Colby Brock Zodiac Sign

Betrayed. Broken. Stripped of everything she once called hers. Elysia Sinclair thought she had already lost it all—until she lost the one thing that truly mattered. Her baby. Left bleeding and abandoned in a cold hospital room, she swore revenge. But what could a woman with nothing do against the man who destroyed her? Enter Adrian Blackwood. Ruthless, calculating, and as dangerous as they come. He doesn’t do charity. He doesn’t do kindness. But when he looks at Elysia, he sees something more—something raw, something familiar. "Sign these papers, leave him, and marry me," he says, his voice a dark promise. "I'll help you get your revenge." It’s a deal with the devil himself, but Elysia is too shattered to refuse. One signature, and she goes from the discarded ex-wife of a billionaire to the new bride of a man even more powerful. But Adrian didn’t just want a wife. He wanted her. And as he slides his ring onto her finger in front of the man who betrayed her, a shiver runs down her spine. Because in Adrian’s eyes, this isn’t just a contract—it’s possession. Now, tangled in his world of power plays and whispered threats, Elysia must ask herself— Is she using Adrian to destroy her past? Or is he using her to rewrite his own? One thing is certain: when you strike a deal with the devil, there’s no turning back.

"What do you mean by that?I won't let you blackmail me into doing something I don't want to do." "What if I decide to expose your father's sins? I would tell the world what he had done and I'm sure the outcome would be very disastrous to his company. And it would be your fault for not helping him when you could." I sighed breathing in deeply, looking up to meet his eyes with a scorn on face. "Give the paper to me. I will sign it, but I'm changing this to a year and nothing more." "Oh my little flower. You would be mine forever, mine to tame and own." "I hate you so much. And I would make sure you pay for this."

I always knew Wilbet was cruel. But I never thought he’d put a price on me. A marriage built on duty. A husband who thrived on power. And now, a contract that sealed my fate. To another man. Thirty million dollars. That’s all it took for Wilbet to sign me away like a business deal, like I was nothing. As I sat across from the stranger who now owned me, I realized something chilling. He never once looked at Wilbet. Only at me. And in his gaze, I saw it—possession. This wasn’t love. This wasn’t escape. This was the beginning of something far more dangerous.

Jada prayed and asked God to provide a miracle that would be a solution to her family’s problems. They had always been poor, but this was the worst situation they had ever been in. Her father had to be taken to the hospital two weeks ago, and she had become the sole provider for their home. Marilou had given them what money she had that she could to help, but she wasn’t exactly rolling in money herself. The young girl had a huge responsibility placed upon her shoulders, but she was determined not to lose their home or have the children sent to foster care. She had been waiting tables and using her tips to buy gas and groceries, but it was barely enough most days. Her paycheck had not been enough to pay all the bills since her father had let them get so far behind. Mrs. DeRoya cleared her throat, signaling that she would answer the girl. “Miss Pence, I only had one child, my son Brayden here. My husband was also an only child. So, unless Brayden produces an heir, our bloodline here in the United States is lost. What we need is a surrogate to carry the child. If you sign the contract, when the child is born you will receive one million dollars to take your siblings and go have a good life,” she said, staring at her without emotion.

Blurb "Sign the papers, Celeste." I wiped the blood from my nose, my hands trembling as I handed my husband the contract I had worked tirelessly to finalize for him. But instead of gratitude, he shoved divorce papers in my face. And beside him, smirking in triumph, was the woman he had replaced me with—the daughter of his boss. Five years of sacrifice, of love, of loyalty… all reduced to nothing. Ethan Carter had used me, discarded me, and now he was climbing higher on the back of another woman. I thought that was the end of my story. Until he appeared. Damien Sinclair—the youngest billionaire in the country, ruthless in business, feared by his enemies, and a man who never gave without taking something in return. And he wanted me. Overnight, I went from the forgotten ex-wife to the envy of high society, the woman draped in luxury, held in the arms of a man who commanded the world. But Damien’s interest in me wasn’t coincidence. He knew my past. He knew my pain. And when he whispered my childhood nickname in his sleep, I realized… he knew me. Now, I must uncover the truth before I lose myself in the passion, the power, and the dangerous game I never saw coming. Because in Damien’s world, love is just another negotiation—and I might be the one paying the ultimate price.

I was sitting in City Hall, about to sign that damn mate bond certificate with Logan—Alpha of the Eastside Moonclaws—when his phone buzzed. One glance. Then he stood up like this was all just another errand. Didn’t even flinch when he said: “Something came up. Let’s push the bond signing to another day, yeah?” And just like that, he was gone. Left me sitting alone, surrounded by bonded pairs, all glowing with that sickly sweet “forever” vibe. Why? Because Emma, his darling little childhood packmate, twisted her ankle during pack-speed training—trying to keep up with the advanced wolves when she barely passed the basic shifts. Ten minutes later, I get a text: “Emma’s injury’s kinda serious. I gotta stay with her. Let’s move the wedding, okay?” Just another time—maybe the last—Logan picked her over me. But this time? No tears. No begging. No rage. The clerk gave me a quiet look, like she already knew how the story ended. “Ma’am... do you still want to proceed?” I pulled out my phone.Didn’t wait for him to change his mind. The clerk gave me that soft, pitying look. “Ma’am... do you still want to proceed?” I shook my head, and dialed home. The moment my Beta sister picked up. “Tell Alpha Dad I’m coming back to the Ridge. Today.” A pause. “You sure?” “Yeah,” I said, standing up, my voice steady. “I’m done here.” And just like that, I walked out. Not just from the building—but from him.

Romane Olivier aimait un homme de tout son cœur depuis dix ans, mais elle a été tuée par l’amante de cet homme.Arthur Caron pensait que Romane, sa femme vivait comme servante dans la maison, que le mariage était tout pour cette dernière, jusqu'à ce qu'il reçoive sa demande de divorce.« Pourquoi divorcer ? », a demandé Arthur avec arrogance. Il était convaincu que cette femme ne pouvait pas se séparer de lui.« Ce n’est pas toi qui veux me tuer pour épouser ton amante ? Donc je te donne cette faveur ！ » Romane a ri d'un air moqueur : « Arthur, dans cette vie, je ne veux pas être aveuglée par mes sentiments envers toi！ » La renaissance de Romane lui donnait une opportunité de changer son sort, elle a donc demandé le divorce et essayait de se débarrasser de son ex-mari.Lors de la conférence de presse de son entreprise, les médias lui ont demandé : « On a entendu dire que vous étiez en train de divorcer avec votre mari, puis-je vous demander pourquoi ? »Romane a répondu : « Je ne l’aime plus. »L’accident de sa vie précédente a détruit tout son amour pour cet homme.Tournant son regard vers le passé, c’était elle qui avait été trop bête et était tombée dans le piège des autres.

Memories would flow back. Spells would be casted. The dead would be resurrected. A war would ensue. And a change in the atmosphere... the wicked ones became good and the good ones became wicked. The Chosen Twelve were destined to protect the mages of Ataraxia from formidable black creatures, in accordance to the prophecy of the Phoenix Empress. They were the Celestial Zodiacs, the most powerful twelve beings. They were the keepers of peace and order. The chosen ones who will soon retrieve Ataraxia from its ashes.

'Once you sign the paper, you are already bound by him. There’s no escape, only death. ’ Online purchasing ay madali lang gawin. Add to cart and place the order. Lorelay Sugala ay isang anak na kailangang humanap ng kalahating milyon pampa-opera sa kapatid niya. Sa bayan nila ay may isang lalaking tinatawag ng lahat na ‘madman’. Ayon dito, isa itong baliw na matanda na nakatira sa malaking bahay sa kanilang lugar. Ang sinasabi nilang "madman" ay naghahanap ng mapapangasawa na sasamahan siya sa buhay. Maraming nag apply dahil sa malaking pera na kapalit. Isa na doon si Lorelay. Sa daan-daang babae na nag-apply, siya ang napiling e purchase ng madman na kilala sa tawag na Ho Shein o Mr. Shein. Nang malaman ni Lorelay na siya ang napili ni Mr. Shein na pakasalan ay pumayag agad ito na ikasal sila ng alkalde ng kanilang lugar sa lalong madaling panahon. Ang hindi niya alam, ang taong madman na sinasabi ng bayan ay isa palang mayamang binatilyo na nagtataglay ng angking kagwapuhan ngunit may madilim na nakaraan. Online purchasing ay madali lang gawin. Add to cart and place the order. But was everything just a coincidence? Or was it meant to entice her into a trap?

Trois ans après le mariage, Léa Vasseur ne pouvait pas être le vrai amour d’Enzo Faure.Quand le premier amour de celui-ci est rentré à ses côtés, tout ce que Léa a obtenu était un accord de divorce.« Si je portais notre enfant, voudrais-tu toujours divorcer ? »Elle voulait se battre pour la dernière fois.À ce moment-là, il lui a répondu froidement : « Oui ! »Léa a fermé les yeux. Elle a décidé de le laisser partir....À la fin, elle était allongée dans le lit d’hôpital, avec un cœur brisé, elle a signé l’accord de divorce.« Enzo, nous ne nous devons rien l’un à l’autre... »Celui qui avait été résolu en action, s’est appuyé sur le lit et a prié à voix basse : « Léa, ne divorçons pas, d’accord ? »