was agony. I watched my seven-year-old journey miles to her office, only to be publicly humiliated, framed by Julian, and then viciously beaten. Eleanor, blind to the truth, abandoned him again, leaving him bruised and alone in a dark alley. My spirit seethed, consumed by a cold, useless rage. How could she believe such lies? How could she discard her own child so easily? The injustice was unbearable. I was murdered, my son brutalized, and the woman I loved stood by my killer. I longed to warn her, to protect Leo, but I was just air. A silent scream. Then Julian delivered the final blow: my little boy was tossed into the freezing Hudson River. But as Leo's small form sank into the darkness, a desperate hope ignited. A stranger, an angel, pulled him from the depths. My death was real, my son's suffering unbearable. And now, the true battle for justice, and for Leo's future, was about to begin.

When I decided to put my job as a sugar baby behind me, I never thought that 3 supernatural men would appear before me. Renald, the spoiled movie star –also a vampire-werewolf hybrid. Tony, the most wanted bachelor in the whole city –who is a demon. And Michael, the cold billionaire –plus an angel. On top of that, my previous sugar daddy admits that he is an immortal sorcerer AND is the other three men’s father! What is going on???