Anime Characters Praying

a woman named Claretta, really dislikes men. but unexpectedly. she died and entered into one of the male characters of the novel she was reading. Knight and 4 Ultimate where they must seal the power of mana to save monsters and other magical creatures. Thrilling adventures and love triangle stories also follow the journey. Can Claretta over there complete her responsibilities as a potential successor to one of the mana controllers? I hope this story makes you all entertained. Claretta lives in disorganized family environment, she and her mother are abused by her father and two older brother. Claretta is an employee, more precidely an assistant manager and head of several divisions. One day, her co-workers were busy with a new novel that was just released entitled *Knight and 4 Ultimate* where the novel was very popular, especially among women. Claretta who hates men must also hate the storyline. But because one of her best friend Kareem advised her to be a little open mind with boys. Finally, Claretta wanted to read the novel. Pity. When she left from Kareen's restaurant after reading the novel. Claretta was killer by her own male subordunates. And incarnated into one of the characters she read before she died. Named Altair Onder de, with other friends. Mana's succesor. Adit Voor't, Nicon Catwijck, Zhi Bedros, and Arion Adhelmar. They are required to seal everywhere scattered in several areas, by using Stones. Face a bunch of monsters and magical creatures. Adir's one-sided love for Altair and the kingdom's restraint on the power of Onder de's anceators who can resurrect the dead

Anastasia Kain and I were childhood sweethearts, but we resented each other for a lifetime. She blamed me for making decisions without her consent. I had awakened her memories and driven her first love to jump off a building. I blamed her for breaking her promise. She once swore she would love me forever, yet after losing her memory, she fell for someone else. We were married, but we lived like strangers who happened to share a roof. However, when I was diagnosed with ALS and the whole city urged her to divorce me, Anastasia carried me on her back and climbed 3,000 steps to reach a cathedral, praying day and night just for me to live a little longer. When the end finally came, she stayed beside my hospital bed all night, her forehead pressed gently against my cheek. In a trembling whisper, she said, "Mason, I've done everything I could for you in this life. If there's a next one, please don't make me remember again. Let me be with him." Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes. Only then did I realize I should never have chained her to me with the love we shared in our youth. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I first found Anastasia. This time, I chose to let her memories stay buried so that the girl I loved could run freely toward the man she had always wanted.

"You can give everything to a man—your time, your love, your life—but if you’re not the woman he wants, none of it matters." I wish I had known that before. Almost ten years of marriage. And now here he is — ready to leave me, take my son, and marry my sister. And worse? He’s making the world believe I’ve gone mad. Seven years. Seven years of sacrificing. Of putting him first, of trying to be the wife he said he needed. And now? I’m locked away, labeled crazy. The whole of Atlanta is praying for me. Because they all think I’ve broken down. That I’m sick. And that lie? It’s his. My sisters’. My parents’. My best friends’. Even my sons’. Yes — the boy I raised like mine. He made a video. Said I fell down the stairs, and that’s what triggered all this. It’s viral now. But it's not the entire truth; it’s just the story they needed. I gave them everything. Held this family together. Played every role — wife, mother, daughter, friend. I was everything… well, everything until she came back. Now that their perfect girl is home, I’m just in the way. And the best way to erase me? Label me unstable. Even my son wants her to be his mom. My husband? He says I was never the one. The truth is, they never really wanted me. Well, not until…

We love reading novels, fall in love with the characters, sometimes envy the main girl for getting the perfect male lead... but what happens when you get inside your own novel and get to meet your perfect main lead and bonus...get treated like the female lead?! As the clock struck 12, Arielle Taylor is pulled inside her own novel. This cinderella is over the moon as her Prince Charming showers her with his attention but what would happen when she finds herself falling for her fairy godmother instead? Please read my interview with Goodnovel at: https://tinyurl.com/y5zb3tug Cover pic: pixabay

You don't have a specific word to describe what is love because in love you don't need a reason. You just have to love, trust, fight and move. With these you are giving that person a chance to love, hurt and worst forget you. In this story, we will have a chance to explore Waje Clark Eleazar and Paige Madrigal twisted story. Both characters fall inlove with each other in their live-hate game. Untill Wage met an accident that made their life change. Would you fight for love that is unable to remember you? Or would you let that person hurt you? Will you forgive and move on? Or will you accept the unfamiliar person?

Death or Sebastian has searched for his other half for a millennium. He curses love and everything associated with it until he saves the life of a young boy who appears to be his soulmate. unfortunately for Sebastian the fate sisters and their mother Destiny have other plans for him. Will he be able to outwit the vindictive fates and find happiness or will they mess up everything. Sebastian must overcome his issues in order to truly find the love of his life and and an eternity of bliss he so desperately desires. Story contains boy love and mature scenes, do not read if that offends you. Full of fantastical characters you'll come to love.

Every relationship needs trust, honesty, and love. But what if the person you trusted the most, is the cause of your parent’s death? What if the people you loved the most didn’t believe even after begging in front of them? What if the friend you thought to be your angel sent by god suddenly becomes devil? What if the person you thought to be your pillar of strength broke all the relations with you? Who will you blame? Whose fault it is? “That is my only fault” is going to be the journey of four persons who are different by characters but connected by heart. This plot contains love, friendship, betrayal, revenge and lots of mysteries to unfold.

The throne is threatened as Thalisse, a humble village on the outskirts of Apharoth is attacked. Since the king had no heirs, there was no one left to save the royal family from being overthrown. In desperation, the king declares Gairoshi, an ancient practice where the next king will be selected through a series of duels. Bold men from all around the world flock to the center city to participate and try out their luck in this tiring and grueling competition. As different characters gather for this prestigious event, from the nobles, mighty men, people from the shadows, and down to the Thalisse victims, they cross each other's paths and fate reveals that there is more blood to Gairoshi than they expected.

18+ Explicit Content | Strongly Suggested for Reader Discretion Content Warnings: This collection contains strong adult language, age-gap dynamics, morally dubious characters, rough encounters, and explicit sexual scenes, definitely not for the weak of heart. Some certain desires are meant to remain hidden, there should be none of them. However, nothing is off-limits in these stories. Dirty Desires is an anthology of unvarnished, erotic stories in which temptation rules, control is challenged, and rules are broken. From forbidden lovers to impossible attractions, from hidden lusts to dangerous indulgences, every story pushes the boundaries. They are mischievous, they're mistaken, they are everything you have been longing to experience.

"I didn’t know I was marrying two people. He wore the suit, but she pulled the strings. The day I walked down the aisle, eyes locked with the man I loved, I thought I had found peace. I thought I was finally leaving behind the noise of my childhood, the ache of loneliness, and the years I spent praying for a love that would choose me, only me. But no one told me that some men never truly leave their mothers. They marry, yes,but their hearts remain tangled in an invisible umbilical cord, one that stretches past vows, past bedrooms, past boundaries. I moved into our new home, only to find that the walls had ears, hers. We lived in separate flats, but it never truly felt like my space. My marriage was a room she walked into, uninvited but ever present. Her opinions dripped into our arguments, her eyes followed me from behind lace curtains, and her voice echoed in decisions that should have belonged to me and my husband. At first, I kept quiet. I told myself it was cultural. Respect. Family. Then I told myself it was temporary. Then I stopped telling myself anything at all, because nothing I said made a difference. This is not a story of hate. It’s a story of love, tested by bloodlines, boundaries, and a battle I never asked to fight. This is my truth. The marriage I thought was mine. The home that never really felt like home. And the rules I never agreed to, but had to live by, simply because… I was under her roof".