Band Of Brothers Fanfiction

"Qubool hai(I accept)," I said with great difficulty and a lone tear escaped from my eyes. I looked at my husband and found him smiling at me. His smile was so mysterious and unusual which created a shiver in my whole system. At the time of Rukhsati(sending off the bride), my mother requested to my husband," Please, take care of her." " Don't worry. I will love her and take care of her so much that she will forget her own family," He replied chuckling but I felt something fishy in his voice. Will he really love me and take care of me the way he is promising to my mother? Erina was just a 22-year-old girl when she was forcefully married to a stranger. She is doubtful about this stranger's intention behind marrying her. Will she ever come to know about her stranger husband's intention?

Before the day of my husband's succession as the Don, my stepsister personally tattooed the "Inverted Angel's Eye"—the mark of a traitor—onto my back. My husband didn't just turn a blind eye; when the family vendetta broke out, he withdrew all the elite guards to protect my "pregnant" stepsister, leaving me alone in a defenseless city to face the slaughter.  "Elena, you are strong enough to protect yourself. But Sophia is fragile, and she is carrying my firstborn. She needs the protection more than you." Facing a siege of heavy firepower, I survived by the skin of my teeth. He thought I would swallow the insult for the sake of the family's reputation. He didn't expect that I would kick open the doors of his coronation ceremony wearing mourning weeds, flanked by the FBI and the Commission, and personally strip him of his title. "Goodbye, Lorenzo. This time, I choose to be the Don."

Apa yang terjadi jika kamu menikahi seseorang yang bahkan tidak kamu ketahui asal usulnya dengan jelas. Pertemuan yang tidak disangka-sangka, kejadian yang sangat tidak masuk akal, dan lebih parahnya lagi. Dia adalah seorang gelandangan!

Jessica, a kind- hearted 25 year old drowning in poverty and personal trauma, never imagined she's end up married to one of the most feared billionaires in the city. Romeo Blackwood, a cold, ruthless CEO known for crushing rivals without mercy. When Romeo offers her a one year contract marriage to help him defeat his business rival and protect his empire, Jessica has no choice but to accept. The terms are clear: No love. No intimacy. Just appearance. Break the rules, and she'll face the consequences. But as the days pass, walls begin to crumble. Romeo, hiding a devastating secret- a terminal illness finds unexpected comfort in Jessica's warmth. And Jessica, still hauted by past trauma, begins to trust the man she once feared. What starts as a fake union slowly becomes something dangerously real.... but can love bloom under the weight of lies, secrets, and a ticking clock?

On my birthday, one of my husband’s subordinates leaned close to him and whispered in Russian, “Sasha has a surprise prepared for you tonight.” My husband smiled at me as he finished cutting my cake. Then, in the same language, he replied, “She has quite a few tricks in bed. I’ll see her later. “Just don’t let Madam find out, or I’m afraid I’ll get thrown out.” Everyone around laughed and assured keep it quiet. None of them knew that I’d been fluent in multiple languages since I was a child. What they also didn’t know was that I’d found the hidden phone he kept in the false drawer, where all the filthy videos of him and Sasha were saved. I didn’t confront him. Instead, I contacted a few remaining connections in the Vegas and had them prepare a new identity for me. In three days, Claire Vega would no longer exist, and he would never have me again.

Blurb: For her to go to Scandinavia, Daphne marries a man she met on a dating app. She can only fulfill her desire by marrying the handsome, hot billionaire named BK. They married even without love for each other. For BK, his marriage with Daphne turned out well. He can still do everything he wants. He can date the woman he likes. Because that's what they agreed on, not to interfere with themselves. BK's mind and heart were confused when something heated up between them. As with BK, Daphne starts falling in love with her husband. What will he do when he finds out that Daphne has given up on their marriage? Can BK still save their marriage?

Shortly after we said "I do," the Family sent my husband, Dario, down to the Mexican border. He told me it was a meat grinder down there—cartel territory. where guys were zipped into body bags every day. He said he had to go—to expand the territory, for the glory of the Family. He claimed it was too dangerous and that his enemies would paint a target on my back, so he wouldn't take me with him. I believed him. I stayed behind in his old, rot-infested house in New Jersey, taking care of his bitter, spiteful parents. I spent my days and nights in the Family's moldy laundromat, washing bills stained with blood. He told me he sent every dime he made down there to the widow of a brother who took a bullet for him. He asked me to be understanding. I never complained. Day after day, I pressed expensive suits in that humid laundromat, waiting for him to come home. It wasn't until the eighth year that a mobster came back drunk. When I asked about Dario, he froze, then sneered at me through a haze of alcohol. "Dario? Are you kidding? He’s been a King in Manhattan for years. He’s the youngest Underboss of the Corleone family." I stood frozen, the iron in my hand burning a hole right through a shirt. "And he got married seven years ago. Biggest cathedral in New Jersey. Half the mob was there to toast the groom..." He pulled a crumpled photo from his leather jacket. Snuggled up against my husband was a woman in a high-end couture gown—the very same "poor, widowed sister-in-law" he had told me about. The next day, I contacted a fixer who specialized in fake IDs. On the application for a one-way ticket to Europe—a ticket to vanish off the face of the earth—I filled in the fake name I had prepared long ago. He trapped me for seven years with a sham marriage. From now on, I’d be done with this damn loyalty.

Latri sangat bersyukur akhirnya dapat mengandung kembali. Bahkan, buah hati keduanya berjenis kelamin laki-laki, sesuai dengan permintaan ayah dan sang ibu mertua. Latri senang bisa menjadi menantu yang berguna. Kebahagiaan hanya berlangsung sebentar, calon bayinya meninggal. Pupus sudah harapan terbesar Latri. Ia sempat terpuruk. Namun, sang suami membawa seorang bayi lucu ke rumah. Mereka akan mengangkatnya sebagai anak. Dan, saat Latri benar-benar menaruh rasa sayang yang besar pada bayi itu. Maka, ia tertampar kenyataan begitu pahit. Hilang sudah kepercayaan pada sang suami. Pria itu bukan suami terbaik, ia telah disuguhkan kebohongan yang apik. Rasa benci pun mengalahkan keinginan untuk mencintai balik Wirya. Bahkan, hendak berpisah.

Apa jadinya jika dua orang yang saling membenci harus terpaksa menikah karena insiden pembunuhan misterius yang terjadi disekitar mereka? Gerlan amat membenci Lura karena sifatnya yang kurang ajar dan terlalu suka mencampuri urusannya. Sedangkan Lura, begitu membenci Gerlan karena sifatnya yang kasar dan terlalu semena-mena. Lalu, bagaimana jika salah satu diantara mereka ada yang jatuh cinta? Apakah perasaannya akan terbalaskan?

At sixty-five, I got served divorce papers. The same day, my husband Sebastian — decked out in his wedding suit, of all things — popped a handful of sleeping pills in a suicide attempt. For years, we were the perfect couple. The kind of pair neighbors whispered about with envy. I couldn't wrap my head around it. The divorce. The pills. None of it made sense. Not until I found the photo and letter in his pocket.