Make A Wish Lirik

My son, Tim, was kidnapped by a group of rogues. My husband, Alpha Kieran, spared no effort, using every resource at his disposal to find him. Finally, he tracked him down to an pub training center nearby. But when Tim regained consciousness, he discovered that he was disabled. As the only son of Kieran, destined to inherit his father’s title, he couldn’t bear the reality of his condition. Despair consumed him, and in his grief, he attempted to take his own life by drowning himself in the lake within our territory. I arrived too late. By the time I pulled him from the water, my strength was nearly gone. Kieran rushed me to the pack hospital, holding me close as he whispered into my ear, "Please, Selene, stay with me. I cannot lose you too." But after my surgery, as I lay in bed, I overheard Kieran speaking to his Beta, Damon, in the hallway. "Alpha, sacrificing the rescue mission that could have saved Tim seemed… excessive. Finding another heart donor wouldn’t have been impossible. Using Tim’s—he was your only son with Luna Selene." "I allowed him to be born because I knew he could save my daughter. I’ve already raised him long enough. It’s only right that he gives me what I need now." "And the doctor said siblings have a better chance of surviving heart transplants. Ana is my most precious child—I won’t risk her suffering another heart attack." Kieran’s words shattered me. He was my fated mate, the love of my life. Yet he had sacrificed our son—our son—to save the bastard child he had with his mistress. The marriage I once cherished, the fated mate I once believed in, had now become my own personal hell.

Her husband called her a wolfless disgrace and tossed her aside. But Isabella was never just a Luna—she’s a royal heiress, a hidden powerhouse. Now married to a King who worships the ground she walks on, she’s rising stronger, fiercer, and untouchable. And Brandon? He’ll crawl... and beg for what he once threw away.

In her first life, she died a virgin. In her second life, she became a villainess who was exiled to the border of the Kingdom with her newborn baby, based on a romantic novel that she had briefly read in her first life. She is grateful that her dream to become a mother of an adorable baby has come true, instead of dying a virgin! BUT when she thought she just needed to be exiled and live peacefully with her baby, she and her baby were brutally murdered by an unexpected person. Either destiny or a curse, the universe brings her back to life as Fuschia Mountravven, Crown Princess of the Drachentia Kingdom again! She is still stuck inside the world of a novel! "I don't care about revenge! I want my baby again, so, how do I get pregnant?! Who is the father of my baby, huh?! ”

"I loved that I fell for you but I hated that I was your second. That second which always comes after first!" Lilian Evans got married to Richard Tucker after his first wife died. She couldn't keep her heart in place despite his rude and ignorant behaviour. Things got a little overboard and now she was stuck at a point of no return. How would Lilian unfold her life in chaos with the responsibility of being a mother? "Touching others' belongings without consent! You know that is bad manner, right?" Lilian turned in the direction of the voice only to find her husband standing there in the ebony rich suit, his tie a little loose as he gazed right into her soul. "Oh... Yeah, sorry. I was just-" "Your room is at the end of this hallway, closer to Aid's," he said, taking off his coat and not minding to let his bride complete her sentence.

In my last life, my brother Leo—the heir to the Moretti crime family—stripped our estate bare of every last soldier, all for a Vegas jaunt. All because his new flame, Scarlett, had a jones for the high-roller tables. The Volkovs—our rivals, the very ones Leo had just pissed off—saw their opening and stormed our gates. My mother, Sofia, took a bullet meant for me. Died protecting me. I blew up Leo’s phone, my pleas turning to screams. He didn't answer. He waltzed back in after the shooting stopped, bringing our men home, but far too late for it to matter. Then, the news from Vegas. Scarlett was gone. A suicide note left behind. In it, she painted me as the monster. The one who’d leaked our weaknesses to the Volkovs. The one who'd orchestrated a fake kidnapping and torture plot, all to drive her to despair and lure Leo home. A perfect, tragic lie. Leo read the letter calmly. Then he burned the letter and told me, "Forget it. It's handled." Father tore into Leo for abandoning his post, for leaving his family to die. And me? I was named the new Consigliere. But after the celebration, Leo cornered me in the wine cellar. His face was a mask of cold fury as he pressed the barrel of his gun to my forehead. "This is for family traitors," he hissed, his voice pure venom. "The throne is my birthright, not some backstabbing bitch's prize!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Right in the middle of the fire and the blood. This time, I shoved my mother behind me, dragging her toward the panic room. And the bastards who were too blind to believe me? They’ll regret it.

WARNING ‼️ RATED 18+ BAWAL SA BATA !! - Because of Vespere Silsia Green - Farrel was known a Highest Paid Model in world that worth of 50 million dollars for opening runaway, closing runway including here for just one walk in a fashion show. Vespere desire to have children, she decided to have a One Night Stand with a proud billionaire, Draven Hyder Bleidon - O’Reilly. Draven is Well-known a Billionare and a Tycoon. He also a Mafia Heir.. Vespere was tired of being the target of tease with her close friend and family. Bcause at the age of 29 she still didn’t have a child or a husband. In fact, the young woman didn’t want to get married because she saw the various breaking up of relationships. That’s why she promised not to enter this complicated life. But because of the desire of her friends and parents to stop, Vespere made a big decision to have a baby to make everyone stop teasing her. She decided to have a One Night Stand with a proud, handsome, womanizer and above all rich, Draven Hyder Bleidon - O’Reilly What would happen if the guy found out about her plan? Will he let her go or will he make a decision that will benefit both of them? WARNING ‼️ GABAY NG MAGULANG ANG KAILANGAN KUNG IKAW AY BELOW 18 YEARS OLD.

With her desires to experience something new, Ice steps into a different world where nothing is impossible. She gets happy while riding a car of her life until the car went off the tracks...

Roan King is my brother’s best friend. He’s thirty, a billionaire, and the most dangerous man I’ve ever loved, because he loves me back like it’s the only thing he knows how to do. Our relationship is a secret. A beautiful, suffocating secret. The kind that feels like forever… until it starts to feel like a cage. So I broke it. I broke us with no explanation, no reason he could understand. I'm a girl who realized that loving Roan King would eventually destroy me… and I walked away before it could. Except Roan doesn’t do walked away. “You don’t get to break up with me, Lia. That’s not how this works.” So, he gave me a challenge, to make him hate me. Push him so far past the point of love that there’s nothing left but disgust. So I tried. God help me… I really tried.

Ember never meant to make a king. She was just trying to survive her heat without embarrassing herself in front of the massive, infuriatingly calm wolf living in the loft next door. Ember has spent most of her life keeping people at a distance. She’s stubborn, private, and perfectly happy suffering through things alone—including the inconvenient attraction she’s been pretending not to feel toward Ghost. Ghost notices everything. He notices when Ember skips meals. When she hasn’t slept. When she’s pretending she doesn’t need help. Calm, steady, and impossible to shake, he’s the kind of man who doesn’t push—but also doesn’t leave. Which becomes a problem when a violent storm destroys half of Ember’s apartment and Ghost is the one who drags her out of the wreckage. Suddenly the fiercely independent she-wolf who hates relying on anyone is stuck living next door to the one man she’s been trying not to want. Then Ember’s heat hits. What starts as proximity and stubborn attraction turns into something neither of them expected when their bond snaps fully into place—awakening a long-buried bloodline Ember never knew she carried. For generations, wolves like her were known as Kingmakers—rare mates capable of exposing corruption and keeping pack leadership honest. Twenty years ago, someone tried to wipe them out. Now Ember’s power has awakened. And the quiet city she and Ghost call home—long governed by careful politics instead of true pack leadership—is about to change. Because Ghost never wanted to be an Alpha. But Ember’s bloodline has a habit of exposing exactly the kind of wolf who should be. And Ember might have just made a king.

On Christmas people should be with their loved ones in the safety of their homes, but I don't have any loved ones, and I'm in the one place that I hate, where I swore never to come back, afraid that I'll get even more broken, and it seems that the more I try to get away, the more obstacles I encounter. "I know a shop not very far from here, and they have the best mechanics in town. If you want, I could come with you and give you directions, I'm heading that way anyway, and for your kindness, I'll make your biggest wish come true," Said the old crazy Santa that jumped in front of my car out of nowhere. "Can you teleport me from here? In another city, country, even on a deserted island? Anywhere but here?" I know that it wasn't nice of me to be sarcastic, but he's the reason why I have to prolong my say here. "No." His short answer was said in an amused tone of voice, but I don't find anything funny right now. "But that's just because that's not your biggest wish." He states it as a fact as if he's never been more sure of anything in his life. I bite my tongue and pray that I won't see the two people I used o love the most, and which now, I despise the most, the two people responsible for my nightmares and my broken being.