Harry Potter Real Name

ASTRID SAGE Everyone calls me naive and innocent, and in every way, I am. When I took a fancy in peering at FREDERICK SALVATORE each time he stopped by the orphanage to drop off his donation, it was just out of mere curiosity. I find him fascinating and alluring, like a piece of art. But when I get kidnapped and put up for auction, he's in the crowd of the deadliest people I've ever seen. He put the craziest bid on me and I get to find out that his name isn't FREDRICK SALVATORE. He's the notorious EAGAN KING and this is his world. Now I understand why he has that unexplainable dark aura around him. Is it possible to find him less fascinating now that I know what he's truly like? EAGAN KING A monster. A killer. A sociopath. A greedy-ass bastard. The devil. Everyone has different names for me, and they're right. I'm all of that and more. I wanna own this hell and rule these bastards. I wanna own LOVE ISLAND CITY. But to own it, I have to kill the real owner. Seven families are topping the hierarchy. I've killed three, I'm left with four. I attend this auction event to figure out the weaknesses of my next target. And then there she is, looking very virgin-ish and fucking innocent, standing on the auction ground with fear in her eyes. Bidding her was not part of my plan. But I'll be fucked up if I let these motherfuckers have her. (Warning: this is a dark romance, not for the faint-hearted. Read at your own risk and please, no criticisms.)

Sophia Carter, a struggling teenager, in a quest to save her mother's life, faced a life-altering pregnancy after having a passionate one-night stand with a billionaire by the name of Damien Knight. Her mother later died, and she was devastated, having to deal with the loss of her mother and the pregnancy she was carrying. Damien Knight left the state before she could tell him about the pregnancy. Tragedy strikes as she walks into her miserable life alone. With the help of her friend Kattie, she was able to give birth, raise her son, Ethan, rebuild her life, and become a successful career woman. Years later, she married Lucas Knight, Damien's younger brother. Lucas accepted Ethan as his son, unaware that Ethan's biological father wasn't  Damien, his elder brother. The truth about her past crashes down when Damien hosts a school contest where Ethan gives an excellent performance. Damien demanded the identity of Ethan's parents. They were called for accolades for their son's performance. Damien was shocked to see Sophia and Lucas as Ethan's parents. Secrets, lies, and emotions unfold as both Damien and Lucas demand the true identity of Ethan from Sophia. Lucas got furious at Sophia for deceiving him. Damien stood with nothing to gain the hearts of Sophia and Ethan back.  Sophia was facing a choice: Fight for Ethan—face the real father or lose the boy she nearly died for.  What decision will she make, fighting for Lucas's love or accepting Damien back? Find out in this intriguing story.

They grew up in a cult community that as a culture killed Russians, Bonnie, Donald and Dr. Markus are Russians. This is because 1000 years ago there was a war and before the war Russians used to oppress the black people so the black people rose up, some good Russians helped the black people rise up and for a time after the black people won the war and got into rule they made laws to stop the oppression and things got calmer and people were arrested for racism. One day, 1000 years later, a black ruler was dying so he gave his crown to his nephew who hated Russians and the nephew turned black people against the Russians and created a whole culture of hating the Russians, this started tensions between the two races and literally got babies killed, mixed people were killed along with their Russian parents, black people who made babies with them would be kicked out of the community that used to be Christians and the nephew's son started a culture of killing Russians 1 time a month on the 13th day of the month. RedBeeSAndAmber2's Real Name is Treasure Marie Denise Jackson and I am her, I collaborated with GOD A.K.A. Jesus Christ To help me write this book. The Writer is an African-American. _________________________________________________________________________ This story is copyrighted. (Copr. ©) The copyright symbol, or copyright sign, ©, is the symbol used in copyright notices for works other than sound recordings. The use of the symbol is described by the Universal Copyright Convention. Copyright refers to the legal right of the owner of intellectual property. ... This means that the original creators of products and anyone they give authorization to are the only ones with the exclusive right to reproduce the work.

Synopsis Something strange was happening in the werewolf kingdom. The humans finally knew the werewolves weakness. The wolves are forced to leave their home or face death. Will they be able to leave their home or will they be caught? Find out in this story. Except from story. "She is beautiful..." "yes, she is." "Fredrick, let's call her Isla." "Is that what you want to name her? You know that as long as you are happy, I'm happy too." "Yes. Her name will be princess Isla."

He locked me in his penthouse, a beautiful bird in a gilded cage. Caius Evans, the billionaire who ruined my father, thought he owned me. He wanted to break me, to possess my art and my silence. But as the days turned to nights, the lines between captor and confidant blurred. He started sharing his secrets, his scars, the ghost of a brother he loved and lost. Now, the man I should hate is the only one who sees the real me. And the key to my cage is also the key to his haunted heart. But is this love real, or just another one of his calculated games?

Maya believes in fairy-tales and soulmates. Only problem with that is fairy-tales set a girl up for dissapointments in real life the prince goes off with the wrong princess.

Karen had invested her last penny in the business she had recently established and was eagerly awaiting the promised funds from her benefactor to take it to the next level. "Maybe he forgot. I should remind him," she thought, and promptly sent a text message: ‘I hate to sound desperate, but my finances are tight.’ After sending the message, she realized she had used the wrong number. She quickly started typing, ‘Please ignore the...’ when an alert popped up on her phone: ‘Five billion dollars transferred to you by Roger Dawson.’ Roger? The first name sent a chill down her spine, but the last name left her puzzled. "Roger? Could it be Tonia's bodyguard?" That was his number, but when did his name change? Her phone rang immediately, and the name she had feared for months echoed in her ears, his voice filled with emotion yet calm like a winter breeze. "Karen, stay put, I'm on my way to you." The call ended before she could process it. He was the reason she had fled, refusing to sign the divorce papers. Her love for him was unrequited, his heart belonging to her adopted sister, but what hurt more was the feeling of being traded between friends like a commodity. She would rather die than return.

Lexie Sinclair's life was already on the brink of collapse. Her jobs were failing, bills piling up, and time running out. Then, everything fell apart—until an unexpected offer came from the most powerful man she could imagine. Damian Valour. The ruthless, untouchable CEO with one proposition. He needed a fiancée to fill the role until his real bride, Victoria returned. For Lexie, it was the deal of a lifetime. For him, it was purely business. But when lines blur between the contract and something real, Lexie finds herself in a twisted game of control and desire, fighting for more than just survival.

My name is Themis and I am not supposed to be alive. I survived the hunt, saddled with a husband and still I have to waddle my way through so many things to remain alive at the end of the day. The one person I can count on other than myself is my new husband who saved my life from the get go. And my gift of prophecy. Maybe, just maybe, it is also enough to save the Dar Empire too. My name is Themis and this is my story.

In the fifth year of my spiritual practice, my phone suddenly exploded with messages. [Aria, why aren't you replying? Are you really that petty?] Puzzled, I opened Messenger, and froze. My cousin, who never seemed to measure up to me and always went out of her way to oppose me, was getting married, and she expected me to attend. "Sorry, I've been busy lately. I won't be able to make it," I replied politely. However, my courteous response only fueled their ridicule. "Stop pretending! You haven't kept in touch with your family for years. Are you too embarrassed because your life is such a mess?" "She won't even come to her own cousin's wedding? How heartless!" "Let me guess, the real reason she can't come is she can't afford a wedding gift." One cutting remark after another appeared, until Betty Stewart stepped in, feigning concern. "Come on, don't be so harsh on Aria. We're family, after all." "If she's really struggling, I could ask my husband to help her get a cleaning job." Then she sent me the digital invitation, the gold lettering gleaming. When I saw the groom's name, my pupils constricted in shock. Joseph Clark? Wasn't he the short-lived husband who had spent three years sucking up to me just to extend his life?