Dragon Ball Z Fanfiction

"Sign the papers, Damien. Set us both free." For six years, Elara Blackwood endured a gilded cage—playing the perfect wife to a billionaire who married her out of duty, his heart forever claimed by another. Their daughter Lily was the only light in her lonely world. But that light was snuffed out by the cruelest betrayal. When their dying daughter needed him most, Damien was embracing his past love. Lily cried, "Mommy, does Daddy not love me?" Elara couldn’t bear to tell her: it wasn’t that Daddy didn’t love her—he just didn’t love Mommy, and by extension, couldn’t bring himself to care for her. After Lily’s death, Elara confronted him: "You chose her over our dying daughter—how could you?" Her decision to leave followed, but Damien dismissed her departure and accusations as a dramatic—even laughable—ploy for attention, refusing to believe their daughter could truly be gone. Yet when the truth dawns, everything shifts: Lily’s death, Elara’s broken smile, and her departure with their newborn. Drowned in regret, Damien finally confronts the love he’d long denied. The billionaire tycoon scoured the city, proclaiming her his one true love—all for a second chance.

Di sebuah desa Jawa yang masih memegang erat adat dan kepercayaan leluhur, sebuah rumah tua menjadi pusat teror yang tak pernah selesai. Rumah itu dulunya milik seorang sinden yang dikenal memiliki suara indah, namun mati dengan cara tragis saat sedang membawakan tembang "Lingsir Wengi". Arwahnya dipercaya gentayangan, menjerat siapa pun yang berani melantunkan lagu itu di malam hari. Satu per satu orang yang menyepelekannya, ditemukan mati dengan wajah pucat, telinga berdarah, dan tubuh membeku seperti sedang mendengar sesuatu yang tak kasat mata. Dan ketika seorang gadis bernama Ratna pindah ke desa itu, suara tembang "Lingsir Wengi" kembali terdengar dari rumah kosong tersebut setiap malam menjelang jam dua belas. Ratna harus mencari tahu apa yang sebenarnya terjadi—atau ia akan menjadi korban berikutnya.

Isang malaking sekreto ang natuklasan ng kilalang Agent Agency ng Pilipinas, na Secret Files Office. They are after someone, who keeps the universal disk. Ang huli ay naglalaman ng impormasyon tungkol sa nuclear weapons ng iba't-ibang bansa. At para maprotektahan ang taong may hawak nito, kailangan nila ng magagaling na Agent na magbabantay nito. Subalit isang civilian, na si Arsenia Ruiz, ang madadawit sa pangalan ng taong nakakaalam ng sekreto ng Universal Disk. Na siya din ang dahilan para mahimasukan ng isang pulis na si Drix Adams. Sa mundo na puno ng sekreto at katanungan, matutuklasan kaya ni Arsenia, at Drix, ang sekretong pilit tinatago?

The year was 1934; I was twenty-two years old. I never thought of myself as anything special. I was barely making it through the Great Depression. There were many days I lived off of scraps. I was the king of odd jobs, just enough to get by. I had done it all, from being a field hand to a miner. It all changed one night when I stumbled across a traveling circus, Cirque du Lune. I had never seen such a sight. Instead of the usual menagerie, this circus was overrun with wolves. There was one performer who caught my eye; it was as if an angel had descended from heaven on a silk ribbon.

Kehidupan miskin dan selalu menjadi bahan hinaan semua orang, bekerja sebagai penjual ikan karena suamiku bekerja seperti itu. Tetapi ada hal aneh yang membuatku heran. Mas Giora terlihat tenang ketika dihina seperti itu. Apa yang membuat dia setenang itu? Beberapa orang terlihat mengintai rumah kami secara diam-diam. Siapakah mereka? apa ini ada hubungannya dengan suamiku? Sebenernya siapa suamiku? Apalah dia menyimpan rahasia yang aku ketahui?

Virna harus berpura-pura jadi seorang maid demi menemukan siapa yang sudah membunuh ayahnya. Dia hanya tau kalau ayahnya mempunyai musuh terbesar yaitu bernama Gustav Stevanus. Sampai pada akhirnya dia bertemu dengan anaknya Gustav yang bernama Randy. Randy mempermainkan Virna layaknya budak yang

I sacrificed my legs to marry my cousin’s boyfriend, but they replaced me with a different bride on the wedding day!

For ten years, I bled for my fated mate, Damian. I forged him into an Alpha. I built his pack from nothing. But on the eve of our Blood Moon ceremony, he chose her. He made his first love, Isla—the one who abandoned him—the High Priestess. Not me. He thought I was just some rogue with a knack for magic. He thought he could drain my power, cast me aside, and claim Isla as his true mate. But he forgot who I am. I brokered the treaties. I negotiated the trades. I built the wards that kept them all alive. He and his pack hailed Isla as their savior. They groveled at her feet. They tried to get rid of me. Their plan? Force me to escort a demon to the Abyss of Exile. But he never knew my secret. I'm no rogue. I am the youngest daughter of the Alpha King. I am royalty. So I gave them what they wanted. I walked away. They only started to panic when my wards shattered and their lands were overrun.

I was once the strongest warrior of the Cedar Pack. I was Alpha Killian’s fated mate. But Bianca, an omega who had always secretly loved Killian, saw her chance. While I was leading a team to claim new territory, she lured a pack of rogues to ambush me. They severely wounded me and left me for dead in a marsh. She sold our secrets to the rogues. Then she framed me for the slaughter that followed. Everyone thought I betrayed Killian and left. Killian believed it too. Bianca played the part of the gentle woman who saved him. She became his new mate. Three years later, my body was found. The moment Killian saw the pup inside me, his wolf went feral. His eyes bled red.

Meu marido, o Sr. Damien, me deu as pérolas de sua falecida esposa no meu aniversário e eu as usei no jantar. Meu enteado Leo, enfurecido, me jogou vinho tinto. Virei a piada da festa. — Vadia! — Ele falou com os dentes cerrados. — Acha que usar as joias da minha mãe te faz virar ela? Ele me encarou, seus olhos frios como gelo. E então ele gritou: — Saia da minha casa. Só que a mãe dele morreu quando ele ainda era um bebê. Eu que o criei. Alguém falou mal de mim pra ele. Disseram que eu matei a mãe dele. Agora ele acha que sou uma golpista que enganou o meu marido? Ele nunca me enxergou. Ele só enxergava o fantasma da Krista. Meu coração não partiu. Ele despedaçou. Eles não me amavam. Nunca se importaram. Então eu fui embora. Então por que, depois que finalmente fui embora, eles voltaram rastejando, implorando para eu voltar?