Lirik Eight Iu

July 10, 0250 This will be the journal entry I will ever write, this journal will only one I own and it is going to be in hiding as well. Only the child of the zodiac sisters can read this and Stacy told me that the child of the fourth older within the zodiac signs is the only one, who understands Everwood. The Everwood on the island and put this journal with the other. So if you are the child of the fourth older zodiac sisters, I trust you with the journal of unfinished tales and the handbook that the darkness hunter gave me. So if anyone reading this, copy this letter down and give it to the darkness for me. To the folk reading this, .... ... -The eight child of the zodiac sister, Scorpio __________________________________________________________ This is book 1 of my main book serial, The curse of the iron rose. Read the story to find out what the curse of the iron rose is about. When the zoidac sisters are all dead killed by the darkness and their no light in the land. When the darkness take over with no guardian left in the land but for one under the darkness nose. After Stacy death, the sign and power off Scorpio is the first one to come back to Everwood. The new journal of the zodiac signs, have start once again. Read to found out what happen in the curse of the iron rose.

On the day our son, Lucas Smith, turned one month old, my husband, Xavier Smith, learned that his precious childhood sweetheart, Wendy Xander, had been kidnapped. The kidnappers made an outrageous demand. They wanted him to personally cut off our son’s legs. He acted indifferent, as if it didn’t matter. But behind my back, he drugged my drink with a heavy dose of sleeping pills. Dazed and barely able to stay awake, I forced myself toward the nursery. That was when I overheard his conversation with his bodyguard. “Mr. Smith, there’s a good chance Miss Xander staged this whole kidnapping. Are you really going to do this? What if something happens to Lucas?” “It’s just a kid. If he dies, he dies. “Even if this is all fake, I won’t take a single risk when it comes to Wendy.” My hands trembled as I gripped the doorframe. So this was what I meant to him. Eight years together. His own flesh and blood. And none of it mattered more than Wendy.

Erica is the beloved favorite of the Moonlight pack. The Moon Goddess had created a remarkable wolf with her, the only daughter of the late Beta who was adopted by the Alpha family. With vibrant red hair and glistening silver eyes, she easily enchanted everyone around her. Like all werewolves, Erica longs for her true mate, the one crafted just for her by the Moon Goddess. Although Johnston, the Gamma’s son, adores her, Erica is reluctant to fully commit to him because she knows that every wolf has a destined mate. Determined to find hers, she sets off on a journey through eight neighboring packs in search of her other half. Meanwhile, Johnston grapples with anxiety over possibly losing her but remains steadfast in his belief that they are fated and their bond simply hasn't been revealed by the Moon Goddess yet. He discreetly shadows her throughout her journey, often in disguise. As Erica moves through each pack, she observes the intrigues and secrets among the high-ranking. Her quest is made even more challenging when she encounters males who are not bashful about using witchcraft to create a false mate bond with her, or using deceptive tactics to seduce her. And along the way she even came across an evil sister. By the end of her search, Erica had gained a wealth of experience and knowledge. Eventually, Johnston and Erica discover their origins and the Moon Goddess's plans work out well. But whether their love can withstand these changes in their rankings is a serious question...

I have a premature rupture of the membrane when I'm 38 weeks pregnant. I have no choice but to undergo an emergency C-section. To my surprise and dismay, the anesthesiologist is my ex-boyfriend, with whom I broke up eight months ago. God, save me! Could I please have another anesthesiologist? It's my ex-boyfriend's child I'm giving birth to, and I suddenly don't want to bring the child into the world anymore!

Eight years after my boyfriend’s mom made us break up, that strong-willed, wealthy woman suddenly showed up again. “After you left, Nigel’s hair turned white overnight. He’s been in and out of mental hospitals so many times… “Please, come back. If you don’t, he might die!” I touched the scar on my forehead and gave a bitter smile. “But I’m no longer young or pretty.” She got on her knees and begged, “If you come back, I’ll give you ten million to help pay for your mom’s treatment, no matter what happens.” For my sick mom, I decided to return to Nigel Jefferson. “But now that I’m no longer pretty… would he still love me?”

Mae is the secret wife of Alpha Werewolf President Aaron. As an Omega, she has always been nothing more than useless in his eyes. But when her sister, who disappeared eight years ago, suddenly returns, Mae finally decides to break free from Aaron's cage. Yet, he hunts her down, determined to control her. This arrogant, cold-hearted man has never understood what it means to win someone back. He refuses to admit he loves her—only to slowly learn the painful lesson of what it means to lose the one thing he always took for granted...

Being abandoned by his father for eight years, Arson became desperate when his mother fell seriously Ill and needed an urgent kidney transplant, his situation became more complicated as he loses his high paying job at the night club after offending a big shot. Unknowingly to him, he already caught the attention of Giovanni, a ruthless mafia Don, step by step, Giovanni guided him into coming into his turf, to him, he already set his eyes on a prey and it is only a matter of time to claim him. What happens when Arson, as stubborn as he is refuse to be a plaything to him? What would become of their relationship.

Special Agent Shirley, along with her partner Ackermann had been following this psychotic serial killer who called himself “ANGEL OF DEATH” for the crimes that he had continually committed over a period of about eight years. The two were the best in the entire police force, yet the so called angel of death outsmarted them like it was nothing. And they didn’t know how he did it, because he left no clues and he never made mistakes. After years of clueless investigations, they finally got their hands a video footage that showed him fleeing a crime scene. The video that was supposed to be the answer to all their unanswered questions, was rather a door that let in a million more.

For eight long years, Bryan Millan and I were married, but you’d never have known it by looking at his life. He never once acknowledged our relationship in public. Not a single post, not a single mention of me on his social media. Then came our anniversary. The day that was supposed to be about us. Instead, Bryan made an announcement on his Instagram account—just not the one I expected. There he was, hand in hand with his assistant, her draped in a wedding dress. The caption read: [When you're in love, you want the whole world to know.] The comments flooded in. [Bryan finally got married!] [Congrats! Wishing you a lifetime of happiness together!] In that moment, I could no longer lie to myself. Bryan wasn't reserved. He just never loved me. So, I decided to let go. But he wasn't ready for that. He clung to me, desperate now. But I pried his hands off and laughed—a real, genuine laugh, the kind that comes from somewhere deep inside when you realize you're finally free. Then, I looked him straight in the eye and said the words I'd been holding in, "Don't beg me to come back. Because now that I don't love you, I've never felt better."

"Jamie, I've decided. I'm ready to join you at Hillridge as your exclusive screenwriter. I'll be there by the end of this month!" Melanie huddled in a quiet corner on the set as she made the call, a pregnancy test report clutched in her hand. She tried to shake off the chill from the freezing weather, but her hands and feet still felt painfully cold. Jamie's voice at the end of the line was a deep and pleasant baritone. "Your talent has long deserved a bigger stage. For eight years, you've turned me down nearly a hundred times for Ken's sake. Are you ready to leave him this time?" "Yes. I'm leaving him for good!" She clenched the pregnancy test report, her lips a bitter smile.