How Do Members Of Katseye Fanfictions Portray The Angst And Reconciliation In Romantic Relationships?

Aubrey longed for just one night of pleasure with the Alphas son in bid to get him out of her system and what better day could it be to do so than the night before his wedding? Especially if he was the one that had initiated it. What was meant to be a night of secret pleasure turns into a scandal and ruins Aiden's wedding hereby causing his Coronation to be held on a standstill, to Aiden's dismay. Her claim of having a night with him as the pictures indicated angered him and, fueled with anger Aiden disgraced and slutshames her. In shame and unknowingly pregnant, Audrey is forced to flee her home and leave her life behind. Years later, a knock interrupts the usual banter of her children, only to discover that her presence is needed to cure the land of the pandemic threatening clear the existence of werewolves. Aubrey, now a famous and renowned doctor and married to Hayden, the man that had held her today when she felt like she had no one. They are a little bit too late as she had moved on and wasn't about to let go of the only thing that had kept her normal over the years. The brothers who once betrayed her in their different ways now find themselves at odds - one seeking her forgiveness, and the other hoping to use her for his ends but amidst their differences both of them share a common goal, getting her back by all means. A choice must be made, The Angel, Devil, or the man that had been there for her at her weakest, or why not all? Audrey must decide whether she can let go of the past before it affects everything and everyone around her.

He ripped out her heart like their five years of marriage meant nothing. Reborn into the past, Sovia Henric swears she will never repeat the same mistake—never fall for her enemy again. This time, she will take revenge on everyone who betrayed her. But fate plays a cruel game. An arranged marriage pushes her toward Prince Janova—her executioner. Determined to rewrite her destiny, Sovia chooses a new path: Prince Zadekiah, her former husband’s brother… the man who had secretly been obsessed with her since their first life. With her mother plotting to use her for power and prophecy looming over her existence, Sovia must decide… Will she claim her revenge? Or will she become the weapon destined to destroy the supernatural world itself?

Five years ago, my brother's fiancée died because of me. Five years later, I'm burned to a crisp and laid out on his autopsy table.

Bertrand Callum was a well-known lawyer in our circle and my fiancé. We had agreed to go on our honeymoon right after registering our marriage. But he broke that promise again and again. He took his secretary to every place I had dreamed of visiting. On my birthday, he brought her to Saltorlini, the place we had planned to go together. Later, he gave up our marriage registration just because she had sprained her ankle. Even when I was in a car accident and on the verge of death, he hung up on my call for help because of something she said. After I recovered, I went alone to Acreatic, a place I had always longed to see, and moved out of the home we once shared. A week after I left, Bertrand called to scold me. "Annie, you need to stop overreacting. Are you really going to divorce me over something so trivial?" I wanted to remind him that we had never actually registered our marriage. But ultimately, I shut up and said nothing. After all, there was nothing between us anymore.

After six years with Joel, Lyra landed in the hospital—sick and drained. The day she got discharged, she caught something in the hallway she wasn't supposed to hear. "Joel Fenwick, are you out of your mind? You gave Lyra's bone marrow to Renee without telling her? You knew her health was trash and lied about it being a stomach issue just to make her do it?" Renee. Joel's childhood flame. The girl he never got over. Lyra didn't cry. Didn't freak out. She just picked up the phone, called her parents overseas, and said yes to an arranged marriage with the Windsors.

My marriage certificate with Shane Galingston was lost again. By the time we went to replace it for the ninth time, his childhood sweetheart deliberately raised her voice as she said, "Lily has been divorced eight times and has had nine abortions. She also has AIDS and syphilis… practically every vice in the book. Did you know all that?" With a loud crash, a newlywed couple sitting nearby was so startled that they fell to the floor, groaning in pain. In an instant, contemptuous and disgusted gazes poured in from all directions, pinning me in place. The icy slime of rotting refuse dripped down my face, chilling not just my skin but my heart as well. This time, I didn't hold back. I turned and walked straight toward the complaint counter. But Shane, who had stayed silent all along, suddenly grabbed my arm. He wiped the filth from my face and coaxed me in a low, gentle voice. "Don't be angry. She's just childish—she likes to fool around. She didn't mean to smear your name. "Besides, she's not targeting you. She's just throwing a tantrum at me. How could I not know what kind of person you are?" As he spoke, he shot his childhood sweetheart a helpless yet indulgent glance. "Go ahead and help us reissue—" I pushed his hand away without expression and cut him off. "No need. Let's get a divorce."