Hermione Granger Year 4

Alors que le mal se répand, échappant à tout contrôle, l'Élite n'a d'autre choix que de se répartir les tâches. Une course contre la montre pour nos jeunes héros tandis que l'Invertero envahit les mondes afin de détruire les créations de la déesse Aradia S'aidant de la magie des cinq éléments, parviendront-ils à réunir les derniers fragments du coeur d'Habask pour qu'enfin s'accomplisse la prophétie ? Léa et Drarion ont encore des heures sombres à affronter mais les solides liens qu'ils ont tissés avec chacun des membres de l'Élite sera pour eux un soutien que même le mal ne saura entacher. Tout effacer pour tout recommencer n'est pas forcément la meilleure chose à faire. Le quatrième volet de cette saga clos cette série fantastique empreinte de valeurs humaines

High school was supposed to be simple for Annie—keep her head down, avoid the spotlight, and get through her last year in one piece. But then she meets someone who makes her heart race in ways she never expected. Between navigating friendships, senior-year chaos, and the confusing rush of new feelings, Annie is about to discover that her last year of high school can also be the beginning of everything that matters. “Last Year First Love” is a sweet, funny, and relatable teen romance about friendship, self-discovery, and the unforgettable magic of falling in love for the very first time.

When Henry made a deal with his best friend to make their school's notable Ice Bitch– August, fall in love, he didn't expect that he'd come to respect her instead. And just when he wanted out of the bet, the Ice Bitch found him and made a counter offer. Now with August in his team, the two of them set out an elaborate plan to make their peers believe that the original bet was still in motion. But what started as an easy mission turned complicated when even their own hearts got entangled in very real emotions to what was supposed to be a very fake scheme.

They Met They Loved Now they hate "Happy Birthday", the card read. Lylah's dark eyebrows rose, who would cross over cities with her just to give her a birthday card? Couldn't be her best friend, or? "No", she yelled. It couldn't be He wouldn't dare

San Francisco royalty, Killian Fobster is an egotistical, manipulative asshole who will rather fuck an octopus on live television than get tied down to a woman. But when his one-night-stand from two months ago shows up in his office with not-so-pleasant news, he has to make certain decisions that may involve going against everything he stands for. With his vicious good looks, skirt-chasing habits, and cold demeanor, he is the last person a sweet girl like Hope Sterling should be involved with, but desperate times call for rather creative measures, and soon after she finds herself trapped in the sham of a fake union that threatens to blossom into something that may change her life forever.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself supposedly transmigrated to some ancient era. Every morning, before light touched the sky, someone would yank me out of bed to haul trash, chop wood, and do whatever filthiest job needed doing. Somehow, I'd become the lowest-ranked servant in the entire estate. The estate lord's son would climb onto my back and ride me around the courtyard like some pet he was proud to show off. Anyone in the household could hit me, kick me, or shove me aside, and not a single soul would speak up. Five years passed like that, so awful that I almost lost my mind, as if I were living in hell. Then one day, a group of servants cornered me. They didn't bother hiding their intention. The moment I saw their faces, I knew I was in trouble. Fists flew, boots landed, and everything blurred. Just before I passed out, I heard them whispering, "We're going to kill him if we keep this up." "Come on. This place only looks like some old noble estate. It's not an actual one. If he dies here, we're the ones who'll get dragged to court!" "Relax. Ms. Shaw will handle it. The idiot pissed off her childhood sweetheart. Getting tricked into this place is exactly what he deserves." Fear swallowed everything, and the world went dark. When I woke again, the lady of the house had conveniently "returned from visiting her family." The lord threw a grand celebration with tables full of food, wine flowing, and musicians playing like nothing had happened. I carried dishes into the banquet hall and lifted my head. Her face was the same as my wife's, Melissa Shaw. I set the final dish down, stepped closer, and in a voice only she could hear, asked, "Ma'am… are you enjoying your little game?"

Louis has had series of failed marriages and he was about to have his third wedding when his bride-to-be vanished without warning, leaving him with a wedding in shambles and a reputation in tatters, desperate to salvage his pride and avoid further humiliation, Louis embarked on a frantic quest to find a replacement bride. The wedding plans are in motion and everything has been paid, so he was forced to turn to Flavia, a woman he despised with every fiber of his being. Their mutual hatred was very noticable, and their union seemed doomed from the start. Yet, they sealed their fate with a kiss, exchanging vows in a ceremony that was bound to end in doom. Flavia and Louis's home became nothing short of a battleground, a war zone where two menace clashed in anger, resentment, and disdain. It was obvious that their loveless marriage would be a never-ending cycle of conflict and chaos. But when a common enemy emerged, threatening to destroy everything they had, Louis and Flavia were forced to put their differences aside and work together. Could they find a way to put their hatred aside and forge an unlikely alliance, or would their marriage crumble under the pressure? The battle lines were definitely drawn, and the war between Louis and Flavia was about to take a dramatic and unexpected turn but what will be the outcome?

After a terrible encounter at a party, one year later, Hailey Fonte is ready to return to her hometown. She will depend on her friends, a mysterious guy, and a chance at proof to prove everyone wrong.

At 4:00 a.m., my husband, Rocco, gently shook me awake. His voice was a low murmur, . "Alessia, my love, could you do something for me?" But his next words shattered the illusion. "Scarlett is hungry. Go make her some seafood soup." Scarlett was our maid, and she was also Rocco's pregnant goomar. "I just had fresh seafood delivered. Get to the kitchen and make her a bowl of soup. Just for Falcone's heir." I refused, my voice cold. His anger flared in an instant. "Don't be so unreasonable, Alessia." "Is it really so hard for you to make some soup?" I shook my head, silent. He stroked my cheek, a patronizing smile playing on his lips. "Fine, Alessia. So you've learned to defy me now." "Think carefully, Alessia. Do you really want to keep your place as a Falcone?" "And your position as the family's lawyer? Think about whether you still want these… then give me your answer." Seeing the arrogance in Rocco's eyes, the last ember of love I had for this man died. I took out my phone and dialed a number I hadn't called in a long time. "I want out of the Falcone family."

OUT of boredom, Apple thought of sketching a teddy bear on the blank side of a contract in front of her, without her realizing that it was actually a contract and her sketch would be counted as her signature. Nakasaad ditong kailangan n'yang samahan si Dravour Ichigo Forestier, isang sikat na modelo, sa loob ng isang taon, hindi lamang upang maging alila nito kundi upang paibigin ito bago matapos ang kontrata. Sa kabilang banda, kontrata ang naisip na paraan ni Dravour upang makahanap ng babaeng ihaharap sa kaniyang ina. Ito ay bilang pagtutol niya sa kagustuhan nitong ipakasal siya sa kaniyang kababatang si Shantall na hindi naman niya mahal. Ang kaibigang sina Hiro at Kio ang tumutulong sa kan'ya sa paghahanap ng babae, at kapag hindi n'ya ito nagugustuhan ay s'ya na mismo ang tumatapos sa kontrata. Bagama't mas'yadong isip-bata at 'weird' ang dalaga ay hindi kaagad tinapos ni Dravour ang kasunduan kahit na malaya siyang gawin iyon sa simula pa lamang. Hindi n'ya rin magawang ipakita sa babae ang kaniyang tunay at itinatagong kondisyon dahil sa takot — takot na iwan din s'ya nito katulad ng ginawa ng mga naunang babaeng kaniya ring pinaperma. Sa kabila ng mga balakid at problemang idinulot ng kontratang iyon, pipiliin pa rin ba nila na ipagpatuloy ito? O sila na rin mismo ang kaagad na tatapos dito?