Hellsing Walter C Dornez

The dream of everyone with regard to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two complete strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.

Epperly Wakes is your typical good girl, she feeds the homeless, volunteers at animal shelters, and reads to the elderly. Hack Hyland is your typical mafia Don, he murders his enemies, keeps his family close, and has billions of dollars. What happens when these two opposites come together? Will the old saying be correct, will opposites attract? Or will it be too much for both?

I thought heartbreak would break me. Maybe it did. But not in the way I expected. It awakened the monster inside. On the night I caught my boyfriend of five years with another woman, something snapped inside me. I wore rage like an outfit. Claws tore through my skin. I heard voices in my head, voices I was certain weren’t mine. Then he appeared. Darian McAlister, the Lycan prince, all shades of danger wrapped in silver hair and flaming eyes. He saved me from myself that night, and then, accidentally marked me. Now, I'm tied to the man who's already betrothed to another. A man who wants nothing to do with me, and has made that clear. A man who still lurks in the shadows, waiting for something. And to make things worse, the Lycan family wants me dead, because the blood flowing through my veins creates a bond between me and the enemy that nearly destroyed them. But fate doesn't care about politics or debts owed. The accidental marking demands blood, and if we don't complete the Lycan’s mating process… One of us dies.

What would you be able to do for love? Do you think that what destiny unites, neither time nor distance can separate it? An ordinary morning for Samantha suddenly becomes a roller coaster of emotions. That mysterious stranger she bump into at the airport turns out to be nothing more and nothing less than a soccer star, a world champion... a rising star. The crush will be immediate for both of them, but neither will have it easy when it comes to love. Being Asperger has made things a bit difficult for Dominik Weigand, when it comes to bonding emotionally with someone. He has focused his entire life on football and only dreams of winning the FIFA World Cup, but his world will be turned upside down when Samanta Andrade crosses his path and helps him discover a feeling he has never experienced. For her part, Samanta only dreams of studying archeology at a prestigious university, so when the opportunity presents itself, she doesn't think twice. However, things will get a bit complicated for her when she discovers that she is in love with someone who belongs to a world very different from her own. If you like stories with a lot of drama, of emotions on the surface, of intrigues, reconciliations and love that breaks barriers, this is your story.

Clara Hughs is an orphan who was working in a bar as a waitress where rich men come to pick up girls. She encountered a strange handsome man at the club one night, Ragnor Usiku, who rescued her from trouble with her employer. Everything changed, as Clara Hughs found herself drawn to this man. Will Clara love him the same when she discovers who he is? Will their love bring them peace or will it create obstacles for them? To know more read "Will You Still Love Me The Same"

« Madame Dubois, êtes-vous sûre de vouloir changer votre nom ? Après le changement, tous vos diplômes, documents et passeport devront être mis à jour. » Sophie a hoché la tête : « Oui, j'en suis sûre. » L'employée essayait encore de la convaincre : « C'est assez compliqué de changer de nom à l'âge adulte, et puis votre nom actuel est si joli. Vous ne voulez pas y réfléchir encore un peu ? » « Ce n'est pas nécessaire. » Sophie a signé le formulaire de consentement : « Merci. » « Très bien, donc le nouveau nom que vous avez choisi est... Céleste, c'est bien ça ? » « Oui, c'est ça. » Céleste, comme s'envoler vers le ciel.

“Oh daddy… I am going to c*m Daddy... I am going to c*m ” her eyes rolled backward as she felt her orgasm wrecking through her. “Yes, princess! You are going to c*m, but you are going to do that while staring into my eyes, so stare at me while you c*m so hotly on my fingers. Nuella’s eye rolled forward and she bit on her lower lips trying to keep her gaze on him, her nails digging into his arms and her body quivering uncontrollably. “Good girl… Now c*m for Daddy. Grace Daddy’s fingers with your beautiful c*m,” “Argghh… thank you, Daddy.Thank you.” Nuella’s back arched and her toes curled as she came hard on his finger, her body spamming uncontrollably as she tried to remain daddy’s good girl by keeping her eyes on his. “Good girl.. Daddy loves how you c*m.Keep c*mming.” he urged plumping his hands in and out of her pussy, her body quivering underneath him. Devine pulled his fingers out of her pussy, with her eyes holding onto his, he moved his finger to his lips and slowly began to glide on her juice. “So tasty..” He mummed hotly, s*cking hotly on it, while Nuella remained still, her p**sy craving more of his touch. Bad of her to crave the wrongest sin in the world, but he was the one who made her heart leap and her p**sy tingle at mare sight. Mr Devine El Lorenzo was her father's youngest friend and the renowned mafia viper, but her body yerned for his touch. Once, she got a taste of him, now she was back on his bed pleading for another, taking his command and being Daddy’s Good Girl.

La neuvième année de notre relation, le père de Cédric est mort. La première clause de son testament ordonnait à Cédric de concevoir un enfant avec Mireille. Et le jour où cet enfant fêterait son premier mois, Cédric hériterait. Comment je l'ai su ? C'était Cédric lui-même qui me l'avait avoué, alors que je les surprenais, enlacés dans notre lit ! Ce soir-là, une cigarette entre les doigts, la voix encore rauque après l'amour, il m'avait murmuré : « Aude… attends un peu. Dès que l'héritage sera à moi, je t'épouserai. » Depuis, chaque fois que Cédric recevait Mireille chez nous, il accrochait une guirlande de clochettes à la porte. Depuis la mort de son père, ces clochettes ont tinté quatre-vingt-dix-neuf fois.

On her wedding day, Sarah’s fairytale turned into a nightmare. Her half-sister Ashley, consumed by jealousy, murdered her and spread a lie—that Sarah had eloped with her fiancé’s brother. Shattered by betrayal, Ronald married Ashley instead, leaving Sarah’s heart in ruins. But Sarah didn’t die—and she didn’t forgive. Returning from the shadows, she vowed to destroy the people who destroyed her. With Stefan, Ronald’s guilt-ridden cousin, she entered the Walter family once again—this time as a bride with vengeance in her heart. Yet love has its own plans. Between deception and danger, Sarah and Stefan found solace in each other, until the past struck again—Valerie, Stefan’s long-lost lover, returned from the dead. Now, torn between revenge, redemption, and the ghosts of their pasts, they must decide: Will love heal what betrayal broke—or will revenge burn them all?

Une semaine avant notre cérémonie de marquage, j'ai annoncé à Ethan Dubois que je voulais rompre, lors de la fête de son ami. Tout le monde a ri. Tous savaient que, depuis six ans, mon but dans la vie était de devenir sa Luna marquée. Alors qu'il ne restait plus qu'une semaine avant la cérémonie, comment pouvais-je vouloir rompre ? Même Ethan a trouvé que je déraisonnais. « Simplement parce que je dois accompagner Sélène chez le guérisseur pour son suivi le jour de notre cérémonie, tu fais une crise pour rompre ? » « Nous sommes adultes. Peux-tu te comporter de façon plus mature ? Tu pourrais simplement reporter la cérémonie. Pourquoi insistes-tu absolument pour ce jour précis ? Je n'ai pas de temps à perdre avec tes caprices jaloux. » J'ai silencieusement hoché la tête. Oui, quelque chose devait changer. Mais ce n'était pas la date de la cérémonie. C'était lui. J'allais plutôt accepter le marquage de quelqu'un d'autre.