Pokemon Gameboy Advance

Addison wakes up thinking this day is going to be like any other, but soon she finds out her uncle has other plans: she is going to marry King Gregory Dominis, the most handsome yet intimidating man she has ever met and the ruler of a far away kingdom. Now she is going to be the wife of a man that terrifies her and the queen of a place she knows nothing about. ******* excerpt ******* “I have great news for you, Addison,” he announced. “You are to be married today!” At first, his words made no sense, how could I be getting married today if wasn’t even engaged? I didn’t even have a suitor! “Ma… married?” I babbled. “Yes, don’t you know what married means? I don’t understand why you look so baffled, girls your age marry all the time!” He exclaimed. The king was right, it wasn’t unusual for girls my age to get married in Lerene, but they were usually informed in advance, not the very same day of the wedding. “But… today? It is so soon…” I mumbled. “I know, but the groom is a busy man who has no time for a long engagement,” he said. His reply made me realize I hadn’t asked the most basic question. “Who is the groom?” “I am glad you asked, Addison, because that is the best part,” he said smirking. “You are to be married to King Gregory Dominis of Dranda.” My heart sinked into my stomach. I felt like I was going to get sick. Did he just say I was going to marry King Gregory Dominis? How could I marry a man I have never met? And he was not just any man but a king!

I never wanted a mate. Not in a world where power meant everything, where the strong ruled and the weak were nothing but pawns. But fate had other plans for me—dark, twisted, and utterly unforgiving. The Alpha King, Lyran, was a legend among werewolves—a beast in battle and an insatiable conqueror in bed. His touch was both a blessing and a curse, The Alpha King, looked into my eyes passionately, Drew me closer by his side, till I get really wet. He began to advance very quickly by dipping his hands into my drilling wet pussy, that made me squirt crazily and hummed without limits. Oh shit, I was his mate, Alpha Lyran, had so many Lycans, and Omegas as his sexual slaves, but his name alone made Luna queens and Omegas drop to their knees. He was ruthless, powerful, and untamed. But he had never met someone like me. For five years, I hid in the shadows, biding my time, sharpening my hatred. My parents were murdered in the brutal war between Lord Nazgus and the sorcerer king, Maharajah. I was only seventeen when everything was taken from me. And now, in the Greko Pack—a kingdom split into seven districts where power decides who lives and who dies—I am nothing more than prey. Until Alpha Lyran claims me. He believes I am just another Omega, a plaything to be used and discarded. He has no idea the monster he has chained to his bed. Because I am no ordinary shifter. I am the last of my kind—the deadliest of them all. A creature feared even in whispered legends. A Wereraven and a Lycan hybrid. And when I rise, not even the Alpha King himself will be able to tame me.

I stand before the judges at the jewelry design competition and admit to plagiarism. Then, I announce my withdrawal from the contest, along with my resignation as Design Director of Fairchild Group. My fiance, Caleb Fairchild, shoots daggers at me. "If you walk away from this competition, our engagement is off!" My father follows up by slapping me across the face. "First, you plagiarize your own sister, and now you're breaking off your engagement with the Fairchilds? Are you trying to ruin our family?" "Oh, I'm not just calling off my engagement. I'm also cutting off my ties with you," I respond apathetically. I make this decision because I have been given a second life. In my previous life, my stepsister and I competed in this contest. First place earns the title of the nation's top jewelry designer and 50 million dollars from Fairchild Group. However, round after round, her designs are exactly the same as mine, and she submits them before I do. The judging panel gives me a pass because of Caleb and lets me advance to the finals, but not without a warning to never plagiarize again. I refuse to believe it. I switch to a brand-new computer, lock myself in my room, and pour everything into a new design. Yet, when the final designs appear on the big screen, history repeats itself. In the end, my sister takes first place and walks away with everything that should have been mine. The reputation I painstakingly built is ruined, and my name is dragged through the mud online. My parents are ashamed of me. They knock me out and sell me off to the countryside to marry an old man. Ultimately, I die after endless abuse. When I open my eyes again, I'm back at the semifinals. Everyone is pointing at me as they stare at the two identical designs.

"The Rossi family doesn't need a Don. We just need a Donna." As the only heiress of the Rossi family, this was the law that I had set when I received the Browning pistol—a pistol that resembles the ultimate authority in the Rossi family—from my Papa when he was on his deathbed. But three years ago, the police relentlessly investigated the money laundering business that my fiance, Lorenzo Moretti, was in charge of. If that business were to get exposed, the Rossi family's hundred-year-old legacy would be ruined. In order to protect my family's legacy and to allow Lorenzo to continue legalizing my family's businesses, I decided to become the scapegoat for all the crimes. On the rainy night of my arrest, I personally handed the pistol over to Lorenzo. "Protect my family for me before my return." This gave Lorenzo legitimate authority to run my family. He used the pistol to purge my subordinates and take over the family business. He even broke my law by announcing to the public that he'd become the next Don soon. An invitation with golden borders is soon leaked from the family's inner circle. Lorenzo's and another woman's names are printed on the cover. During a visit, my private lawyer says mockingly, "If you don't get out of prison now, the Rossi family might take on another man's last name for real." I just sneer in response. After that, I get bailed out of jail in advance and return home to celebrate Lorenzo's "funeral". But no matter how many times I scan my iris at the biometric scanner in the estate, the result always comes out wrong. A young woman, who's toying with the pistol, opens the door at that moment. The contempt and disdain in her eyes are plain to see. "Where the hell did a crazy woman like you come from? You came to the wrong place. This is my private turf, you know."

Avery Verlace apo ng mayamang Senior Verlace ang isa sa may ari ng malawak na lupain sa Quezon Province. Hindi inaasahan ni Avery ang pagkawala ng mga lolo't lola niya na nag-aruga sa kanya mula ng mawalan ng magulang. Hindi nila inaasahan na may maghahabol ng mana ang anak sa labas ng lolo nila na si Tita Cora. Hindi akalain ni Avery na mahuhulog siya sa pamangkin nito. Sa sobrang pagmamahal nito sa lalaki na ibigay niya ang pagkabirhen niya dito. Ngunit nalaman niya ang plano ng magtiyahin na sadyang paibigin siya para makamit nila ang lupa pinamana sa kanya. Labis na nasaktan ang dalaga nilisan niya ang farm na para sa kanya hindi para sumuko sa laban sinimulan ni Atticus at Tita Cora niya. Nag-aral ang babae ng agrikultura sa ibang bansa dahil advance dito. Para sa pagbabalik nito at mapalayas na niya ng tuluyan ang magtiyahin. Para hindi nito kailanganin si Atticus aminado ang babae magaling ito sa agrikultura marami natulong ang lalaki sa sakahan simula ng dumating ito ngunit hindi makakapayag si Avery na mawala sakanya ang lupain na para sa kanya. Ngunit na lusaw ang tinayong pader ng babae para sa lalaki ng makita niya ito kasama ang mapapangasawa tila nakaramdam siya ng kirot na hindi siya ang na pili pakasalanan nito. Maiibalik ba nila ang dati nila pag-iibigan o mananatili na ito nakabaon sa limot? Gaano katapang si Avery para ipaglaban ang lupa at pagmamahal niya?

"You need financial freedom. I need a bride. One signature—and your debt’s gone." *** Kira Navarro thought she had everything under control. Maayos ang trabaho, may konting ipon, at kahit papaano'y nakakaraos sa buhay. Dahil sa sobrang pagod at stress, napa-oo siya sa mga kaibigan na mag-unwind sa bar. Hindi niya inakalang ang simpleng gabing ‘yon ay mauuwi sa isang mainit na encounter kasama ang isang estranghero—na hindi niya alam, ay ang bagong CEO ng Salvatore Holdings, kung saan siya nagtatrabaho bilang architect. Kinabukasan, halos himatayin siya sa gulat nang makaharap ang lalaki sa opisina—ang cold and ruthless CEO na ngayon ay boss niya. Pero hindi siya pinansin. Parang hindi siya kilala. Parang walang nangyari. Pagbalik niya sa ospital kung saan naka-confine ang ina niyang may sakit sa puso, dumating ang mas masakit na balita—wala na ito. Cardiac arrest. Gumuho ang mundo ni Kira. Wala na ang ina niya. Nabaon siya sa utang. At nanganganib pa silang mapalayas sa inuupahan nila ng kapatid niya. Desperada siyang humingi ng cash advance sa HR, pero tinanggihan. Wala na siyang ibang malapitan kundi ang taong ayaw na ayaw sana niyang lapitan—si Anthony Salvatore. Pero sa halip na tulong o sermon, isang kontrata ang inabot nito. Pakakasalan daw niya si Anthony kapalit ng limang milyong piso at pagbabayad ng lahat ng utang nila. Sa harap ng mundo, asawa siya ng CEO. Pero sa loob ng mansion, parang boarder lang siya. Hanggang kailan niya kailangang tanggapin na papel lang ang ginagampanan niya sa buhay ng lalaking unti-unti niyang minamahal?

Westbridge Academy is not a schoo‌l for humans, It is where alphas a‌re t‍r⁠aine⁠d, blo‍od‍line‌s ar‌e sharp⁠ened, and monsters learn to rule. Isla V⁠ale knows this⁠ better than anyo⁠ne but she disgu‌ised as “Eli,” a quiet scholarship boy e‌nrolled in an elite advance‍d‍ science program, Isla hides among werewolves, shifters, and oth⁠er supernatu‌ral elite‌s, m⁠asking her scen⁠t, her body, a⁠n‍d her fear every single day. Living in the dorm make things worse and one mi⁠stake could mean exposure. One‍ slip could mean death but West‍bridge is ruled by ins⁠tin‌cts no one ca‌n‌ fully control. Kiera‌n Blackthorne the academy’s golde‍n alph‍a heir i‍s everything Isla‍ should⁠ avoid dominant, teasing, danger‌ousl⁠y perceptive⁠. From‌ the⁠ momen‍t they meet, his atte‌nti‌on lingers too long, his ins⁠t‌i‌ncts pulling him toward someone he shouldn’t want. Then there is Fin‌n Ashcroft, a calm a‍nd observant b‍eta with a reputati⁠on on the⁠ b‌ask⁠etball co⁠urt, notices what ot‌hers miss. He becomes Isla’s anchor, h‍er protect‍or and possibly the first to s‍uspect that “Eli” is hiding m‍ore t⁠han j‍ust secrets‌. As ri⁠valries‍ ign⁠it⁠e, rumors spread, and wol⁠f instincts sharpen, Isla is pulled in‍to a vola‍tile triangle of attra‌ction, j‍ealo‌usy, and dange‌r. Every⁠ close call brings her nea⁠re⁠r to discovery and every heart⁠beat risks awakening i‌nstinct‍s that cou‌ld expose her human⁠ity.‌ Whe⁠n the truth finally comes out t‍o the worst⁠ p‌o‌ssible people Westbridge erupts. Because humans were n‍ever meant to l⁠ive among w‍olves an‌d wolves do not for⁠give deception eas‍ily.

Leon Vincent, the shark of Warren Street, is the one who raised me. Twelve years ago, a fire tore through the orphanage and took everything from me. He was the one who pulled me out of the flames and gave me a second chance at life. To repay him, we make a weird deal—a 99-debt contract. I have to either obey him or be abandoned 99 times. After that, the debt will be cleared. Every time he goes on a date with some high-society socialite, he'll toss another insanely expensive piece of jewelry into my safe. In just two short years after turning 18, I've accumulated 96 diamonds in my safe, each one marking the 96 times he's cast me aside. One day, his fiancee, Elena Harrington, sends me a provocative email. "Dearest Isabelle, Leon and I are finalizing the wedding invitations. Do you think velvet with gold foil or matte leather would be more elegant? The ceremony's early next month. Can't wait to see you there! Love, Elena." Right after that, Leon calls, asking me to pack his bags for the summit in Parienne tomorrow. I simply send the wedding gift I've prepared in advance—a seven-figure emerald necklace—straight to his darling Elena without any words. That night, Leon returns to the apartment and finds out what I've done. He praises me for being considerate. Late into the night, he pulls me into his arms with rare tenderness. Nothing is left between us; no clothes, no holding back. He whispers that he wants to give me a special kind of reward, one that only I can carry. Somehow, Elena discovers my pregnancy. She stands on the balcony of Vincent Estate, screaming like her life depends on it. "Leon, I'm begging you! Don't let her have that baby! If you do, I'll jump!" The cold and proud Leon begs me, for the first time, to get rid of the baby. Everyone at the party awaits my breakdown, but I just smile softly and nod. "Alright. I will." He whispers in my ear, "Our marriage is just a business arrangement. I don't even like her. Once we're divorced, I'll give you another baby." What he fails to realize is that it was never in my plans to keep this one. There are only three more times left before I pay off this life debt from when he pulled me out of that fire all those years ago. After the 99th time, I board a ship bound for Azara to join a medical research mission. From that moment on, my life will be mine alone to live for.