Pokémon Fanfiction Ash Starter Beldum

Serra is a normal senior high school student who works really hard every night and weekend to pay off her parents' debts from loan sharks. But when she couldn't keep up with payments anymore, she decided to end her life. Surprisingly, she woke up in a different light-- in another world. What's more shocking was when she is addressed by one of the people as the demon king's bride.

[MATURE CONTENTS, NO RAPE, VIOLENCE, DARK] She didn't realize she was slowly falling deeply for the handsome billionaire who always hid in the shadows, shrouded in darkness and mystery. Despite the blaring alarm in her head screaming 'danger alert,' she just had to trust him. But he wasn’t just a wealthy heartthrob; he was a bad boy with sinister intentions. He became her weapon for revenge, an addiction that transformed her into a villain. (EXTRACT) Eamon's gaze flicked to the name tag on her uniform, which read "Mia." He smirked, clearly aware of the deception. "Heather, do you think you can save your life from me in a hospital?" he teased. "Well, if... if you're a disease," Heather retorted, trying to regain some semblance of control. Eamon chuckled softly, a chilling sound. "Sure I am. A terminal one." "Anyway, Mr. Eamon, sorry for taking things the wrong way this morning. Perhaps you thought I was mocking your blindness by saying you changed my clothes," she said sincerely. "It's alright," Eamon replied, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I saw everything though." Heather blinked in confusion. "Huh? But... you're blind. How can you see everything like you claimed?" Eamon's smile widened, and he leaned in slightly. "Let me tell you a secret then, Ms Heather," he said, removing his dark lenses to reveal a set of emerald green eyes. "You have a fading tattoo 'A & H' on your left waist and a tiny black dotty mole underneath your right breast," Eamon said, his voice low and intimate. Heather: "...." Eamon's eyes bore into hers, a predatory glint in them. "You can't hide from me, Heather. Not in a hospital, not anywhere."

I opened my eyes to a sharp sting in my arm. Pushing up my sleeve, I froze. A dense line of jagged letters had been carved into the skin of my right forearm: [This house has monsters! Every time I'm killed, I'm thrown into a loop and lose all my memories. With each death, I mark my hand.] Beneath the warning, three crooked tally marks were etched deep into my arm.

Nathaniel Reid had always despised being bound by our engagement. To spite me, he recklessly raced cars and caused trouble, indulging in all sorts of reckless behavior. And every time, I cleaned up his mess. Then, a girl named Joanna Smith appeared in his life. On the night of my birthday banquet, he scoured the entire city for a simple breakfast wrap for her and never even bothered to show up. I had already prepared for this moment. That night, I approached my family and asked to change the engagement. "It didn’t have to be Nathaniel." I thought of the distant, composed man from my dreams—the one who had always hidden his quiet, unwavering love for me. A smile flickered across my lips as I said softly, "Didn’t he still have an uncle?"

My parents, the wealthiest couple in the country, were famous philanthropists. I had to ask them for permission if I wanted to spend more than five bucks. The day I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I asked them for 100 dollars, but instead of helping, they yelled at me for three hours. "What kind of disease could you get at your age? If you're going to ask for money, at least come up with a better excuse." "Do you know that 100 dollars could support children in poverty-stricken areas for a long time? Your sister is more sensible than you." I dragged my sick body for miles, back to the small basement I called home. But as I passed the mall, I saw my parents, live on a huge screen, spending a fortune to rent out Disneyland for my sister. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. A hundred dollars wouldn't even cover one round of chemotherapy. I just wanted to buy a new outfit and leave with some dignity.

She was in it, to escape a forced marriage. He was in it, because of her. Lana Lang, is the golden daughter of the Lang empire. Or so the world thought. She wanted nothing more than her parent's love and attention but all that was given to her little brother. Sometimes she'd wonder if she was t

Ariana, a young werewolf, who is despised by her family and pack, runs away from home after defending herself from a luna who tried to murder her. Wandering in the woods far from home, and far from her pack, she is founded by the Alpha of the demon wolves and here, her life transforms from a lonely powerless werewolf, to a powerful Demon Luna, but at a great cost. When their loves finally blossoms, obstacles are meant too strike. But in the Future, Ariana discovers that her mate was the killer of her family.

Ashley is a successful, brave, young lady, beta of the Collin's family and Luna to the alpha of Oakstone. She plays the role of a very competent leader to her pack and as a helper to her alpha. However, she was backstabbed, framed and killed by her close friend, Luciana who knew her weakpoint and was jealous of her. She met her untimely death but death was only the beginning for Ashley. She woke up, reborn in another girl's body and in a strange land. But whose body was she inhabiting? Would she be as strong as the old Ashley? What would Lance do when he finds his lost Luna?

Ibenta ni Cressia Montinola ang sarili sa halagang isang milyon sa isang hindi niya kilalang lalaki upang pambayad sa operasyon ng kanyang ama. Ngunit sa kasawiang-palad, hindi niya pa rin ito nailigtas sa kapahamakan. Nagbunga ang gabing iyon, at pinalaki niya ang bata nang mag-isa—walang karamay na ama. Sa muli nilang pagtatagpo, hindi siya nakilala ng lalaki. Nais niyang ilihim ang kanilang anak, ngunit mapagbiro ang tadhana. Ang squatter area kung saan siya naninirahan ay pagmamay-ari mismo ng lalaki. He is Damon Moretti, a Filipino-Italian billionaire, and a successful businessman.

After betrayal shatters her world, 17-year-old Julianne Ashwynd wants nothing more than to disappear. But when a glowing mark appears on her skin and powers she can’t control begin to stir, disappearing is no longer an option. Drawn to Blackthorn Academy—a school that shouldn’t exist—Julianne finds herself surrounded by Vampires, Werewolves, Incubi, Dragon-born… and somehow, Julianne fits right in. With her past cloaked in mystery and her magic dangerously unstable, Julianne must unravel the truth of who, and what, she is. But the four supernatural boys who orbit her each carry secrets of their own. One will betray her. One will protect her. One will awaken her magic. And one may claim her heart. But trusting the wrong monster boy could mean the end of everything.