Black Clover Asta Parents

Lauretta Blythe, terpaksa menjalani kehidupan bak Cinderella di karakter Disney. Ibu tirinya bilang, ia akan dibawa pergi oleh Pangeran berkuda putih seperti di negeri dongeng. Namun bukan seorang Pangeran yang Lauretta dapat, melainkan sosok monster berwajah tampan dengan iris mata kehijauan yang meneduhkan. Bernama Elderick Calderon Matthew. Ketua komplotan mafia bertopeng yang dikenal kejam oleh seluruh penjuru negara. Masa lalu kelam mengikat mereka seperti takdir benang merah. Ingin melepas, namun Lauretta sudah terlanjur jatuh hati dengan monster penuh kekurangan itu. Lauretta pun diharuskan menerima kenyataan pahit yang menyakitinya. Mungkinkah kisah klasik itu berakhir bahagia dengan kisah cinta yang rumit? Haruskah merelakan?

When Ava walked into that bar, she only wanted to forget. Forget the man who left her for money. Forget the wedding she was never meant to attend. But one drink, one stranger, and one reckless night changed everything. She woke up in a stranger’s bed only to find out he wasn’t a stranger at all. He was Adrian Blackwell, her CEO. Cold, powerful, and dangerously irresistible. Adrian swore he didn’t do love. He didn’t chase. He didn’t lose control. Until Ava. Now he wants her body, soul, and every breath she takes. But loving Adrian means walking a thin line between passion and danger… because the man who owns her heart might also be the one who ruins her.

After I risked my life to save the Alpha King, he promised to grant me one wish. While everyone expected me to choose to mate with Kay, the current Alpha of Stormfang Pack, I publicly declared my intention to bind with Eli. He was Kay's half-brother, the illegitimate son of the former Alpha who had been exiled abroad. No one knows that I've died once before. In my past life, after I became Kay's fated mate, I diligently fulfilled my role as Luna. But he always favored my stepsister, Lia. That day, when the pack was attacked, I went to find him for protection. When I desperately found him, I discovered that Kai was desperately protecting Lea, and the two of them were even kissing passionately in danger. To shield Lia, he pushed me forward to face the rogue pack alone. I'll never forget the words he said as he left, holding the weeping Lia in his arms: "She needs protecting more than you do." So this time, I chose to give up on Kay. If I had to choose someone from Stormfang Pack for a mating bond, I'd rather choose Eli. I wanted to be in control of my own destiny. But this time, after I chose Eli as my mate, Kay went completely crazy.

Willa Hale hatte nicht vor, gefährlich zu werden. In der Nacht, als sie ihren Freund und ihre beste Freundin in flagranti erwischte, gab sie sich ein Versprechen: Keine Tränen mehr, kein kleines Spiel mehr, nicht länger das Mädchen zu sein, das alle vergessen zu beschützen. Sie hatte genug davon, weichherzig zu sein. Sie hatte nicht mit Cassian Blackwood gerechnet, ruhig, beherrscht, aber mit einem brennenden Verlangen unter der Oberfläche. Sie hatte nicht mit Lucian gerechnet, rücksichtslos, charismatisch und unwiderstehlich. Und vor allem hatte sie nicht mit Elias gerechnet, still, vorsichtig, der sie sah, als sie sich am meisten bemühte, ungesehen zu bleiben. Sie wusste nicht, dass sie Brüder waren. Jetzt weiß es jemand. Jemand, der sie von Anfang an beobachtet hat. Jemand, der Dinge über Willa und die Blackwoods weiß, die keiner von ihnen dem anderen anvertraut hat. Und sie sind im Begriff, jedes Geheimnis wie ein Streichholz zu entzünden. Wenn dich das Feuer findet, kannst du nicht entscheiden, ob es dich verbrennt. Du kannst nur entscheiden, was überlebt.

I loved and followed him around like a puppy for eight years until finally he noticed me. Hearing him ask me to be his wife was a dream come true. A fairytale. Or so I thought. Three years of marriage meant nothing to Nash. After trying everything I could to make him love me, I realized she never left his heart and was merely with me because I was a Callahan and that came with power. Because one night, he returned home with his first love and their son. My world shattered in silence, every dream I held onto crashing and burning to ashes. Sidelined and forced to watch him shower her with love and tenderness, I had no choice but to divorce him. I was going to leave and start my life afresh but then my husband and his mistress took from me what I'd never forgive them for. With a broken heart, I rose in anger and was ready to punish them both and make them pay for the pain they caused me.

It was the thirtieth anniversary of my alma mater, and I had been invited back to give a speech. But as I stepped on stage, my husband's illegitimate son rushed toward me, brandishing a knife. His accusations rang through the hall: I was a homewrecker, the woman who had driven his mother to her death. He went even further, kidnapping my daughter and threatening her safety unless I publicly read a letter of confession. I was beaten to within an inch of my life, my body battered and bruised. I demanded my husband come forward and confront the truth. Instead, he turned on me. "I was forced to be with you in the first place!" my husband spat, venom dripping from every word. "You're the real mistress!"

BLURB: Elena Rivers only wanted to survive senior year quietly but one wrong seat next to Ryan Blackwood, the school’s most feared and untouchable boy, changed everything. He’s dangerous, untamed and hiding secrets darker than his tattoos. Elena is soon pulled into obsession, lies, and forbidden attraction that could destroy them both because loving Ryan Blackwood isn’t just risky… It's deadly!

*****Trigger Warning***** This book contains mature themes, physical, sexual and emotional abuse. My name is Lillian Blackwood. I thought my life was over. I had been beaten down and controlled by my ex both emotionally and physically for years. It was, do or die. Fortunately, I survived, and with therapy and time, I finally started some semblance of a life. The very last thing I was looking for was love. I hate dating, and quite frankly, I'm not a fan of men and who can blame me? I keep a very tight circle of friends, so I was surprised when love pushed and shoved its way into my life. But not all fairytales have happy endings, and my tale certainly gives happiness a run for its money.

“If you want me to keep your secret, you have to do one thing for me in exchange,” he said, his lips curled up slightly. “What thing?” Aurora narrowed her eyes, alarmed at the direction of the conversation. “Never never share the same bed with my brother,” he demanded, his alpha dominance rolling off him in waves, making her want to bare her neck for submission. But Aurora straightened her back and challenged him head-on. “Why? I’m his wife,” Aurora stated with a neutral expression on her face. She and her husband were a fake couple, but he didn’t have to know that. The fewer people who knew, the more favorable the situation was to her. “I’m supposed to…” “You are mine!” he released a deep guttural growl. The possessiveness shown in his words and eyes made Aurora both startled and baffled. He stalked to her in calculated steps, his eyes glinting with a deep well of want and desire under the moonlight. Aurora started to retreat cautiously until her back hit a hard wall. In a flash, he was in front of her, his arms resting on the wall beside her head, caging her. He was so close to her. Too close. His lips almost touched hers. A smell mixed of rain and pine forests invaded her nose, making her dizzy. Her wolf perked up. Aurora quickly cleared her senses. “I’m nobody’s woman,” she declared, locking eyes with him. But she quickly regretted it because who wouldn’t lose herself in a pair of deep blue ocean-like eyes on a face carved out by the Moon Goddess herself? “Want a bet?” he smirked, “One day you will be mine.” The audacity of him!

I stumbled across an encrypted folder on my husband's phone, filled with photos of a little girl I'd never seen before. From newborn to first steps, sorted by month—two full years' worth. But the child in those photos wasn't our daughter. When I confronted him, he said she was a girl named Rosie from the children's home I sponsored. The director sent growth updates, and he'd been saving them for me. I never imagined that my warm, thoughtful husband would use my charity to spin a lie. Because every single photo was geotagged to the apartment complex next to his office. And the children's home was on the other side of the city. I didn't call him out right then. Because I wanted to know whose child she really was.