Elden Ring Inseparable Sword

Catherine is not your ordinary student. She may be 19 but she's already a millionaire at her age. She was an adopted daughter by a multi - millionaire Japanese woman who has a son for an heir to her other organization. Though she may be a millionaire, she wanted to earn her own penny. She came home from a tiring job during winter. As her exhausted body resigns, she found herself falling to the floor. Upon opening her eyes, she notices the unknown sword that she never knew. The sword has opened a portal and she was sucked to the new world. An era older than her... An era she never know... As she uncovers the secrets of this era, she will be in line to the throne. A position she never dreamt she will be dealing. A twist of fate... She has to choose which world she prefers: In her world where it is peaceful living with Hajime and her dull boring life or the old era where she can have an unending adventure and a kingdom with her friends of the "past"? Catherine must face two worlds and meet people, she must decide which world she would want to stay. Catherine must face the present empress , Destiny and learn how to bout her choices. (Revisions, corrections on grammars and revelations ongoing)

Freya Daniella Howard, 24 years old, first heir of Howard Constructions is in ‎love with her boyfriend ‎Benjamin, but scared to tell that to her parents ‎because she knows Benjamin will not meet with ‎their expectations. When her ‎mother asks who she is dating, she without much thought says her best ‎friend's ‎name - Rafael. ‎ Rafael, 28 years old, sole heir of Eastmond Builders, secretly dating a model ‎because he ‎knows his high and mighty parents have high plans for him. ‎Though he's not much bothered because he only wants to savor his love-life for now and focus on his dream; to be eligible enough to be the CEO of his ‎family's business. ‎ However, Freya's lie which was intended to be unharmed ruins all his plans ‎and he becomes her ‎betrothal out of nowhere. Their families celebrate the ‎moment and tie them into Wedlock -- too swift for ‎them to comprehend what in the world has happened to them.‎ Is it fate or Freya's heedless mistake that confined them into marriage?.....hard ‎to answer. ‎

In a mystical realm, Eryndor, a fearless and resourceful adventurer, embarks on a thrilling journey with his loyal horse and eagle companions. As they venture forth, he confronts diverse challenges, leveraging his wit, courage, and determination to succeed in the long run. Eryndor's unwavering commitment to protecting the natural environment drives him to thwart the destructive plans of evil forces. Along the way, he forms strategic alliances with other characters, harnessing his collective strength to devise survival plans. Through his escapades, Eryndor encounters unexpected allies, uncovers hidden truths about the land and its inhabitants, and grows as a hero. As he also tries to navigate the complexities of the world, he discovers his purpose, forging a path toward personal growth and environmental stewardship. This heartwarming and action-packed tale of friendship, environmentalism, and self-discovery follows Eryndor's transformative adventures in Nestle, Heart of Dense, and beyond.

#BOOK 2 “You are… A Dryad too..” Lilly gasped and closed her gaping mouth with her palm. “Yea… I thought I was the only one too…” He chuckled. “So where are you from? I've been exploring this forest for years now. But I never met one like you…” He tilted his head. Made her nervous. Lilly gulped. She didn’t want to trust anyone this early. She learns her lesson. Even though the man in front of her is the same creature as her. She can’t just say everything to him. But, she didn't know how to lie in this situation, either. “I… I come from Theta…” She whispered. But he can hear her. “Theta? That werewolf and Lycan Realm?” He frowned. Lilly bopped her head. She thought that she might be in danger already. But then, she saw a smile across his face. “So, you are a hybrid too… Lycan… or..” “Werewolf,” Lilly answered him quickly. His smile only gets wider. She could see those tiny little fangs in his mouth. Wait… What is he, then? “You…” “Me? I came from Valoria Realm… I'm half vampire…” ….………………… Lilly and Luca didn't expect that they would be trapped in Myth Heaven, after what happened to Myrna and Mira. With Luca's knowledge and Lilly's power, will they be able to survive in the notoriously terrifying Elden Wood forest? Or has Elden Wood changed from the rumors that had been around for thousands of years? What if Lilly meets a man who turns out to be a Dryad like herself? What happened to Declan and Finn, as well as Debby and Rio will be in this second book of The Lycans' Broken Luna. Are you ready to explore more Realms with Lilly and her mates?

Our seventh wedding anniversary. I sat at the dining table—alone. My phone buzzed, lighting up with two messages. First, from Tom: [Working late at the office tonight.] Second, anonymous: [Tom is incredible. Can you even keep up?] Attached was a picture of him, lips locked with a woman I didn't recognize. I blew out the candles on the anniversary cake. Eyes shut, I typed back: [Let's divorce.]

A young woman falls for the young billionaire he works for as a maid. After being saved from a deadly car crash, a billionaire offers a young poor woman to work in his house as his maid but fate has other plans for them.

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"

Three days before the wedding, the church called to inform me that my fiancé had changed the date. When I went to ask him why, I walked in on him throwing a bachelor party with his friends. "Samuel, this was the day Claire personally chose. Why would you suddenly change it?" someone asked. Samuel Gordon stubbed out his cigarette, looking utterly nonchalant. "Because that day happens to be Janet's birthday," he said. "I need to celebrate it with her." The room fell silent in shock. "Aren't you afraid Claire will find out and kill you? Have you forgotten what she did before?" At the mention of my name, Samuel gave an icy snort. "That was all in the past. Claire loves me to death now. She even took three bullets for me once, so how could she ever bring herself to hurt me?" I stood at the doorway, watching the snow fall behind me, and let out a long sigh. Five days later, he stood in an empty church, frantically calling my phone. "Did you forget? It's our wedding day!" "I didn't forget," I said. In another church, wearing a wedding gown, I was saying "I do" to another man.

It was our seventh anniversary. Christopher Quinton proposed to me with nothing but a ring pull. He got his true love a house. When I said no, he rebuked me like I was some sort of gold digger. "I thought my love for you was worth more than anything money could buy. I only got Rachel that house to pay her back for all she did for me. I can't believe you thought I still loved her. You disappoint me." I broke up with him and tossed the ring pull into the bin. Then, I walked off. The next day, Christopher took away my position as VP and told everyone he was getting engaged to Rachel. … Five years later, we ran into each other at a charity horserace. He was a successful businessman, and the woman beside him was Rachel, all dressed in custom-made clothes. I was dressed in janitor attire and stuffing plastic bottles into my woven bag. He mocked, "Look at you, Queenie Dean. Scavenging for a living. Bet you didn't see this coming when you ditched me, did you?" I ignored him. My son had run off, and I had to look for him. The boy noticed the plastic bottles that were strewn across the ground, and he insisted that we stay back to finish his social practice activity here.

Despite a decade of marriage, Simon never once shared my bed, claiming that he had pledged himself to ascetic practices and that it was beneath him. I thought that he suffered from some shameful ailment and guarded his secret like a devoted fool, until my birthday, when I came home to find him entangled with a brothel worker before the floor-length mirror. When I lunged forward in rage, he drove a shard of that broken mirror straight through my heart. When I awoke, I was gripping my phone, its screen illuminating a message Simon had just sent: [I’ll still give you a lavish wedding, but the marriage certificate? That belongs to her.]