Kong Skull Island Fanfiction

I froze in the room's doorway and turned into a statue of stone who could only stare at the nightmare before my eyes. I wanted to wake up, but it was impossible. My movements seemed to be immobilized by something that was squeezing me tighter and tighter. ……………………… Emily, a successful writer, gets the shock of her life when the man she just married cheats on her on their wedding night. Hurt and disappointed she finds refuge on an island but life has another surprise for her. Mike, an attractive and charismatic young man will not make her days easy. Driven by hate but also by love, Emily will learn to open her heart again. But Mike is hiding a terrible secret. Will Emily be able to forgive and love again?

Ajay has been dating Aaron for two years. Their relationship is not perfect, but it meets the requirements of a good relationship. While vacationing at Aaron's aunt's island home, Aaron and his cousin Tyler throw a party. Aaron walks away to grab more drinks from the kitchen, but he has been gone way too long. Ajay decides to find him but is distracted by the mysterious, handsome partier named Jude. Jude had been watching Ajay all night. Unable to find Aaron, Jude suggests they go somewhere quieter, leading her to the guesthouse. Upon entering, they hear voices. Unfortunately, it's Aaron making out with another woman. As a result, Ajay takes vengeance and sleeps with Jude in the bedroom down the hall. Ajay's rendevous causes her and Aaron to break up. And their weekend trip is now a two-week vacation because Tyler caused them to miss their ferry home. With a few dollars in her pocket and nowhere to stay, Ajay asks Jude to help, but Jude has turned nasty and unwilling to accommodate her. However, seeing his cousin Micah's attraction to her, Jude decides to help out of jealousy. Although Jude's family owns the island and he lives alone in a lavish mansion on a hill, he makes Ajay stay fifteen miles away with his family in their Villa. Ajay believes Jude is doing this because he doesn't like her, but her thoughts are the furthest thing from his truth. After Ajay meets Jude, in a matter of minutes, things are not what they seem, and Jude is not who or what he appears to be. Explore Ajay's journey with Jude from lust to love, passion to hate, and mystery to the truth that hides within The Villa.

His hand pressed flat against the door before I could pull it open, and the warmth of him behind me made my body go completely still. "You are the mother of my child and you belong to me, and every breath you take on this island exists because I allow it."His hand moved from the door to my jaw, tilting my face up toward his with a gentleness that made me gulp. "So tell me, my beautiful wife—where exactly do you think you're going?" I had no answer and a knowing smile pulled on his lips. *** Elsie Miller’s simple life unravels the moment she discovers she is pregnant with no memory of how it happened. In a small town where reputation is worth more than truth, her parents choose to erase the scandal the only way they know how—by selling her to a man old enough to be her grandfather. She had accepted her fate and was ready to endure the wedding, but before the vows could be spoken, the church doors burst open and Salvatore Vitale—the most feared Mafia Lord in the underworld, known only as The Saint strode in, put a bullet in her groom’s head without breaking his stride, and told the priest to continue the ceremony. Then his dark eyes found hers across the blood-soaked aisle, and he spoke the words that rewrote her entire future. "I’ve been searching for you. Mother of my child." Taken to Salvatore’s private island, Elsie is thrust into a brutal empire built on blood oaths and ruthless power. Surrounded by those who see her as unworthy and a discarded fiancée who will stop at nothing to reclaim what she believes is rightfully hers, Elsie quickly learns that mercy does not exist in Salvatore’s world.

My husband, Luca, had a childhood sweetheart named Sophia. Years ago, during a brutal gang shootout, Sophia shielded him from the worst of the bloodshed, and since then, she had suffered from severe PTSD. Because of that, Luca would push aside family business every year and fly to our estate on a secluded island off the coast of Sicily to spend three months “helping her recover.” “Victoria, she lost her mind because of me,” he told me. “I’m responsible for her. I hope you can be magnanimous.” So, I nodded. And eventually, I got used to the fact that every year, my husband would disappear for three months to fulfill what he called a moral obligation. That was until the day I flew in without warning to inspect the family’s money-laundering network on that island and saw him. In the town square, under the bright Mediterranean sun, Luca was standing there with a five-year-old boy by his side. “Papa, how long do we have to hide on this island?” the child asked. “I want to go to New York. I want to see the Empire State Building.” Luca laughed gently and scooped him up in his arms. With his other hand, he held Sophia’s. “Antonio, be good,” he said affectionately. “Papa’s position is… complicated. When you turn eighteen and pass the family’s initiation ceremony, I’ll kill that woman and her dead old man. Then, I’ll take you back to New York to inherit the entire Corleone family.” I stood in the shadows, unseen. Slowly, I lit a cigarette. The smoke curled around me as their voices drifted over, the conversation getting more vicious as it went. Sophia leaned into his chest, her tone sweet and coy. “Luca, I’ve been with you for seven years without a name or a title. How much longer are our son and I supposed to live like ghosts?” Luca sighed. “I don’t have a choice. The old man in the Corleone family is still alive. I married Victoria just to get her territory. Don’t worry. I’ve been adding something to her milk every day. She’ll never get pregnant in this lifetime. My family bloodline will only continue through you.” The last thread of reason in my mind snapped. In the six years of marriage we shared, I had been infertile. I’d taken countless hormone injections to stimulate ovulation. I’d knelt in church and prayed more times than I could count. Yet, all along, the devil poisoning me was my own husband. The initial shock faded quickly into rage. I crushed out my cigarette and pulled out my phone. Then, I dialed my uncle, the family’s clean-up man. “Uncle Rocco,” I said calmly, “Luca betrayed me. He betrayed the family. Order a coffin in the finest black walnut for me, and make it large, large enough to fit a family of three.”

Ano kayang reaksyon ng ninuno natin kung mapunta sila sa 2020?Taong 1895.Isa ako sa mga batang namulat sa digmaan ng mga Pilipino at Amerikano. Nang lumaki ako, ipinagkasundo ako sa lalaking kalauna'y inibig ko rin, si Isagani. Ngunit sa hindi inaasahan, nagkasala s'ya sa batas at ipinapatay. Dalawang taon din ang lumipas, akala ko ay tuluyan na akong ikakasal sa lahing Amerikano...Ngunit nagkamali ako, dahil isang araw namulat ako sa ibang panahon at nalaman kong ikinasal na ako. Ikinasal sa lalaking nagmula sa taong 2020.

Kathrine Irish Guzman is my real name I fell in love with my friend's uncle who is an arrogant and bully. He always tease me and make me cry. But I love him despite the pain I went through with him. He is Airon Gale Servantes Ako si Airo. Hindi ko kayang ipadama sa babaeng mahal ko ang tunay kong mararamdaman naduwag ako, Marami akong nagawang hindi maganda sa kanya na maging dahilan upang makuhian niya ako." Mahal kita Irish gagawin ko ang lahat upang mapalitan ng pag mamahal ang pagkamuhi mo sa akin"

"Ms. A paano ba patindigin ang balahibo ng babae? Anong dapat kong gawin?" "Search mo" sagot ko "Ms. A paano ba simulan ang s*x?" "Hulaan mo" sagot ko "Ms. A paano mag f*nger? Yung mapapapikit sa sarap yung babae?" "Ip*sok mo buong kamay mo" sagot ko "Ms. A ito na ang final performance ko" "Ede maganda" "Miss A! Miss A!" Mahal na ata kita Kylus, pero nakatali ka na sa ibang babae kaya wala akong magagawa. Isa lang naman akong s e x t u t o r para sayo

Charles Bridgerton is an eighteen-year-old second-year college student with a serious brain issue otherwise known as Autism Spectrum Disorder or ASD. He comes from a wealthy and powerful family of werewolf doctors and scientists who owned a private island where they kept him under control. Chloie Clarkson is a pure human who comes from a deprived family carrying a dream of becoming rich and successful. She was stuck in her second year of college for two years because of the five million dollar scam that has befallen her family. She works six part-time jobs day and night to pay for her family's debt. Have you ever wondered about a nanny falling in love with someone who's a werewolf and had a brain disorder?

“Akin ka lang, Vespera. Kahit stepsister kita sa papel, kahit bawal tayo sa dugo at mata ng mundo—hindi na kita pakakawalan ulit.” Ako si Vespera Luxienne Salazar, 29 anyos na nagtago limang taon sa Italy kasama ang kambal kong anak—sina Azrael at Nyxienne—mula sa lalaking sumira at sumakop sa puso ko: si Draven Kairos Valtieri. Siya ang ruthless na mafia heir ng Valtieri empire—guwapong mapanganib, puno ng tattoos, at may obsession na hindi na matitinag. Simula nang mag-merge ang pamilya namin dahil sa arranged marriage ng mga magulang, bawal na pag-ibig ang naging simula namin: isang gabing puno ng galit, pagnanasa, at kasalanan na nag-iwan sa akin ng kambal. Nang malaman kong may kinalaman ang ex niya sa aksidenteng muntik nang pumatay sa akin at sa mga anak ko, umalis ako. Ngayon, bumalik ako dahil sa sakit ng ina ko—handa na sanang harapin ang nakaraan, pero hindi ang muling pag-alab ng obsession niya. Habang nagmamakaawa siya at pinoprotektahan kami, lumalabas ang mga lihim: ako pala ang lost heiress ng ancient Moretti bloodline, at ang kambal ang may dalang kapangyarihan na gustong agawin ng mga kaaway. Sino ang tunay na traidor? Makakalaya ba kami sa bawal na pag-ibig na ito, o mas lalo lang kaming mabibitag sa dilim?

Sino siya? Will, siya lang naman ang lalaking nagpabaliw sa akin ng ganito. Kilala nila ako bilang isang inosenteng babae and that's true. Ayaw kong makarinig ng mga malalaswang bagay galing sa kahit sino.. kahit sa best friend ko na kilalang playgirl. Pero noong nakilala ko siya, doon ko natutunan lahat ang natutunan ng best friend ko. Halos lahat ng bagay binigyan ko ng meaning. Naging dirty minded ako dahil sa kanya. Pero iyun ang gusto ko, iyung ang ginusto ko, doon ko siya nakilala so bakit ako mag pabebe? Mahal ko siya at hindi ako mag rereklamo kong ano man ang nagawa niya sa akin. Masaya ako dahil sa kanya ko natutunan lahat. I don't care what they say. I don't care if magagalit ang best friend ko. Pero hindi siya nagalit sa akin kundi sa lalaking mahal ko. Super protective and that's fine with me. Until everyone's know. I'm a model and he's a billionaire. They say, hindi ako nababagay sa kanya. They say, hihilain ko lang siya pababa. Hindi ako kagaya ng best friend ko na palaban. I'm sensitive so after hearing those words from his supporters, it's hurt a lot and I left him. Yes, I left him for my peace of mind. I don't deserve him. Ang bilis ko lang siyang iwan. Deserve niya ang babaeng hindi siya iiwan para sa sarili niya, gaya ng ginawa ko. But can I stay? Why? Cause I love him.