Goblin Slayer Parents Guide

Je ai été poursuivi en justice par mes propres parents. Le juge a utilisé la toute dernière technologie informatique pour extraire nos souvenirs,
et un jury de cent personnes a rendu le verdict.

*MATURE CONTENT* Alina is a wolfless werewolf, hiding from the deadly Wolf Slayer. After being rejected by her mate, she spends one wild night with a stranger, only to discover he’s the Wolf Slayer himself. Now claimed her as his mate and takes her back to his pack. Alina must hide the truth of her nature. She’s a werewolf carrying another man’s child no in a pack where her kind was hated. Alina must navigate the treacherous world of lycan politics while hiding her true identity. But as she grows closer to Alexander, she's torn between her loyalty to her own kind and her forbidden love for the man who slaughters her people. In a world full of danger, lies, and betrayal, one secret could cost her everything, including her life.

Ryder Bates is an incurable player. Ever since his childhood sweetheart broke his heart over and over again and left him for an Arab billionaire, he had sworn off committing to any woman. Holly Grace Michaels is forced to help her best friend Kim Evans after player Ryder humiliates and uses her. The girls decide it's time that he gets a taste of his own medicine and Holly Grace Michaels is their secret weapon.But falling for the player is not in the plan. Holly is torn between falling in love with the player and revenge for her best friend.

Blurb: Meeting her ex-lover is something that is never on Dhea's wish list. If she could hope, her ex lived in another world. However, who would have thought that one day she accidentally met Radit, her ex-lover, and that meeting made her trapped in a fake relationship with Hannan, who pretended to be her lover in front of Radit. Dhea was initially grateful that Hannan had helped her but soon understood when that man sent a signal that led to the one hot night they had afterward. Until one day they accidentally meet and Hannan offers a relationship that Dhea agrees to which turns out to make her a girl who must follow all of Hannan's dominant wishes. Will they be able to feel the seeds of true love from this relationship, when Dhea doesn't realize it? Can Hannan wait patiently for the submissive until finally his love is met?

My younger brother had stage four kidney cancer. Our parents demanded that I donate a kidney to save him. I told them I only had one kidney left. The transplant would kill me. Instead of listening to me, they forcibly strapped me to the operating table. “It’s just one kidney! Stop being so selfish!” they yelled. They did not care that I was telling the truth. Years ago, I had given my other kidney to save my father after his car crash.

(Witchita Series #1) On the evening of Santacruzan, I met Gideon, the consort of my life. Months later, we grew closer to each other, but then... he found out about the bet and we split up. Weeks after our breakup, he confronted and told me, “Panagutan mo ako... Buntis ako," and I was like, “Gago ka ba?” Days after my family revealed our biggest secrets, I made up my list. To do: 1. Get to know more about my family's identity, history, and special ability (especially in dealing with a pregnant male partner!) 2. Master my family's craft — witchcraft. 3. Attend to Deon's needs, assist, and take care of him. 4. Protect and keep him away from his pack for nine months (or else our child's gonna get killed because Deon's a son of an alpha b*tch!) 5. Plan about our child's financial support and our parental setup. 6. Make sure that the whole pregnancy experience will be tolerable for the first-time mommy (or pappy or whatsoever, I don't really know what to call him, geez...) 7. The child should stay with my family after Deon gave birth because he or she belongs to us, to the kind who needs to keep hiding. 8. And the most important thing to do, love my child with all my heart, mind, and Witchita soul. I am Angie Lou Pereira, a Witchita, and this is my guide to successful parenting.

As I gazed into his eyes, I couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity, as if I had known him for years. "There's something about you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Something that draws me to you." He smiled, revealing a set of perfect teeth. "I feel it too," he said, his voice low and melodic. "It's like we were meant to meet." I couldn't deny the electricity that coursed through me as he spoke, and I found myself leaning closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth. "Who are you?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. He chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "I'm just a guy," he said. "But I've been told that I have a certain charm." I couldn't help but laugh at his modesty, knowing full well that he was more than just a guy. He had an aura about him, a sense of confidence and self-assurance that was both intimidating and alluring. As we continued to talk, I found myself opening up to him, sharing things that I had never told anyone before. It was like he was a confidant, someone that I could trust with my deepest secrets. And as we parted ways, I knew that I had met someone special. He was more than just a guy, he was a kindred spirit, a soulmate that I had been searching for all my life.

I'm staring at this man who looks exactly like my husband, overwhelmed by fear, as I received a message that read, "He's not your husband!"What's even more bizarre is that the name displayed as the sender of the text on my phone is "My Dear Husband"!Who on earth should I believe?

Nineteen years ago, a prophecy appeared in the land of Calla Empire. "The day has come. The Goblin's Bride will be born. The Goblin will rise again." Mothers who were pregnant were f*rced to abort their unborn children. The Queen who was bearing the King's sole heiress was left with no other choice but to escape and run away from the Empire. Amara Fairoza turned into a lovely little girl. She was loved by the people of the woods and was always been a fan of folklores. "My children, do you want to know a secret?" said by an old woman when Amara was seventeen. "It was the Royal family who cursed the people. They were the ones who spread the disease and blame it to the Goblin. They took the Goblin and locked him under the palace. The Goblin's trapped into a deep sleep. A spell was casted by a witch and no one could wake him except for the kiss of his bride." She didn't have any idea back then that she was the lost queen of the empire and the Goblin's bride.

Après que ma vingtième demande de lien mental ait été ignorée par mes parents, j'ai foncé vers le Conseil des affaires de la meute. Le rapport médical en main, j'ai lancé sans préambule : « Bonjour, je veux renoncer à mon identité au sein de la meute... et IMMÉDIATEMENT ! » Dix minutes plus tard, mes parents ont fait irruption dans la salle, traînant ma sœur adoptive Elsa. Tous les trois avaient l'air terrifié. Mon père, un Bêta, les crocs apparents et les griffes frémissantes, s'est avancé en hurlant : « Tu n'es qu'une enfant gâtée en quête d'attention ! Arrête ton numéro, tu me fais honte ! » Ma mère, médecin légiste de la meute, a arraché mon rapport, y a jeté un coup d'œil et a ricané : « Tu as falsifié ça juste pour qu'on s'intéresse à toi ? Tu as toujours été une menteuse pathologique. » Elsa, accrochée à leurs manches, sanglotait : « C'est de ma faute… Je devrais pas insister pour organiser cette cérémonie de transformation… Je suis désolée, mais Jennifer, arrête de mentir pour manipuler la culpabilité de papa et maman ! » Je me suis calmement essuyé le sang qui coulait de mon nez, me suis redressée et ai répété à la conseillère : « Je n'ai plus de famille depuis longtemps. Effacez toutes mes traces du registre de la meute. Mes funérailles sont dans trois jours, et je veux pas les retarder. »