Love At The End Of The World Eng Sub

Running is all Faye know, all she can do. Her past isn’t exactly happy. But what happens when she steps into a perfect fairytale life. Perfect friends and an amazingly perfect boyfriends. Will her past influence her future? Will someone, or something, force her hand? Will she find herself?

Maximus was a playboy quite the opposite of his younger brother, Nathaniel, who was a complete gentleman. He never approved of his older brother's lifestyle but though they may have their differences, they were still brothers no matter what. Until one day, Nathaniel's best friend and one of his older brother's many lovers caught Maximus sleeping with another woman. She was enraged with the fact that she was being cheated by her lover and betrayed by her best friend for not telling her. What was worse, they didn't know she was a witch. Fueled by anger, she cast a curse on them. A curse of immortality. As proof, she gave them a mark of a small bloody rose surrounded with vines on their chest. The only way to break the curse was to find true love. But, it was not that simple.

August White, an orphan girl who’s reigning her gang was suddenly involved in a manic accident between the orcs and people from another world. She was abducted and brought to Pandora—a parallel universe of Earth. She was forced to live a life she did not wish for. She only wants to return to earth and not involve in the power struggle and conflicts between the nobles and monster subjugation.

Lesley Hummer, my husband's sister, lies to me about being unable to conceive. She wants me to help her produce a child. To my shock and horror, my husband and mother-in-law agree with her! I refuse to give in, so they drug me and force me into bed with my her husband. When the pregnancy comes to term, I give birth to a daughter. My husband and his family go nuts because it's not a boy. They kill the baby before my very eyes! They even take away all my organs that can be exchanged for money. Then, they continue searching for a surrogate for Lesley. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day Lesley kneeled before me to beg me.

I'm the ultimate predator, a bear shifter. I live by a code. Hunt or be hunted. Kill or be killed. Then I meet her. The second I catch her scent, I know she was meant for me. She was born to wear my mark and I was born to protect her. She belonged to my enemy until I took her. He wants her back. He'll wage war to get her, but no one's taking her from me. She's mine, and I'm not letting her go.

I sat at the table, watching the food grow cold, much like my heart. Today was my birthday. It was also Leslie Buck's birthday—Katherine White's childhood sweetheart. I unlocked my phone and opened Leslie's social media page. As expected, a new post awaited me. "Grateful to have you by my side for every birthday. Let's keep our promise to celebrate every one of them together in the future!" The photo showed two hands forming a heart in front of a cake. One of them was Katherine's. I could tell from the bracelet she wore. It was the one I had given her. I gave the post a like, then set my phone aside. Without hesitation, I dumped the dishes Katherine liked into the trash and went out to a restaurant to order the food I liked, celebrating my birthday alone. From now on, I would make sure to enjoy every birthday of mine.

As an orphan, Cassie Holt has always been an outcast, a punching bag for her peers, who hated her because she was a weak omega. She always kept to herself but wished everyone would accept her. It would seem the moon goddess answered her prayers by making her cross paths with the alpha of her pack, resulting in a one-night stand, a baby, and marriage to the alpha, but if anything, it was a curse. Alpha Axel hated her weakness and he wanted nothing to do with her. But when a rogue attack claims the life of her son, Cassie decides there's nothing more for her in the pack and leaves, but a year later, she crosses paths with her ex-husband and alpha. What's worse? He wants her back.

In the third year of our marriage, my husband's first love got a divorce. He gave her the forty-five thousand dollars we had saved for a house because she was left with nothing and struggling to make ends meet. I urged him to ask for the money back, but he pointed at my face and angrily shouted, "You used to be so gentle and virtuous—what happened? Why are you so selfish, so shallow now?" "Is forty-five thousand dollars really worth you making a fuss over?" "Chloe is starting over with nothing, raising a child on her own. Don't you feel any sympathy for her?" Fine. He was noble, he was merciful. I did not argue further, because the one who needed money for cancer treatment was him, not me.

When my husband returned home to visit his parents, I noticed that he forgot to bring back the specialties he had bought. I ran after him, only to find him getting out of a car in a suit. His childhood friend stepped forward to welcome him. They held hands and smiled as they looked into each other’s eyes. They looked like a happy, newlywed couple. Only when my husband saw me standing not too far away did he hurriedly distance himself from his childhood friend. “Her mother’s critically ill, and her mother’s only wish is to see her get married. I’m just helping her.” I simply smiled. I pushed him right back to his childhood friend’s side and started cheering with everyone else. “When’s the baby coming?! I’ll be sure to wrap a nice gift!”

Have you ever had everything you wanted, only to have it all stolen from you? Ella finds herself in this exact situation when she is finally ready to make a fresh start in life. Her bad luck sends her to the arms of a cold rescuer who gets her everything she wants except her freedom. But when she finally gets her freedom back, will the price be too high to pay? Ella discovers that the price of her freedom is much higher than she could have imagined. He independence is riddled with sadness and guilt as long as a strong sense of pride that she wears as a shield. will she ever put her shield down and let love find its way into her cold heart?