Kamen Rider Geats Driver

Isla Thatcher has given up everything she has ever loved: her looks, her confidence, and her passion for dance. The day a drunk driver takes her mother is the day her beautiful life turns bleak, and to make it all worse, she gains a personal bully. Ace Huxley, star hockey player and captain, has rigid good looks and he will do anything to pick on Isla Thatcher and remind her that her life is miserable. There has never been a particular reason why, but anyone would find someone as mysterious as her weird. But what happens on the day they are reunited, but only one can recognize the other? Isla has regained her confidence and is ready to take life head-on with everything she has missed, but she never expected she would also be given the chance of a lifetime - to bully the bully!

Gesare walked into the hospital for a routine check up and walked out with a life shattering secret, she was fourteen weeks pregnant, which should have been impossible because she was still a virgin. When her ruthless stepmother throws her out, fate strikes again. A drunk driver leaves her broken and bleeding on the roadside. She wakes up in a hospital bed with a fractured leg and no idea that her nightmare is only the beginning. A devastating mistake during a routine exam changed everything. The child she carries is no accident, it is the only heir to billionaire powerhouse Dante Moretti. And whether she is ready or not, Gesare’s life is about to change in ways neither of them could have imagined. There are dangerous people after her, people who don't want the child she is carrying to be born and her only way of survival is Dante Moretti.

They are in love and they both have the same desire. To safeguard the lives of their respective families and the whole village. Raiden and Harriet are naturally born leaders and hunters. Werewolf hunters are what they're called. Trained to become cowboys and campers. They had their first kill at thirteen and they became addicted. Raiden served as a trainer, dedicated truck driver, and loyal to his advocacy as a werewolf hunter. An accident occurred and it changed him into a monster. How and why did it happen? He wasn't sure. The capture of him by the pack of wolves revealed his real color and origin. He was a half-blooded werewolf. He will soon become the strongest weapon to defeat the enemies. Now, he was confused about who the enemies were. The ones who raised, trained, and gave him much love or the group of new friends who look up to him as their future Alpha king?

During a long holiday, my husband booked flights for a family vacation. On the way to the airport, I suddenly saw numbers appearing on everyone’s head. The numbers on my husband’s head indicated sixty years, but my parents and I had only six hours indicated on our heads. While I was puzzled over the meaning of those numbers, I noticed that the driver next to us only had six seconds indicated over his head through the car window. Five… Four… Three… Two… One. When the number turned zero, a massive truck immediately rammed into the car next to us. I saw flickers of fire, flesh and blood exploding before my eyes. People were screaming for help, but I could not hear anything. I trembled as cold sweat drenched my entire body. It was because my flight would be taking off in six hours.

Callixta drunk herself in a bar to vent the resentment she feels . From an early age, her parents wanted her to be like her sister who was smart, obedient, and talented. Her relationship with her parents became even more strained when her sister died in an accident. Her world crashed down more when she caught her boyfriend cheated and dated her best friend. On that night while in her way home, she seated in her car's driver seat. She poured all her pain through crying. Even the clouds and the sky send a sympathetic roar and strikes of lightning. The rain started to fall heavily . Due to drunkenness and dark surroundings, Callixta did not notice a car at the intersection of the road and crashed into it. She dont have any idea that the passenger of that car turned out to be the fiancee of a powerful man.

I sat in the driver's seat as the GPS chimed, "You've arrived at Northpoint Corp. Check-in successful." I looked up. Graves. Nothing but graves. My phone buzzed. My boss tagged me in the group chat: [Zane Zander, system says you checked in ten minutes ago. Where the hell are you? The whole company's waiting. Learned how to spoof your GPS to slack off?] Cold sweat slid down my back. I stared at the fresh headstone outside my window. My photo was on it. My hands shook. I tried to send my boss a video—no signal. Just dead bars. No service. So how did I check in? Worse— In the rearview mirror, someone in my exact outfit rose slowly from behind a dirt mound. Could it be... Was I already "dead"?

After getting stood up by her fiancé who was busy marrying her best friend, Shirley Anderson got into a car accident and woke up in the hospital beside her mother. While browsing through her mother's phone, she stumbled on a post on her page that showed her fiancé getting married to her best friend. After much digging, Shirley discovers she was adopted and that her best friend is actually her parents' biological daughter. She storms out of the hospital and runs into a mysterious man who turns out to be the driver of her savior, the man who rushed her to the hospital after the accidents. When faced with a chance to get revenge on everyone who has wronged her, Shirley has a big decision to make? Is she ready to be married to the mafia boss, Jackson Storm even if it's a temporary agreement?

At the company's afterparty, my assistant, Charlie Langford, lodges a complaint against me while holding a stack of racy photos. "Ms. Spencer, after you slept with me, you told me that you'd take responsibility for me. Why are you entering a marriage alliance with another family soon? "Who did you take me for? A plaything? Then I might as well jump off this building right now just to prove my innocence!" H-Hey now! The only time I've made private contact with Charlie is when I had my driver, Lorelei Green, give him a ride half a month ago purely out of convenience! How on earth did Charlie warp that encounter into having physical intimacy with me? Moreover, I'm a straight man! Why would I even have that sort of relationship with Charlie, to begin with?

On my third day driving for a ride-hailing app, I picked up a female passenger who was completely wasted. Early the next morning, the police knocked on my door. At the station, the woman pointed straight at my face and screamed, "It was this driver! He raped me while I was drunk in the car. I’m still bleeding down there!" Her boyfriend lunged at me, trying to punch me, but the officers restrained him. People at the station started pulling out their phones to record, shouting insults like "scumbag" and "pervert" at me. An officer who wore a gloomy face asked, "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" I calmly took off my baseball cap. I even thought about unbinding my chest. "Officer, there’s something I’m really curious about. I’m a woman. With what, exactly, would I have made her bleed?"

My friend and I married into the Castellar family together. I married the older brother, who worked in high finance. My best friend married the younger, a senior fire officer. They didn’t tell us the truth until we were both pregnant. They were vampires. We were furious. But in the end, we forgave them because we still loved them. Until that night. We were staying at a vacation cabin when the fire started after midnight. The front door sealed itself shut, locked by a spell, trapping me inside. My best friend had gone out for a walk and escaped the fire by sheer luck. A car passed by on the forest road. She ran into the headlights, begging the driver to ram the door and save me. The man said coldly, “Pay first.” Inside the cabin, blood ran down my legs and soaked the floor. I tried to transfer the money, but my account was frozen. I called my husband. He hung up three times before the call finally went through. But the voice that answered wasn’t his. It was a woman’s. Vicky sounded calm, almost amused. She said he was busy. Then she added lightly that he’d been helping her set up a subcard and had accidentally disabled mine. My best friend called her husband next. She was crying. She told him there was a fire and I was trapped. He snapped back at her. “Stop lying. I hate people who make false emergency calls. I’m with Vicky checking fire hazards in her new place. Don’t bother me.” She didn’t hesitate again. She shoved the driver out, and drove straight into the cabin. The door shattered. She dragged me out with her bare hands. We lost our babies on the way to the hospital. When I woke up,we looked at each other for a long time. “I’m getting divorced,” she said. “So am I.”