Paradis Attack On Titan

I'm Tristan Scott's driver's daughter. Ten years ago, my father died at the hands of Tristan's abductors as he tried to save Tristan. Tristan had held me close and told me, "I'll care for you for the rest of your life on your father's behalf." Later, my mother's cancer relapsed due to her sorrow after losing my father. Before her death, she hoped to see Tristan and me marry. But on the wedding day, Tristan leaves me at the altar. I weep and try to keep him around, but he sneers and says, "You should know where to draw the line—your father gave his life in exchange for the cushy life you now have. That should be enough for you! You're dreaming if you think you can marry me!" In the end, my mother dies without seeing Tristan put a ring on me. That night, his assistant shares an Instagram story. The photo is of her and Tristan's faces plastered to each other as she shows off the ring on her finger. It's captioned, "My answer is yes."

Randy’s mother, Monica, was on her dying bed. Her only wish before she died was for him, my alpha boyfriend, to perform our marking ceremony before she passed. When Monica looked at him eagerly, Randy agreed to mark me. But after we left her room, Randy said that he was going to marry Alina. “Alina’s mother is critically ill. She also wants to watch her undergo the marking ceremony before she passes. We can wait a little longer before we conduct our own marking ceremony, Emma.” “But what about your mother? She wants to witness us undergo the marking ceremony too!” “My mother can hang in there a little longer. Don’t worry.” Randy then grabbed the ring that Monica had given to me. It had acted as a symbol of me being her daughter-in-law, but Randy gave it to Alina. Unbeknownst to him, Monica was already at Death’s door, and she was feigning a picture of health in front of him. On the day Monica passed away, Randy performed the marking ceremony with another woman. After I made preparations for Monica’s funeral, I vanished from Randy’s world. To my surprise, he started begging me to become his mate after I left.

My parents' enemy kidnapped me and live-streamed cutting off my fingers, just to force them to show up. For a time, the entire internet was searching for my parents. But what no one knew was that the police chief on the live connection was my real father. At that very moment, he was on a beach in Havai, lighting fireworks for his adopted son. And on their barbecue table, the live stream of my fingers being cut off was playing. Later, I survived long enough to be rescued, and I reached out with my severed fingers, wanting to touch my parents. But they recoiled in disgust and, without so much as a backward glance, took their adopted son out for steak. What they never realized was that hidden inside my severed fingers was something that would make them regret everything.

SYNOPSIS: Leila Reign Dominguez is an elite mistress of the most well-known CEO in the business world. Walang ibang hangad ang puso niya kundi ang mapasa kanya ang lalaking minamahal kahit may kahati siya rito. She tortured herself as the second, a mistress, and a prey of the most prominent person in her life. Ginawang magpaka baba para sa taong mahal niya. They have past that hard to forget. Kaya noong nag offer si Rameses Vin Salgado sa kanya bilang mistress nito ay kaagad siyang pumayag dahil sa kanyang pagmamahal dito. She fulfills her duty as a mistress habang wala ang asawa nito sa tabi. Lingid sa kaalaman ni Leila nagkaroon ng amnesia si Ram at pinakasal siya ng kanyang mga magulang sa isang mayaman at kilalang pamilya. Nang maalala na ni Ram ang nakaraan nilang dalawa ni Leila ay kaagad nag offer ng proposal ang huli kay Leila. Leila has no idea that Ram still loves her and never forget their past. Boung pag aakala niya na hindi na siya mahal ni Ram dahil iniwan siya nito at nagpa kasal sa iba. Nang malaman ng asawa ni Ram na nagkaroon ito ng relasyon sa isang secretary ay kaagad nitong nakipag kita kay Leila. Hindi nagpa tinag si Leila o na sindak sa asawa ni Ram. Kaya ng hindi tumalab ang ginawang komprontasyon ng asawa ni Ram na si Suzy kay Leila ay kaagad itong nagsa gawa ng ibang plano. Magagawa kayang pag hiwalayin ang pagmamahalan na naka kubli pa sa nakaraan? Leila lost and broken again because of the love that is not meant for her. Is she be able to find the love that she wanted? Or be able to find herself way back to him again.

TEQUILA SET | $EX STORIES ⚠️ Trigger Warning sexual harassment คุกคามทางเพศ ทั้งพูดและกระทำ sexual Assult / rape มีการล่วงละเมิดทางเพศ / ขืนใจ BDSM / NC / PWP / ADULT ONLY TURN ME ON สวาทร้อนซ่อนรัก (3P+) ยังไม่ระบุพระเอก   Honey / ฮันนี่ ( ยาหยี ) ลูกครึ่ง ไทย / รัสเซีย "แล้วนาย....อยากจะลองดื่มเตกีล่า สักช็อตไหม?" "เพื่อว่าเราจะเข้ากันได้ง่ายขึ้น?" Bear Brown / แบร์บราวน์ - หนุ่มหล่อไฮโซในสังคมชั้นสูง ผู้ไม่เคยต้องเกรงกลัวใคร - ลูกชายเพียงเดียวของนักการเมืองชื่อดัง ผู้ทรงอิทธิพลมากคนหนึ่งของประเทศ อย่างท่านคามิน ว่าที่แคนดิเดตนายกรัฐมนตรีคนต่อไปของประเทศไทย Lion / ไลออน - มาเฟียหนุ่มเลือดร้อน ผู้ไม่เคยแพ้ให้ใคร - ผู้สืบทอดตำแหน่งหัวหน้าแก็งมาเฟียใหญ่ ฮ่องกง อาณาจักรค้าอาวุธปืนเถื่อน และรวมไปถึงสิ่งผิดกฎหมายมากมาย Dragon / ดราก้อน - คุณชายหนุ่มเพลย์บอย ผู้ไม่เคยเป็นที่สองรองจากใคร - ทายาทเพียงคนเดียวของ บริษัทเบียร์มังกร

De soirées arrosées en matins difficiles, de séparations en trahisons, Solveig, ses amis et leurs petits secrets voguent en quête de bonheur et de stabilité.Mais confrontés à la mort d'un des leurs, ils sont poussés dans leurs retranchements. Alors que Solveig cherche à oublier ses blessures, une disparition mystérieuse vient tout bouleverser.Quand tout perd son sens, chacun cherche ses réponses.Et si le plus difficile à trouver était soi-même ?"Un roman qui se libère des stéréotypes misogynes de la littérature."

A week before my death, my Alpha mate's childhood sweetheart Sarah returned to our pack. That night, he didn't come home. The next day, I received his mind-link. "I've purchased a mate-bond severing potion from the pack witch. Come home now so we can break our bond." In our pack, the Moon Goddess was very serious about mate bonds. Once two wolves chose to form a mate, the mate bond could not be severed, unless the witch's potion was used. This potion was very expensive, costing up to $500,000 per bottle. I smiled bitterly. He was very generous to sever the bond with me. I coughed twice before answering, "I'm in the healing center." His voice turned ice cold. "I don't care where you are. Even if you're about to die, you need to come back." I calmly replied, "Fine." He didn't know that I really was dying. Three years ago, during a rogue wolf attack, I blocked the silver dagger for him to protect him while he was unconscious. I was poisoned by silver and became weaker and weaker over the past three years. I only had one week left to live. On the day of my funeral, my mate was busy holding his marking ceremony with Sarah. Later, he knelt before my grave in pristine white ceremonial clothes, clutching my headstone and whispering through tears. "If there's another life after this one, I still want to marry you." That day was his marking ceremony with his childhood sweetheart. It was also my funeral.

“Heidi, call me a monster. Call me a beast. Fuck, call me the Devil. It does not change the way I feel about you.” “How about the way ‘I’ feel about you?” I whisper. “This hatred—built from love, passion… trust.” Hunter gently takes my hand and interlocks it with his before placing both on his chest. He then leans down to bump his forehead on mine, making me close my eyes and sigh as it drives in me sensations that cause me to crumble. “I love you, Heidi…” he whispers—doesn’t do good for my eyes bleeding more tears. “…and I will let the world burn for you.” ~ H E I D I I’ve lived twenty-two years but never seen a man like Hunter. He has killed everyone I know and is bound to do more, which is why I’m determined to stop him, if only I wouldn’t have to deal with these emotions—old feelings clashing with new ones; love and hate—that make me want to squash his heart one moment, then piece it up the next. But I know I can’t hang between these feelings forever. I have to choose, and quickly. H U N T E R I am told she is dangerous, a being forbidden from existence. Yet, I find myself protecting her. I shouldn’t, but I do. Then I realize she isn’t the threat. Where danger lies is with my feelings—ones that I must not have, that will be my downfall. To be that creature feared by all, I need to be the man with nothing to lose. But now I have so much to lose. Even nature has fated our Love to be doomed and will see to its vow that one of us is destroyed.

"Maybe you should spank me. I've been very, very, very naughty, sir." He chuckled, watching me go on all fours, in the middle of his office as he sat at his desk, typing away on an electronic keyboard. "You have, Miss Lenora," he smirked. "And I'm beginning to think my punishment has been too light Biting my lips like a puppy begging for a treat, I loved the sound of his voice dripping like honey. He leaned back into his chair and returned to his work, "Now get out. I've got test scripts to mark." Lenora's world crumbles when the man she has a sizzling passion for rejects her for her sister. Heartbroken, she escapes the painful situation by enrolling at Eldridge College, a distant university where she wouldn't have to face her backstabbing sister and the sexy-as-hell Professor CJ who tore her heart into shreds. What will happen when she's in her lecture hall and sees the new professor walk in, the same man who shattered her heart? Ignore her uncontrollable lust for him by pretending that he doesn't exist, or risk everything, defying the grave consequences and surrendering to the irresistible charm that CJ possesses.

On my birthday, Connor Simpson's first love jumped off a building due to depression. She died on the spot. Connor blamed everything on me. I never celebrated my birthday again after she died. After the murderer electrocuted me for more than ten hours, they forced me to call Connor. "Connor, it's my 25th birthday today. Can you come over and spend time with me?" However, Connor did not notice anything unusual. His voice was laced with venomous iciness. "Clarisse Winter, Audrey wouldn't have died if it weren't for you. How dare you ask me to celebrate your birthday? If only you were the one who died." I heard him coaxing a woman on the other end just before he hung up on me. That low and gentle tone was what I loved to hear the most in the past. That night, the murderer cut my body into countless pieces, packed them in bags, and threw them in front of the police station. Connor was summoned back overnight. He spent two days and two nights piecing together the body parts, but he did not realize that the dead person was the wife that he hated the most.