Don't Lose Your Way Kill La Kill

My father had always been against my marriage to Ryan Kane, a vampire of noble birth. He believed that as a human, I had no place in the vampire world. He warned me that if Ryan ever changed his mind, without his protection, my half-blood child and I would be nothing more than walking blood bags in the eyes of vampires. But I believed in Ryan—and in our love. My husband had always been gentle and attentive. He had even defied everyone to make me, a human, his vampire bride. That was before Ryan's human ex-fiancée had her engagement called off and returned to the country seeking his help. I went to the hospital alone. While I was learning that my pregnancy was high-risk, Ryan was there attending her prenatal checkup, even introducing her to the doctor as his wife. All he had for me was one cold line: "Keep pushing me and I'll file for divorce." I pressed my hand against my stomach and dialed a number I hadn't called in years. "Dad, you were right... I want a divorce." Two weeks. That was all it would take for me to disappear from his life completely. But later—that same vampire who had discarded me like I was nothing showed up at my wedding to another man, trembling all over, calling my name in a broken voice.

Daughter of an alpha, Evelyn, is being forced to marry an unknown alpha, despite her desire to find her true mate. Because she comes from a line of wolves with gifts, her's being that of fire which presented when she was 18, she must wait until she is 21 or mated to know her true mate. Traveling to the Council of Alphas, she meets an Alpha with an unsavory personality, Alpha Noah. However, any alpha would be better than the one her mother has chosen for her, Alpha Kent. He is searching for anyone who will fill his bed and submit to him entirely. When Alpha Noah offers to save her from her fate, Evelyn is unsure which of the lesser evils she must take.

Pia Bellucci descends from the slums in Hughlin. Orphans like her are supposed to spend their lives struggling in the bottom rung of society. They are meant to live in the darkness till they draw their last breaths. But the appearance of Vito Castaldo, the Don of the Castaldo family, has completely rewritten Pia's fate. Thanks to Pia's resilience and talent, she fights against all odds and becomes Vito's personal bodyguard. She takes it upon herself to block all harm coming his way and resolve deadly crises for him. Once, when Pia gets kidnapped by Vito's rivals in his stead and almost dies in that ordeal, Vito confesses his feelings to her after rescuing her. After that, he holds an engagement banquet and slides a diamond ring onto her finger before making his vow. "Once I become the Don of Nework, you shall become the Donna." Pia is grateful to Vito for saving her life while showering her with love and affection. It's only natural that she's willing to sacrifice everything for his sake. From then, she works even harder in striking more dangerous deals and wrapping up the most brutal negotiations on Vito's behalf. She practically puts herself at risk just to get rid of all obstacles in his way until his strongest foes are dead. But when Pia thinks her dream is about to come true, she stumbles upon the cruelest truth. It turns out that she's nothing but a tool for Vito to wield from the start till the end.

Bahkan dari awal pertemuan pun, keduanya telah memiliki keterkaitan satu sama lain. Setelah beribu usaha yang sudah semesta kerahkan, ini saatnya untuk menyatukan keduanya. Banyak hal yang tidak disadari keduanya, jika memang keduanya pantas untuk disandingkan bersama. Terlalu sering terjadinya pertikaian karena kesalahpahaman antara keduanya, tak membuat semesta berhenti untuk menyatukan mereka. Inilah cerita Raditya dan Adinda yang menjadi hasil tangan indah sang semesta.

During the third year of our marriage, my husband's ex—whom he dated for eight years—suddenly shares a photo of a ten-million-dollar marital home on her social media. It's captioned, "I've finally gotten a mansion! Who's the best at dating? I am!" I gape at the image—I see my husband swiping his card at the real estate sales office in a corner of the photo. I leave a question mark in the comments. In the next second, my husband calls me to tell me off. "I'm just making good on a promise I made her when we were dating—to buy her a marital home. Why did you have to go insult her like that? Are you evil enough to turn me into a man who goes back on his word?" That evening, his ex shares another photo of a million-dollar renovation bill. I know it's a gift from my husband to appease her, but I don't care anymore…

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Él susurró el nombre de ella novecientas noventa y nueve veces mientras dormía. Nunca el mío. Durante cinco años, le di todo a Vincent Bonanno, el heredero de una de las dinastías mafiosas más poderosas de Europa. Hice de su casa un hogar, recordé cada detalle descuidado que soltaba e incluso abandoné mi sueño de convertirme en artista, creyendo que un día, finalmente, me elegiría. Pero cada vez que aparecía Alessia, su lealtad se inclinaba hacia ella. La noche en que el fondue hirviente me dejó cicatrices en los brazos, él se apresuró a protegerla de un rasguño que apenas le enrojeció la piel. En público, su mirada nunca se quedaba conmigo, en cambio solo se perdía en ella. Yo era la esposa ante la ley, más nunca lo fui en la práctica. Así que me marché. Solo con una maleta, los papeles del divorcio que firmó sin darse cuenta y un secreto que nunca planeé compartir: tenía tres meses de embarazo. Él se dio cuenta demasiado tarde. Para ese momento, el divorcio ya era real, al igual que el expediente de la clínica. Y para cuando se dio cuenta, yo había desaparecido. En aquel momento, el hombre que alguna vez gobernaba ciudades con un poder despiadado, estaba dispuesto a poner el mundo patas arriba para encontrarnos. Él tenía soldados, dinero y mil disculpas que nunca me dio cuando yo todavía era su esposa. Pero yo ya no era la mujer que suplicaba por su afecto. Era una madre, una artista y una sobreviviente. La pregunta no era si Vincent podía alcanzarme. La cuestión era si, cuando lo hiciera, alguna vez lo dejaría volver a la vida que destruyó.

Diselingkuhi membuat Naya memasukkan mantan keparatnya ke dalam buku hitam miliknya. Ia tidak mau bertemu, mendengar nama laki-laki itu. Perasaaannya yang sudah dia tata sedemian rupa, tak ingin ia hancurkan. Namun, Naya mungkin lupa kalau masih ada peluan pertemuan, meski sudah sangat berhati-hati. Bagaimana perasaan Naya ketika bertemu dengan mantan keparatnya? Apakah benar-benar bisa terus tertata rapi, atau malah sebaliknya?

Because I was a cheapskate, I rented a cheap apartment. The catch? Someone had died in it. The soundproofing of the house was bad, and I could hear my neighbor’s wife moaning every night. But my other neighbor told me that there was no one living in the apartment next to mine.

Yo era una chica de los suburbios que se enamoró de Damon Vitale, el padrino más temido de Nueva York. Durante cinco años, fui suya. Recibí nueve balas por él. Él besaba mis cicatrices mientras yo me desangraba por su causa. Me estrechaba contra él. Abrochaba el collar de la reina alrededor de mi garganta. Luego, una vez que sanaba, me poseía sin sentido, con una pasión que se sentía eterna. Pensé que pasaríamos nuestras vidas juntos. Pensé que se casaría conmigo. Pero en nuestra noche número 999 juntos, me dijo que estaba comprometido. Con Bianca, una princesa de la mafia de una familia rival. Me tragué mis lágrimas. Él simplemente me tomó de la barbilla, me sopló el humo en la cara y se rió. —Realmente no pensaste que podrías casarte conmigo, ¿verdad, Nora? Seamos claros. Nosotros tenemos sexo. Eso es todo. No eres una socia. Eres una pieza de arte que colecciono. Una mascota de mi propiedad. Una mascota. Eso es todo lo que él siempre quiso que yo fuera. En lugar de eso, tomé un teléfono desechable. [Acepto su oferta. Tres días. Sáquenme de este maldito Nueva York.]