Dan And Phil Hat Fic Novels & Stories

“I want to crush your body and soul. That golden look I want to steal it away”“You are sick” I screamed trying to push him away.Fingers wrapped around my throat, gently holding me against the wall, but making sure I could not move“I want to take this happy spirit of yours and it into mine; I want to be happy also. I don’t know how else to do it other than to touch you Marie”I looked on as he lowered his , teeth digging into mine, he bit my bottom lip, I cried out in pain, he used the opportunity to fully delve into my mouth. When Queen bee Marie Richwood, is forced from the comfort of her home to South Africa, she decides to continue being queen bee of her school in Africa, which means getting anything she wants, but things did not go as planned.Cyrus Kaye, the son of a famous lawyer and Fashion Designer is lonely and unloved, lacking love and attention except the one he gets from the cook, Cyrus is launched into Marie's jovial lifestyle, moving from Hate to Love until the two finds their love

Roberth thought life was just fun and parties, and hurting girls' hearts was fun. He soon realizes this is a big mistake, as his father arranges a marriage between him and Sarah, the least popular girl at university. Years pass and Roberth starts cheating on his wife, making her suffer, until it culminates in a divorce. However, life has other plans: he begins to miss Sarah, and will do anything to win her back. How far will Roberth go to save this love?

After being dumped for the 99th time for being a “chatterbox,” I finally met my soulmate, Lysander Thorne. As the Mafia godfather, he was a man of few words, but listened to every single word I said with rapt attention. His proposal shattered the curse that had doomed me to a hundred rejections. But, I discovered a fatal flaw in Lysander after we got married. Whatever he spoke to me, he never exceeded ten words. I thought it was his stoic personality until I gave a hand to a girl being harassed by a thug at the bar. At the police station, the girl asked, “Has your husband not arrived yet? My friend will pick me up and you can leave with us.” The next second, I saw Lysander rushing in, looking utterly disheveled. “Elara Thorne! Why do you stir up trouble on your very first day back home? You've got wings of your own now, haven’t you? Did I ever tell you to stay safe firstly when something happened? Stop being so impulsive!” It turned out Lysander could get emotional. How ridiculous! When Lysander entered, his eyes were solely fixed on Elara. I looked at him with a blank expression, and wordlessly walked out of the police station.

During an ambush, I risked everything to save Matthew, but in doing so, I lost the ability to stand—my legs were permanently damaged. Matthew was devastated. Holding me close, he swore he would love me forever and never betray me. Overwhelmed with emotion, I agreed to marry him. In secret, I sought medical treatment, and after a long, gruelling journey, the day finally came when the doctor told me I could walk again. Overjoyed, I rushed home, eager to share the incredible news with him. However, the moment I pushed open the door, my world collapsed. Matthew was fooling around with his female assistant—right there in our home. On our bed. Wrapped in each other's arms, they kissed passionately, completely lost in the moment. As things heated up, the woman gazed at him and murmured, "Matt, why don't you just leave that cripple? She can't satisfy you at all." "Don't you love the thrill of sneaking around? It wouldn't be nearly as exciting if I left her." A wave of icy rage surged through me. So that was what our marriage meant to him—nothing more than a twisted game, a joke between him and his mistress. Drained and heartbroken, I turned and walked out. That night, I booked a flight back to my hometown. I was done with this city. Let Matthew live with his regret.

Ángela was the typical housewife married to a doctor. Everyone thought she had a perfect life. And while they weren’t wrong about the material comforts, they were completely mistaken about her marriage. Cristian, her husband, has never loved her and has never treated her well. Their union was arranged by their parents. When they married, it settled a million-dollar debt owed by Ángela’s father to her now father-in-law. She lived a monotonous life, with her only escape being her dance classes. But everything changed overnight when she discovered her husband had a mistress—and had no intention of leaving her. Out of spite, Ángela accepted a job as a Burlesque dancer at a cabaret. She also began an affair with Eduardo, the club’s owner, who turned out to be her brother-in-law and the black sheep of the family. What follows is a spiral of complications. Ángela becomes entangled in a forbidden and dangerous romance. She comes face to face with the world of organized crime. Her husband, upon learning of her infidelity, grows obsessively jealous. Along the way, she meets a friend who tries to help her escape this toxic environment. The choices Ángela makes from here on will determine the course of her future. (Registration Safe Creative: 2506162153601)

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He was never going to have anything to do with wretched mortals, he was a god. Humans were pathetic. Axel reminded himself all through his 1,000 years on earth. He stuck with his decision until he was faced with a threat that unlocked a possessive side he never thought he had. ---------------- Orphaned at the age of seven, Ariel grows up lonely and seeks deep connections and companionship. Unfortunately, she seeks it from the wrong people. Ariel met Bianca in highschool. Ariel had a nice voice and stage fright, while Bianca had the confidence she lacked, and admired the splendor that comes with being a celebrity. Desperate to please her friend, Ariel becomes Bianca's ghost singer. This decision leads her to a tragic end, she falls into the hands of a god waiting for a mortal to devour.

Synopis: The setting of the story was in Rome and Guidecca in Venice, in Europe; From the month of August to the month of December, in year 2000. It's a woman lead! It is a romantic story of werewolves. It all started in a dream where Lucinda, an Omega and the protagonist in the story, was being chased by a pack of female wolves led by a female Alpha. In the run for her life, Lucinda stumbled and fell down, now living in the mercy of the wolves. But before the wolves could harm her, she saw herself in a different scene in her dream, where a male wolf awaited to embrace her. Lucinda woke up on a tap by her mother, Mrs. Adeline, only to realize that she had been dreaming. Her mom told her to freshen up for there were visitors waiting for her in the sitting room. The visitors were Elders from a pack where Lucinda, the only werewolf in her family belonged. After the Elders had stated their mission, Mr. Gabriel, Lucinda's father agreed with his wife on the visitors' quest, and they made a trip to their hometown. In their hometown, Lucinda was welcomed to the pack in the pack house, as was due. Lucinda's stay was almost gaining to a perfect and peaceful stay, untill a female Alpha, Chloé came into her life. The Alpha and some members of the pack hated Lucinda, for she was desirable to a male Alpha, Jack, whom the group admired. Lucinda and Jack created romantic scenes that worsened Chloé's hatred for Lucinda.

What do you do when your mate turns out to be the Alpha of the pack you and your people have lived to hate? Blue Blood pack and Blacktooth Guardians pack have never been on good terms ever! Arya, the daughter of the Alpha of Blue Blood pack has never desired anything in her life. She always gets everything she wants, in her way, until the day she strays into Logan's territory. He is a ruthless and arrogant ruler that has made Blacktooth Guardians the strongest pack in the entire land. He doesn't compromise with anyone who dares to meddle with his pack, especially intruders. But something, he can't understand changes his way of seeing things when Arya is brought into his eyes. Arya is beautiful, flawless and she is his mate, and he has all the intentions of making her his. He is determined on keeping her against his own consciousness, his pack and his fellow leaders, against the entire Blue Blood pack, and even against her own will! It's a mixture of strong emotions; love and hate that sets off an explosion of events that leaves them reeling. With shock. With truth. With desire.

My request to transfer back to the headquarters was once again rejected in my sixth year on the frontline. The official reason was that spouses were not allowed to work in the same hospital, supposedly to prevent workplace romance. The reason failed to convince me. I secretly returned to Kingsfield, hoping to get an answer from my superior. … Outside the office, I overheard the conversation between him and my husband, George Durand. My superior started, "You have been keeping Ivy's application on hold over the last five years for Mia, but Ivy is hitting the age limit next year. This is her last chance to be transferred back." George's expression did not change. "That position has to go to Mia. Ivy can stay where she is. Mia has a promising future. She can't lose this opportunity." My superior argued back, "Staying at headquarters is Ivy's dream too. You manipulated me into sending her to the frontline, and then you kept blocking her transfer requests. "As for Mia, she failed her assessment. Without your protection, she would've been dismissed long ago. Are you really going to keep covering for her?" Anger contorted George's face. "Everyone knows Ivy is my wife! Nobody will pick on her! Unlike her, Mia doesn't have a special background. She won't survive the battlefield. I'll take Mia under my wing and train her personally. Nobody is touching her without my permission." I called the lawyer with tears in my eyes. "Please prepare the divorce papers for me," I said. "As soon as possible." I let five years of my life go to waste, only to discover that George had found another woman. Since there was no more love between us, I would stop clinging to him.