Now You See Me Fanfiction

Her past was stolen. Her future is on the line. And her heart is caught between two men. Kathryna returns after five years of hiding, determined to take down the man she believes killed her family. Adrian, wealthy, ruthless, untouchable. Getting close to him is easy. Keeping her emotions buried is impossible. Every moment with him makes her question the story she’s carried for years. But then Damian, the man she once trusted, returns with his own claims about Adrian’s guilt. Now Kathryna is trapped in a deadly triangle of revenge, forbidden desire, and betrayal. One of them is lying. One of them holds the truth. And the wrong choice could cost her more than her life, it could cost her heart.

Warning: 21+ Renee's family used to be a wealthy family. For Renee, their family is a happy family, even though her mother is a weak woman who is sickly, but apart from that she is the perfect mother. Until then Sean Bramasta came into their life. Sean literally destroyed her family, somehow her father's ownership of the business was just countered, everything was taken by Sean and controlled under his hands. Her father had nothing more than a monthly allowance for him and his family. Renee's family fell into poverty instantly. Renee was strong enough to endure it all, but not her mother. She broke down more the poorer they got, the more she suffered. Then one morning, her mother just died. After the death of her mother, her father was devastated. One day, her father drove their car, the only thing they had left. He crashed into the parapet until the car rolled over several times and her father died instantly on the spot. Because of that, the resentment that was buried deep in Renee's heart became even more intense after the death of her parents. All of this has its roots in Sean Bramasta. What will she do next? Will the plan work or is it futile?

Two people who were pushed away from society during childhood as they belong to lgbtq community .. facing societal issue of acceptance they meet up and decide to stay together , let's see how good their child shall be , who was found in the corner of the road in a basket ... or the couple had to give away their child to an orphanage . will the child ever be able to love a girl , the girl who he thinks that she's the reason for his parent's death ?

The marriage of Marcus Stephen and Elysia Alice is a sale, for Marcus Stephen to strengthen his position in the Stephen and Stephen family. “Marcus Stephen, you are the one forced in this love… Me too. We go together for good. After a year, everyone went their separate ways, owed no one. ” The sentences and words that Marcus Stephen said were very simple, but he did not know that seemingly simple sentences were arrows that pierced her aching heart. It is often said: "Love is a game where whoever loves more loses..." And she was destined to be a loser from the very beginning. She secretly loved him, secretly loved him for a long time, a love that seemed forever without hope. Marrying him, I thought I was the luckiest person in the world. She thinks that she can have feelings for him, he will move and return her feelings even a little. When she had a baby with him, he thought he would turn to look at her a few times. But… it was forever just her thoughts, the word “thinking” would never come true. She was obstinate in her feelings, also stubbornly carrying the pain of leaving, stubbornly giving birth. People often say "Only when you lose it do you know what is important". When she goes to find her cherished love, that's when she disappears. What will this love story, two people who have experienced tragedy do to each other?

Her silky hair was a mess. Her makeup, ruined. Her dress wrinkled like she slept on it. She was there, but her mind, elsewhere. Her eyes went to me. Her lips curled into a lazy smile. In every step she gave, my heart sank thinking she would fall. “What happened to you? Are you okay?” I rushed towards her. Her face twisted with disgust. “Oh, perfect Bella. The golden girl. Always correct. Always the best.” “What…” “Perfect Bella. Has the best grades. She doesn't have to fight to get into college, colleges fight over her.” “Emma, you are drunk.” “Perfect Bella doesn't drink. She is as pure as water. Saint Bella.” Her eyes glinted. “Perfect Bella doesn't sleep with her best friend's husband.” My body froze as a wave of chill ran through my spine. “What… what are you talking about?” She leaned in, her breath thick with alcohol, “Where do you think Marcus is? Why do you think I can barely walk straight? Is it hard to believe he took me and not you to that bad that was supposed to be yours?” My heart clenched. Tears started forming in my eyes. It didn't take long till they gave up to gravity. He… he didn't. We'd promised this morning. He couldn't. “He wouldn't.” ***** It's been a year, but the scars are still there. My past echoing in my head reminding me of everything that happened since that day. Every time I open my eyes in the morning to see... nothing. “You only get hurt by the ones you love the most.” “You only get betrayed by the ones you trust the most.” What happens when these two misbeliefs collide? ***** I hope I wrote this book good enough to make you feel it. Obrigada.☺️

He asked for her body. Her loyalty. Her womb. And in return, he gave her a betrayal so cruel it broke something sacred. Nadia was never Greg’s love, just a placeholder for the woman he truly wanted. Used, discarded, and left bleeding in the woods like a broken toy. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. Varic, the cold-blooded Alpha with a vendetta of his own, finds her at her lowest and offers her everything: power, protection and revenge. In exchange, she becomes his Queen. What started as a fake alliance turns into something savage. Something possessive. Because Nadia isn’t just a forgotten omega anymore. She’s the spark of a bloodline long buried. She’s the mate he never wanted.

Charlotte had done everything in her power to make Milton love her. For three years, she had showered him with love and was the perfect housewife, even giving up her identity as the lost daughter of the Buchanan family. However, on their third anniversary and her birthday, he slammed a divorce paper on her face. “Your sister has woken up from her coma. You were nothing but a replacement for her. Don’t think that I don’t know of your plans of hurting her three years ago and taking her fiance from her? Hurry and sign the divorce papers before she gets discharged.” Milton said, coldly. Charlotte, shocked and hurt by Milton's accusations, tried to explain herself, but he was not willing to listen. At that moment, she realized that all her efforts had been for nothing. She had been nothing but a murderer and a replacement in Milton's eyes. In a bold decision, She embraced her identity as the only daughter of the Buchanan family. Her days of being a submissive housewife were over. As the truth about her past and the events that led to her foster sister's coma began to unravel, Milton Henderson found himself captivated by this new Charlotte—the one who stood before him with her head held high, declaring, You Shouldn't Have Doubted Me, Mr. Henderson. Hurry up and leave before my brothers return.”

For three years, Evelyn Sinclair was the perfect wife to Lucas Callahan. Loyal, smart, and always there, she stood by him through everything. But there was always one whisper that lingered: they still didn’t have a child. Then came the betrayal. Lucas cheated. No tears. No screaming. Evelyn just left. She filed for divorce and disappeared from the public eye. Now, she’s back. Classier. Stronger. Untouchable. And right next to her? Sebastian Reed, the most sought-after young billionaire in Boston, is chasing her now. In front of the media, Sebastian smiled and casually dropped a bombshell: “The moment I saw Evelyn, I knew, I’d be the happiest man alive if she were my wife.” The whole city went silent. Lucas begged her to come back. And Evelyn? She just smiled. The real game had only just begun.

When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand. “Hello. I’d like to renounce my pack identity—effective immediately.” Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces. The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching. “You’re nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. You’re an embarrassment to a Beta’s name!” My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer. “You faked this report just to get our attention? You’ve been a liar since you were a pup.” Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, “I’m sorry, Jenifer. It’s my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... don’t lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!” Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more. “I haven’t had a real family for a long time. Please—remove all my personal records from the pack. I just don’t want my funeral—scheduled for three days from now—to be delayed.”

Ten years ago, I lost my sight saving Ivan Hardman. Now, a decade later, Ivan lets his mistress live under the same roof as me. Every night, he coaxes me to sleep in the first half, only to spend the rest tangled up with her. Even my son secretly calls her "Mom." What they don't know is, I've regained my sight. And I'm planning my escape.