Fin Heureuse

There was one rule in HQ that everyone worshipped with their life: ‘Never leave these two alone in a fucking room.’ But these days, 'Never leave these two alone in a room. They'll be fucking.' ~~~~~~~~~ Elijah Lancaster has never been enough-- not for his family and certainly not for himself. Born as a regular Alpha in a dominant Alpha family, Elijah has become a ridicule and must constantly prove his worth. At 24, he's a shadow of the boy he once used to be-- a walking bag of insecurities, a pawn and a man he can hardly recognize. His heartache runs deeper, especially around William Sterling, a boy he once used to know and love, but everything changed when blows exchanged and harsh words were spoken. Now William is back in his life-- stronger, and more confident than Elijah can ever be, and worse, he's in Elijah's face as much as he hates to. As team leader of HQ, William is everything Elijah can never be, and the tension between them is as unbearable as their history. Caught between their shared pain and chemistry, Elijah and William cannot ignore their undeniable chemistry and must put their ego aside to work together. As Enemies. Even if they're tearing each other's clothes in the dark, stealing kisses in the dark and a quick fuck. ____ THIS IS AN OMEGAVERSE. IF YOU'RE NOT FAMILIAR WITH IT, I DUNNO

Numa noite de festa, Helena Almeida ouviu Leonardo Mendes dizer: — Helena é muito bonita. Quando a cortejei, foi porque ela me lembrava um pouco a Camila Ribeiro. Todos esses anos, estive apenas tentando encontrar a sombra de Camila nela. Só então ela percebeu que sempre foi apenas uma substituta. Naquela mesma noite, ela discou um número que não ligava há muito tempo. — Oi, pai. Eu aceito voltar para casa e aceitar o casamento arranjado. Mais tarde, em um grande banquete, Leonardo viu o rosto que ele desejava noite e dia. Ao descobrir a verdadeira identidade de Helena, ele enlouqueceu completamente… No dia em que Helena fugiu de casa para evitar o casamento arranjado, Gabriel Costa ficou diante da janela, girando suavemente uma taça de vinho tinto. Seus olhos estavam sombrios e indecifráveis. — Helena, um dia você voltará para mim por vontade própria. Diziam que Gabriel, o jovem herdeiro mais poderoso de Cidade J, era reservado e indiferente às mulheres. Helena acreditava nisso cegamente. Até que, mais tarde, ela descobriu o quão louco ele podia ser por trás de sua fachada de homem refinado e inatingível.

Beim neunundneunzigsten Mal, dass mein Alpha-Gefährte unsere Gedankenverbindung kappte, war ich bereits in der Endphase des Wolfsgeistverfalls. Ich schleppte meinen gebrochenen Körper in die Rathalle. Die kalten Marmorstufen schabten an meinen Fußsohlen, und mit jedem Schritt durchzog ein stechender Schmerz meine Brust. „Ich bin hier, um einen Antrag auf Verlassen des Rudels zu stellen.“ Der Ratsbeamte musterte meine blasse, gebeugte Gestalt mit mitleidigem Blick und fragte leise: „Sind Sie sich ganz sicher? Sie würden damit den Schutz des Rudels verlieren.“ Seit meiner Kindheit war meine Wölfin unstet, sodass ich stets kränklich und schwach war. Seit mein Vater meine adoptierte Schwester Lydia nach Hause brachte, als ich zehn war, behandelten mich meine Eltern wie eine Schande für die Familie. Obwohl ich jahrelang seine markierte Gefährtin war, versprach Caleb mir niemals eine Luna-Zeremonie. Er nahm mich selten zu Rudelversammlungen mit, kaum jemals. Infolgedessen wusste kaum jemand im Rudel, wer ich war. „Das spielt keine Rolle“, sagte ich mit erstaunlich ruhiger Stimme, trotz aller Anstrengung. „In drei Tagen werde ich ohnehin sterben.“

I've been dating the country's most eligible bachelor for two years. My base salary is $2 million, with bonuses based on performance. Holding hands costs $10,000, putting an arm around his waist is $20,000, and a kiss on the lips is a bit pricier at $50,000. As for certain bedroom activities, well, those come with a whole different price tag. Brad is fair-skinned and handsome, appearing only once a month – he's practically a walking Tiffany's diamond. Life is so sweet, it's easy to get complacent if you're not careful. One night, a DM popped up on Instagram from a stranger. "If you trust me, check your boyfriend's phone." "?" "I'm his girlfriend." "Am I the third party or are you the third party?" "You're third, I'm fourth." "Let's meet and talk details."

I'm the most important family he's got now." Bianca held her hand up to the vase as a cruel smirk twisted her lips. "You pale in comparison." **** Evelyn thought she was already living a blissful married life. Her husband, Adrian, was handsome and wealthy, and she was about to become a mother. But all of this was shattered by the arrival of her husband’s sister-in-law. Adrian, usually distant and indifferent to everyone else, showed an unusual level of care for Bianca, beyond the boundaries of family. Evelyn endured countless slights and provocations, until she discovered that Bianca had been two months pregnant, a secret kept from her alone. Determined to leave this broken household, Evelyn made up her mind to walk away. But Adrian behaved unlike himself. Desperate to win Evelyn back, he sought to make amends for the mistakes he had made.

“Who the hell changed the screw tolerance by 0.007 mm?” “I did. Is there a problem?” Kimmy Zabel, our department’s “good-luck charm” and full-time slacktivist, did not even look up from her compact mirror, where she was carefully applying lip gloss. “It just didn’t look right, so I tweaked it. Do you really have to yell at me?” The production line had been running on the wrong spec for twenty-four hours. I hit the emergency stop. Keeping my voice steady took some effort. “These parts no longer meet export standards. If we miss tomorrow’s shipment, even a month of overtime wouldn’t cover the penalties.” “It’s one tiny number. You’re being so dramatic!” Kimmy snapped her makeup case shut. “Anyway, it’s New Year’s Eve. I’ve got a date. I’m not staying here to suffer with you people.” Before she even reached the door, I gestured to the staff to pull the shutters down. “For precision components like these, one number translates into a million-dollar loss. You can take these defective units and explain them to the regulators.”

When Adriano Morelli realized I hadn’t submitted a single household request in three days, he called me himself for the first time in months. “Serafina,” he said, his voice smooth and patient, “the clinic has been cleared. Your file is back on priority. See? When you stop making things difficult and learn how this family works, I make sure you’re taken care of.” He always sounded the gentlest when he was reminding me who held the power. What he didn’t know was that by the time his name lit up my screen, the divorce papers were already drafted. From the outside, I had everything a woman could want: a guarded penthouse, a driver on call, designer clothes, and the last name of one of the most feared men in the city. But almost none of it was mine. The cards were monitored. Cash had to be approved. Staff took Viviana Costa’s orders before they ever listened to me. Even the wardrobe budget, my schedule, and access to the family office all ran through her hands. Adriano called it convenience. Three days ago, I was rushed into a private clinic, blood soaking through my dress, while a doctor told me there was still a chance to save the baby if the emergency deposit was paid immediately. I called Adriano until my hands shook. Viviana stalled the transfer. First there was no direct authorization. Then the amount was too large. Then Adriano was in a meeting and could not be disturbed over something that might not be serious. By the time the money came through, it was too late. The baby was gone. I had stayed with Adriano for two reasons: I loved him, and I believed that when it truly mattered, he would choose me. I was wrong about both. Our child died first. My marriage died with it.

Pitong taon na silang kasal, ngunit laging malamig ang pakikitungo ni Eduardo, Monteverde kay Luna Santos. Ngunit si Luna ay palagi paring nakangiti, dahil sa mahal na mahal niya ito. Naniniwala rin siya na darating ang araw, mapapainit niya ang puso nito. Ngunit ang kanyang inaantay na pag-ibig ng lalaki ay napunta sa ibang babae, at ang kanyang pakikitungo sa babaeng ito ay mabuti. Nanatili pa rin siyang determinado sa kanilang kasal. Hanggang sa kaarawan niya, lumipad siya ng libo-libong milya patungo sa ibang bansa para makasama ang lalaki at ang kanyang anak na babae, ngunit dinala nito ang kanilang anak, para samahan ang babaeng iyon, iniwan siyang mag-isa sa walang laman na silid. Tuluyan ng sumuko si Luna matapos niyang makita na ang kanyang anak na babae ay gustong palitan siya ng ibang babae bilang ina. Hindi na siya nag dam-dam pa, nag-iwan siya ng sulat sa sobre para sa kasunduan ng diborsyo, isinuko niya ang kustodiya, at umalis ng may estilo. Mula noon, hindi na niya muli itong pinansin at hinihintay na mailabas ang sertipiko ng diborsyo. Itinuring niya ang kanyang pag-alis sa kanyang pamilya bilang isang pagkakataon para bumalik sa kanyang karera. Siya, na dating hinahamak ng lahat, ay madaling makakuha ng kayamanan na umaabot sa daan-daang bilyon. Ngunit sa kanyang mahabang paghihintay, ay ang hindi lamang pagdating ng sertipiko ng diborsyo, kundi ang lalaking ayaw mang-uwi noon ay mas madalas ng umuwi ngayon, at mas lalong nagiging malapit ito sa kanya. Nang malaman niyang gusto na niyang makipaghiwalay, ang karaniwang tahimik at malamig na lalaki ay sinunggaban siya at sinabi, “Diborsyo? Imposible.”

Quando eu estava sendo despedaçada viva, usei minhas últimas forças para ligar para o meu irmão. No instante em que minha consciência quase se apagava, ele atendeu o telefone, mas sua voz estava cheia de impaciência: — De novo? O que foi agora? — Mano… me salva… Antes que eu terminasse a frase, ele me interrompeu friamente: — Você arranja problema todo dia? No fim do mês é a festa de formatura da Marina. Se você não aparecer, eu mesmo te mato! E desligou sem hesitar. A dor me consumiu até eu fechar os olhos para sempre. As lágrimas ainda escorriam pelo canto do meu rosto. Mano, você não precisa me matar. Eu já estou morta.

Fantassia was so inlove with her bestfriend since they were just a kids, so inlove that she could give her precious gem, her virginity, to her only bestfriend once they grew up and when they turned in a legal age. Even they were just a kids she knew to herself that she really love him, she promised to herself that she would do everything for him. One day he told her to wait for him because he has something to say, she's waiting for him to their favorite place to play. She's ready to confess her feelings towards him and she knew he's feeling the same way, she's just waiting for him to confessed too. She's patiently waiting for him until dusk when her mother came out of nowhere telling to her that her bestfriend, Callan, and his family left the country. After that day she cried her heart out and she started to loathe and hate him, he made her feel stupid and she felt humiliated in front of everyone for waiting like a pathetic kid. Since then, she promised to herself again that she will forget him and her feelings for him. Years had been past Fantassia grew up into a fine and gorgeous lady that every men would do anything just to get her attention, but the old Fantassia who's sweet and caring to everyone was gone. The new Fantassia is a difficult person to deal with, she's so hard to please and a high-standard woman.