Ant Man Earth's Mightiest Heroes

Natagpuan nila Yanna sa tabing ilog ang katawan ni Sergeant Dixson Sanchez na sugatan at walang malay. Ginamot at inalagaan nila ang lalaking estranghero. Nang magkamalay ang lalaki ay hindi na ito makaalala. Hinala nila Yanna ay nagkaroon ng amnesia ang lalaking kanyang tinulungan. Kinupkop ng tiyuhin ng dalaga ang lalaki at pinangalanan nilang Anton. Sa paglipas ng mga araw ay nagkapalagayan ng loob sina Yanna at Anton. Hanggang sa magkaaminan ng kanilang nararamdaman. Gustong pigilan ni Yanna ang damdamin para kay Anton, ngunit hindi niya kayang labanan ang isinisigaw ng kanyang puso. Kahit may pangamba at maraming tanong sa isipan ang dalaga na masasagot lang kapag bumalik na ang memorya ng lalaki ay sumugal pa rin sa pag ibig si Yanna. Nang manumbalik ang mga alaala ni Dixson ay agad siyang bumalik sa pamilya niya at wala itong matandaan sa nakalipas na buwan na inakala ng pamilya niya na patay na siya. Para siyang bula na bigla na lang nawala sa buhay ni Yanna. Paano kung sa muli nilang pagkikita ay malaman ni Yanna na nagbalik na pala ang mga alaala ng lalaki at siya naman ang nabura sa ala-ala nito? Sabihin kaya ni Yanna kay Dixson kung sino siya sa buhay nito? Ipabatid kaya ni Yanna na may anak silang dalawa o ililihim na lang niya ang lahat kay Dixson na malapit ng ikasal kay Chelsea, na step-sister ni Yanna?

Just one week before my marking ceremony with Lucien, I discovered his heart already belonged to someone else. His secretary, Anika, walked out of his office with a smirk that was a little too knowing. Her blouse was askew, her usually neat hair a tangled mess, and only the faintest trace of her crimson lipstick remained. My heart seized in my chest, and my fingers went cold on the doorknob. Two years ago, she had been a timid girl fresh from the countryside. All that pretense of innocence had vanished, replaced by a brazen ambition written across her face. Her relentless eagerness around Lucien had always grated on my nerves, and I had asked him more than once. "Lucien, can't you replace her?" His smile would always fade. "Anika saved my life," he'd say. "I can't be so heartless." Now, that single triumphant smirk was all it took for me to understand. What others once envied in me had already been trampled beneath her heels. My phone vibrated. It was a new proposal from the event planner. [The marking ceremony plan is nearly perfect. Can we finalize it?] I refused to be consumed by sorrow. I wiped a tear from my cheek and made one last adjustment to the document.——Replaced the bride's name withAnika I didn't want a false love, or a fake Alpha Lucien. Let them have the marking ceremony. Let Anika stand at his side as his Luna, his chosen mate. In seven days, I would be gone with my pup.

Made men are trained to conceal their emotions if they have one, while those who have no empathy or emotions left in them after years of training are blessed. But what could be the downfall of a Made man? Perhaps, could it be the feeling of humanity? *********** Vincenzo Salvatore De Luca, the eldest son of the Bratva, a Made man, feared by all, except his arranged bride, Ava Morales. Ava, the daughter of a businessman, whose father borrowed money from the Bratva and was unable to pay it back. In exchange for the debt he owed, he gave his daughter out for marriage to the Bratva. Among all three sons of the Bratva, Vincenzo accepted to marry Ava, not because of love, but because she intrigued him and he wanted to see how much he could break her. But what happens when he begins to feel some stir in his chest at the sight of his wife? What happens then, when he sees his wife flirting with other men and his vision is clouded red and filled with the need to chop off the fingers of the man flirting with his wife?

After three years of living with my wife’s family, everyone thought they could treat me like a pushover. Me? I’m just waiting for her to hold my hand before I can give her the world.

I was reborn. Opening my eyes on the sofa, the television flickered before me, broadcasting another financial news segment about my husband, Jasper Brolin. The Alpha of the Moonblood pack, a man who had sat at the top of the billionaire list for years, was speaking with his usual cool authority. Broad-shouldered and sharp-featured, he carried an air of cold command that made him untouchable. Whenever he stepped into the public eye, the crowd surged with screams and breathless admiration. My marriage to him was the envy of our entire circle, and every woman wished to step into my shoes. As I watched the screen, memories of my tragic death in my last life came rushing back, sending a quiet ache through my chest. My wolf rumbled low in my chest. "So we're back. Now what?" "Break the bond," I whispered. "I'm leaving him." "He'll never agree to that." "That's why I need her help," I replied, thinking of the woman I had always disliked—Halle. Halle walked into the café, a smug smirk was plastered on her face. Having grown up alongside Jasper, she was regarded as his inner circle, and people never failed to give her the highest courtesy. I slid a mate-bond dissolution document across the table. "I need your help, Halle. And of course, there's something in it for you too." She glanced through the papers, suspicion flashing in her eyes. "Are you leaving him?" she asked. My voice was calm, "Maybe you're the one he really wants by his side." In my last life, I was the perfect Mrs. Brolin, envied by all, yet never the one he held closest. This time, I would take my unborn pup and leave quietly.

My father found me too rebellious, so he gave me to Marco, tasking him with making a lady out of me. To the outside world, Macro was the ruthless boss to a Mafia empire, but to me, he was just a man with a perpetually stern face. I tried everything to defy him. I smashed his car. Then I swapped his PPT for the lowbrow stand-up he hated most. And he opened it during a company meeting. Yet, every rebellion ended the same. He cornered me, his massive frame dominating mine on the silk sheets of his king-sized bed, the polished oak of his desk, or the leather confines of the car's backseat. His hot skin against mine, his fingers tracing fire along my curves. He moved with a primal hunger that left me breathless. My body arched in unwilling ecstasy, in a dance of punishing pleasure, until my fight dissolved into moans, my will shattered under his relentless claim. I fell for him hard, convinced this was love, and he was the beacon of my dark world. But the truth shattered me: it was all a calculated game to tame me, to stop my war with my sister Karen. My guiding light went out, or maybe it never existed at all. So I became a good girl. I stopped fighting back. He thought he had me tamed, chained to his will. But in the end, I slipped free, leaving him alone with his shattered heart.

She coveted everything about me. My possessions, my experiences, and even my men. So one night, my mother pushed me into an older man's bedroom. The next day, she asked with a smug smile, "Nina, how was your night with the older guy?" I rubbed my sore waist, recalling his broad shoulders, long legs, and trim waist from the night before. I smiled as I answered her. "That fiancé of mine is all yours now. Just remember—I’ll be your Aunt-in-law in the future.”

Ada orang yang karena mencintai ingin mengacaukan dunia. Ada orang yang karena mencintai ingin menyelamatkan dunia. Mana yang akan berhasil? Ethan, seorang pecundang yang ditinggalkan semua orang, tidak sengaja terjebak di dua dunia yang sama tapi berbeda. Tanpa tahu mengapa, ia harus terlibat dengan kembarannya dari dunia lain yang mengancam dunia dan cintanya. Apa yang harus Ethan lakukan? Genre: Fantasy, Mystery, Sci-fi & Romance Bahasa: Indonesia

Jax I called out quickly rushed over to him. Jax, are you okay?. I brushed his hair away from his face. His beautiful eyes were deep red and he was covered in sweat. A...Aurora.He called my name in a whisper " You're here?. He said, fear evident in his voice. Of course I am. What the hell happened to you? Did you get into a fight? Are you hurt?. I questioned. My blood boiled at the thought of someone hurting him. If there was then I would snap all bones out of the culprit’s body. He shook his head. It's none of those things. He grabbed my waist, burying his face in my stomach. Then what was it?.

When things gone wrong in Pandora.... August was left with no choice.... Heartbreak.... Lies.... Her death was the key to send her back to Earth.... Going back to earth is her most desired need.... She's back to Earth.... How can she continue living.... When her heart was left in Pandora?