Daryl Dixon Fanfic

Umikot ang mundo ni Sunshine kay Angelo at sa anak nilang si Daryl ngunit imbes na pagmamahal, nagtulong pa ang mag-ama na ipadala siya sa kulungan. Paglaya niya matapos ang dalawang taon, mismong birthday din ng anak niya. Pero ang kahilingan nito? “I want a new mommy.You're a bad woman! I don’t want you as my mom!” Ang asawa niya ay malamig ang boses na nagsalita. “Sunshine, let’s get a divorce. I’ll take our son.” At ang kabit nito, ngiting-ngiti na tumingin sa kanya. “Sunshine, your husband and your son are mine now.” Tiniis niya ang panlalait ng biyenan, panghuhusga ng lahat at pagiging malamig ni Angelo. Pero sa loob lang ng dalawang taon, nawalan siya ng ama, ng anak, ng asawa… ng tahanan. Sa huli, napuno rin si Sunshine. “Then let's end it. Let’s divorce.” Pagkatapos ng lahat, may isang lalaking muling lumapit sa kanya, ang matagal na niyang crush noon. Tahimik, mabait, at laging nariyan para sa kanya. Doon lang niya nalaman kung gaano kasarap mahalin ng taong totoo kang pinipili. Pero totoo nga ba ang pinakikita nito sa kanya o isa lang itong patibong ng tadhana para muli siyang ilugmok habang pinipilit niyang itayo ang sarili mula sa pagtalikod ng pamilya sa kanya?

Elena diminta untuk menikah dengan Alaric, ketua mafia Black Hold yang terkesan berdarah dingin. Permintaan itu disampaikan langsung oleh Vanessa, istri Alaric yang tengah sekarat di ranjang rumah sakit setelah melahirkan putra mereka. Alaric tidak bisa menolak. Ia menikahi Elena tanpa cinta dan sangat enggan untuk menyentuhnya. Ia bahkan tidak ingin tidur di ranjang yang sama. Alaric menikahi Elena hanya karena permintaan mendiang istrinya, juga sebagai ibu sambung bagi putranya yang sudah menjadi piatu di hari pertama ia dilahirkan. Elena berusaha untuk merebut hati suaminya, tapi satu kesalahan besar membuat Alaric begitu murka dan mengurungnya di ruang bawah tanah. Ia lalai menjaga Daryl, si bayi kecil yang membuatnya terjatuh dari ranjang. Alaric ingin sekali menghabisi Elena karena telah membuat anaknya hampir meregang nyawa, tapi mengingat wasiat istrinya, keinginan itu langsung ia urungkan. Sesekali Elena diberi siksaan agar ia selalu menyesal atas kelalaian yang sudah ia lakukan. Hingga suatu hari Alaric kembali memenjarakan seseorang, pria yang merupakan orang kepercayaannya, tapi terbukti berkhianat. Ia memenjarakan pria itu di ruangan yang sama dengan Elena. Meminta agar pria itu menghamili Elena, sebab ia ingin balas dendam dengan membunuh bayi yang lahir dari rahim Elena sebagai bentuk pelampiasan amarahnya. Namun, apa jadinya ketika pria itu dan Elena malah saling jatuh cinta dan mencari cara agar bisa keluar dari kurungan untuk hidup bersama dengan penuh cinta?

"What? S-so she's going to be my future stepmother, Dad? Seriously? She's even more suited to be my sister! Or...maybe my affair! She must just want to get her hands on your fortune, Dad! Come on! She's nothing more than a deadbeat chick! So, how much do you want, huh? 5 billion? 10 billion? How much? Name your price!" Adrian stared sardonically at the young woman. ***** Alicia Zareta, a young girl of Bandung descent, orphaned, who was only cared for and raised by a distant aunt. Aly, as she is called, is a little innocent, kind, but smart. when she was 19 years old, she received an student scholarship, she met a wealthy man who turned out to be the son of a prominent Billionaire in this country, Australia. They had been in love when they both studied at the same place. He is handsome, a top student, loves speeding or wild racing both cars and motorbikes, but he is also smart and a little arrogant. His charm has always attracted the ladies! He is Adrian Evans Anderson, Adrian was 21 years old that time. Adrian played Alicia thinking of her as an insignificant bet! Adrian even betrayed her by having an affair! Adrian humiliated her in front of many people, which Alicia has never forgotten until now! Left a mark on her that she can't erase! A baby in her womb... Finally Aaron Daryl Anderson 42 year old, a Billionaire CEO in a big company in Australia  came to heal the wounds of her heart, and Alicia tried to accept the man whose age was adrift about 20 years even more with the sincerity of his love. Will Alicia continue with their wedding plans?  Or is this her chance to avenge her heartache by marrying the father of the man who hurt her?

My foster sister, Gloria Binder, and I married a pair of werewolf brothers. I married the older brother, the steady one who ran the Dixon household. She married the man who held power over the entire pack. We got pregnant in the same year. In a couple of months, they would be able to take a sample of our babies' cardiogen and use it as medicine to treat their fathers' illness. Two months before my due date, the gates of the outer villa were kicked open. The intruders beat me, fists and boots coming down hard, then forced a bowl of labor-inducing medicine down my throat. I screamed at the maid beside me to run and get my mate. But all I got back was his message. He was furious. "You said you wanted peace and quiet and insisted on staying at the secluded villa to rest. Now you're pulling something this low just to drag me over there? I don't have time to waste on you. Judy needs a few plants moved into her yard. She's delicate and can't do heavy work. I'm helping her." The medicine had already taken effect. I could feel the baby thrashing, as if it were about to tear its way out of me. I would have died from the pain if Gloria hadn't come back from gathering herbs and saved my life. She sent people to find my mate and demand justice for me. Yet, all she got was another message. "You're living just fine in the villa. Who would dare hurt you? I need to help my brother plant a few more shrubs for Judy. I don't have time for your petty drama!" Gloria was pregnant, too. After being beaten and kicked, she lost her baby. We lay in a pool of blood, holding each other. "Gloria," I whispered through tears, "I don't want to repay any debts anymore. I want to sever my bond with Lesley."

My husband, Jaxon Murray, was a renowned medical expert and owned a big company. He was participating in a clinical drug trial when someone tampered with his medication. Under the influence, he ended up entangled with an intern—ninety-nine times, right there on the lab table. When he regained clarity, he rushed home, locked himself in the bathroom, and submerged himself in the tub without food or water as he waited for me to return from work. "Lauren," he said, "my medication was switched during the trial. I made a terrible mistake. But I paid her off and had her dismissed. She'll never appear before me again." I wept miserably, clutching my belly that had once again failed to carry life. And in the end, I chose to forgive him. Several months later, he crashed into a guardrail while answering a phone call, causing me to miscarry. The injury left me unable to conceive for life. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his voice choked with remorse. "Darling, I don't deserve you. I'm so sorry… We don't need children. We have each other, isn't that enough?" One day, I went to bring him lunch, only to find him in the next hospital room, cradling and feeding the woman he swore he'd never see again. "She's too weak to eat by herself," he said. "She has early-stage stomach cancer. There's no one else to take care of her… she's all alone." I chose to believe him. Again. Until one day, a pair of twins appeared in our home. Sophie Dixon knelt before me, wearing the postpartum gown he had once lovingly picked out for me, clutching my hand with tears streaming down her face. "It's all my fault. Please don't blame Jaxon. If you say the word, I'll leave with the children immediately." Jaxon grabbed my other hand, desperation thick in his voice. "Lauren, you've always been the kindest person I know. The children are still so young. How could Sophie possibly raise them alone? You wouldn't be that cruel… would you?" I looked down at the hands gripping mine from both sides, and suddenly, I laughed. "Jaxon, let's get a divorce. I wish you both a lifetime of happiness."