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Fated To Not Just One, But Three

I let out a bitter laugh. “It’s ironic, isn’t it? You spent years making my life a living hell, and now you look at me like I’m the very air you breathe.” Lennox’s face fell. “Olivia, it wasn’t supposed to be like this—” I cut him off, my eyes blazing with anger. “Oh, but it was. You wanted me broken. You wanted me to suffer. And I did.” I paused, my voice trembling. “But not anymore.” Louis, who had been silent, spoke softly. “Olivia, we—” I shook my head and took a step back, putting distance between us. “No. Whatever you think you feel, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. You had a choice. And every single time, you chose her. Over and over again, you chose Anita.” Levi shook his head. “We were wrong.” I met their gazes. “Yes, you were. And now, you’ll have to live with it.” With that, I turned away, refusing to let them see the tears burning in my eyes. •••••••• Olivia Parker was once the cherished daughter of a respected Gamma—until betrayal shattered her world. Branded the daughter of a traitor, she was stripped of her title, her dignity, and the life she had known, forced to serve as an Omega among those who once respected her. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. On the night of the mating ceremony, Olivia discovered the cruelest twist of all—she wasn’t fated to just one mate, but three. And not just any three. Alpha Lennox, Alpha Louis, and Alpha Levi—the ruthless triplet Alphas who had spent years tormenting her. Bound to a marriage they never wanted, the triplets made her life a waking nightmare. They paraded their lover, Anita, before her, ensuring she never forgot her place, never forgot that they would never want her. But fate has a way of playing its own game. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the triplets begin to see Olivia for who she truly is—not just a Luna in title, but the woman they never realized they needed. Only now, she’s done waiting.
Sugarlitics · 5.5m Views

Triplet Alpha's Omega Mate

Lennox cornered her in the hallway, his amber eyes troubled. “You didn’t deserve that.” “Didn’t I?” Olivia challenged. “Wasn’t it you who told the entire pack that the daughter of a traitor should be treated as less than human?” “I was wrong,” he admitted. “We all were.” “Three years, Lennox. Three years of serving as your Omega, of being spat on, of watching you three worship the ground Anita walks on while I’m nothing but a shameful secret.” From the shadows, Levi’s voice emerged. “The Moon Goddess bound us for a reason.” Olivia’s bitter laugh echoed through the corridor. “And you’ve fought that reason every step of the way.” “We didn’t know,” Louis appeared beside his brothers, forming the triangle that had always made Olivia feel trapped. “About your father, about the conspiracy—” “So that’s what it takes?” she asked, voice trembling. “My father’s name being cleared for you to acknowledge me as your Luna? As your mate?” “No,” Lennox reached for her. “It’s seeing your strength, your resilience despite everything we put you through.” “We were cruel,” Levi admitted. “We were wrong,” Louis echoed. Olivia looked at each of them, these three powerful Alphas now regarding her with something approaching reverence. Olivia’s smile held no warmth. “Now I realize some wounds cut too deep to heal. You can’t break someone for years and expect them to be whole for you when it’s convenient.”
Sugarlitics · 1.3m Views

The Curious Case of the Excessively Pampered Divorcee

Fang Ruoye prepared an amazing birthday dinner for her husband, only to have him come home with his pregnant mistress by his side. The pregnant mistress, who identified as Fang Ruoye's best friend, carried the son that Fang Ruoye's husband, Luo Yanming, dreamed of having. The shameless couple anticipated a meltdown, but Fang Ruoye signed the divorce papers that very night and left with her daughter right away. As they were enjoying their dinner, Fang Ruoye pondered what to do next. Just then, her three handsome cousins came to pick them up. --------------- Three luxurious cars stood outside. A black limousine, a vibrant red sports car, and a sunny yellow roofless sedan. The three Jiang brothers each went to their cars and opened the passenger doors like three perfect gentlemen. Jiang Wei stood by his black limousine, Jiang Yue by the sports car, and Jiang Cheng by the roofless sedan. Fang Ruoye and Luo Xianxian stared at the three luxurious cars, one more impressive than the other. Jiang Wei frowned at his brothers. “Obviously, Ruoye and Xianxian are coming with me. You two can follow us in your cars.” Jiang Yue and Jiang Cheng both clicked their tongues in displeasure. “But Big Brother, we all miss Ruoye and Xianxian dearly. You must not monopolize them just because you are older!” Jiang Yue exclaimed. “That’s right!” Jiang Cheng readily agreed. Jiang Wei rolled his eyes and scoffed. “Either way, they are going to stay at my penthouse tonight. I will not take no for an answer.” Jiang Wei walked around his limousine and began dragging the two suitcases into his car. The driver, aghast, gasped in utter bewilderment. He quickly stepped out to help Jiang Wei with the suitcases. “Mommy, I have never ridden a limousine before!” Luo Xianxian exclaimed in excitement. Jiang Yue and Jiang Cheng scowled at each other. If they had known that it would turn this way, they would have brought their own limousines as well!
Lu_Shui · 31.2k Views

Mystery mix

It was my reflection... but it wasn't me. Her skin was pale, her expression colder, crueler - and her eyes glowed bright red. I took a shaky step backward, my eyes never leaving the mirror. My reflection didn't move. That's when I froze. She tilted her head - slow, deliberate - like a doll coming to life. Then suddenly- "Oh my gosh, just quit pretending already!" she snapped, stomping her foot. I flinched. The sound cracked through the silence like a gunshot, echoing in every direction. Her eyes locked onto mine. I couldn't move. There was something in her gaze - not anger, not hatred. Power. She was made of it. Radiating fear like heat off asphalt. She sighed, rolling her eyes with venomous boredom. "You're acting like she was your first kill," she said through gritted teeth. I just stared, my mouth open. Speechless. Because the worst part was... I wasn't sure she was wrong. After studying my expression, she smiled - slow and crooked - a satisfied grin that slithered down my spine. "Anyway," she said, casually brushing imaginary dust off her shoulder, "just thought it right to remind you of your most recent accidents before we note down your next one." My heart skipped. I furrowed my brow, searching her eyes - looking for any flicker of sarcasm, any crack in the madness. Nothing. **Mara Luther thought she was just another spoiled rich girl with a chaotic life. Then the world ripped everything from her hands. What rises from the ruins isn't a victim, but the long-buried truth: Mara is the reincarnation of an ancient empress whose return signals a storm the universe has been terrified of for centuries. Power is waking in her veins, old enemies are stirring, and destiny isn't offering her a crown... it's offering her a catastrophe.
CursedandCrowned · 263 Views