Ainz Ooal Gown Character Sheet

Let's get this over with." Those were the longest words I'd heard him say ever since his entrance to the room. His hoarse voice which held no sign of emotion rumbled like a distant thunder in the large sitting room that was now occupied by his mother, Jane Jordan - the heiress of Jordan Jewelleries, the dark haired judge who sat by an oak table that had been placed in the center of the room for this purpose, Mother, and I , the I-know-nothing-about-this bride dressed in a knee-length lavender gown and silver stiletto heels, nothing befitting for a bride on her big day.  ... "And do you, Ashley, take Alexander to be your lawfully wedded husband?" I sucked in a sharp breath as I closed my eyes. "I do." My fate has been sealed. Just like that, I'm married to a man I know nothing about.

A boy was transmigrated from earth to another world. he wake up on the body of a youngster from the Arch Duke family. Currently, he was treated as thrash and was sent to govern a desolate area between borders of two kingdoms. Follow the main character dominate the Continent using the people of his domain and the system that gifted him the power to trample everything that gets on his way.

Skyleigh Rocraeshia Mondemor is a badass woman. She doesn't like to party but always ends up being drunk. She even finds herself wrapped up in a blanket with some chains all over her. Because of her unique character traits, she caught the attention of her neighbor and his friends. The seven moron's.

Love was never part of Alexandra Reign Sy’s five-year plan. Ang goal lang niya: magtagumpay, umasenso, at huwag maging tanga gaya ng mga babae sa romantic movies. Pero nang pumanaw si Lola, iniwan nito hindi lang yaman—kundi isang terms and conditions na kayang guluhin ang buong buhay niya. “To inherit, Alexandra must be legally married within six months.” And just like that, napilitan siyang maghanap ng lalaking papayag sa fake marriage setup na walang halong feelings, drama, o commitment. Simple lang ‘di ba? Well, not until she said the words... “Then maybe we should get married.” —kay Callisto Maxim, ang tahimik, intimidating CEO na parang embodiment ng Excel sheet at control issues. Pareho silang walang time sa love. Parehong practical. Parehong may dahilan. Pero habang tumatagal ang kasunduan, napapansin ni Alex na hindi lahat ng bagay pwedeng i-manage or i-schedule—lalo na kung heart na ang nagka-crash sa system. In a city where everyone is hustling, can two people built on logic survive the chaos of something they swore to avoid? Or will their perfect plan turn into the biggest disaster of their lives?

My wife's gym is celebrating its grand opening, and I drag my buddy along to check the place out with a 9.90-dollar trial class I bought through an e-commerce platform. For the entire time, I never once let it slip that I'm the owner. Right after we finish training, a male coach tosses a price sheet at us. His eyes sweep over us with contempt as he says, "You two look like freeloaders. Our private sessions cost a few hundred each, and we don't offer freebies to people like you." I let out a disbelieving laugh. "We paid for this trial class. How is that freeloading? Go get your manager." He rolls his eyes and makes it seem like he's enforcing a very important rule. "Don't bother looking for the manager. My girlfriend owns this place, and she hates broke losers who try to get free classes." He dials her number right in front of us. His voice sounds both arrogant and pitiful. "Babe, two guys showed up and tried to con us into giving them a free class. They even told me to call the manager. Come over here and show them what's what!"

Na sa bingit na sana ng tagumpay si Cecilia sa paghihiganti laban sa mga Samson, ang pamilyang umampon sa kanya na siyang dahilan sa ilang taong paghihirap niya. Ngunit tatlong putok ng baril mula sa lalaking itinuturing na niyang kapatid ang agad na bumawi sa buhay niya, or so she thought, dahil sa muling pagbukas ng kanyang mga mata ay natagpuan niya ang sarili niyang nakakadena sa loob ng isang madilim na underground. She then realized, that her soul was transmigrated in the body of the mentioned character in the book that she once read. Cecilia Eckhart Campbell, the unwanted wife of the male lead. ' I will not let the book dictate your life Cecilia. Gagawin ko ang lahat upang manatiling buhay ang character mo hanggang sa huling kabanata ng librong ito. I, Cecilia Samson, who's currently living in the body of Cecilia Eckhart Campbell, is ready to dominate and play a hellish game in this hellish world. ' -- Cecilia Samson

The night before our wedding, my fiancée let her so-called "best friend" butcher the gown my late mother had sewn, chopping it into a revealing mini dress. I rushed over with the ruined dress in my arms, ready to demand answers: only to catch their voices through the door: "Imagine him expecting me to wear something a dead woman stitched. What a curse!" Through the narrow gap, I saw my distant, frigid fiancée flushed with color, straddling his lap. "What we did at the bridal shop wasn't enough," she murmured. "Tomorrow, walking down the aisle in this tiny dress you made me, it'll be even more exhilarating." Their lips met. My hand froze against the door, and inside, something broke with a soundless crack. If she longed for thrills, I would grant her some.

For five years, my fated mate, Alpha Kaelen and I have had 98 marking ceremonies. And every single time, his teeth would stop right at my neck. All because the Omega he claimed was "like a sister" to him always managed to faint at just the "right" moment. At the 99th ceremony, that Omega got "hurt" again. "I swear I'll complete the marking next time," Kaelen said, scooping up the other she-wolf without a backward glance. I burned the Luna gown I'd worn 99 times and changed back into my royal princess dress from the Moonshadow Realm. Then severed my mate bond and walked away without a second glance. It wasn't until searing pain hit Kaelen, and he crying for me to come back, that the Shaman coldly told him: "She is a true princess! And you were never worthy of her."

On the day I tried on my wedding dress, a stranger burst into the VIP fitting room and slashed me with a knife. She tore my dress to shreds, her face twisted with rage. "A gold-digger like you doesn't deserve a dress this expensive!" The blade, soaked in sulfuric acid, pierced my abdomen, and I collapsed in agony. She grabbed my hair and slapped me, snarling, "Clarence promised to marry me! You're nothing but a homewrecker!" Blood stained my gown as the truth hit me. My boyfriend of seven years had been cheating on me. "Keep staring, huh? My man runs this city. I could kill you, and no one would touch me!" she taunted, smug as hell. With bloodied hands, I pulled out my phone and dialed my brother. "Chris, come get me from the bridal shop. And tell the Thompsons the engagement is off."

A year into our marriage, Timothy Grant suddenly turns abstinent. He builds a private chapel in the villa and always carries a rosary with him. No matter how I tease or tempt him, he stays cold and distant. My seduction attempts don't move him. One night, I stand outside the bathroom door and watch as he releases himself to a photo of another woman. So, Timothy isn't heartless. His heart just doesn't beat for me. I trick him into signing the divorce papers and vanish from his world completely. And yet, I later hear that he is going mad searching for me! The next time we meet is at his uncle's wedding. I wear a white wedding gown, and he looks at me with tear-filled eyes. He just can't bring himself to think of me as his aunt!