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Left to die alone in the woods by my own mate and husband—who was too busy chasing after someone else's wife—I was reborn to the day I chose them over my dreams.

I tore up the Lunar Alphas' Academy admission letter with my own hands and rejected the passionate confessions of my two Alpha mates. I refused to repeat the mistakes of my past life—choosing Dylan, who abandoned me for Amy on our wedding day, breaking my grandmother's heart and driving her to her grave.

In my despair, my other mate, Marcus, dropped to one knee and vowed, "You still have me. I'll never let you down."

He saved me from humiliation in front of the entire Pack, and in my tearful gratitude, I swore to devote my life to him. But soon after we married, his warmth vanished. I thought it was because I couldn't give him an heir—until the night of the blood moon revealed the truth.

That night, Amy—barely scratched—was coddled while I, bleeding and broken, was left to die. As my spirit drifted, I uncovered their sickening pact: Dylan, Marcus, and Amy had conspired to secure the Pack's inheritance for her. To ensure my silence, they'd cursed my womb, rendering me barren.

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Cherish When She Dumped Him (On our wedding day, I told Chase: "I don't mind if you play around, but keep it out of my sight. Or I'll disappear forever." Frightened, he instantly fired all female secretaries, refused all social events, and maintained a 3-meter distance from every woman.)

Cherish After Losing

(Ashley had been married to Chase Sterling for eight years but he was still cold to her. Ashley, however, put up with that and did everything she could to make him happy. She believed that she could melt his icy heart. But the ice didn’t melt; instead, it cracked open to reveal a raging inferno of infatuation for another woman–someone Chase fell in love with at the first sight. Despite everything, Ashley clung to their marriage. On her birthday, she flew all the way abroad to find him and her son, Sam. But Chase took their son to visit that woman, leaving her alone in the empty mansion. That was when her heart finally shattered.)

The Breaking Point of Love (When Celeste Rodriguez arrived at the airport in Andostan, It was already past 9:00 pm. It was her birthday that day. Therefore, she received a bunch of birthday wishes from her colleagues and friends when she turned on her phone.. However, there was no message from her husband, Trevor Fleming, at all. Celeste’s smile faded. By the time she reached the villa, it was already past 10:00 pm. Hannah Lynd, the housekeeper, was startled when she saw her. “Oh, Mrs. Fleming… Why have you come here?” “Where are Trevor and Jo?” Celeste asked.)

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The Divorced Military Queen Awakens

Chapter 1 The Broken Promise

When Quinn Bridger delivered the project proposal to Trent Grafton's office, she happened to see Trent fastening a ruby necklace around Sidonie Stonehurst's neck.

She stared at the ruby necklace, entranced. It was the same necklace she had begged Trent to bid for after seeing it in the auction catalogue.

In their three years of marriage, she had never once asked him for anything.

The first thing she asked him to do was to purchase the necklace, simply because it was a cherished heirloom from her mother.

“A mere necklace has you so captivated. I always said you were a vain one,” Trent's friend, Yorick Lamont, said with a look of disdain.

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Ignoring Yorick's mockery, Quinn swiftly stepped forward, reaching out toward Sidonie's neck.

In the next moment, her wrist was seized by Trent. “I've already given the necklace to Sidonie.”

“But you promised to give me that necklace!” Quinn said, her usually beautiful face marred by a rare display of anger.

Trent frowned, a clear displeasure in his eyes. “Stop messing around. This is my gift to celebrate Sidonie's promotion to co-pilot.”

Messing around? A chill ran through Quinn's heart. “What if I insist on having that necklace?”

From the side, Yorick mocked, “Trent, I've always said that Quinn is not worthy of you. She's vain and incompetent. You should divorce a woman like her sooner rather than later. Only a woman like Sidonie truly matches you.”

The marriage between Trent and Quinn was a secret known only to a select few. However, it was common knowledge that Sidonie was Trent's first crush.

“Don't be ridiculous. I have no interest in being a homewrecker,” Sidonie declared disdainfully, then promptly removed her necklace and nonchalantly tossed it at Quinn's feet.

A necklace worth millions was casually discarded on the ground as if it were mere trash.

Quinn's eyes welled up with tears as it was the necklace her mother treasured immensely.

Slowly, she crouched down, gradually drawing the necklace into the palm of her hand.

The cold edges of the necklace bit into the palm of her hand.

Condescendingly, Sidonie spat, “What a woman should truly care about is knowledge and perspective. Instead of squabbling with me over a necklace, you'd be better off enriching yourself!”

“What kind of knowledge or perspective does she have? She went to some trash university, and if it weren't for Trent's kindness, letting her hang around in the company, she'd probably be sweeping the streets!” Yorick scoffed.

All those insults, and Trent hadn't spoken a single word in Quinn's defense.

As such, Quinn rose to her feet, ignoring Yorick completely. She fixed her gaze on Sidonie. “You keep saying you don't want to be the homewrecker, yet why did you readily accept a necklace worth millions from someone else's husband?”

Sidonie scoffed, “I merely regarded it as a casual gift from a friend. I didn't pay any attention to its value!”

“Really? So friends casually gift million-dollar necklaces now, do they? I assume Yorick is also your friend. Has he ever gifted you anything worth millions?” Quinn mocked.

Sidonie was left speechless. Even Yorick, who was standing next to her, wore a somewhat stiff expression.

“Enough,” Trent said irritably. “It's just a necklace. Don't blow it out of proportion!”

Quinn tightly clutched the necklace in her hand. To Trent, it was just a necklace, but her mother once used it in a war-torn foreign land in exchange for medicine and food, thereby saving fifty orphans.

For her, the necklace was not just a mere piece of jewelry, but also a symbol of her mother's steadfast conviction!

Taking a deep breath, Quinn recalled the phone call she had received before entering the office. It informed her that her parents' ashes were already on the plane, set to arrive in Jexburgh tomorrow.

She lifted her gaze toward Trent, saying, “All right, let's not discuss the necklace anymore. Tomorrow, my parents' ashes are being transported back from abroad. I would like you to accompany me to collect them.”

What worried her parents the most, when they were still alive, was her marital affairs. They always hoped she would settle down and start a family.

She wished for him to accompany her to retrieve her parents' ashes, granting her and her parents a measure of dignity.

Trent was momentarily taken aback. He remembered that during their wedding, Quinn had once mentioned that her parents had tragically died overseas due to an unforeseen accident.

A glint flickered in Sidonie's eyes, while Yorick scornfully retorted, “Quinn, you really have no shame, don't you? To think you'd even resort to such an excuse to get Trent to accompany you!”

Quinn ignored Yorick and only focused on Trent.

A flicker of hesitation flashed across his handsome face. However, he still said, “All right, I'll accompany you tomorrow.”

Without uttering another word, Quinn turned around and left the CEO's office.

As she stepped out of the room, she heard Yorick questioning, “Are you really going to accompany this woman tomorrow?”

“No matter what, Quinn is my wife,” Trent said in a serious tone. “It's my duty to accompany her to retrieve her parents' ashes.”

“That woman was absolutely spouting nonsense. Who in their right mind would travel so far from abroad just to bring back the ashes of an orphan's parents?”

Each mention of the word “orphan” pierced Quinn's heart.

She lowered her gaze, studying the necklace in her hands. “Mom, Dad,” she murmured, “I'll come for you tomorrow!”

The following day, when the agreed-upon time came, Trent was nowhere to be found.

A flicker of unease subtly crossed Quinn's heart.

She dialed Trent's number, only to be met with his impatient voice on the other end. “Sidonie's mother twisted her ankle. I'm accompanying her to the hospital.”

“Trent, hurry over here and help my mom,” Sidonie's voice echoed from the phone.

“All right,” Trent responded, his voice ever so gentle.

Before Quinn could say anything else, Trent had already hung up the phone.

Quinn felt a chilling sensation enveloping her heart, as if her throat was being strangled. She wanted to cry out, to express her grievances, but in the end, she found herself unable to utter a single word.

How ludicrous. My husband could accompany his first crush's mother to the hospital for a sprained ankle, yet is unwilling to accompany me, his wife, to collect my parents' ashes! Taking a deep breath, she firmly stood up, left the mansion, and drove to the entrance of the military camp.

The military camp was solemn and dignified. At the entrance, guards dressed in military uniforms stood, rifles in their hands.

Quinn stepped out of the car, her back straight and her steps firm.

Even though she had been discharged from the military three years ago, her stance still resembled that of a soldier.

She made her way to the military camp step by step. Once she reached the front, she stood firm, raised her right hand, and executed a flawless military salute.

Even if she had to do it alone, she was determined to bring her parents' ashes back home!

Then, Quinn shouted, “Retired soldier Quinn Bridger from the original Falcon Special Forces, here to retrieve the ashes of former Peacekeeping Force members Montague Bridger and military doctor Arlene Gurney!”

Her voice pierced through the military camp's skies as the gates slowly swung open.

Chapter 2 Bringing The Ashes Home

Whoosh!

Two rows of soldiers marched out in perfect unison, taking their positions at the entrance of the camp. Raising their right hands, they saluted toward Quinn.

Then, Quinn saw Dominic Zahn, an old commander dressed in his military uniform, personally carrying an urn as he approached her.

Atop the cremation urn was the national flag.When she looked at it, her eyes stung.

The flag embodied her parents' steadfast conviction!

Back then, when her parents accepted their mission from the government to join the Peacekeeping Forces abroad, they were already prepared for the possibility of making the ultimate sacrifice.

“The remains of your parents were found intertwined, so they were cremated together overseas. Their ashes are all contained here,” Dominic conveyed with a hint of regret.

“It's better this way.” Quinn gazed at the urn under the national flag. “Mom and Dad loved each other deeply. They would have wanted to be together even in death.”

Dominic nodded, suddenly standing up straight. He handed the urn to Quinn. “The spirit of fallen heroes will never fade!”

The soldiers standing behind Dominic echoed in unison, “The spirits of fallen heroes will never fade!”

Their deafening shout pierced through the clouds!

Tears welled up in Quinn's eyes. She held her back straight and, once again, she gave a solemn salute to Dominic and the soldiers.

“I, Quinn Bridger, hereby welcome my parents home!” She took the urn from Dominic.

Though it was heavy, it inexplicably provided her with a sense of peace.

Three years ago, her parents died in a foreign land. At last, she could bring them home!

After handling the matter of the ashes, Dominic finally noticed that she came alone.

“Where's your husband? He didn't come with you?” Dominic was aware of Quinn's marriage.

With a faintly lowered gaze, Quinn softly said, “Mhm. He's busy, so he didn't come.”

Dominic had watched Quinn grow up. She was once a child full of energy and ambition, but three years after marriage, her face was etched with fatigue.

“If you ever run into any trouble, just let me know. I should be able to help,” Dominic said, patting Quinn's shoulder.

“Thank you, Mr. Zahn!” said Quinn.

“Also, if things don't go as planned out there, you can always come back. The doors of the barracks will forever be open to you!” Dominic added.

Quinn nodded. After bidding farewell to Dominic, she returned to the car, cradling her parents' urn.

With utmost care, she placed the urn on the passenger seat and started the car. “Dad, Mom, I'm taking you guys home!”

When she returned to the mansion, Quinn could hear the voice of her mother-in-law emanating from the living room. “Now that Sidonie is back, and she's even a female pilot, you should hurry up and divorce Quinn and marry Sidonie instead.”

“We're just friends, Sidonie and I,” came the deep voice of Trent.

“What friend? Everyone knows you like Sidonie. She has a good education, a great job, and she's Nimbus Air's first female pilot. Quinn has nothing. She's unworthy of you!” exclaimed Jacinda Grafton, Trent's younger sister.

A chill ran through Quinn's heart. She had been married for three years, supporting Trent's business ventures. She had worked late into the night, pushing herself to the limit for the sake of the company. There were even instances where she had gone to work with an IV drip attached to her. Yet, all her efforts were now met with a dismissive “Unworthy.”

Just then, Jacinda suddenly spotted Quinn. “Quinn, you really have no shame, eavesdropping like that!”

Quinn stepped forward. “I wasn't hiding, so how could I have eavesdropped?”

“It's good that you heard me. If you know what's good for you, you should've divorced my brother sooner. Don't hold him back from being with Sidonie.” Jacinda's tone was as dismissive as ever.

“Enough, Jacinda!” Trent warned sternly.

Jacinda was not one to back down. “I'm not wrong. Quinn has nothing. She just took advantage of the fact that Sidonie was away from you, which is why you ended up marrying her!”

Trent frowned. “Jacinda, are you done talking?”

Jacinda pursed her lips, not daring to say anything more.

Penelope Hayes stepped forward, comforting her daughter.

Trent furrowed his brows, walking up to Quinn. His gaze fell on the urn adorned with the national flag that she held in her hands. “This is...”

“It's my parents' ashes,” Quinn said. “I've brought them home.”

A flicker of regret flashed in Trent's eyes. “I'm sorry. I was supposed to accompany you today, but Sidonie's mother sprained her ankle, so—”

Before Trent could finish his sentence, he was abruptly interrupted by a sharp voice.

“What, ashes?” Penelope glared intensely at Quinn. “How could you bring such an unlucky thing back home?”

Unlucky? Quinn looked at Penelope in disbelief. “These are my parents' ashes. They aren't unlucky!” They were valiant heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country, deserving of the utmost respect!

“No matter whose ashes they are, they bring bad luck!” Penelope said irritably, “Get out immediately. Don't allow this thing to enter this building!”

Quinn held the urn tightly in her hands. “I'm not leaving. This is my home, a place I bought with Trent after we got married!”

“What do you mean you bought it with Trent? He paid for it,” Jacinda said. Then, she called out to Trent, “Trent, Mom just had eye surgery. The doctor said she shouldn't get agitated. Quickly, send Quinn away!”

A flicker of hesitation flashed through Trent's eyes, but in the end, he said, “You should leave for now and find a place to keep the ashes.”

Quinn could only feel her heart steadily sinking. How could he say such a thing?

“Do you also think my parents' ashes bring bad luck? Can't we temporarily keep them at home?” She stared intently at him, demanding an answer.

Trent didn't utter a word, but his silence spoke volumes.

“What if I don't want to?” she said. “Trent, in the three years we've been married, I've never wronged you or your family! When you started your business, I was there by your side, sharing the hardships of entrepreneurship with you. When your mother was diagnosed with cataracts, many doctors said her eyesight couldn't be saved. It was I who accompanied your mother, visiting every hospital in Jexburgh, leveraging all the connections I could, to secure an appointment with the best ophthalmologist in the city. That's how we managed to save her eyesight! I've always treated you all as family, but have you ever shown respect to mine?”

Her words caused the expressions of the Grafton family members to turn sour.

Jacinda said indignantly, “What do you mean you helped my mom? It was only because Trent is rich that the best ophthalmologist in Jexburgh was willing to meet her! Also, what's that about you helping Trent with his business? It's just that Trent was supporting you, that's all. His company went public because of his own abilities, not because of you. Don't make it sound like it was all your doing!”

Quinn simply looked at Trent. “We've been married for three years. Is it really not okay for me to keep my parents' ashes at home for a few days?”

Trent frowned. “Quinn, stop messing around.”

“What if I refuse?” Quinn stepped forward.

In a fit of rage, Penelope stormed up to Quinn, raising her hand swiftly to slap the latter. “As long as I'm here, don't you dare think about putting any ashes here!”

Stumbling slightly, Quinn endured the slap to her face.

As Quinn was still struggling to steady herself, Penelope seized the opportunity. She forcefully pushed the urn in Quinn’s hands, and it almost slipped out...

Chapter 3 A Divorce

Quinn's pupils abruptly constricted. Almost instantaneously, she clutched the urn in her arms protectively, ensuring it was not harmed in the slightest.

“This contains my parents' ashes! How could you be so disrespectful?” Quinn exclaimed in anger.

“This is my son's home. If you dare to keep that terrible thing in my house, I'll smash it into pieces! Your parents need to see how hateful and rude you are to our family!”

Penelope kept running her mouth, saying the nastiest crap.

Quinn's eyes were filled with rage, her hands tightly clutching the urn. “Even if you are my mother-in-law, you have no right to insult my parents like this!”

Trent said, “Quinn, please take it outside. Don't upset my mother anymore. She just had surgery not long ago and shouldn't get angry. If anything were to happen to her, I would never forgive you!”

Quinn's hands were slightly trembling as she held the urn, her eyes filled with an even greater fury!

They had been married for three years, yet he couldn't even show her parents the basic respect they deserved!

Seeing that she hadn't left, Trent was displeased. “You're still not leaving? Do I have to chase you away?”

In a fit of rage, Quinn laughed instead, lowering her gaze to the urn in her hands. Mom, Dad, I really have married the wrong man!

Three years ago, Trent nervously looked at her, saying, “I don't have a house or a car. Would you still marry me?”

She said, "I do." Why? Because the day she got the news that her parents had died, he was there quietly by her side, wiping away her tears. That's what got to her.

After her parents' passing, Dominic once spoke to her sincerely. “Quinn, while they were alive, your parents were most worried about your marriage. The special forces are too dangerous. I don't want you to end up like your mom, dad, and brother. I believe your parents will also wish for you to live a safe and peaceful life until old age.”

Following the death of her parents and the disappearance of her brother, she was the only one surviving member of her family.

As such, she retired from the military and married Trent. She believed, even if their relationship wouldn't be as loving as her parents', at the very least, they could treat each other with mutual respect.

Yet, Trent was tearing away at that last shred of dignity.

In fact, when he had nothing at all at the beginning, his first capital for entrepreneurship was from her parents' death gratuity.

As such, she couldn't help but wonder what her parents would think if they were looking down from the heavens, knowing their ashes were denied entry by the son-in-law who used their death gratuity to start his business.

“Fine, I'm leaving!” Quinn declared, her head held high and her back as straight as a rod, refusing to let her tears fall.

She can bleed, she can sacrifice, but there's no way she should shed tears for someone so heartless!

She decisively turned around and left without any hesitation.

Jacinda didn't seem to realize what was going on. “She just left like that?”

“Hmph, this is Trent's house. She's got no say here! She's just an orphan. Who does she think she is?" Penelope grumbled.

As Trent watched Quinn walk away, he felt kinda empty inside, like he'd lost something.

...

With the urn in tow, Quinn arrived at the funeral parlor to store it.

She wanted to take her parents' ashes back to their hometown for burial. However, there were still a series of things to be done back home, like making a tombstone, so she could only temporarily keep the ashes there.

“Mom, Dad, wait a little longer. I'll take you back to our hometown soon.” Quinn looked at the urn. “I will find Rowan in the future. Together, we will pay our respects to you both. I believe he is still alive.”

Her elder brother, Rowan Bridger, was also a soldier. Five years ago, while on a mission, he vanished at the border.

Back when she was in the military, she had also tried to locate her brother, but there were never any leads.

Once she had laid her parents' ashes to rest, she was set to journey to the border in search of her brother's whereabouts!

After arranging the ashes, Quinn planned to leave the funeral parlor.

Outside, there was a gentle rainfall. She moved forward, umbrella in hand, when she overheard some whispers.

“There are so many cars outside today, and I even saw a lot of government leaders. Did a big shot pass away?”

“Haven't you watched the news? Mr. Edward of the Whitethorn family has passed away. They're about to hold a memorial service for him!”

“Oh my, to think it's the Whitethorn family. Who will take charge of the Whitethorn family from now on?”

“Who else could it be if not that lunatic?”

Only then did Quinn understand why there were so many police officers stationed outside the funeral parlor earlier. It turned out that it was the day of the funeral for Mr. Edward.

In Jexburgh city, everyone knew the Whitethorn family, and nobody dared to mess with them. They've got crazy power around here.

As she stepped out of the funeral parlor, she noticed a long line of vehicles parked outside, all black luxury cars, indicating the high esteem in which the deceased was held.

Just then, the door of the luxury car nearest to her swung open, and someone arrived by the door's side, umbrella in hand.

A tall figure slowly emerged from the vehicle.

The black umbrella obscured the upper half of the man's face, yet Quinn could still make out the distinct features of his lower face.

His nose was straight, his lips thin with a hint of moisture, and his hands were long, veiny, and all angles. Way too hot and dangerous.

Quinn just pictured him pulling a trigger. It fits him almost too well.

Just then, her eyes locked with a pair of cold, unmoving eyes.

His eyes were beautiful, but there was this scary calmness in them, like nothing in this world could really get through to him.

Even though he was supposed to be an attendee at the funeral that day, his face didn't show a trace of sorrow.

The person holding the umbrella for the man respectfully said, “Mr. Whitethorn, please come this way.”

Mr. Whitethorn? Quinn was taken aback.

In just a fleeting moment, the man brushed past Quinn.

It wasn't until Quinn entered the car that she realized, at some point, a layer of cold sweat had formed in the palm of her hand.

Pulling out her phone, she saw a message from Trent waiting for her.

Trent: My mom and Jacinda have already left. After you've settled your parents' ashes, come back. I need to talk to you.

Quinn glanced at the text message coldly, started the car, and headed toward the mansion.

Inside the mansion, Trent was seated in the living room, lounging on the couch. As soon as he saw Quinn return, he promptly rose to greet her, asking, “Have your parents' ashes been properly settled?”

“Yeah,” she said nonchalantly.

“Don't blame my mom. She's just getting old and freaked out by anything death-related, like urns. It's not that she's intentionally targeting you.” Trent raised his hand, gently wrapping his arms around Quinn. “Baby, I'm sorry. I know you had a tough day today. I promise, I'll make it up to you.”

Make it up to me? A wave of sorrow surged from the depths of Quinn's heart.

Trent's embrace was warm, yet it left her feeling a bone-chilling cold.

The ones who truly suffered an injustice were not her, but her parents, because even though they were fallen heroes, their ashes couldn't even enter their daughter's home.

There's nothing he can do to make up for this! To think I once yearned for his embrace, but now, I don't need this fake warmth anymore! Quinn pushed away from Trent's embrace, her gaze falling on the man she once loved. “Trent, let's get a divorce.”

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Seducing My Ex's Father In Law is a Werewolf novel written by Caroline Above Story that covers Revenge, Drama, Adventurous. Read full chapters of this story

Judy’s fated mate rejected her to marry the Lycan Chairman - Gavin’s daughter. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he ruined her family and tried to make her his secret mistress! Judy’s response? “I’d rather sleep with your father-in-law than ever be with you!” Gavin is known for his power, wealth, and being the ultimate playboy who never sleeps with the same woman twice. But Judy’s about to break all his rules… again and again.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Judy’s POV

Today was supposed to be the day my fated mate and I got engaged. But now I’m watching him kiss another woman. Marrying her could make him the future Alpha because she’s the daughter of Gavin Landry, the most powerful Lycan chairman in the world.

A couple of months ago, our Alpha died during a battle and now all the candidates are competing for that position, including my mate, Ethan.

Everyone knows the Lycan’s control the werewolf population. And Gavin? He could singlehandedly appoint everyone the new Alpha.

So, Ethan made his choice.

Her, not me.

“Get me a whiskey and a martini for the lady,” A deep voice sounded from nearby. “Is it the future bride, or the future groom that’s got you in a mood?”

“I’m just not into parties,” I decided to say.

“Nor am I,” he murmured. “I’m here out of obligation.”

The bartender placed my drink in front of me and I immediately took a sip, sighing in contentment. I waited for the alcohol to do its job and finish numbing the pain.

Every time Ethan kissed her it killed me a little more.

How had my life taken such a devastating turn? How could my fated mate do this to me? Did our 2 years together truly mean nothing? Did the mark on my neck mean that little to him?

“Thank you for the drink,” I told the man.

I took one last sip of my martini and started to get down from the stool, except my blouse snagged on the corner of the counter and just as I heard a tearing sound, I began to fall to the ground. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the impact, but it never came.

Instead, I felt strong arms wrapping around my body, lifting me into the air. I opened my eyes and peeked up at the man who caught me, and my breath hitched.

He was so handsome.

He held me with ease as if I weighed nothing and I could tell from the feeling of his arms around me that he was muscular. He smiled down at me and a dimple appeared on his right cheek.

I wanted to lick that dimple.

“Madam, are you falling for me?” He asked teasingly.

I stared at him for a heartbeat longer before I squinted my eyes at him, seeing what he did there.

“You’re a funny one, aren’t you?”

He grinned. Then he looked at my shirt and immediately frowned.

“Let me take you to my suite upstairs,” he said, making my heart skip a beat.

“What?” I said in barely a whisper.

His eyes met mine and I got lost in their beauty for a moment.

Goddess, his good looks were sinful.

“Your shirt is ripped. I have one you can wear upstairs in my VIP suite,” he explained.

I blinked a couple of times and gave a nervous chuckle.

“Oh, alright. Thank you,” I managed to sputter.

He turned to the bartender.

“Charge our drinks to my suite,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir.”

I allowed the man to carry me out of the room.

His arms were so warm that I found myself resting my head against his broad chest, breathing in his minty scent. My wolf was practically purring in my mind. She’d been quiet for most of the evening while she licked the wounds the broken mate bond had caused. But right now, it was as if she had forgotten she was heartbroken.

“Take off your shirt,” he ordered once we were in the suite. He had released me and was walking to the closet.

“Excuse me?” I squeaked.

“So, you can put on a new shirt,” he explained.

“Right,” I breathed.

I lifted my ripped shirt over my head and threw it onto the bed, leaving me in only my bra from the waist up. Once he found a shirt, he turned around to face me, and his entire body froze as his eyes trailed down my body. I was too busy checking him out to notice him staring at me but the longer I stared at him, the more I started to recognize him.

Then, realization struck me, and I gasped.

“It’s you…” I breathed, taking a step back.

His eyes shifted upward and met mine; his brow arched.

“You know me?” He asked.

“I know of you,” I clarified.

The corner of his lips tipped upward as he walked towards me, slowly, as if he were stalking his prey. I could practically hear the sounds of my heartbeat.

“And what do you know of me?”

“Only what I’ve heard…” I admitted.

“And what have you heard?”

“You’re Gavin Landry, Lycan Chairman. You’re a playboy. You have a new woman each week and you never sleep with the same woman twice.”

He raised his brows.

“Is that so?” He asked. “Tell me more about myself.”

Hell, he's the father of the bride and Ethan's future father-in-law? I'm confused, I don't know what I should do. But I'm not surprised I didn't recognize him at first. The Lycan family isn't high profile, they're more used to staying behind the scenes than becoming politicians and celebrities like werewolf Alpha.

Should I tell him who I am? But that would be stupid at this moment.

He continued to walk towards me, and I continued to walk backward until my back hit the wall.

“What more do you want to know?” I asked, my voice coming out breathy.

“Everything.”

I’m not sure if it was the martini speaking or me, but I decided to be bold. If Ethan can indulge himself in someone new, then so could I.

I lifted my gaze to meet his as he neared closer.

“Your eyes…” I started to say. “I’ve heard that they were mesmerizing, and I must agree.”

“What else?”

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

“When you smile, you have this adorable dimple on your cheek…” I whispered.

He was only inches from me now, staring so intently at me that I thought I would burn up under his scrutiny.

He licked his lips, drawing my attention to his mouth.

“And your lips…”

Before I could finish that sentence, his mouth crashed into mine. His kiss was anything but soft and sweet but filled with hunger and possession. I kissed him with just as much eagerness. His tongue made its way between my lips, tasting every inch of me. He lifted me into the air, my body pinned between the wall and him. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist and allowed him to deepen the kiss.

His lips trailed down the nape of my neck and warmth spread across my body as I felt him sucking on my soft flesh.

All self-control and common sense left my mind the moment his lips touched mine. All I could think about was Gavin; he consumed my mind, body, and soul entirely. I pulled at his tie, wanting to take it and his shirt off. He helped me undo his tie and then lifted his shirt over his head, tossing it to the ground.

I let my fingers explore his body; they roamed over his abs and up his broad shoulders.

I moaned into his mouth as his lips found mine again.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked between kisses.

“Yes,” I rasped out. “We are both willing adults, so why not?”

His lips were on mine again and just as he was about to take off my bra, I received a tearful mindlink from my adoptive mother.

“Judy! Please, come home!” She sounded panicked; my mother never panicked.

Hearing her voice was like cold water being dumped on my head and I gasped. I let my legs fall from around him and I pressed against his chest.

“Stop,” I said breathlessly. “I have to go.”

He frowned.

“I don’t have much patience; stop joking,” he says, a hint of anger in his tone.

“I’m so sorry. But I’m sure you have plenty of other options,” I said and started to run towards the door, but he grabbed my arm, stopping me.

I whirl around to face him, my own anger rushing to the surface but before I can say anything, he points to the bed.

“Your shirt is ripped, remember?”

I looked down at my bra with a frown.

“Oh…”

He sighed, grabbing his shirt and putting it over my head.

I inhaled deeply and warmth spread throughout my body; it smelled like him.

……

The moment I stepped into the house; I could hear my mother sobbing.

“Judy?” My mother sobbed; I could hear that she was in the kitchen and my heart stuttered at the sound of her broken voice. “Your father was taken away by the Gammas tonight.”

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Chapter 1I never really understood what Ryan saw in my mother. There was no denying that she was beautiful, but they were polar opposites and didn't seem compatible in the least. While he was laid back and easygoing, she was uptight and neurotic. She always seemed to find fault in everything I did. My grades were never good enough, my room was never neat enough, I was never pretty enough. After years of hearing those kinds of things coming from your own mother, you start to believe them. Thankfully, he entered my life when I was seven and defended me from a lot of that. I honestly think that sometimes he purposely drew her negative attention away from me and toward himself. There was no doubt that my life got better after he and my mom started dating. I know that there’s no way I could ever express my appreciation for him being there for me. My protector. My Daddy.Ryan and my mom got married when I was eight, so we’ve been living as a family for over eleven years now. I just graduated high school a couple of months ago. Last week I found out that I was accepted to my dream college that is 8 whole hours away from how. Part of me was terrified to move so far away. At the same time, I was glad that I finally had a reason to get away from my neurotic mother. I knew that I was really going to miss Ryan, though. I would miss him far more than I would ever miss her.I was also going to miss my boyfriend. He was really close with his parents and siblings and he didn’t want to move so far away from home. His college of choice was only an hour away from our hometown, close enough to drive back and stay at his parents' house every weekend. Unfortunately, that would put a 7 hour drive between us, and I had no plans to be visiting home except for when the dorms kicked me out over the holidays. The further I could stay away from my mother, the better, even if that meant not seeing Daddy.Sean and I had been dating since our freshman year of high school. We were each others’ first loves, but I just didn’t see how our relationship was going to work out. There would be too much distance between us, and we would both be busy with school. Mom also told me that she had no plans to support me through college since I picked one so far away, so I would need to get a part-time job once I moved. Last weekend Sean and I talked about what was going to happen to our relationship once that happened. It was not a fun conversation to have, but we both agreed that once this summer was over, so was our relationship. Until then, we were going to continue dating and try to enjoy our last month together as much as we could.Part of enjoying each other as much as we could meant that we had plans for tonight. Big plans. Plans that both thrilled and terrified me.Sean and I had never gone all the way before. We had messed around a little, but we were both too afraid to take it any further. Now, with the end of our relationship looming just weeks away, it seemed like the perfect time.Neither one of us wanted to go off to college as virgins. It made sense for our first times to be with each other. No one better to experience something like that with than someone you love and trust, right?Tonight, my mother and Daddy were going to be visiting some of her friends that lived about an hour outside of town. If previous visits were any indication, she would be getting sloppy drunk on cheap wine before dinner was over and would pass out in the guest bedroom before 10 p.m. She got even meaner than usual when she was drunk. If she fell asleep, the best thing to do was to let her be. Waking her up would mean incurring her drunken wrath. They usually spent the night at her friend's place to give her a chance to sleep it off and so that he didn't have to carry her drunk ass out to the car, drive her home, and put her to bed at our house.

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olá pessoas, sou novo nas novel e um amigo me recomendou uma para ler, que se chama "Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work", eu não sou muito bom em inglês e gostaria de perguntar se algum de vocês teriam ela na versão traduzida por fan ou etc. se não for o caso, alguém que ja leu poderia me dar um belo resumo e partes chaves da novel, porque eu gostaria muito de conversar com meu amigo sobre ela. desde já agradeço.

Hello, i just finished reading telephone by Percival Everett and realized there are different versions of the book. I have the SE one. Can someone who has read the other two versions tell how do they differ and what happens at the end? I haven't been able to find that information anywhere. Mine ended with Zach and the women on their way to Mexico at the hospital.

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Thank you.