Mr. Edwards! Mrs. Edwards, she's jeopardising the party! "Let her be, I like the way she does it" "Mr. Edwards! Mrs. Edwards smashed the studio!" "Take people, surround the live broadcast room, and ask the person in charge to come out and apologize to Mrs. Edwards!" Mr. Edwards! Mrs. Edwards is making trouble again! "Well, tell the entire upper class, I cover for her!"
Crystal was dead.
Her body sank into the lake, along with her newly born twins, a son and a daughter.
Her soul was trapped at the bottom of the lake with her physical body.
She tried countless times to rush over to pick up the children, but every time she passed through the bodies of the children, she couldn't touch them at all.
"Buzz!"
A group of creatures at the bottom of the lake swarmed over and surrounded her and the children's bodies, beginning to bite them.
"No, no!"
She tried to drive them away like crazy, but in vain.
Her soul seemed to be torn apart and burned by the raging fire, but it couldn't compare with the pain at the moment.
She actually... actually watched as her children were bitten...
Hatred, monstrous hatred!
At this moment, a beam of light slowly broke through the darkness at the bottom of the lake.
Crystal thought, "Does someone come?
"Save my children!"
But seeing the person diving into the water, her soul suddenly trembled.
How could it be... How could it be Jason?
More than half a year ago, she escaped from Jason with her pregnant children. How could he still come to find her?
Jason definitely didn't know that these two children were his.
To her surprise, Jason brought her and the children to the shore.
And her soul could come up together.
"Mr. Edwards, I've contacted the funeral house. We can send Crystal and the children over directly." Owen said.
Without saying a word, Jason took her and the children home.
He personally freshened her up, helped her change into clean clothes, and then carried her into a large room.
The room was decorated in pink and looked like a girl's. It was Crystal's favorite princess style when she was alive.
There was an ice coffin in the room. Jason held her in his arms and stood beside the ice coffin for a long time before putting her into it.
After staring at her for a long time, Jason bent down and kissed her on the lips.
Jason kissed her?
Crystal felt as if her soul was trembling.
At the same time, she could clearly feel Jason's sadness and reluctance to part with her, but... she had never thought that Jason would have such deep feelings for her.
No, she hadn't even thought that Jason would have feelings for her.
The two children were also dressed up by him in a clean and beautiful way. They were placed on both sides of her body as if they were asleep.
In the next two years, Crystal finally witnessed Jason's madness.
This man first let those who killed her die one by one in despair and extreme fear.
Furthermore, with all the financial resources of the Edwards Group, he had gathered the best doctors in the world just to develop a medicine that could bring the dead back to life for Crystal.
As a soul, Crystal felt that Jason was crazy, but this man didn't listen to anyone's persuasion and insisted on doing it on his own way.
In the past two years, Crystal had been fed countless drugs, but there was no sign of her waking up.
For her, he had not slept well for almost two whole years.
He worked by her side day and night. When he was exhausted, he slept for a few hours leaning against the ice coffin. For two years, there were only two nights when Jason was not in this room.
He asked the chef to prepare nutritious food for the three meals a day. He put it next to her ice coffin and prepared fork and knife for her and the children, as if they were a family of four eating together.
However, the three chairs beside him were always empty. He was alone and he did not eat much.
"Mr. Edwards, Crystal has been dead for two years!"
"Even if you put her in the ice coffin and keep her body from rotting, she is already a corpse. You can touch her. She is as cold as ice!"
Finally, Owen knelt on the ground and begged him.
"That's right. Jason, listen to him." Crystal also wanted to say that. "Just take it as me begging you."
But Jason couldn't hear anything. He kicked Owen in the chest. "Get lost!"
Owen fell to the side, and Jason spat out a mouthful of blood.
At that time, Crystal's soul was floating in front of Owen, and the hot blood directly spurted out through her soul.
In an instant, she felt that her soul was burning, and she was in so much pain.
What was even more unacceptable to her was...
Jason fell to the ground because of exhaustion and never woke up again. He died next to her body.
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?