Mad Eye Harry Potter

"Why do you want to be my bride so badly?" he questioned, his mesmerizing eyes locked Crystal's. Crystal shook her head, reminding herself of her goal. "To marry someone like you, an angel from heaven. Marrying you would be, no doubt, a blessing." She stammered, looking away. He leaned closer to her; his breath grazed her skin. "An angel?" he chuckled deviously. "Are you sure, I'm an angel?" Crystal Fei was a fiery woman with a thirst for revenge. For ten years, she has been looking for the culprit who caused her brother's death at all costs. Finally, when she was on the brink of hopelessness, a man reached out, promising her revenge on that person. But what game did fate play on Crystal when she was tasked to steal his heart in an undercover mission to avenge her brother? Will it still be a game of pretense when she looked into his eyes. The eyes that was so sharp and mysterious, his eyes that pierced her heart.

Antes de que tuviera lugar la ceremonia de compromiso, mi prometido, Vincenzo Rizzi, hizo un anuncio formal en la cubierta de un barco de carga atracado en el nuevo puerto. Aparentemente, mi hermanastra menor, Sofia Russo, era quien se convertiría en su esposa legítima. Vincenzo tenía un brazo alrededor de la cintura de Sofia. Mientras permanecían de pie bajo el reflector, él le sonrió con ternura. —De acuerdo con las reglas de la mafia, solo aquellas que han recibido el reconocimiento de los ancianos principales podrán convertirse en la Madre de la familia. Las demás no son más que amantes y concubinas. Bajo las bendiciones de los ancianos de la familia, Vincenzo le dio a Sofia un collar de diamantes negros. Luego, intercambiaron votos entre ellos y quedaron comprometidos. Yo simplemente observé la ceremonia desarrollarse en silencio. Luego, hice una cita para un aborto. Había amado a Vincenzo desde que tenía 16 años. Ahora tengo 28, lo que significa que he estado enamorada de él durante 12 años. Sin embargo, tal parece que Sofia era la única a la que él había amado. En ese caso, elegí dejarlo ir de una vez por todas. Después de eso, viajé a una casa segura oculta ubicada en Sombral. Todo lo que le dejé a Vincenzo fue una carta en la que declaré la terminación de nuestro compromiso y un regalo de despedida. Pero el hombre, que nunca había mostrado preocupación por mí en todo este tiempo, terminó derrumbándose hasta el punto de no tener ni siquiera ánimo para ocuparse de los asuntos de su familia.

He watched her for a long moment, the anger in his eyes unmistakable. She imagined he was thinking of ways to punish her, but nothing prepared her for what he said next. "Strip." It was one word, but she doubted if she heard him correctly the first time, was he really going to punish her? "What… what was that?" She asked innocently. "Strip, Nancy." "I won't." "So you refuse me, I see." he said it lightly, the evil smile still playing on his lips. "That will not stop me from having you though" "You won't." She said firmly "Won't I?" She had expected to arouse his anger tonight, but nothing prepared her for the icy rage that contorted his features and the resentment and coldness in his eyes. "Has he touched you yet?" Derek asked suddenly, his eyes still hard on her and his look ever so cold. "Depends on the kind of touch you mean," She replied in a soft, tempting voice, "He has touched me in certain ways. But you are my husband and I should not be telling you that.” "No," he returned coldly. "We are just master and slave, nothing else links us.” ***** Forced to marry against their will, Nancy must not only prove to Derek Lincoln that she was never his lost betrothed, but she must also prove to the parents of his real betrothed that she is not their daughter. But when a man is this beautiful and yet so arrogant, God knows loving him could not be so difficult. Except he is strongly involved with his mistress, who would give anything to have him, even if it meant killing his present wife. But was he worth it? Nay. To him, she is just a personal whore.

My in-laws go on a jungle trip and are stung by venomous bees. An exorbitant sum is needed for their surgeries, so I hurriedly call my husband for help. However, as soon as the call connects, he berates me. "They can die if you don't have money to treat them! Why waste the money? Your family isn't mine—what does it have to do with me if they die? Also, Chloe has no money for food. I'm transferring what we have to buy her a meal." He hangs up abruptly and transfers whatever money I have. Meanwhile, his parents die because we didn't pay to save them.

"Having this type of life is just too difficult to deal. There is no safe place for you to live peacefully, nor your family. Even the air you breathe can be contaminated with poison that may end your life. But, you can't always hide to be safe. You need to be wise to deal with these threats,survive and dominate. Tibayan mo ang sikamura mo at tatagan mo ang loob mo. Or else you'll end up vanquished, terminated." After being broked and left by the people she loved and trusts, Vladimyr became Crazily Rich and Powerful after gaining a bottomless wealth. She became a different type of beasts you won't wish to be enemy. So you better not try to test her or you'll regret it.

Shah Zain was holding her with one hand while opening his shirt button with the other hand. Meanwhile, he didn't let Minal separate from him for a moment. "Shah Zain please, it's not right time, it's too early." She was trying hard to control her unsteady condition, but who was listening to her? "Nothing is early Minal.... and today you can't stop me..... because today you himself come close to me." He picks her up in his arms and lays her on the bed. He bends on Minal while saying that. Feeling his lips on her neck, Minal feels like losing herself. "Shah Zain please....." For the last time, she tried to free herself from his hold. But Shah Zain again stops her from uttering anything. He just wants to feel Minal's closeness with himself. He wants to say how much he loves her.

# Lost in Madness In the gilded halls of high society, where bloodlines matter more than hearts, Dabe has always lived in the shadow of her wealthy cousin Sally. Raised together like sisters, their bond seems unbreakable—until love tears it apart. Sally Williams-Hartwell has been groomed since childhood for one purpose: to marry Andrew Williams and strengthen the alliance between two powerful families. She's loved him from afar for years, dreaming of their destined union. But fate has other plans. When Andrew meets Dabe in high school, their connection is instant and electric. What begins as stolen glances becomes a passionate secret affair that spans years. Dabe knows she's betraying everything—her family's trust, her cousin's dreams, and the rigid social order that governs their world. Yet she cannot resist the pull of a love that feels more real than anything she's ever known. As graduation approaches and family pressure mounts, Andrew faces an impossible choice. Bound by duty and family honor, he must marry Sally despite his heart belonging entirely to Dabe. On Sally's wedding day, Dabe stands as maid of honor, watching the man she loves pledge himself to her dearest friend. The ceremony is perfect, the families satisfied, the alliance secured. But as Andrew slips the ring onto Sally's finger, something fractures inside Dabe's carefully constructed world. In the aftermath of the wedding, as Sally begins her new life as Mrs. Williams,.The weight of her secret, the agony of watching Andrew with Sally, and the guilt of her deception begin to consume Dabe. In a society where duty trumps desire and appearances matter more than truth, how far will she go to claim what she believes is rightfully hers?

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Antes que a cerimônia de noivado aconteça, meu noivo, Vincenzo Rizzi, faz um anúncio formal no convés de um navio cargueiro atracado no novo porto. Aparentemente, minha meia-irmã mais nova, Sofia Russo, será sua esposa legítima. Vincenzo envolve a cintura de Sofia com um dos braços. Enquanto estão sob os holofotes, ele sorri para ela com ternura. "De acordo com as regras da máfia, apenas aquelas que receberam o reconhecimento dos anciãos principais podem se tornar a Madre da família. As outras não passam de amantes e concubinas." Sob as bênçãos dos anciãos da família, Vincenzo presenteia Sofia com um colar de diamantes negros. Em seguida, eles trocam votos e ficam oficialmente noivos. Eu apenas assisto à cerimônia em silêncio. Depois, marco uma consulta para fazer um aborto. Amei Vincenzo desde os meus 16 anos. Agora tenho 28, ou seja, o amo há 12 anos. Ainda assim, Sofia é a única que ele já amou. Nesse caso, escolho deixá-lo ir de uma vez por todas. Depois disso, viajo para um esconderijo secreto localizado em Sombral. Tudo o que deixo para Vincenzo é uma carta informando o fim do nosso noivado e um presente de despedida. Mas o homem que nunca demonstrou preocupação comigo durante todo esse tempo acaba desmoronando, a ponto de não ter nem ânimo para lidar com os assuntos da própria família.