Ralph From Wreck-it Ralph

Isla Hart was nobody, Beta's rejected mate - a struggling model with a shattered past and a lost wolf. One devastating fire would change everything. Liam Lockwood, the most powerful Alpha in New York, rescues Isla from certain death. With a single kiss, he turns her world upside down. Suddenly, she's offered her dream modeling contract, thrust into a dangerous supernatural world where she has no wolf, no power, and everything to prove. Betrayed once before, Isla must fight to survive. Her ex-beta wants her back. The pack doubts her worth as their Luna. She is considered weakling Luna - in contrast to her powerful Alpha mate Liam Lockwood. But Isla isn't just a victim anymore. Using her sharp mind and unbreakable spirit, she'll challenge everything—pack rules, vampire threats, and her own broken history. From being a Rejected Beta's mate to becoming the powerful Alpha's Luna Queen, Isla's journey is about to begin. She'll become more than anyone ever expected—a Supermodel Luna Queen rising from the ashes.

“I wanted you since the first time I saw you in that lingerie,” he said, his voice low and rough. “It’s been making me go crazy.” I should’ve been thinking clearly, figuring out if he suspected me. But I wasn’t. I was too busy pulling down his pajama pants, needing to feel more of him. He stood up just for a second to take them off, and then he was fully naked. He looked even hotter than I imagined—muscular but not bulky, with a line of dark hair going down to his hard length. He grabbed my panties and pulled them down my legs. Then he got on top of me again, his warm skin touching mine. He kissed me hard as he got between my legs.

" A love can be cured by another love, as a poison is often driven out by another poison." Vladimir, a pureblood has no interest in life after losing his loved ones in unclear circumstances. He no longer feeds and wants to join them. But his daily life is turned upside down when his servants bring him a special offering. A young woman with an empty gaze. Luxiana, an abandoned princess wants only one thing, to die no matter how. Her life has never been easy and prefers to renounce it. What would the meeting between these two broken souls with deep distress give? Can the bitter flavor of tears be replaced by the sweet bite of a soothing love? Will Vladimir and Luxiana be able to overcome the demons of the past, these obsessional and dark feelings that drive them, to be able to taste happiness? Or the regrets, sorrows, and pains of the past will get the better of them.

After being jailed because her husband, Jackson Watson, framed her, Fiona went back home to meet her son and her hated husband, only to find out that her best friend had taken her place of being the madam of their marital home. Worse, she discovered Jackson had forged her signature to steal her company, just like he had done to imprison her two years ago! Being served a divorce paper was just an icing on the cake. Betrayed, furious, and broken, she signed the divorce paper and swore to herself. “You took everything from me, Jackson. Now, watch me take back what’s mine.” At her lowest point of life, kicked off her marital home with just her son with her, she met Ethan Miller, a world-class lawyer who offered his help. But would a renowned lawyer take pity on a divorced woman without asking for anything back? What would happen when Fiona found out that Ethan wasn’t the man she thought him to be and that he had a motive to get close to her? Would it be like Jackson all over again? Leaving her heartbroken with nothing else? Would she follow in her dad’s footsteps and become the most influential CEO with just her son by her side? Or would she forgive him when he begged her back?

My once best friend posted a photo on her social media account on the tenth anniversary of my marriage. In the photo, her daughter and my son were wrapped in my husband's and her arms. The caption said, 'The perfect pair.' I commented, 'Perfect indeed.' Soon, the post was deleted. The next day, my husband rushed home and asked me, "Sophie is finally recovering. Why are you provoking her?" My son even pushed me and accused me, "It's all your fault for making Tammy cry." I took out the divorce papers and threw them in their faces. "Well, it's my fault, so I quit your perfect family of four."

It was our wedding anniversary when my husband's high school sweetheart posted a sonogram picture on her social media, with her captioning a public thank-you to my husband: [Thank you to the man who's been there for me for ten years, and for giving me a son.] The room spun, and anger surged through me as I quickly commented: [So, you're proud of being a homewrecker?] Almost immediately, my husband called, his voice full of rage. "How can you think such disgusting things? All I did was help her with IVF, fulfilling her dream of becoming a single mom. "And by the way, Ruby only needed one try to get pregnant, while you’ve been through three rounds with nothing. Your body is useless!" Just three days ago, he told me he was going abroad for business—ignoring my calls and messages the entire time. I thought he was just busy. However, it turned out he was with her, attending her prenatal checkup. Half an hour later, Ruby posted again, showing off a table full of delicious food. [I got tired of French food, so Ash made me all my favorite dishes. He’s the best!] I stared at the pregnancy test in my hand, the joy I had felt earlier now completely gone. After eight years of love and six years of swallowing my pride just to keep the marriage alive, I’m finally ready to let go.

My mother kept a red notebook recording all of my sister's favourite things. She had a blue notebook for me too. When my mother was hospitalized, I took leaves from work to take care of her. My sister had never shown up. However, my mother recorded in the blue notebook, '15th March, I am not well and am hospitalized. Celine owed me 450 dollars for food allowance. I knew that was not a notebook about my favourite things, but a notebook of all of my expenses. Behind the closed doors, Mother said to Father, "Celine is an evil person. She always likes to compete with her sister. We must take a chance to steal all her money and leave with Belle. Later when we are old, we will ask her to take care of us. I think we should just ask her to pay us back all the money we spent on her that I have recorded in this notebook. I was devastated at that moment.

Annabelle Vanessa Oliver has been in love with Adrien for as long as she can remember after he saved her at a party back in college. Five years after the incident and Annabelle is finally presented with an opportunity to be noticed by Adrien, marry him so he could claim his inheritance. Annabelle is excited and quickly agrees to a contract marriage with her long time crush against her parent's wish leading to her parent's cutting off all ties with her but Adrien is still pinned over his first love and wants to nothing to do with her. Unfortunately Annabelle’s marriage to Adrien wasn’t as she expected,he was anything but sweet.On their third marriage anniversary,Adrien comes home with divorce papers claiming she had cheated on him,now Annabelle is left divorced,pregnant and alone. Will Adrien come back for her or will love find her again?

Eve grew up in a small town. Having a difficult time she runs away trying to escape the ghosts of her past. Ghost don't stay away for long. After meeting a mysterious stranger and all around bad boy she falls back into her old patters. Eventually she's forced to face everything and everyone she ran away from...including her ex boyfriend.

The night my parents died, I was found amongst the ashes of our home. My eyes glowed red, and my hair had been altered to a flaming hue to match. My pack ostracised me, deeming me responsible for the death of my beloved parents. For years, I have been treated like a slave and was underfed, bullied, and abused. The son of the Alpha, Jordan, and my cousin Ruth were the worst offenders. Yet, I endured as I planned my escape. When I turn nineteen, I am out of here. Or so I thought. One night, out of the blue, Jordan kisses me, everything changes, and I find myself falling in love with the one who was my tormentor. So naive, so foolish, just when I think I will have a happy ending, reality slaps me in the face. The same night I find myself in the arms of my mate, Jordan, I find myself rejected for a nightmare of a betrayal I had no hope in preventing. As punishment, I was shunned in the worst possible way and turned rouge. As the cold seeps in, I dream of a white wolf—my white wolf. He has always appeared in my mind when I most needed him, his presence always comforting me. Is this the end of my story? I have lost hope and the will to live.