John Proctor Descendants Today

Aniesha Zarzuela is a hardworking woman who will do anything for her family. She has this kind of charisma that every man would fall for. She was the one who raised her family the day that her father left them at a very young age. Aniesha is a resilient, cold and self-reliant woman who always wants to be the best. John Jaxson Montenegro is a selfish man who doesn’t care about other people as long as he’s happy doing his own thing. He never cares about other people's feelings as long as he's satisfied and enjoying doing his own thing .For him, life is a waste. What will happen once Aniesha and Jaxson meets? Will Jaxson change his lifestyle and beliefs or he will also ruin Aniesha’s life because of his past?

Marco met the other man's eyes. He refused to make it easy. Page broke the silence. "John is guilty as hell, we both know that, and he deserves to be punished. Two years on Gaphas would serve the bastard right! But why punish the entire Legion for the actions of one man? The last thing we need is more negative publicity". Marco started to reply, but the general held up a hand. "Give it some thought, that's all I ask. See you in court". The dismissal was clear. Marco stood, said, "Yes, sir," and turned toward the door. Page saw the mane of silvery gray fur that ran down the other man's neck and winced. A HALF BREED. What the hell was next? Officers with scales? It made him sick. The door closed, and Marco was gone.

Elena tried to get out of his grip but he was too heavy for her. “I am married.” She screamed. “You are not, not anymore.” He spoke as he bit her neck to the extent that she felt as if he will snatch out her flesh. “Please, let me go.” “That husband of yours lost you on a bet. I am the winner, and you belong to me. Just me.” She knew what Aslan was saying was right. John had indeed lost her on a poker table as if she was nothing but another of his belongings just like his watch or an old table. She pushed his chest with all her might but failed. It was her end. In this world where women were progressing, she was traded off on a poker table. She smirked at her fate. She was nothing. Nothing, but a lost bet.

Even though we live in modern times, the coven seems stuck in the Dark Ages. As the heir apparent to the throne, Zalindra is under pressure to marry in order to maintain the lineage's strength. Seriously? That feels so out of touch with today's world. Her true passion lies in honing her skills to protect the coven. Romance? Not a priority for her, let alone marriage. But everything changes when she encounters Lucian and Lorian. I hate to sound cliché, but it was a case of instant attraction. Just one tiny hiccup: they have no idea they're witches. That doesn't make me want them any less .

Today’s husband is yesterday’s benefactor. "Mirawadee" was betrayed by his fiancée, prompting her to flee. She still has to meet with a benefactor and follow her everywhere. Later, to survive, she had to consent to marry him. After that, she fell in love till she couldn’t stop herself. Until one day, she knew he was roughly a hundred years old. But fate has placed her right in the middle of the rank fate of this endlessly agonizing love. When the story from the past resurfaces, a mysterious spirit arrives and offers to ‘Give me your body’ to atone for the previous misdeeds she has committed!!

A girl was sitting on her bed. Her forehead covered with sweat was indicating the amount of fear which was making her stomach churn and heart beat go wild. She knew for sure that maybe these days she was luckily survived….but today is the last day she is breathing….she is alive. Maybe that was the last time she had seen the love of her life…the reason for her life. Before she could think anything, the door burst open revealing her nightmare. "Welcome again,Sweetheart. " Ankita Sharma was living her life peacefully with her parents and sister….. But one night….one single night changed everything…..every single thing.

"You are my wife, but I will not fuck or touch you from today on, understand? You won't even sleep in my bed. You wanted my name, didn't you? Well, you have it now. Make good use of it." Luca Bianchi, is a famous Italian CEO, who runs his family's business. He is handsome, rich, and attractive and would be the husband material, If he wasn't a monster. He is forced to marry the stubborn and obstinate Sofia Morelli, his father's protégé. Sofia has had feelings for Luca since he first kissed her years ago. Sofia Morelli is the perfect wife living in a nightmare.

The first experiment in the world of retrieving memories after death succeeds, and my memories are going to be broadcast live all over the Internet. My dad has just learned about my death, but he only says in a disgusted tone, "Who would want to see the memories of someone who is selfish, mean, and has nothing commendable at all about them? Today is the wedding day of Zoe and Cameron. Pause the live broadcast and stop being so sickening!" Zoe is my stepsister, and Cameron is supposed to be my fiance. After that, my father finds out the truth from the live broadcast of my memories. He begs for my forgiveness tearfully but… I'm already dead.

Her name is Ardina, she is 17 years old, even though today is the day she will carry out her high school graduation. Suddenly the school held the last study tour before the graduation ceremony was held. However, the accident happened. It happened when she and her friends were on their way to Cibodas, Bogor. None of the people on the bus survived. All of them died including Ardina. Do you know what Ardina saw before the accident happened? She is seeing a group of glowing white creatures with glittering wings that were extremely beautiful. Then, what happened next to Ardina? And will she go to heaven or ? Actually, who is that girl anyway?

"Four years, Malia. You let me believe those faith, hope and love you've shown me were all pure, but they're not." tears began pouring from John's eyes. "I'm so sorry, John." my mutters could not help from turning into wails. "I was too immature at that time. I was supposed to fix the issue but I couldn't." "Despite that, thank you so much for everything you have done. Your lies turned me into the monster that even your grandfather cannot win against." "I love you, John. I really do. And I can't live without you. Please, forgive me. I am willing to do everything to win your heart." "Take care, Malia. Hopefully, our paths will never cross again."