Did Tanjiro Become A Hashira

After the death of her parents at the hands of her Alpha, Ivy was taken in by a pack that didn’t want her. Her fate would remain undecided until her eighteenth birthday when she and her best friend Abbie would likely be sentenced to death. Their crime: being rogue. As Ivy waited for her sentence to be handed down, fate intervened. Little did she know that death would’ve been the easy way out. King Kyson, the last remaining Royal, was visiting the sleepy pack town on that fateful day. After taking an interest in the girl, he orders her Alpha to hand her over. It doesn’t take long until his obsession with her takes over and turns into something else when he makes her his consort. His feelings may be more than either of them bargained for when secrets are revealed—ones that could tear them apart. Love or vengeance? Sometimes the lines that are drawn become a little blurred, and the temptation is too much. Will the King forget the pain of his past, and can Ivy forgive the pain he caused her?

Xayne is a high school student by day and Boxer by night who lived with her Aunt after the death of her parent. She was much a fighter who took her career more than her education. She was a big nuisance in the school who was difficult to control as she got into fight with anyone who picked on her. Although she was a fighter she wasn't good in the ring as she always got her ass kicked by opponent. Desperate to find a way out she kept changing her Manager but it didn't change anything. She was titled weak which always send anger running down her vein. Xayne was ready to cling to anyone who could train her to become the perfect boxer she wishes to be. That was when she met Shane, the new hot dude at school. He was more of a fighter like her but the difference was he always had his opponent down which of course caused everyone to fear him. Xayne clinged to him with the hopes of being like him and they did get along but only if she knew what he was.

“Breathe... Breathe Cassandra... Breathe...” She was about to give the best show of her life… But never did I imagine I was going to become the star of it. From the moment that our breaths mingled and our skins melted. She became the only reason that I breathed. MY ONLY DESIRE TO LIVE. Living a life ruled by my father and the ever-burning demands of his mafia empire; if ever I was going to defy it all, then it was going to be for her. And that was exactly what I did. I was determined to watch it all crash down and burn. Start a war. ALL FOR HER. Except I never imagined the secrets that I would uncover. The truths revealed and the lies that would be untold. A life perfectly orchestrated by the hands of the ones that I thought I could trust. So I had a choice… I could lay my soul bare and let her slice me open… LOSE IT ALL. Or play it safe and obey the code by which we lived… Was it ever a question? Ever a decision that needed to be made? She was my blind desire. AND SHE WAS ABOUT TO TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE.

The lovelies only between the couple who done love marriage??? Can’t It be in arranged marriage??     Who said love is only between same-age people?? It can be between any age people.    Harshal Sanghi and Pankaj Mittal are coupled with an age gap of 7 years.    While Harshal is an 18 years old girl who had an aspiring dream for her career.    Pankaj Is a 25 years old and successful charted Accountant. He had his firms.     On their first meeting, she will become his little kitten but, she is not an easy girl to take everything so, so it ended up with a harshal warning. Why did he get warned by her in the first meet?? What made her show her tough side to him??    They both tie the knot with their parent's choices. Will they fall in love with each other?? Will she achieve her dreams??? Will he be her support?? will their arranged marriage last forever???          This is my first book and totally from my imagination. This book had love and family emotions. Let's travel together through their journey. Hope you all will like it and support me.

On my eighteenth birthday, the High King summoned the heirs of the four great clans—the Vampires, the Werewolves, the High Serpent Clan, and the Merfolk. He laid their portraits before me and said, "Choose one to be your bondmate." I did not hesitate. I pointed to Damon—the werewolf with no noble bloodline, born in a forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court erupted in disbelief. Everyone knew who I used to love. Alpha Iris—the heir of the most powerful Lycan bloodline. For seven years, I chased him with blind devotion. No matter how harshly he treated me, I never gave up. I confessed to him over and over, sometimes right in the royal court. I even performed a blood-binding ritual—slitting my wrist—to earn the right to marry him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married him and we performed the mate bonding ceremony. With that union, he inherited the High King's resources and rose to become the ruler of all four clans. However, what I did not expect was that after our wedding, he turned around and marked my adoptive sister. My parents were furious and sent her away. From that day on, Iris hated me with a vengeance. He surrounded himself with women who all looked eerily like her. One by one, they came—each more vicious than the last. With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was. The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control. Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it. I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me. However, fate gave me another chance. In this life, I would not make the same mistake. When the High King once again asked me to choose a partner for the marriage alliance, I chose Damon—the one no one ever noticed—without even blinking. I thought I was finally free of the past. However, the moment the engagement was announced… Alpha Iris lost his mind.

Nikolas Kowalski was a Lycan rogue that rose from the ashes of his past to become the most powerful man of his era. Although he had turned his life around, his thirst for revenge was beyond his control, and he sort to get even with the people that burned, destroyed his family and made them into rogues. He sorts to seek revenge on the alpha that defeated his father and exiled his mother while pregnant with him. Luckily he did not go feral because he was born packless, but his mother was able to hold on to her sanity long enough to raise him and tell him her version of the truth. Now that he has risen with so much hate, he seeks to destroy the man and people behind his family’s demise by taking his territory, his daughter, Aliana, and making her and the people suffer. Although Nikolas seeks revenge and retribution through Aliana, his heart and wolf seek otherwise; enthralled by her personality, he falls deeper than he could ever imagine.

“No Jason!I cannot stand in as your brother’s bride ! What happens to our engagement?” Aliyah shrieked after her long college sweetheart asked that she stands in as his brother’s bride till he finds the real bride. “Nothing Aliyah, Nothing can come between our love, i just need you to help save the face of my family, id be back with the bride before the wedding proceeds “ he lied and successfully manipulated love struck Aliyah. Little did she know her close to perfect lifestyle is about to become a nightmare. Time is speeding and the real bride is yet to be found, now, Aliyah has to stick to the script and play the role of Kelan Donald's bride who happens to be in coma. Soon she found some shocking truth that left her world crumbling down What happens when Aliyah finds out there was no initial bride, everything was a charade and pre-planned by her college sweetheart, Jason? What happens when she realizes the man she was lured to marry is actually in coma? And why will Jason do that to her?

My throat burned as he wrapped his hand around it, his grip was firm but not crushing—cold steel pressed against my neck, the knife. I gasped, my bag slipping from my shoulder. It hit the ground with a dull thud, spilling open, and my book tumbled out. He glanced down, bent, picked it up, and flipped it open. His eyes skimmed the page. Then his mouth curved into something that wasn’t quite a smile, a dark smirk, like he knew exactly what I had been reading. And worse, he saw the notes. My handwriting in the margins, messy lines of ink: God, I wish someone would ruin me like this. I shouldn’t like it, but I do. Imagine the knife on me instead. Heat exploded in my face. I wanted the ground to swallow me. His eyes lifted back to mine, and I couldn’t breathe. ***** I was just a college freshman, lost in dark romance novels and fantasies of forbidden love. But my life took a deadly turn when I stumbled upon a mafia boss's secret in a dimly lit alley. Little did I know, the killer I witnessed would become my professor, and my obsession would become my downfall. Now, I'm trapped in a game of cat and mouse, where the stakes are higher than I ever imagined. My obsession grows with every passing moment, and I'm forced to confront the shadows within myself. But not everything is what it seems. What begins as an obsession may turn into something far more dangerous….. like revenge.

On my wedding day, my husband abandoned me to marry his childhood sweetheart, while I was tortured to death. *** Yeah. That was how my first life ended, pathetic. Wasn't it? I was the perfect fiancée: quiet, obedient, hopelessly in love with a man who never loved me back. For three years, I erased myself to become Adrian Whitmore's first love, Isabella Clarke, the woman he truly loved. I cooked for him, fought for him, and even gave up my father's company for him. And what did I get in return? Betrayal. Humiliation. Death. But heaven gave me another chance. I wake up three years earlier, at our engagement party. The same party where Adrian threw our rings into the pool and I—desperate and pathetic—dove in to retrieve them. Not this time. This time, I throw the rings back in his face. I expose his secrets, reclaim my father's empire, and walk away from the man who never deserved me. But Adrian isn't ready to let go. The obedient woman who worshipped him is gone, replaced by someone he can't control or predict. For the first time in his arrogant life, he wants what he can't have—me. Too bad I'm done being anyone's second choice. With a sweet billionaire offering genuine devotion and a dangerous mafia boss promising absolute protection, I finally have options. Meanwhile, Adrian watches helplessly as I become everything he never let me be. In my first life, I died for love. In my second life, everyone who hurt me will pay.

Back then, he was my everything. He was my childhood friend, my neighbor, and my teenage dream. I used my chance to confess my love to him on prom night, in front of everyone! It turned out he rejected me just because of the ridiculous reason that his type of girl was a supermodel. Seven years passed, and I still had not become what he wanted. My life had become even harder. I was getting too old to remain a model, and my boyfriend had cheated on me. Until one night, I met him again, my ex-crush. It was time to take revenge and make him beg for my love. A golden opportunity came when my new boss at the agency promised me the title of supermodel as long as I obeyed him. Unfortunately, there was no such thing as a free lunch. There was something I could not control in this dazzling fashion world. Did I really have to give up everything to achieve success, both in my career and in my love life? Could I have a brilliant career without sacrificing my romance? *** "Last night was a mistake," she sighed. "I thought you were commenting that last night was amazing," I teased with a smile. "Yes, last night was amazing, and yes, I admit it was the best sex I've ever had in my adulthood," she grunted, looking frustrated. Upon hearing that confession, my blood boiled. I rose from my chair and stood right next to her. She looked puzzled as I trapped her in the chair. I leaned down low. "Then don't say it was a mistake. Last night was the best thing I've ever had in my adulthood," I whispered in her ear.