Romans & histoires Ainz Ooal Gown Character Sheet

In the land of Otheli, two Kingdoms ruled the land. Elodnia and Xeholousva. But at the outskirts of the two kingdoms an outcast land stood and ruled over by a petty dominion of rare kin called Lycan- whose unable to shift into human form. In the new era of wolven history, lycans who cannot shift into human form or either back to a normal Wolf- bestowed upon them are the name savages who cannot cope to the new civilization. They were renounced as outcasts that supposed to be the ancestors of all lycanthropy. And their lived the main character YSEAH. A silver wolf-shifter from the pack of the northern east. Her father -as an Alpha- and lycan ancestors ruled their petty pack with serenity since

Giovanna (Gina) Akir has a reputation that she's proud of. She's worked hard for years to cultivate this reputation, so why is she Going Rogue? "I pride myself on my reputation. I know that probably sounds strange coming from someone who is known as the pack s**t , but I’ve worked for a few years to establish myself as the woman who can help you deal with your stress and pain without adding to it. Becoming the pack s**t was never a goal of mine, and honestly, I hate the title, but it won’t deter me from what I do. My position in the pack does not mean that I’ll sleep with just anyone for any reason. I think of it like a service. I offer physical comfort to those in need, and altho

In my past life, I walked away from an invitation to the elite Academy just to take the fall for Luca. He held my hand, swearing he’d get me out. Swearing he’d keep me safe for the rest of my life. Instead, I rotted in a cell until I died. While I was bleeding out on the cold floor, Luca was marrying the Don’s daughter, living the high life. When I opened my eyes, I was back. Luca was sixteen again, face pale as a sheet, shoving a bloody gun into my hands. "Elena, you're a lifesaver." I slapped the piece away. "Dream on. I ain't taking the rap for you this time."

On my birthday, my adopted sister, Sophia Norris, frames me for soiling her dress and causing her to not be able to attend the banquet. My older brothers, Gerald and Gary Moore, immediately demand that I give my gown to Sophia. Otherwise, they will cancel the birthday banquet. Furious, I point at them while screaming, "I didn't ruin her dress at all! She was the one who splashed red wine onto it! "Also, I will never give my gown to her! My best friend designed it for me!" As soon as my words fall, Gerald commands the bodyguards to tear the gown from my body. At the same time, Gary picks up a wine glass and dumps red wine onto my face. "It's bad enough that you constantly bully Sophia!

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

When Kayla searched for her fiancé everywhere in a wedding gown ,only to find him cheating on her with her best friend...Heartbroken, Kayla wanted revenge. Later, her fiancé found Kayla and his big brother in bed, His Alpha brother: "Kiss me. Show him who you belong to now."

I arranged a lavish dinner cruise in Alpha Lucien Grimfang's honor. However, I mistakenly wore the ceremonial gown that had once belonged to his late Luna, Sylvia Wilder. In front of all the guests, his ten-year-old son, Rhett Grimfang, suddenly rammed me into the champagne tower. The shattered crystal glasses left deep cuts across my skin. "Don't think that you can replace my mother just because you're wearing her sacred gown! You're nothing but a dog—obedient and always at my father's beck and call! Don't you dare dream of claiming a Luna's honor!" His cold, scornful expression mirrored Lucien's perfectly. "I can make you leave anytime I want!" I forced myself to look up at the pup I

Catherine, a wicked Luna of the White pack, had done nothing but be bad to people around her. Her silly character brings her to her doom as she stumbles unto a certain evil that placed a curse on her. The curse placed on her escalates her character which puts her in trouble. She therefore ran away from her pack to get safety. But in the process of running, she came across some slave masters who captured her, jailed her and sold her off to a master with a similar character. Gaius, an alpha to Crimson pack, succeeded in taming her character which resulted to their bonding. What will happen when this bond reduces his love for her and gives her a second rejection?

Everybody knew Kayah was the pack runt. As the bastard daughter of the Alpha, she was subjected to constant bullying and torture led by no other than her own flesh and blood. They thought she would break eventually but they were wrong. Kayah was smart and special though she's not aware of it yet. She planned to escape the pack she called hell by attending the mating ball. She believed she'd meet her mate there and save her. The only problem was that she didn't have a gown, she needed it to be able to enter the mating ball venue. On the night she had to run an errand for her abusive mother, she stumbled upon two people talking nonsense and leaving a large expensive shopping bag. Just like

On the eve of my wedding, the drug effects of the sleeping pills have faded away. That's how I find myself waking up amid the rambunctious laughter in the master suite of the estate. As soon as I open my eyes, I see my luxurious custom-fitted wedding gown being shredded into pieces by Trevor Gibson's female best friend, Sophia Lynch. She toys with the scissors as she jokes around in front of her phone, where a livestream is ongoing. "Helena is no lady of the house! At the end of the day, I can still manipulate her as though she were a maggot!" Trevor's friends agree with her loudly. "Trevor was the one who laced her milk with sleeping pills, to begin with. Anyone else would've slept lik