Hell Let Loose Artillery Guide

Everything Lucia wants was a divorce after being treated like trash for two years. Just when she asked for the divorce , her husband was all over her and was not ready to let go of her, he is ready to do anything to make it up to her but one person who had waited to have her husband wasn’t going to let go of him, his girlfriend Sofia. To make things worse, she showed up with a pregnancy offering Lucia’s husband a choice. Will Lucia and her husband ever get back?

Dina finds love in the wrong person, she is unable to forget him even after knowing he is not human. He loves her but is not able to be with her because they are from two different parts of the world. Luciel is the second son of the devil, he has served his father all his life in hell. He was his father's favorite son among all his brothers, but everything changed when he defiled his father's order. " We can't be together Dina, let's go our separate ways and forget we ever met." Luciel let go of her hand after saying these hurtful words to Dina. "But I can't just forget about you like it's nothing." Dina was on the verge of crying. “Look Dina, me being with just will just cause you a lot of harm.” He said almost in a whisper. He clenched his fist as he said those words.

She gave him 3yrs of her life, her love and her soul. In his darkest days, Clarissa Brown stood by him, mended his broken heart and asked for nothing in return. But instead of Love, he threw a divorce paper to her face. Lucian morningstar, a hotshot billionaire with the aura of a Demi god, his heart belonged to Chloe the woman who vanished without a trace. But upon her return, he was quick to cast Clarissa aside. With hatred in her heart and her trust shattered, she flees from his life. Now Clarissa is gone, Lucian is filled with an empty void and guilt. But what happens when he learns that his wife is moving on faster than the speed of light with another man? Will he hold on to her or will he take this as his punishment for destroying his destiny?

Life was easy and happy until she met her mate. There is a ritual in the Crismon red pack that Once you find your mate you have to mark and accept them willingly but Once the head alpha finds his mate, his Luna, he can't reject her. Otherwise, the rejected mate has to bear the consequences. She never thought her mate would reject her and let her live in hell.  Arvan Black, the head Alpha of the Crismon red pack is very dominant and a big bad wolf. Even Lycans are afraid of him. He is a true blood alpha. He expects his mate to be a powerful alpha or beta female. He never thought that a weak omega would be his mate. It crushed his ego and his respect. He thought she couldn't satisfy his needs and protect the whole pack with him.  Rose Lee, the mate of the head alpha. She knew how to struggle but never thought she had to survive her mate's rejection. She promised herself that she would never forgive the alpha who rejected her mercilessly.  BUT little did they know  FATE HAD ANOTHER PLAN FOR THEM!

For my birthday, my husband, Don Damien, gave me his dead wife’s pearls. I wore them to the dinner party. My enraged stepson, Leo, doused me in red wine. I became the laughingstock of the party. “You whore,” he hissed. “You think wearing my mother’s jewelry makes you her?” He stared at me, his eyes cold as ice. Then he screamed. "Get out of my house." But his mother died when he was a baby. I raised him. Someone had whispered poison in his ear. They told him I was the one who killed his mother. Now he thinks I'm a scheming bitch who tricked his father. And his father? My husband? He never saw me. He only saw Krista’s ghost. My heart didn't break. It shattered. They didn't love me. They didn't even care. So I walked. Then why, after I was finally gone, did they come crawling back, begging me to return?

Zia Hidalgo knew she was asking for too much. Her husband, Damien‘s heart came with a hefty price. A price that could never be paid, even if she slaved for him for years and abandoned her dreams just to remain by his side, supporting him from the shadows for three years. But what happens when in just one day, all that Zia has ever wanted is dangled in front of her and snatched away by the same family and man that she had sacrificed her soul for in the most cruel way? Zia decides the best way to get her pound of flesh back is by destroying the one thing that Damien loves more than anything in his life. His pride and career. …and what better way to do it than to steal the heart and attention of Ethan Hawkins, the Nation’s most wanted husband and her ex-husband’s Boss. Ethan Hawkins is the man who would go to hell and back for the woman he loves, even if she’s clearly a manipulative daredevil. At least she was HIS. His Little Daredevil.

How does it feel to be loved by domineering presidents?There are millions of kinds of domineering presidents, but the most important thing for them is to give the female protagonists sweet and happy lives.In this multi-element novel, someone asked a domineering president to wash underwear, someone divorced a domineering president, and someone wanted to date a domineering president but was imprisoned...“Second Chance at Happiness”She just wanted to have a good relationship, but accidentally, she became the slave of the male protagonist, suffering all kinds of abuse. She finally learned the story behind his perversion and that her life was full of lies.“A Love as Deep as the Sea”One day, I drank too much, and I regarded my serious and abstinent boss, Joaquin Salvatore, as my first crush.When I woke up, I asked nervously, "Yesterday... We..."Joaquin replied, "What? Ms. Jobling, are you not going to be responsible for it?"I thought I was doomed and would be fired, but Joaquin said that he would give me a week's leave to rest.A week later, he circled me in a corner and asked, "I gave you a week. Have you figured out how to be responsible for me?"I was confused.

I'm notoriously known for being a vile heiress in this city's elite circle. I do whatever I want just because my family is rich and powerful. If I don't like someone, I won't hesitate to slap them on the spot. If any family dares to offend me, I'll have my family terminate all contracts with that family's business. Everyone is terrified whenever they bring me up. But everything changes when my dad brings Gwen Herman, the low-income student he's been sponsoring, home with him. Suddenly, I can hear her inner thoughts. Gwen tells me that this world is actually a novel with a plot where everyone adores and dotes on the main character. Apparently, Gwen is the kind-hearted female lead loved by everyone, whereas I'm the evil side character who's destined to be humiliated at every turn. What a coincidence. I already found out about this fact ten years ago. I watch as Gwen cowers at the side delicately like some wounded angel who looks eerily similar to my dad. Meanwhile, my dad is awfully protective of her and goes as far as to be extremely mean to me to my face. That's when I begin chortling loudly. "Just because I call you 'Dad' doesn't mean you're really my father, my dear stepdad."

The rumors say that Yardley Hughes’ fiancée is a hillbilly from the countryside, ugly and uneducated, a dowdy woman. But when she shows up at a gala, the sight of Celia Stanton stuns the whole crowd! “How’s that ugly?”“I heard she’s pals with an award-winning actor!”“Her dad’s the wealthiest man on earth!”“I heard she’s the famous fashion designer, Leo!” As each of her secret identities are exposed, everyone is dumbfounded. But none of that matters, because Yardley still doesn’t like her. Yet, the official social media account of Hughes Incorporated makes a post that reads, “The pair are in love and will marry soon,” shocking the world.

My older sister was always kind-hearted, while I was born a natural troublemaker. When the intense heatwave struck, our family stocked up on supplies and stayed indoors. My sister saw a little boy, who seemed about seven or eight years old, crying and asking for help. She decided to take him in. “We’ve plenty of supplies anyway. One more person won’t make much difference. Besides, he’s just a child.” I warned her that the boy looked oddly mature and might not be as innocent as he seemed. I suggested we observe him a bit longer. She said I was a cold-hearted troublemaker by nature. Then, she went and let him in anyway. Not just that, but she also convinced our mother to force me to share a room with the boy. That night, the scheming “little boy” secretly climbed into my bed. I was brutally assaulted. Yet my sister told me to let bygones be bygones and marry him. To force me to obey, she locked me out on the balcony at over 140 °F. Enraged, I set a fire and killed everyone. When I opened my eyes again and saw my sister safe and unharmed, I smiled. This time, I would show them what a troublemaker really was.