Air Mata Maharani Part 27

Seline was a quiet girl born to a wealthy family. The third daughter of 5. Her older two sisters were already betrothed (Being twins) and would be married soon. As she was only 9 months younger her parents were already talking about announcing her betrothal but would not tell her to whom. Seline has already chosen the man that she wants to marry. Other people have their own plans. The night before the announcement war breaks out and all the young men rush off to join the fight. Romance, intrigue, and adventure follow as she sets out to find her love and bring him back.

27 years old Latoya Fields Martinez married to 35 years old billionaire Carlos Martinez who is Mexican. They had a 4years old daughter Cassie Martinez. Carlos is always busy and have less time for a s family, whenever Latoya talks to him about it, he'll loose his temper on her. This cause Latoya to feel lonely and miserable all the time. She the start having an affair with her driver Josh Miller. . "What happen lastnight was a terrible mistake, we both got carried away and things happen that shouldn't have" "Toya you and I know lastnight wasn't a mistake, I made you felt love and pleasure that he never let you felt before."

A week after I gave birth via C-section, Mark Whitman invited his friends over to celebrate the birth of our son. The crowd was boisterous—more than a dozen people. Not one of them bothered to remove their dirty shoes. The wooden floor was soon covered in muddy footprints. Mark came into the room and, without a hint of concern, ordered me out of bed. "Everyone's waiting outside. Don't just hide here and rest—you're embarrassing me in front of our guests." I had no choice but to push through the pain, forcing my body to prepare a huge meal for the large crowd, all on my own. When I carried the final bowl of steaming soup to the table, Lily Hoyte—whether intentionally or not—jabbed her hand against the wound on my abdomen. My hand trembled from the sudden pain, and the bowl slipped slightly, spilling the hot soup onto Lily's shoes. Mark's face darkened instantly. "What the heck did you do, Cammy? Lily rushed here right after her plane landed from overseas to see our son, and this is how you treat her?" The crowd quickly chimed in. "Come on, Cammy, no need to be so petty." "Mark and Lily grew up together. If there was really something between them, do you think you'd even be here now?" "Do you even know how much those shoes cost? They're limited edition—easily over ten thousand dollars. And you just ruined them." Lily stood up awkwardly, her eyes misting with tears. "If Cammy doesn't like me," she said softly, "then I'll leave. I don't want to be a bother." But Mark grabbed her hand in an exaggerated display of protection, his voice harsh as he turned to me. "Wipe Lily's shoes clean. Right now." His partiality for Lily made something sharp twist in my chest. My lips quivered as I fought back tears. "The wound on my stomach hasn't healed yet. I can't bend over." At that, his expression grew colder. "Don't use childbirth as an excuse. If you can't bend over, then kneel and wipe them. And if you won't, get out of my house!"

My mother kept a red notebook recording all of my sister's favourite things. She had a blue notebook for me too. When my mother was hospitalized, I took leaves from work to take care of her. My sister had never shown up. However, my mother recorded in the blue notebook, '15th March, I am not well and am hospitalized. Celine owed me 450 dollars for food allowance. I knew that was not a notebook about my favourite things, but a notebook of all of my expenses. Behind the closed doors, Mother said to Father, "Celine is an evil person. She always likes to compete with her sister. We must take a chance to steal all her money and leave with Belle. Later when we are old, we will ask her to take care of us. I think we should just ask her to pay us back all the money we spent on her that I have recorded in this notebook. I was devastated at that moment.

Fiona and her three sisters were in line to be the next Fairy Queen of their hemisphere, the chosen one being who found her life partner and started a family first. All things Fiona found completely disinteresting. Instead, Fiona was more concerned with watching over those she swore to protect, and changing the male chauvinistic way of the fairies. That is until the day that Leviathan, the arrogant water dragon deity, came into her life. As she fights her attraction for a man that's the perfect example of everything she despises, lies come to the surface and Fiona must choose which is more important ... something that she swore she never even wanted, or something she spent her entire existence striving for? But what happens when the choice is unknowingly made for her .......

My boyfriend and his godsister were caught by the vice squad at a scandalous party. When I went to the police station to bail him out, he was disheveled, his exposed skin marked with dried candle wax and whiplash scars. His godsister, Sonia, clung to him, sobbing into his arms. “The light in Sonia’s house was broken. It was too dark, so I went to accompany her,” he said. I couldn’t help but wonder, Did he accompany her all the way to the police station too? In the past, I would’ve demanded an explanation, but I was too tired now—too drained to argue. Without a word, I signed the papers. The vice squad officer looked at me and asked, “Are you Anthony Leeman’s family?” I shook my head. “No, I’m not familiar with him. Just a colleague.” Lowering my gaze, I typed out a message to my father: [I agree to get married. Give me three days, and I’ll marry him.]

A beautiful seductive alluring Cindy Montreal. The neglected and rejected daughter of her family, A successful famous author of her generation and the lover of Giovanni Monforte. Her ex-fiance. Before she was the fiance and Cassandra Ramos her step-sister was the lover and now she is the lover and Cassandra is the new fiance. Switching their places to have revenge on her family and to the man she loved before. Making them taste their own medicine. Playing by the fire to be the winner of this game. 

Leah, Logan’s adopted sister, threw a tantrum at our first engagement party, an episode of her pup dependency anxiety. But after that night, I gave him an ultimatum: if he couldn’t bond me before I turned thirty, he’d have to choose—me or Leah. Logan believed I’d never walk away. After all, I was bonded by my dying mother’s last wish: to be bonded with the werewolf warrior who’d loved me for ten years. Ten years together. Twelve promises that he’d keep Leah in line. And then came my twenty-ninth birthday—our thirteenth engagement party. Leah locked me in a restroom, stole my gown, and stood beside Logan in my place. She was smiling, glowing, claiming everything that was mine. When I finally stepped out, my gown was tattered. I confronted Logan, but he only said, “Alison, forgive her. I promise, this is the last time.” I looked at the torn gown my mother had sewn through sickness and pain… and I laughed. Logan sighed in relief, thinking I’d let it slide again. But I didn’t. I turned and walked away without a word. After a decade together, he thought I belonged to him. Well, he was wrong. He didn’t know that there was someone else who could give me happiness and fulfill my mother’s wish.

Mystère. Lutte. Trahison. Trois mots qui rythment le quotidien d’Evalina. Tandis que sa sœur est toujours portée disparue, que l’Optimiste s’est vue brutalement mutilée à jamais et que la Démone devient de plus en plus imprévisible, de nouveaux ennemis sortent de l’ombre.Quel est leur but ? Pourquoi leur chef semble-t-il si intéressé par la Gémone ?Entre secret et embûches, les Surnaturels vont devoir apprendre à rester soudés pour avoir une chance de sauver Réturis. Seulement le combat sera rude et le temps leur est compté.

The night before our Mating Ceremony, my fated mate, Alpha Ryker of the Howling Moon Pack, ordered me to give him the Moon Soul Crystal—the very thing that protected my pack, the Willow Creek Pack. He said he needed it to power up the Howling Moon Pack's Blood Moon Altar. He also promised he'd keep me and my people safe. But he didn't know that we, the healers of the Willow Creek Pack, can only create one Moon Soul Crystal in our entire lives. Making one takes a crazy amount of moon energy. It's the treasure that keeps our pack alive. My mother, worried about me using up my moon energy while I was pregnant, gave up her own Moon Soul Crystal instead. But just three months after Ryker and I were mated, she got sick, fast. She was dying. I knelt in front of Ryker, crying, begging him for the Silverleaf Herb from the Howling Moon's forbidden grounds. It was the only thing that could save my mom. But he just looked at me, his eyes full of disappointment, and kicked me away. "I asked for the Moon Soul Crystal to test you," he snarled. "And just as I thought, you married me for our pack's treasures! Your mother's not sick. You're making it all up!" "You don't deserve to be the Luna of the Howling Moon Pack!" It wasn't until after my mother died, when he was arguing with me, trying to kick me out of the pack, that my mother's things fell and scattered everywhere. Her Soul Stone, the symbol of a wolf's spirit, shattered. That's when he finally realized he was wrong. He fell to his knees, begging me not to leave, crying for me to forgive him.