Good Luck Charlie Derek

The cataclysm was upon us. The world was besieged by a wave of deadly frost, covering everything it touched in an icy coffin. We were trapped in a cave of ice, but fortunately, Joshua Frost came to our rescue just in time. I thought I was saved, but I thought wrong. Joshua didn't even give me a moment of his time. Instead, he went to my best friend's side. "Irene isn't good with the cold, and she's not in the best of health. Just hang on for a bit, Sera. The rescue squad's coming soon." When the rescue squad did come, I had passed out from the extreme cold, my body numb. While I was weakened, Joshua stripped me of my Ability and gave it to my best friend.

Diva Crest is the Luna of her pack and has always been the weakest, powerless, unwanted wolf in her pack. But when the pack’s soothsayer announces her mate, her life takes a dangerous turn. She is fated to Alpha Derek Valen, the ruthless and merciless leader of the Blackfang Pack, known for killing without hesitation. Stuck in a bond she never wanted, Diva vows to escape, but fate has other plans. Derek is just as unwilling as she is. Cold and dominant, he never expected to be mated to someone so weak. But as much as he tries to resist, something about Diva pulls him in. There’s a connection between them that feels unnatural. When a rogue pack led by the vengeful Alpha Ronan launches an attack, Diva learns a horrifying truth—her mate's bond with Derek was never real. Ronan, once Derek’s trusted beta, manipulated fate itself, cursing them both in his twisted game for revenge. Bad still, Diva was never meant to be weak. But when the bond between her and Derek starts to break, they must both decide,was it ever just fate, or something far more dangerous? Will Diva rewrite her fate, or will she lose herself to a love that was never meant to be?

The company manager, Elton Baldwin, wants to promote my best friend, Lacey Donnovan, at work. In my past life, I, Giselle Ashford, told Lacey not to accept his offer. But after she realized that someone else got promoted in her place and even doubled her salary overnight, Lacey got extremely jealous. She conspired with her boyfriend, Xavier Pugh, to push me off the top of a building, cursing at me and saying, "You jealous bitch! You've always hated seeing me do well, and now you cost me such a good opportunity!" When I open my eyes again, I realize that my world is no longer a shattered one with crimson blood in my eyes. Instead, Lacey's inquisitive face appears before me. She asks, "What do you think, Giselle? Do you think I should grab this opportunity?"

Derek Maxwell, seorang pria dengan masa lalu kelam, pindah ke rumah baru untuk memperluas jaringan bisnis. Namun, ia mulai merasa tidak nyaman dengan suara-suara aneh yang datang dari rumah sebelah, tempat tinggal keluarga yang tampak normal. Seiring waktu, Derek terjebak dalam situasi yang jauh lebih berbahaya dan gelap dari yang ia bayangkan. Ketika ia semakin dekat dengan keluarga tetangganya, rahasia-rahasia kelam mulai terungkap, dan Derek harus menghadapi kenyataan yang menghantui dirinya.

Charlie Tudor is the natural born daughter of the Alpha of the Celtic Crescent Moon Pack. A pack that has been in hiding due to its highly prized blood line. she is completely unaware of any world where werewolves, witches, vampires or any supernatural beings exist. To keep it this way a spell was placed on her as there is suspicion she is more powerful then anyone guessed. One day she mets a guy in a bar and falls for him, he happens to be the Son of one of the most powerful packs in the country. Charlie then begins to learn her true identity and that there is someone who wants her dead. Carmen is a legendary Irish witch who wants to allow the demons walk the earth and rule over them all for this she needs to stop the legendary wolf fore told to take her down. Charlie and her friends need to work together to create a bond, heal the past and stop Carmen. (The Royal Green Wolves series) Book 1 Book 2 The Princess and the Bear.

I once thought Jareth was the love of my life. He said "Mom's in the hospital," but then turned around and kissed Lily in the VIP seats at the concert; when his bipolar disorder flared up, he was violent with me, but then told Lily, "You’re such a good girl"; he had videos with Lily saved on his phone, and in the chat records, he called me "the cold, emotionless finance robot." Five years of love, ruined in his lies and betrayals. He thought I would cry and scream, but all I did was watch him finish his final act. When he knelt on the ground and said, "I was wrong," what I handed him was the merger agreement: "Sign it. This is the first debt you owe me." Those broken hearts will eventually turn into sharp blades that will pierce him. And I will rise from the ruins, living more beautifully than anyone else.

My husband's first love posted a video on her social media. In the video, the two of them were passing a playing card with their lips. When the card fell, their lips met in a kiss. They didn't stop—lost in the moment, they kissed passionately for an entire minute. Her caption read: [Still the same clumsy piggy! PS: Steve's skills are as good as ever!] I quietly liked the post and left a comment: [Congrats.] The next second, my husband called, yelling at me furiously, "No other woman is as dramatic as you! I was just playing a game with Lanie. Why are you acting crazy again?" It was then that I realized seven years of love meant nothing. It was time for me to leave.

Three years after graduation, I was waiting tables at a restaurant when I happened to run into some of my old classmates having a private dinner there. The moment they saw me carrying trays, they burst out laughing. My old rival Elliot sneered that I was a useless nobody, then pulled out 50 bucks and tossed it in front of me, telling me to lick the food scraps off his shoe. "Clean my shoe, and that fifty's yours!" Even my ex-girlfriend joined in to humiliate me. "I can't believe this is what you've become three years after graduation, Chase. Good thing I dumped you when I did—I'd hate to be the girlfriend of some broke loser." Elliot and a few others pinned me to the floor, forcing me to kneel and even bark like a dog. My ex clapped her hands, laughing. "Chase, you really do look like a dog when you're on your knees." Then, the restaurant manager rushed in. The moment he saw me, his face went pale with shock. "M–Mr. Levine… are you all right, sir?" Blood dripping down my forehead, I pointed at everyone in that room. "No one leaves this room tonight."

Ares finally broke his life long curse of having the worst luck on the planet, but that doesn't mean his life got any easier. Going to West Ora is just as wild as ever with little to no rules, only now he has to do it while trying to raise his daughter- who is far from a normal child. On Elara's shoulders rests the fate of the world- the prophecy child. A hybrid unlike any other with such powerful magic that all the world wants her. Not only do Ares, and his mate Andy, have to teach Elara to be good, they have to fight literal demons as they do it. Can they teach Elara to make the right choice or will she choose the dark side? With an angel and a demon at her side at all times posing as her friends can she even tell the difference between good and evil anymore?

In my dormitory, there was a poor student. With all the good intentions in the world, my roommates and I were eager to help her, not realizing how much our help would cost. She wasn't impressed by the hairdryer we offered, insisting on borrowing a branded one instead. The skincare products we gave her? They were applied to her feet. And, as if that wasn't enough, she specifically demanded luxury face cream. One day, I lent her my tablet to look up some information, and to my surprise, she secretly opened up my gaming app, spent all the diamonds and reward tickets I had saved for half a year, and left me empty-handed. When I asked her to pay me back, she turned the tables and posted a public message online, accusing me. "I'm just a poor student from the countryside, never played games before. Are the materials in the game really worth this much?" Before I knew it, the comment section was flooded with criticisms of me. In a fit of frustration, I fired back with a post of my own, throwing her into the spotlight. "Well, I suppose you've never tasted the bitterness of being cyberbullied, have you?"