Bubble Guppies Dragon Crying Novels & Stories

My pregnant colleague told me to get her a drink. However, she had severe stomach ache after the drink and suffered a miscarriage. In the hospital, she was crying about how I harmed her. Her family members beat me up badly, even extorted 150 thousand dollars in compensation from me. I made a police report and was ready to take legal action against them. However, his mother-in-law pushed me to the middle of the road, and I was crushed to death by being run over by a truck.

When I got into a car accident, Carter was busy throwing a birthday party for his assistant. I was scrolling through my phone and somehow ended up tapping on the Love Pawnshop. Without really thinking, I hit the button to pawn my love. Five days later, the pawnshop took back every bit of love I had left to give, and there he was, Carter, on his knees, crying his heart out, begging me for another shot. But the thing is, once love is pawned, it’s almost impossible to get back.

He leans his face close to mine, so close that I could feel his breath licks the skin of my face while his fingers wrapped around my chin. My skin tingles at the point of contact. Sparks of electricity traveled from his skin to mine, igniting a kind of hunger I've never felt before. I hold my breath. Unable to move or think, other than let him sucked me deep in his hypnotizing stormy orbs. “One of these days your stupid dreams will get you killed.” I heard him say. And then he's gone and so was the bubble of that brief magical moment. Funny, he is one of those stupid dreams. ••• Meet Victoria Lyn de Cordova a.k.a Sarah Brewer a 24-year-old, hopeless romantic runaway princess from a small hidden Kingdom of Terra. Fueled with fear of marrying a man who was rumored to be an a merciless assassin, she runs away from the place she called home. Meet Alaric Mendez a Hispanic rogue assassin that has only one mission and that was getting his revenge from an unknown enemy that killed his family. A runaway Princess and a broken anger-driven Assassin in a story of love, hope, and healing. Will their newfound love would be enough to heal the wounds from the past or will they let the past hunt them down to wound them apart?

After Pierce Emery and I got back together, I started "renting him out." Every time his old flame, Daphne Roach, called him away, I stopped crying and causing scenes like before. I charged by the hour instead. Ten grand an hour during the day. Twenty at night. Triple on holidays. Three months later, my account was up almost two million dollars. Pierce had promised to help me pick a dress for a banquet, but Daphne called him crying, saying she'd sliced her hand while cooking. I didn't even look up. I just held out my phone with the payment screen open. One night, I came down with a brutal fever. While Pierce was driving me to the hospital, his phone rang again. Daphne. He stared at the screen for a long second before answering. Her voice came through shaky and tearful. "Pierce, the thunder's so loud. I can't sleep. Can you come stay with me?" I quietly pulled out an umbrella and told him to let me out at the next intersection. He looked at me like he wanted to explain something, but I just smiled. "Don't forget to transfer the money." The same thing happened again on the day our daughter went in for her routine checkup. Except this time, she was the one asking him for money.

WARNING: This book is for mature readers only. Content is dark, strongly 18+, Readers Discretion is adviced. "Four months, babe. And I'm promising you the best life..." The nerve of him to call me 'babe' on our first date. This man is damn straightforward. "Best sex, I'd make your fantasies come true." He brought his hand to be exposed thigh. "Ohh yeah?" He nodded. "You're catching up quickly. So, what do you say, babe? Let's get on with the contract." I wiped my mouth with the napkin on the table, standing up slowly. "I'm sorry to burst your bubble, Mr Whatever Your Name Is. I'm not a whore. Go find yourself one to fulfill what ever sick fantasies you have in your brain." "Wait..." "Don't touch me. I'm done with this conversation." **************** Evelyn's four months vacation turns into a four months contract no strings relationship with a wealthy billionaire, Killian. As their relationship progresses, Evelyn slowly falls in love with Killian. Killian on the other hand feels his guarded heart melting away by Evelyn's genuine affection. But, what then happens when their no strings relationship ends with their hearts still yearning for each other?

What the fuck!” Terrence shouted. Terrence Jude Alvarez. He is a young multi-billionaire business person and at the same time a mafia. Everyone was frightened of him because of his way of killing. He is powerful in the underground, the world where mafias belong. He sells anything, everything, and no one can stop him. “Please, don’t!” Ayiesha’s crying plea. Meet Ayiesha Claire Montebon, the daughter of a billionaire, the wife of Terrence Jude Alvarez. But, the accident happened. She had amnesia. And Terrence is in a state of coma. Will they meet again? However, does Terrence say goodbye to Ayiesha forever?

"They hunted me because I was a freak. Now, they’ll bow because I’m their only hope." Cara never asked to be a living bridge between three ancient powers. As a rare hybrid—part lethal Wolf, scorching Dragon, and ethereal Fae—she is the ultimate prize in a supernatural cold war. For years, she lived in the shadows, haunted by a past where truth and myth collide. But the shadows are catching up. With a relentless enemy rising and ancient alliances crumbling, Cara is no longer just a target; she is a weapon. As her dormant powers stir and prophetic visions bleed into reality, she is thrust into a war that transcends the mortal realm. To survive, she must master: The Wolf’s primal, bone-snapping strength. The Dragon’s scorched-earth fire. The Fae’s deadly, deceptive wisdom. In a world where trust is a liability, Cara must stop fighting her nature and start wielding it. But for a hybrid, destiny is a double-edged blade. To save the supernatural world from tearing itself apart, she must risk losing her humanity to the very power she was born to command. One girl. Three bloodlines. Zero mercy. #BadassHeroine #WolfHybrid #DragonShifter #FaeWar #HiddenPower #Prophecy

I was diagnosed with cancer. After much deliberation, I called my husband. He fell silent for a long while. “Most of our mortgage is unpaid, and our children need money for school. You should go for conservative treatment.” I called my mother while weeping. “You’re so troublesome. None of my friends or family have cancer!” I stopped crying and started living for myself. God favored me and let me see reality early in my life. He even gave me a chance to start over.

"You can run, but you can't hide from your mate, Astrid." __ He was darkness itself and she was the light that invaded his space. When Astrid Vance's eighteenth birthday was near that she would become the Alpha of the moon claw pack, a war invaded her pack, stripping her of her power, her pride and everything she ever owned. Thrown into prison for many years. Now, Astrid is out, demoted to nothing but an Omega, serving her enemy's son, fate takes a change when her mate turns out to be her enemy's son, Alpha Zeke. She will take back her pack, even if it means blending to his games and rules, after all, she's the true Alpha. When visions, secrets and dark pasts start to unravel. Can the light truly overcome the darkness?

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my husband, Damian Pyke, once again left me for his first love. He said, "Taking care of a child alone isn't easy for Waverly. You're both women—can't you show her some understanding?" Not only was I willing to understand Waverly Benson, but I was also ready to step aside entirely so they could raise her child together. So, I packed my bags and applied for an overseas architecture program through my workplace. However, he eventually regretted it, crying and begging me not to go.