Pokémon Shattered Light

Erin is a sweetest but an ideal husband to his wife but she turns out as a cheater and breaks Erin's heart into pieces. he seeks a help from a young Lawyer who finalizes Erin's feud with his wife. but Erin falls in love with him, will he confess his love to a guy?

The temperature starts to drop once we reach the top of the mountain. My two childhood friends, who swore to protect me with their lives, don't even spare me a glance. One is hastily wrapping all his clothes around Lisette Locke, while the other is warming her with his body. I'm so cold that my heart condition acts up; I beg them to save me. However, they're infuriated by this. "How can you still be trying to get our attention at a time like this, Cecilia? Run around for a while if you're cold!" "We'll buy you that white down jacket you wanted when we get back, but you can't take it from Lise now!" The rescue team arrives, and I barely make it out alive. I'm hospitalized for a week, but neither of them come to visit me. I see from my social media that they're busy celebrating Lisette's birthday. We've been friends for over a decade, yet I mean nothing when compared to the driver's daughter. I call my father and say, "Dad, "I'm willing to marry into the Jorgensen family!"

Miyuki Sakurai is a seemingly ordinary girl, coming from a poor family, and to earn money for college, she works in a bar. But no one knows that Miyuki is also a witch who, however, is terribly afraid of the dark. One day suddenly changes her monotonous life, as Miyuki meets two handsome men: Kai Ichatashiko, a psychologist who seems to understand her better than the others; and Aoi Takashima, an eccentric and independent musician to whom she is strangely drawn by his dark aura. Which of them will win the heart of the fearful witch? And what is the secret that connects these two men?

This story revolves around an imaginary world of a few kingdoms. Namely, Red Kingdom, Golden Haven, White Winters Land, The Great Myrtle Mountains, and Silver Heights. An ongoing war between Golden Haven and the barbaric beings threaten the balance of the supernatural world ~~~ Present Eve, a human is forcefully taken from her family to serve the Royal Pure Bloods. When Eve is taken, she is assigned to be a servant to the Dark Prince. Trapped cleaning the gloomy room most of the time, she finds comfort in the white roses placed in a small vase. The Dark Prince never wanted a personal servant but one look at the red head with bluish-green eyes forces him to give it a chance. His admiration slowly turns into obsession as he has never known what it feels like to fall for anyone. He begins to give into his possessive side and alienates Eve from her friends and family who are also taken during her time in the castle. Consumed by loneliness, Eve grows closer to the white roses. Soon after she learns more about herself and the truth behind those white blossoms of hers. Eve faces many challenges and hardships in the castle as a servant but she does not realize that there is much more to her than meets the eye. Eve has a much bigger destiny. So does the people around her. Follow them as they uncover the truth about themselves as the enemy becomes stronger on the other side of the world.

“Are you trying to punish me? I…I don't know how many times I can apologize even if it wasn't my fault that I almost—” “I never asked you to. You do whatever you want, Niya, and I really don't care. Neither should you bother with what I do.” “You're hurt. You're hurt, Alex, and you're acting out. Don't worry we could talk this through. This isn't you.” I try to reach him again but he shoots me a deadly glare that pierces through my skin like a dagger. “Sure it is. You've just never seen me like this. You don't know what I look like when I'm not in love with you,” his brows grow together. “Now we’ve had enough of your drama. You'll find the papers and enjoy the party or use the fucking door.” He pulls away and my eyes cloud again. My ears and heart find it hard to process what is actually going on. The looks on their faces tell me it is awfully too late—I have already lost everything. “Niya, careful now,” my grandmother slowly tugs at my arm as if that will somehow make everything better. “We have guests. Don’t cause a scene.” A scene? I have literally just seen a whole movie, ma. ************* My name is Niya Kendrick. I’m 25, an author who once believed she had the perfect life. But how quickly can everything I love be stripped away in the blink of an eye? Or worse, what if the life, the family I’ve cherished has always been a blatant lie, a mere fragment of the truth? Now, I’m awake, and reality is far harsher than any dream.

"Anak ko ang nakasalalay dito, Jessa, kaya hindi mo kami masisisi kung gumawa man kami ng bagay na kahit alam naming makakasakit para lang madugtungan ang buhay ni Clyde." Mapait siyang ngumiti. Tinignan niya si Xyrius na nakatingin sa kanya sari-saring emosyon ang nagsasalimbayan sa mga mata nito. Iniiwas niya ang tingin dito at bumaling kay Giselle. "Gusto kitang saktan, kung puwede nga lang patayin kita ngayon." Dumaan ang gulat ang takot sa mga mata ni Giselle. "Pero hindi ko gagawin dahil baka mamaya buntis ka na pala. Baka nakabuo na pala kayo ng asawa ko. Sayang yung sakit na nararamdaman ko kung mawawala lang yung batang magdudugtong sa buhay ni Clyde." Pinunasan niya ang luha niya gamit ang manggas ng damit niya. Saka tumayo ng tuwid. Naglakad siya at ng na sa tapat na siya ni Giselle huminto siya. Hinubad niya ang wedding ring niya at iniabot ang kamay nito saka inilagay roon ang wedding ring niya. "Tutal makapal naman ang mukha mo 'wag ka nang mahiya. Sa iyo na rin itong wedding ring ko. Sayong-sayo na si Xyrius..." aniya dito na ikinagulat nito. Saka niya ito nilagpasan at tinungo ang pinto pero hinabol siya ni Xyrius at pinigilan. Malamig ang mga matang nilingon niya ito. "I'm sorry..." umiiyak na anito. "Ayokong mawala si Clyde pero mas ayokong mawala ka sa buhay ko..." humahagulgol na anito. Hindi niya rin napigilan ang pagpatak ng luha niya. "Isa lang puwede mong piliin at pinili mo siya, X. Anong laban ko ro'n e, anak mo 'yon. Dugo at laman mo 'yon..." Marahan niyang tinanggal ang kamay nito sa braso niya. "Hanggang dito na lang ako... hindi ko na kayang magpatuloy na kasama ka. Goodbye, love... be a good father." Tinapik niya ang balikat nito at tumalikod na siya.

Just as the calm of the sea before a vicious storm, the Dark Yozas have started attacking again after a century of peace in the City of Light, this time however, discreetly. Achilles Franco is a junior college students that belongs in a clan that has been blessed with the ability of True Sight. With his help, the Light Yozas will distinguish the enemies and try to restore the peace once again.

She's still ten years old when a tragedy comes to her life. Hindi alam ni Sheiha kung ano ang gagawin. She was with her cousin that time when that scene happen. Nanginginig sa takot ang batang katawan, kumakalabog ang pusong hindi magkamayaw sa pagtibok dahil sa nasaksihan. After ten years of preparing herself to make a revenge, she accidentally met a person who will make her belief upside down. She wanted revenge but he... he open the door so Sheiha can see the light of that dark room she's in. Should she chase the light to be with the man she love? Or stay in that dark room to continue her revenge even if it cause her life? "Don't stay on that dark past, please chase the light I've give you. Chase it and you'll find peace." "What if... what if I don't? Paano kung hindi ko magawang maging kampante, maging payapa hanggat hindi ko nagagawa ang bagay na matagal ko ng gustong makamit? Would you stay in that dark room with me? Serves as my light to see the path I'm taking?"

Christina McQuinn, a 16-year-old witch, and her mother, once again change residence out of fear of being exposed to mortals, this time ending up in Italy. Christina is dissatisfied and fed up with constantly moving, but knowing her mother, she has to come to terms with this decision. However, the young witch does not know yet how much her life will change in this country - especially when Christina meets the mysterious Oliver.

At a dinner party, my genius painter of a husband, Henry Shepherd, used his hands, hands insured for millions, to shell crabs for his young assistant, Tamara Lee. This was all to coax her into eating a few bites when she claimed she had no appetite. Meanwhile, I drank myself into a bloody mess, trying to secure investments for him. When I asked him to hand me some antacids, he refused without even looking up. “These hands are for painting. Use your own.” For ten years, he couldn’t even be bothered to change the way he treated me. That night, as I sobered up in the cold wind, I asked my lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. "Henry, in this vast, chaotic world, our paths end here," I said inwardly