Harry Potter Master Of Death Fanfiction

Above everything else, Thea must take up the hand of the lord of the underworlds modern times to save her family from bankruptcy and her father from getting killed. this is something she hadn't prepared for and soon enough she was married to the man that would never love her. So she thought. Will this marriage last? or will she fall in love with a master for a husband. Find out in this marriage to a master.

Sean, seven years ago, had to accept the bad news that his mother had died in a car accident. However, he did not believe the news. Sean was convinced that his mother’s death was connected to his father’s mistress. Sean decided to leave the city of Yogyakarta and marry a beautiful woman named Mega. However, his mother-in-law always insulted him, cursed at him, and even called him trash. Eventually, Sean decided to return to Yogyakarta, to the Diningrat Residence. So, what will happen to Sean’s story? Will Sean take revenge on his mother-in-law? Or will he protect his love with his wife?

Since they were kids, Francine always had her sister on her side and for her, she was her ultimate ally—until her sister decided to run with her boyfriend and left her fiance, ang malala pa ay siya ang ipinakasal sa lalaking iyon na sa tanang buhay ay hindi niya nakilala! Para siyang sinaksak patalikod ng taong akala niya kakampi niya sa lahat, at para sa mga magulang niya ay isa lang siyang kuting na kayang-kayang ipamigay. Ngunit nang makita niya si Jordan Ivanov at sa mga araw na pananatili sa puder nito, tila ba nag-iba ang ihip ng hangin. Sabi nila, malupit daw ang lalaki, masama na ang mukha at pati ugali pero kung siya ang tatanungin... hindi naman pala.

Tiara terpaksa menjadi istri Darka, putra pemilik yayasan panti asuhan di mana Tiara tinggal sejak kecil. Tiara melakukan hal tersebut hanya karena dirinya ingin berbalas budi pada pemilik yayasan. Sayangnya, niat baik Tiara tidak serta merta berbuah manis. Darka adalah pria paling berengsek yang pernah Tiara kenal. Darka tidak pernah memperlakukan Tiara selayaknya seorang istri. Darka masih saja hidup selayaknya pria bujang yang bebas. Bahkan, Darka sama sekali tidak sungkan untuk berhubungan selayaknya pasangan suami istri dengan wanita simpanannya secara terang-terangan di hadapan Tiara. Setelah semua itu, Tiara pun berusaha untuk menutup telinga, mata, mulut, hingga menutup hatinya. Ia tidak ingin mendapatkan luka lebih dari ini. Namun, sampai kapankah Tiara bisa hidup seperti ini? “Apa aku memang setidak pantas itu untuk menjadi istrimu?”—Tiara Alvia “Ayolah, orang tuamu saja membuangmu. Lalu kau pikir, dirimu yang seperti sampah itu pantas untukku? Jangan bermimpi!”—Darka Parama Al Kharafi

Even when one travels the path of slaughter, they cannot help but reminisce of the days when they were still young and naive. They long for the days when they can put the killing behind them and just rest in a town far away, where no one knows them and where they no longer have to deal in bloodshed. These thoughts always come as a form of longing for all whose hands are stained with untold amounts of blood.Wang Xu was just your average security guard working for a security firm. He was assigned to the group currently tasked with guarding a gaming company. Feeling curious about the allure of these games, he one day buys the gear for the newest game on the market, Immortal Era, in order to try it out. Sadly, this curiosity of his would go unsolved as he died that same evening rescuing some women from robbers. A few days later he awakens, but it wasn't Wang Xu that woke up. Instead, it was a mysterious individual from another world know as Kirou. Realizing that he didn't know where he was plus being assaulted by memories he knows aren't his, Kirou eventually comes to terms that he has now taken over the body of this youth and will now have to live as him.Feeling that this is the start of a new life for him, Kirou resolved to live this life as peacefully as possible as Wang Xu. He also decided to solve Wang Xu's curiosity by trying out the new game he bought in his stead.Follow Kirou in his journey to live a relaxing life and see how many people keep trying to get in the way of that.

[WARNING: Mature Content] "Aren't you a feisty little forte," His rough voice almost made her jump in fright. Her tied wrist ached with the knowledge he was clutching tight to it. He leaned close to her with his lips over her ear and whispered. "No one escapes from me, troublemaker, not even the dead." ____________ Ivanna, a petite princess ran from home after being told to replace her elder sister by marrying a man old enough to be her grandpa. That wasn't the perfect prince-charming marriage she had thought of when she was little. Her parents didn't heed her pleas when she said no. So, she had only one way; To escape. And she fled. But what will she do when she accidentally falls into the hands of the nastiest man she'd ever met? A man whose expression didn't change as he killed his third-in-command for knocking over his stuff. Will her arranged marriage still take place, or will the devil force her into marriage to keep her as his pet? __________ "I am not so bad, Princess," That was the only thing he said before breaking the neck of a man that had earlier gazed seductively at her. "Except when they want my stuff."

I used to be the most promising composer of my generation. But while I was working on my latest piece, my husband Charles Lambert's childhood friend destroyed everything I had. She slashed my face, stole my compositions, and set fire to my house—leaving me to burn alive alongside the kitten I'd just adopted. Then, as if my death were just a spark for her success, she posted my compositions online, claiming I'd plagiarized her. And people believed her. Everyone did. Strangers on the internet sneered and spat my name, and my own husband, Charles, chose to believe her over me. Even the International Musical Society rescinded my award and handed it to her without a second thought. My students, who once followed me loyally, were now fawning over her. I became the laughingstock of the entire internet—mocked, discredited, erased. It wasn't until a week later, when someone stumbled upon the charred remains of my lakeside studio, that they found what was left of me.

Abductors bind me in a basement, subjecting me to the torment of dozens. Meanwhile, my husband, Evan Foster, dines by candlelight with his lover, Carmen Locke. My abductors grant me one chance to call for help, and I dial Evan's number. I'm certain he will come for me. I believe Evan would give his life for me, as he once vowed that his future held no meaning without me. Clinging to hope, I call the number etched in my heart. However, Evan scolds me for interrupting their date. "You think I'll come get you? Dream on. Maybe I'll bother to collect your body if you die out there." His words crush me, and I do die. Five days later, Evan stands before the autopsy table, grimacing at the mangled remains before him. Even as the police department's finest forensic expert, having dissected thousands of bodies, he condemns the killer's brutality. Yet, despite his cold dismissal of my desperate plea over the phone, he now wears a look of pity. Evan, if you knew these fragments belonged to me, would you still find me worthy of your compassion?

My Alpha's ex-girlfriend finds an excuse to move in with us. Whenever she sees me and my pup, she clutches her chest and acts like she's devastated. My Alpha is sure that I'm deliberately showing off our pup to upset her. "I can't believe you keep flaunting our pup to get on Cissy's nerves! I have to teach you a lesson!" He orders his men to have our pup and me thrown into the basement. No one is allowed to bring me food. I try to escape, and I beg for mercy. I tell him our pup is weak because I wasn't in the best of health when carrying it. I also tell him a healer has advised me to be hospitalized for further treatment. He sounds like he's heard the world's biggest joke, and his tone is cold as he says, "How can you be weak when you made it out of being ambushed in the forest? Stop trying to make yourself seem pitiful! Stay in the basement and repent! This is what you get for making things hard for Cissy!" What he doesn't know is that, when I save him from the attack, I lose my wolf because I am injected with wolfsbane. During my pregnancy, I am also hospitalized many times in order to prevent miscarriage due to the fact that my body is too weak. The pup is in poor health and has been receiving treatment since birth. In the basement, I slash my wrists to feed my pup with my blood, but he still dies in my arms. My devastated howls reverberate in the space. Losing my wolf means I no longer have the ability to heal myself. I lie in a puddle of my blood as I hold my pup's cold body close. Three days later, my Alpha decides he wants me back when he drinks a cup of coffee that isn't to his liking. He says, "Let my Luna out so she can make me coffee and apologize to Cissy. She and the pup can be taken to the hospital if she's sincere enough." No one dares obey his orders—my blood is already flowing out of the basement.

HER : I had to leave, i had my reasons. Leaving changed me. I had to forget my past, to adapt with my present, to face the future. I suddenly came back, but the problem is...I am different now. HIM : She left, without any reason, she didn't even say goodbye. Losing her changed me. I couldn't forget my past, my present stopped, i can't face the future. She suddenly came back, but the problem is...I am different now. We saw them fight, laugh, shout, cry. We saw them fall in love, we saw them get married and start on with their lives. But one man from her past -suddenly comes back- knocks on her door, enters her life and everything after goes downhill. Secret reveals, dreams get shattered, hearts get crashed, old wounds open again, and new scars start to show. They split apart, they hate , they change. And right now; they're not dead, yet still not alive. And the question stays; Will they ever get their love back, or will it just be the death of them both?