Luffy's Bounty After Wano

When Seth Gibson told me his legs were crippled and that only snowmelt from a mountain's peak could cure him, I did not hesitate. I scaled the mountainside, climbing over 15,000 feet just to get some snow for him. When I staggered back, bruised and scratched, cradling the snow outside the hospital room, I overheard cruel voices down the corridor. "Seth, today's the deadline. Nevaeh still isn't back. Could she have died up there?" "I heard that the mountain's pretty high. She might have gotten altitude sickness. What a shame! She's already risked herself for Seth ninety-nine times. This was supposed to be the last time before the game ended." "Serves her right! She used to bully Janice, Seth's childhood friend, didn't she?" I saw Seth through the crack in the door. He was standing at the window, his legs perfectly intact, and his expression ice-cold. "Enough," he said flatly. "If she dies, the game ends." I froze in disbelief until it finally sank in. Seth had been pretending all along. A laugh nearly escaped me. What a relief! I could finally get rid of this weight on my shoulders. I pulled out my phone and called his uncle. "I'll marry you," I said.

Nyla Leclair has spent her life putting others first, including marrying Evans Morgan to save her family from ruin. She never imagined the price she would pay for duty was her life. When she discovers she is pregnant, hope finally blooms, until Evans coldly reveals he wants an open marriage, and he had been secretly screwing her best friend. Betrayed by the one she trusted most and pushed over the cliff by her childhood best friend, Nyla’s life nearly ends that night, only to be saved by Kael Arden, a mysterious billionaire who refuses to let her fall. Now awake and determined, Nyla is no longer the woman they could control. With Kael by her side, she begins to reclaim her life, plotting a revenge that is precise, merciless, and impossible to ignore. Those who tried to destroy her will soon understand that the woman they underestimated has risen stronger, smarter, and more fearless than they ever imagined.

All because he believed I pushed Elena down the stairs out of jealousy. Six months ago, a rival family drugged Alexander. Elena saved him and got pregnant. Her family disowned her for it. "Ivy, why can't you just let her be?" Alexander choked me, disappointment and rage in his eyes. "She saved my life! I promised to send her away. Why be so vicious to an unborn child? If anything happens to them, I'll bury you with them." I didn't argue. I just planned an explosion. But when I vanished, the high-and-mighty Don went mad.

I suffer from extreme mental illness. My sister, Ava Monroe, became a facial model to earn money for my expensive medical treatment. She was 5’3” tall but was noticed because of her beauty by a wealthy young man by the name of Dominic Pierce with a leg obsession. He imprisoned her. “This is the most beautiful face I’ve ever seen. If only your legs were a bit longer, I’d die with a smile.” Ava was forced to have leg-lengthening surgery. After the operation, her legs began to rot. Dominic found her disgusting and locked her in the basement. He tortured her until she died. I got kicked out of the mental health institute because I could not pay the medical fees. I found Dominic surrounded by beautiful women with long legs. “Those are the prettiest legs I’ve ever seen. If only your face were a little cuter, I’d die with a smile!” I pointed to the painting of Ava and scoffed, “What if I become her?”

RACHEL:I was supposed to be a bride. Instead, I became a tragedy in a white dress. When your mother dies the same night your groom disappears, you stop believing in happy endings. Then came him. A man with no warmth, no promises and eyes that watched me like I was a puzzle he didn’t want to solve. He saved me once. Now I live under his roof, cooking meals for a stranger whose silence speaks louder than comfort. Then there is Chris, the charming CEO who drowns me in the kind of affection I always dreamt of. And there is Liam, my ex fiance who came crawling back, begging for another chance. But the heart is a stupid thing. Even when it’s broken, it still learns to give second chances. Even for the wrong man. DAMIAN: She was a disaster I didn’t ask for. One I couldn’t ignore. I don’t do emotions, and I sure as hell don’t do strays. But I let her in, just for a while. Rachel Hart is not my responsibility. But she keeps showing up in places I can’t ignore, my company, my home, my thoughts. Now her presence lingers. Her scent. Her voice. Her past. She doesn’t belong in my world. But I find myself rearranging it anyway. And when someone else tries to claim her, They’ll learn the hard way I don’t let go of what’s mine.

I died five years ago. Now my husband, the Don of our Mafia family, wants me to take the fall for his sister again—this time for accidentally killing a British noble's heir during an arms deal. He's holding a fake confession letter with my forged signature, storming into my old apartment in the rust district, only to find it empty. Frustrated, he grabs the corner store owner downstairs, demanding to know where I am. The owner pauses, wiping his hands on his apron, calmly tells him: "Serafine? She died five years ago." "Heard it was retaliation from a rival family during the gang war. They ambushed her in an alley... shot her over a dozen times. She died immediately." My husband, Lucien, refuses to believe it. Convinced the owner is on my payroll, hiding me to help me escape his reach. He scoffs, his eyes filled with scorn: "Oh, so what? Because I called her out for messing up that last job, now she's throwing a tantrum?" "You tell her, if she doesn't come back and take the fall in three days, I'll revoke her grandmother's 'special family protection'! Let the old woman rot!" With that, he storms out, his rage still simmering. The owner watches him leave and sighs, shaking his head. "There's no grandmother left to protect... That woman passed away not long after Serafine did... couldn't survive the winter without our family's medical supplies and protection..."

After four years of marriage, her Alpha mate betrayed their vows. He obsessively pursued his long-lost love, desperate to make up for what he missed in his youth. Aurora loved him deeply and tried desperately to save their marriage. Yet her mate cruelly dismissed her while embracing his newfound love: "Aurora, you don't have an ounce of femininity! Looking at your cold face, I can't feel any desire as a man." Aurora's heart finally shattered. She stopped clinging to false hope and left with dignity. When they met again, Alexander didn't recognize his ex-mate. Countless powerful men pursued her relentlessly. Even the most powerful Alpha only ever smiled for his "dear Aurora." Alexander was driven mad! Every night he waited outside his ex-wife's door, offering territory and jewelry, willing to give everything he had.

This story is about two middle class tamil people. Prabhu and Janaki. Prabhu - A 24 years old good tamil boy, who respect his parents. He is kind & loving. He is working in a big company as a Software engineer in Chennai. His native is Kancheepuram. Janaki - A 21 years old carefree tamil girl, but she tries to be responsible since her parents wants her to be a perfect daughter. She is studying CA intermediate in Chennai. Her native is also Kancheepuram. Yes, Prabhu is Janaki's cousin. Prabhu's mother and Janaki's father are blood related. And Prabhu's father is blood related with Janaki's mother. They maintained to be affectionate all these years with great love and care for each other. Prabhu's parents arrange him to marry their family friend's daughter Nandhini who is from well settled family and working as a Fashion designer in Chennai. Everybody is happy about their marriage. But the destiny has some different plans. Everyone got to know about Nandhini's hidden-side on the marriage day. What is destined to happen in their life? How will Prabhu's parent react? Will they forgive Nandhini's mistake? Or will fate tie knot between Janaki and Prabhu ? © All rights reserved Content warning: Mature content (18+) This purely my own imagination. The story doesn't mean to hurt anyone's feelings. P.S. This is my first story. I apologize in advance for any grammar mistakes or my poor English. Please do support by voting and sharing. And correct my mistakes by commenting. Thank you all in advance.

Benarkah menikah dengan teman sendiri akan jadi sebahagia itu? Bagaimana Raihan yang malang harus kehilangan calon istriya, Zahra, tepat sebelum pernikahan mereka. Dengan segala pertimbangan, Raihan juga harus menerima Airin, sahabat yang sudah bersama selama lebih dari 20 tahun, untuk menjadi istrinya, hanya dalam waktu satu hari. Sebelumnya, mereka pikir mungkin akan mudah hidup bersama orang yang sudah terbiasa bersama sejak lama, namun yang terjadi semuanya di luar rencana dan hanya terasa kekacauan dalam hidup mereka berdua. #SalahSasaran Update tiap Senin dan Jum'at. Enjoy!

The last time I mentioned my engagement to Walter Reagle, everyone in the room went quiet at first. However, after seeing Walter's annoyed look, they all started laughing. "Who still believes in old-fashioned childhood betrothals these days?" "Is Ms. Lawson feeling insecure?" I ignored their teasing. I just looked at Walter, who was lounging on the couch with his shirt collar open, showing off the lovebites on his neck and collarbone. My heart felt like it was being stabbed. The pain came slowly. "We were too young to agree to something so silly," he said. Walter looked up with a faint, mocking smile. He gave me a lazy look. "We're grown up now, Emma. "Let's just forget about the past."