Godslayer Greatsword Build

By the time I got home from my business trip, it was already past midnight—and my husband wasn't there. A woman's blouse lay on the sofa. It wasn't mine. I called him. He said he was working late at the office. I didn't bother with pretense. "Whose blouse is on the sofa?" His tone was light and casual. "Who else would it be? It's obviously a gift for you. Try it on." Suspicious, I picked it up and held it against myself. The blouse was clearly one size too small. "Honey, this is a size S. I always wear M." My husband owns a clothing company. He handles all my clothes. He's even used my measurements to design women's wear. There's no way he doesn't know my size. On the phone, he froze for half a second, then spoke as if piecing something together. "This is a new women's line I'm launching. I ordered custom pieces for you and my sister. I must've grabbed the wrong one. I'll switch it tomorrow." A moment later, his voice softened with exhaustion. "Babe, you've been gone for days. Without you, I feel so tired… I miss you so much…" It was already late into the night. Hearing him sound vulnerable—something he rarely did—made my chest tighten. I blamed myself for overthinking. But the moment I hung up, realization struck. His sister has the same build as me. She always wears size M.

Wildlife biologist Marisol Vega's life implodes in a single day. Her fiancé confesses he's been cheating with her best friend, and her doctor delivers devastating news: severe endometriosis has left her nearly infertile. Heartbroken but determined, Marisol enrolls in an experimental fertility program, choosing to build her family alone using donor genetic material. What she doesn't know is that her donor, Kael Blackwood, is the last heir to a powerful werewolf pack. His donation was meant to preserve his endangered bloodline, but a catastrophic lab error places his sample with Marisol instead. The mistake carries consequences beyond medical negligence in werewolf lore, conception creates spiritual bonds that transcend biology. When Marisol begins experiencing vivid dreams, heightened senses, and an inexplicable pull toward a dangerous stranger, Kael appears with an impossible claim: the child is his, and ancient pack law grants him paternal rights. Marisol refuses to surrender the control she's fought so hard to reclaim, but she can't deny the primal connection drawing them together. As Marisol manifests wolf traits and enemies threaten her unborn child, she and Kael must navigate pack politics, prophecies, and their growing attraction. When a vengeful witch reveals she orchestrated everything cursing Marisol's fertility years ago and manipulating the clinic to create a hybrid child of unprecedented power—Marisol faces an impossible choice: maintain her hard-won independence or trust the alpha who's awakened both her desire and her dormant supernatural legacy.

When a relationship begins with an arranged marriage, it’s often expected to end in disappointment. However, Aliya’s situation was different; the man she was forced to marry showed her care more than she could have imagined, and that alone captured her heart. Aliya and Richard got married under forced agreement because of their families to build a business relationship. Both of them stay in the marriage for three years, and Richard has always been there for Aliya; he makes sure she doesn’t feel lonely, he is ready to make her comfortable, and he shows too much care that makes Aliya feel their marriage was never a mistake but the right one. She fell in love and had the hope their fake relationship would come to an end, but her hope was shattered when Richard returned one night with a divorce agreement. Then, it came to her that he had never loved her, but he kept his first love in his heart all through the years. And now, she has to give space to his first love and leave his life. Packing all her things, she left his house feeling miserable. Feeling ashamed, she couldn’t return to her family, so she walked up to a bar and got herself drunk, and she had a nightstand with a stranger. Five years later, Aliya had become successful on her own, and she had to take care of her son alone as a result of the nightstand of five years ago. She did not know the man she had the son for.

I kept our marriage a secret for three years, enduring every sneer as her VP while helping her build her empire. Tanya Cox rose from a scorned, illegitimate daughter to a revered CEO. She once nestled in my embrace and promised to be open about our relationship when the company went public. I waited year after year. Even when our child was born, she still hadn’t made good on her word. One day, I pressed for a timeline. However, Tanya simply put the baby in my arms. “Callum, things are complicated at the moment. The disclosure will only hurt the stock price. I gave you a child. Isn’t that enough?” Alas, when her childhood friend, Gavin Nolan, returned from abroad on New Year’s Day, he took the seat of honor during our newborn’s sip and see event. Gavin, cradling my baby girl, accepted well-wishes from friends and family with a smile. “Don’t take things the wrong way. The right etiquette probably slipped his mind since he’s been away for so long. He’s only sitting there to keep the baby entertained. That’s all. Don’t read too much into it. “We’ve always been close since childhood. He’s going to be the godfather of our child. Don’t tell me you’re jealous of him.” Beaming, I raised my glass as a toast to Gavin. Tanya was wrong. I wasn’t at all jealous. Heck, I was done with her.

They laughed warmly. Abruptly, the door swung open. A troop of five men around their twenties came in view. They were in black formal suits. Only one attracted her sight. She sucked in her breath, her heart raced, her body trembled. She grasped the bed sheet in her hands. She felt tightness in my chest, her belly ache and dizziness. Last night's memory was standing in front of her in the beautiful shape of him, reality. He took her virginity. She could feel her body on fire. His white shirt was hugging his muscular body, not bulky but regnant. Three buttons of his shirt were unfastened, showing his tattoos on chest and toned body. There was a light wary smile on his face, showing him some kind of Goddess. There were four people behind him, charging their guns at them. She was terrified of him. Was he here for her? What would he do to her? Why didn't he forget last night and let her also forget this mistake. . Liam Rodrigues is a ruthless cold hearted Mafia & Billionaire. He is the illegitimate first child of his father. Although, her stepmom has accepted him and dotted him like her own born. But he strongly doubts it. He never let anyone be near to him. Except his half brothers, who are more real and loyal to him.Roselyn is an orphan, was adopted by a rich family. She was adopted as a toy for the spoiled brat, Isha Pinto. She wanted to chase her dreams and wanted to build school and colleges for orphan children.

16 year old Bella is the sole heiress to the empire her grandfather build from the ground up. She was destined to marry a wealthy man off the the list of qualifying candidates her grandfather gave her parents and in return she would inherit his company and billions. She was meant to be an obedient wife, who’s only duty was to live a lavish life style, while her husband ran the company and took care of all her needs. Her grandfathers dying wish was for Bella to never have to worry and for her not to make the same mistakes as her mother. Going against her grandfathers wishes, Bella’s mother did the opposite of what was asked of her. She raised Bella to be independent and to not rely on a man. In secret she taught Bella how to run the business and in front of her husband she taught Bella how to be the perfect wife. For years Bella was groomed by her mother to marry a candidate at the bottom of the list who would allow her to run the company under his name. For years she pretended in front of her father and during parties. For years she kept the secret that could destroy everything they worked so hard for. For years everything seemed like it would work out until it finally didn’t. With one slip of her tongue Bella’s mother disappeared along with Bella’s memories. Will Bella be able to gain her memories back or will she be destined to be the perfect wife that everyone expects her to be? Only time will tell and it seems like Bella doesn’t have much time at all.

My boyfriend, Dallas Clarke, had a pick-me girl constantly hanging around him named Olivia Phillips. She knew perfectly well that I had diabetes and could not eat high-sugar foods. Yet, during our hiking trip, she still managed to trick me into eating a high-sugar energy bar, which caused my blood sugar to spike. When I pulled out my insulin pen to inject myself, I discovered with horror that my medication had been replaced with saline solution. Seeing me collapsed on the ground, dry heaving uncontrollably, Olivia smirked in disdain. "You are always so dramatic. It's just sugar, you don't need to act like you're dying. That's why I told Dallas to switch your meds, because you needed to toughen up and build some stamina." I looked toward Dallas, my breathing already becoming labored. "Dallas, give me my medication. If I don't inject insulin soon, I'm going to die..." Dallas frowned slightly. "Don't you think you're being a little overdramatic? I've never heard of anyone dying from a bit of sugar. Olivia's right... You're such an attention seeker. We barely get together as a group, and here you are causing a scene." My heart sank, and I called Dad immediately. "Dad, I'm getting bullied, and I might die! Are you going to do something about it or not?"

I worked super hard during Cyber Monday and pulled in 20 million dollars in sales, only for my wife, Chelsea Abbott, to credit it to her childhood sweetheart, who had just returned from studying overseas. I was so furious that I confronted her, but she clung to Donald Dixon's arm and said righteously, "Donald just got back, and he doesn't have a solid footing yet. What's wrong with my helping him establish some authority? Are you really going to argue with me over this?" I swallowed it. But at the year-end conference, Donald actually pointed right at my face in front of the entire company and yelled, "I produced these results myself. You're just a deadweight living off your wife. You don't even deserve to be here! Keeping parasites like you in the company is a total waste of resources!" My performance was used to build his reputation, and this was how he repaid me? I turned to look at Chelsea, but she didn't even spare me a glance. Instead, she announced to everyone, "Donald's right. The industry's moving fast, and Will really can't keep up anymore. Starting tomorrow, all of his responsibilities will be taken over by Donald!" Faced with everyone's eager, gossipy stares, I didn't make a scene. Last night, the industry leader the company had been desperate to flatter just sent me an offer letter. Since Chelsea was determined to fight side by side with her childhood sweetheart, this was where we would end.

Generalized amnesia. That was the diagnosis Cassie got 4 years ago after waking up from a coma with no memory of her past or who she was. She had to re-learn who she was and about the world from her uncle but the problem is…he’s not telling her the whole truth and with them moving frequently and changing identities, Cassie is sure something is up. Plagued with nightmares and haunted by her lost memories, Cassie manages to build a life for herself with a home, a job and a boyfriend but her entire world is turned upside down when she gets framed at work, betrayed by her boyfriend and is being chased by unknown people. As her world crumbles around her, Helix Voss, the powerful and enigmatic CEO strolls into her life with an air of danger and mystery. His arrival leaves Cassie utterly confused as this mysterious man seems to know her better than she knows herself and even the past she can no longer remember. When the danger intensifies, Helix reveals his other identity, a Mafia King, and offers Cassie not only the answers she craves but a place by his side as his queen. Forced into a world of secrets and deadly alliances, Cassie finds herself drawn deeper into Helix’s world—where power, loyalty, and love are tested at every turn and she soon finds that she might have more to do with this world than she realizes. With enemies closing in and truths that could shatter her, Cassy must decide: Will she crumble under pressure? or rise to the throne as the Mafia King's Queen?

Two years ago, as a graduate of Werewolf Medical School, I volunteered to go to the most remote and poorest pack, as it had always been my dream to help werewolf patients in need. I heard from my teacher that the werewolves in the Rogue Pack were the poorest and that their living conditions were the worst. Most of the werewolves there were old and weak, so I volunteered to go to that pack as soon as I graduated. After I arrived, I helped them build an infirmary and even set up a blood station. Every year, I led them in voluntary blood donations. But one time—right after I had taken a short break following a blood donation—they turned on me. They slandered me, calling me a selfish and heartless healer. Worse still, they accused me of faking illness, claiming I was lying comfortably in bed while patients were dying—refusing to lift a finger to save them. Not only that, they stormed into the infirmary, seized all my herbs and equipment, and completely trashed the place I had built for them with my own hands. Recalling the days I had spent day and night healing them—only to see my infirmary destroyed and my dream shattered—I let out a bitter smile. I picked up the phone and called the dean of my home pack. "I'm ready to return," I said. "I want to serve the patients in our own pack." Then, without a trace of regret, I left that place behind. However, after I gave up, the whole pack regretted it and begged me to return.