Fourth Wing Extra Chapters

As she collapsed to the floor, she swore that Andrei would die at her hand. Eight years later, she reinvented herself and became his assistant. "You put something In my drink?" He asked incredulously. "Yes, I did Andrei. You thought you could kill my father and go scot-free right?. Well, karma is a bitch, isn't it?. You sent my father to jail for a crime he did not commit and he died in prison because of you. Now you know how it feels to lose everything including your life Andrei. "You're wrong Selena. I'm not an opponent that can be killed easily. I rule this game you think you are playing Selena " he hissed darkly. He smirked suddenly. "There's this special clause in my company rules which say if I were to marry anyone who owned shares in my company then their shares become automatically mine, did you forget to read that all the while you worked here" "You must be out of your mind. I will never marry you in this world or the next" she fired hotly. "It's not up to you anymore Selena Martinez, I always get what I want and as you might have noticed, I go the extra mile to get what I fucking want," he whispered darkly...

Jannah, seorang wanita pekerja keras. Kesulitan ekonomi dalam hidup, membuatnya terpaksa harus membanting tulang, melakukan semua pekerjaan yang dianggapnya halal. Dari mulai menjadi tukang cuci gosok di Kampung tetangga, sampai memulung barang rongsok atau botol-botol bekas di jalanan. Suaminya yang hanya berprofesi sebagai tukang ojek pengkolan membuatnya tidak bisa mengharapkan nafkah lebih dari sang suami. Sifat tempramen Herman suaminya yang tidak segan-segan akan menyakiti fisik Janah jika Janah mengeluh soal nafkah padanya, belum lagi sifat buruk lainnya seperti suka main judi dan main perempuan, membuat Janah harus extra sabar menghadapi kehidupan rumah tangganya dengan Herman. Walaupun Janah tinggal dekat dengan Orang tua Suaminya, tidak lantas membuat Janah bisa menggantungkan hidup pada Mereka. Ibu mertuanya yang super cerewet dan juga Ayah mertuanya yang suka jelalatan memandang Janah dengan penuh nafsu, jika Janah main ke rumah mereka walau hanya sekedar ingin menjenguk saja, membuatnya segan dan malas walaupun terkadang Ia sangat membutuhkan bantuan untuk sekedar meminjam uang untuk membeli beras.

On the day we were supposed to get engaged, my fiance, Christopher Vittorino, slid the ring—that was supposed to be mine—onto Lina Sorenzo, my stepsister's finger, right in front of the entire family. Christopher's uncle, Don Mark Vittorino, was the one who had specifically ordered his subordinates to deliver the ring that symbolizes the wearer's status as the future Donna of the Vittorino family to Christopher himself. I could only stare at Christopher's deep blue eyes in disbelief. Just as I was about to question him, he just gazed at me with a stony expression. Even his tone was cold and rigid. "The Don intends to send me to Maravena for the next five years to develop my own business there. Once I return, I'll take over the family business. "You don't have any skills at all, Isla. If you stay with me, you'll just be a hindrance to me and cause me unwanted trouble. "Lina, on the other hand, is fluent in Maravenese. Not to mention, she knows how to expand the family business overseas. She will serve as a brilliant assistant for me." After that, Christopher took Lina's hand and left the venue with her, not caring about the fact that the leaders of the other branch families as well as the elders kept murmuring among themselves. Because of that, I ended up becoming the laughingstock of the entire family. Five years later, Christopher and Lina return to the country. When he spots me showing up at a family gathering held by Mark with a ruby ring that signifies my status as the Donna on my finger, his expression changes instantly. "I can't believe you learned to steal, Isla!" I just ignore Christopher's accusations in favor of looking for the Black Rose Medal that my son, Toby Vittorino, has lost. That medal is a gift he received on his fourth birthday from Mark. Poor Toby has been sobbing for a long time because of its disappearance. I need to hurry up and find it as soon as possible.

On our tenth wedding anniversary, I made a special trip to the salon to have my hair done. While settling the bill, I noticed an extra charge on my account. It was a coloring and perm package. Judging by the price, it was a package meant for waist-length hair. Mine had been cropped short for seven or eight years. I called my husband, Jason Moore. "Have you used my salon membership card recently?" There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before he laughed lightly, "Oh, I lent it to Quincy a few days ago." Quincy Hahn was his business partner, a fine arts student with long hair. She treasured her natural curls more than anything. She would never be willing to dye or perm it. More importantly, her elder sister was a major shareholder of this salon. Why would she ever need to use my card? I said nothing more and ended the call. Then, I headed straight to a location displayed on my phone. In the cafe, a long-haired lady was nestled in Jason's arms. Her freshly permed curls were soft and bouncy, framing her blushed face with certain demureness. Jason had always complained that my short hair made me look rough and manly. I lacked gentleness and charm. It seemed this long-haired lady suited his tastes perfectly.

Her world was crumbling under the betrayal of her fiance and sister, spurred on by her parents’ favoritism, when he appeared before her. He was her guardian angel in her darkest hour. This man could change the Brookville city’s destiny with just a glance, yet he chose her. “"Marry me. I'll bring you unimaginable happiness!" After marriage: "Sir, her elder sister's been terrible to her!" “Get that agency contract signed and make my wife the boss instead!" "Sir, your grandfather is offering the lady money to leave you!" "Did she take it?" "Yes, but she claims it's not nearly enough!" "Well, then let's double it," he said, pausing thoughtfully. "Get the extra from Granddad." "Sir, everyone’s whispering about how she's not good enough for you!" "Well, they've got it wrong. It's me who strives to be worthy of her presence." As time went on, all of Brookville came to know of Charles Hoffman and the wife he cherished beyond reason, doting on her to the point of wild abandon. However, not a single one of them knew about that fateful summer day she leaped into his embrace under the rustling trees. In that moment, their love was sealed for eternity.

The most powerful Godfather in the mafia underworld—Dante Costello—had an expensive diamond signet ring custom-made to fit my finger perfectly and sent straight to our home. He said that whoever could wear the ring would become the lady of his family. The Monroe family had long since fallen from grace. All that remained were four women. On ordinary days, we fought endlessly, tearing each other apart. Every single one of us wanted to marry Dante because marrying him meant preserving a life of dignity and comfort. In the first life, the fake heiress, Blair, secretly had the ring resized smaller and married into the family. Dante took one look at her, then had her thrown into the river to drown. “Not her.” In the second life, my cousin, Chloe, underwent plastic surgery to alter her fingers and force the ring on. Dante gifted her a staged car accident. “Still not her.” In the third life, my stepmother, Catherine, clenched her teeth and forced the ring onto her finger. Her blood hadn’t even dried when she married Dante. He coldly slashed her face, then locked her in the basement, where she slowly wasted away until death. By the fourth life, all three of them were terrified. None of them dared to marry him anymore, so they hurriedly pushed me forward instead. I put on the ring. This time, the size was perfect. Just when I thought my good days had finally begun, Dante stabbed me to death on our wedding night, his eyes burning red with madness. After my rebirth, the consigliere of the Dante family delivered the ring once again. This time, all four of us avoided it like the plague.

(Ahmed Haddad's Story) Four years ago, Clarissa, desperate for money and desperate to win her mother’s approval, gave up the chance to attend Juilliard school and agreed to be a substitute bride for her stepsister. Three and a half years ago, she actually fell in love with the man she married. She even risked her life to save her husband, Ahmed, when a building collapsed. That accident left her infertile—a secret she carried alone, afraid that if Ahmed found out, Clarissa would lose him completely. Naive as she was, she thought Ahmed just needed more time. But on their fourth anniversary, Clarissa found him kissing his true love, Brianna, the woman who was meant to be his original bride. ***** “Did you cheat, Ahmed?!” dagundong ang boses ng lolo ni Ahmed. “No!” “Did you ignore your wife? Or any mistake that made her want to divorce you?” Bago pa makasagot si Ahmed ay biglang sumulpot si Brianna. Sa likod nito ay ang mga security guards na pilit pinipigilan ang babae. Inilapag nito ang pamilyar na envelope sa mesa. Pinanlalamigan si Clarissa. “Ahmed has nothing at fault! Clarissa, the infertile, should be blamed!” ****** “Mama, inaway ako ni Reirey," iyak ng batang babae na may magagandang uri ng mga mata. After their divorce, a miracle daughter came. Wala na si Ahmed sa buhay nila. Matapos nitong ipakulong siya at nalaglag ang pinagbubuntis ay hindi na bibigyan ni Clarissa si Ahmed ng pagkakataon na malaman nitong ibinalik sa kanya ng Panginoon ang nawalang bata. Hinding-hindi nito makikilala ang anak nila. Ahmed and Clarissa (COMPLETED) Rios and Kaye (COMPLETED) Altero and Mihrimah (COMPLETED)

Believe it or not, we assume every love tale as cliche until and unless we dive into it. Both above figures had a kind of part to play here which is cannot even say as cliche. This is a story of my most favourite couple. Yeah, it's a love story, obviously! And their love chapters start on a very very boring note. Him flying back to India and her liking post on Instagram of her friends. Most important, based on their real life love series. ***Wiping tears behind the door hold a memory of precious loss in her childhood and a mysterious misunderstanding leads her to hate Avinash like anything. They haven't seen each other for years... But he wanted to meet her, talk to her. Finally, a day came and they meet which doesn't let them cross paths but instead get them together to ride on a bike of love trip. Meanwhile, both of them already had someone to fix with. If anyone thinks that after falling in love is no trouble then it's no way! Will she keep ignoring her feelings? Will he keep dragging the things? And never confess to her. Can they resist the spark they had in between them? The argue to kiss! ***This is a very twisted romantic love story that stirs hearts, that at times leaves you breathless and that manages to make us believe that, and love can do all things. Peek into Ashiyaan and Avinash's beautiful journey of finding love, hope, and magic in their own universe, which holds a passionate spark in between them.*** And Hey!! It was my first work obviously and I'm very much happy and excited to announce that this story is complete and edited. Shower your love on my book. Sure you are gonna love it.

"It was a mistake! I apologized already," feeling so terrified as I moved backward."You should have known me better than this, little sparrow," He chuckled deeply, his gaze fixed on me."Lucas please!" I cried, now stopped by the wall as my heart beats faintly."Don't worry it's just a little game, you and I will play, you'll love it, little sparrow," He smirked.I knew this was a trick, Ben lied when he said he wouldn't hurt me and I stupidly fell into the trap.Now, I was alone with him and in his room.I think this is the time for me to announce my funeral..."Strip!" His cold voice snapped me out,as he stared at me with a deadpan expression while I gazed at him in ultra shock.******************Camilla Evans is a gentle nerd in her finals at Watermark Highschool. As a nerd, the stereotypical notion of her wearing thick rimmed glasses, out-of-vogue clothes and shoes which were eighty percent of the time, twice her size still stands. Having been at the bottom of the food chain in Watermark Highschool, Camilla was liable to predators and the most annoying one of them all went by the name, Lucas Liam.Camilla had no idea why the hottest guy in school would even spare her a glance not to mention actually spending the whole day bullying and teasing her to no end.Could there be something else to these false acts of bully and teases from Lucas?Find out what happens when the Cheerleader, Jenny Layton put Camilla's life at stake?Will she be able to handle all the torments she's passing through especially when her mum died and her sister left her behind?CONTAINS EXPLICIT CHAPTERS!!!

Warning: SPG | R18+ Some chapters contain mature content that may not be suitable for young readers. Read at your own risk! "Hindi mo kailangang mahalin ako pabalik. Hayaan mo lang akong mahalin ka kahit sa paraang tahimik." Hindi inakala ni Lorraine Sarmiento na ang bagong trabaho niya bilang executive assistant ng isang multi-billionaire CEO ang magpapabago sa takbo ng buhay niya. Si Alessandro “Sandro” Navarro—isang seryoso, tahimik, at imposibleng basahin na bilyonaryo—ay isang lalaking bihirang magpakita ng emosyon. Pero sa bawat tingin nito sa kan’ya, may tila bumabalot na tensyon. Parang may bigat. Parang may alaala. Hanggang sa isang araw, inalok siya nito ng kasal na labis kinabigla ni Lorraine. Hindi niya inaakalang gano’n kadesperadong makasal ang boss niya. Walang ligawan na nangyari. Walang paliwanag. Isang kontrata lang na may halong emosyon at sikreto. Sa pagdaan ng mga araw, natuklasan ni Lorraine ang dahilan kung ba’t siya inalok ng kasal ng boss niya. Iyon ay dahil kamukhang-kamukha niya ang namatay na fiancée ni Sandro. At ngayon, hindi niya alam kung siya ba talaga ang gusto nito o ang multo ng babaeng minahal nito ng sobra na matagal nang wala. Pero paano kung kailan natutong tumibok ang puso ni Sandro para sa kan'ya… saka naman ito nadulas sa mga palad niya at inangkin ng iba?