Mad-eye In Harry Potter

They say one’s fate is woven like a string and one’s destiny is intertwined with many others. Sometimes the things we thought we never search for are the things that come knocking at our door. Others never find it, but there are others, who are led. Changing the future by meeting new people is nothing new to us. But what are the odds of changing the future by meeting new people that are related to the past? Let us all find out how this accidental meeting leads to an accidental love. ***** Meeting someone 30,000 feet above the sea is such a romantic way to fall in love, right? But in Nuala (Noo-lah) and Enoch’s case, it was far different from romantic. They met in the most unpleasant way high above the sky and they never left each other’s minds. Then Nuala met Flynn in the most interesting way, and they grew closer. Time went by, Flynn fell in love with Nuala. Everything seems to be in its right places, except one; Enoch who instantly fell in love with Nuala’s brave and carefree personality and free spirit attitude. As for Nuala, how will she react if she finds out that the two fell in love with her? How will she face them? Will she choose? Who and how? Let us all find out how these people change their fate by accidentally falling in love.

My husband doesn't touch me on our wedding night. He claims he's too tired and asks me to wait. Then, he sneaks into the basement in the wee hours of each night. Whenever he returns, he needs to shower to wash away an indescribable smell. I ask him what he does down there, and he tells me he works out. Why would anyone work out in the middle of the night? I can't take it anymore. One night, I decide to sneak into the basement to see what's going on down there. He chases after me and grabs my pajamas, roaring, "Come back up here! I'll divorce you if you step foot down there!"

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! WARNING: MATURED CONTENT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! (Red Gabrielle Story) Huminto saglit sa pagtibok ng puso ni Yuri ng magkasalubong ang kanilang mata ni Red- ang lalaking kay dilim at kay lalim tumingin. Takbo... iyon ang babala ng kanyang utak- ngunit paano siya makakawala sa mala-bakal nitong mga bisig gayong sa tuwing sinusubukan niyang lumayo ay ibinabalik siya nito sa bisig nito? TRAPPED SERIES#4. Trapped Series Titles ⬇️ 1.Trapped with him (Alaric) COMPLETED 2.The lonely billionaire and his maid. (Damon) COMPLETED 3. His intention (Zandro) COMPLETED 4.Trapped in his wrath (Red) COMPLETED 5.Broken hearts and promises (Miguel)ONGOING 6. The hidden wife tears (Nickolas) SOON 7. The billionaire's trick (Liam) SOON 8.His dangerous trap. (Tres) SOON 9.Forbidden desire (Jack) SOON 10.The billionaire's secret love (Wendell) SOON Genre: ROMANCE/DARK ROMANCE/STEAMY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!

Waverly Alaia Knight is known for her best chemical experiments, she makes the perfect antidotes and poisons that the FBI and RVS has been using since she started working for them. Summer came and one of the bosses instructed her to make a love potion, to easily manipulate and conquer some of their enemies. But while making the potion, an unexpected accident happened that turned her life upside down. Will she able to bring back things in their rightful places? Or she'll be trapped in her mistake and be punished severely?

BLURB. Hazel Shepherd thought she has everything she will ever wants in the entire world, the job, the money and the perfect CEO who is also her boyfriend. But life doesn't seem to going I'm the perfect direction for her, especially when she found out there is a man out there claiming to be her mate when she went for the company workshop on behalf of the CEO. For Hazel, Werewolves are fantasies and they belongs either in books or the movies.  What can she do when she gets tangled with Alpha Lexi and can't seems to get enough of him? She was left with no other choice than to choose between Alpha Lexi or her boyfriend, Tate Campbell. But the problem here is, she doesn't want to choose between the two.What will be of Hazel and her two lovers?

Grayson Harmon's childhood friend, Sophia Lexton, got into a car accident. She didn't just lose her memory—she came away with some post-traumatic stress disorder, too. That's what the doctors called it. They said we had to keep her calm, avoid anything that might upset her. So, for the sake of her recovery, Grayson asked me not to argue with her. To let her have her way, no matter what. She took my engagement necklace and moved into the little love nest Grayson and I had made our own. And on our wedding day, she threatened to kill herself, forcing Grayson to take her to the hospital. He looked at her bleeding out and said to me, calm as ever, "Brianna, I'll make it up to you after the wedding. I'll throw you an even grander one. Sophia is dying." Then he picked her up and walked away, never once looking back. If he had—just once—he might have seen something was wrong. He might have seen the blood soaking into my wedding dress.

My twin sister, wanting to be with her thug boyfriend, secretly planned to apply for a junior college. When I could not talk her out of it, I told our parents and managed to stop her. However, just a month into the new semester, her thug boyfriend cheated on her. She left a suicide note, blaming it all on the long distance between them. She wrote that if she had gone to that junior college, her boyfriend would never have cheated. Grief‑stricken, my parents turned all their rage on me. "You wretched girl, this is all your fault for meddling! What business was it of yours which school your sister went to? Even if she didn't go to college, we could still support her. We didn't need your big mouth!" "If it weren't for your spiteful tongue, your sister wouldn't be dead!" "We were cursed to have a vicious, unfilial daughter like you!" They locked me in her room, ordering me to repent. Then they took her ashes on a trip, saying they wanted her to see the beautiful mountains and rivers she never got to visit in life. A month later, they returned from their travels to find me long dead, starved to a withered husk in front of my sister's photo. Their eyes held no grief, no guilt, only a faint, scornful curl of the lips. In their eyes, my death was nothing more than justice served. My broken soul saw their icy expressions, and despairing tears burned my eyes. Then my sister's familiar voice rang out again: "What business is it of yours which school I go to? You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend, aren't you?"

Living is not easy, everyday we need to find the best way to survive. Sa sobrang gulo ng mundong kinalalagyan natin hindi natin maiwasang minsan hilingin na sana, sana tapusin nalang ang buhay natin nang matiwasay. But ending our own life is a sin, and that's the main reason why we don't have a choice but to continue living, forget our problem in anyway and enduring the pain caused by everything. Can we even elude our unchangeable fate? Can we end the misfortune we don't deserve?

He snapped around, glaring at her, oh lord she looked sexy, wearing thigh high boots, a pleated mini skirt and a very tight white button down shirt, which was only sparsely buttoned to cover her breasts. "Why don't you snap a picture it will last you longer and you can enjoy it when you are alone". She smirked as she twirled one of her braids around her hand. Oh he would love to grab those braids, making her use that naughty mouth for something better.. f**k Sebastian snap out of it, he thought, she is so not your type. "If I wanna look at cheap whores the internet got a better selection". Amber and Sebastian is both friends with Matt.. but just as he expected they are not getting along at all.. or is that just a cover for their attraction ? How with it all end when they get entagled in a bet ?

Leonard Burton and I are childhood sweethearts, bound by a family-arranged marriage. After we marry, we live a loving, harmonious life. In a terrible accident, he even gives up his only chance at survival to save me. After Leonard's death, we find a journal among his belongings. In it, he records the three years he was missing after falling off a cliff—years spent with another woman he deeply loved. But his parents had forcibly separated them and arranged our marriage instead. Unbeknownst to anyone, he had continued to protect that woman from afar, silently and faithfully. At the funeral, Leonard's mother, Charlotte Newman, is inconsolable. "Leonard, it's all my fault. Would you still be alive if I'd let you marry Yelena back then?" His father, Samuel Burton, glares at me with hatred. "He fell off that cliff saving you. He died in that crash shielding you. Why do you bring him nothing but harm? Why aren't you the one who's dead?" Yes, why is it not me who's dead? I look at Leonard's familiar, smiling face on his gravestone before running at it and smashing my head on it. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to when he just returned from that small fishing village. This time, I choose to let him go and give him what he wants. Finally, I see Leonard again.