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The Unfortunate Burglar
Once upon a time in the sleepy town of Grumbleton, there lived a man named Henry. Henry was a well-intentioned, yet incredibly unlucky burglar. Yes, you heard that right - a burglar with the worst luck imaginable.
One gloomy evening, Henry decided to break into the house of Mrs. Abernathy, an eccentric old lady known for her peculiar taste in garden gnomes. Little did Henry know that this particular night would be far from ordinary.
Equipped with his trusty flashlight and a bag for his loot, Henry crept towards Mrs. Abernathy's house. As he approached the front door, he accidentally tripped over a wayward garden hose and crashed face-first into a rose bush. Ouch!
Unfazed by his floral encounter, Henry regained his composure and continued with his ill-fated mission. He carefully picked the lock, or at least attempted to, but instead managed to snap the pick in half, leaving the door firmly shut and him bewildered.
Undeterred, Henry resorted to Plan B - climbing through an open window. As he hoisted himself up, his shoelace got caught on a nearby flowerpot, causing him to dangle awkwardly in mid-air like a bumbling acrobat.
Finally freeing himself from the clutches of the determined flowerpot, Henry tumbled into Mrs. Abernathy's living room. However, his landing was far from graceful. He crashed into a stack of antique plates, setting off a chain reaction that resembled a symphony of shattering glass.
Just as Henry tried to recover from the shattered mess, he heard a faint noise coming from the hallway. It was Mrs. Abernathy's pet parrot, Polly, who had been awakened by the commotion. In a moment of panic, Henry whispered, "Stay quiet, Polly. It's just your friendly neighborhood burglar."
To Henry's utter astonishment, Polly responded, "Friendly neighborhood burglar? Well, that's a new one!"
Henry's eyes widened in disbelief. He had never encountered a talking parrot before, let alone one with a sarcastic sense of humor.
As he pondered his next move, Mrs. Abernathy's voice boomed from the hallway, "Polly, who are you talking to?"
Thinking quickly, Henry mustered his best parrot impersonation and squawked, "Squawk! Just practicing my parrot skills, Mrs. Abernathy. Polly and I were having a friendly conversation!"
Mrs. Abernathy seemed satisfied with the explanation and returned to her slumber, leaving Henry in a state of bewildered relief.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."