Red Right Hand Peaky Blinders

Then, I feel it. That cold current in the atmosphere that screams all too loudly of one name. The name I dreaded the most in the whole world and beyond. Lycan king Duncan Smith, my ex-husband! Our shock mirrors each other as we lock gazes but mine is worse. “Ma’am, here’s the man that found your son. Alpha Duncan!” ***** In one single day, Lyra's marriage is turned upside down, as her husband, the Lycan king, brings in a pregnant woman who is none other than the woman who tormented her endlessly in her previous pack. But that is just the beginning. Lyra soon finds out that her husband has never truly loved her. He was only trying to use her for his selfish purpose, and to top it all, she gets framed for treason and thrown out of the pack. Determined to make a name for herself and pay back those who betrayed her in their own coins, she goes back into her old pack. Five years later, she's now the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack and what more can she ask for when she has the most protective and supportive beta by her side who plays "daddy" roles to her five year old son. What happens when some unexpected spark begin to ignite between them? But things are always not predictable in life— Her ex-husband soon regrets his actions and comes back begging on his knees.

. No one argues with me. I sit there for a long time. Eventually, footsteps approach again. I do not look up. “Selene,” a voice says. I recognize it. I lift my head slowly. Dorian stands in the doorway. His suit is immaculate. His hair perfectly styled. He looks irritated. Not panicked. Not broken. Late. “You came,” I say. My voice sounds wrong. Hollow. He exhales sharply. “I came as soon as I could.” I look down at Rowen. Then back at Dorian. “You missed it,” I say calmly. He frowns. “Missed what?” I laugh. “Our son,” I say. “You missed our son.” His eyes shift to the bed. To the stillness. To the quiet. Something flickers across his face. Annoyance. Disbelief. Not grief. “Selene,” he says. “What are you talking about.” I stand up slowly, still holding Rowen. “He waited for you,” I say. “He asked for you.” Dorian rubs his temple. “This is not the time for dramatics.” I stare at him. “Say that again,” I say softly. He sighs. “We will arrange the healers again tomorrow. Right now, I have people waiting.” I feel something dangerous rise in my chest. “Tomorrow,” I repeat. “Hmm. Okay.” He steps close r. Looks at Rowen more carefully now. “Why is he not responding,” he asks. I meet his eyes. “Because he is dead,” I say. Dorian freezes. “What,” he says. I take a step toward him. “Say his name,” I tell him. He hesitates. “Rowen.” “Say it again,” I say. “Rowen,” he repeats, irritated now. I lift my chin. “He died asking if he was good enough for you,” I say. “So tell me, Alpha Nightfall.” My voice trembles for the first time. “Was he.”

The heart may be fragile but there are some things that one won't believe heart can withstand. Ema Standson, a very composed and strong lady, doesn get scared of anything that easily, except for one thing......'The Heart!'. With one incident, Ema's life took a turning point........How is Ema going to handle this incident? Read to find out...... Captured Heart! A story that captures the challenges of life and how our perception of Love and Relationships can make lives either an outer bliss or a complete tragedy!

Seumur hidup dia tak pernah berani bermimpi akan memiliki seseorang yang akan selalu ada di sampingnya. Bukan lagi rahasia jika orang-orang mengacuhkannya, bahkan menganggap kehadirannya di dunia ini tak lebih dari sekedar sampah. Ya, sampah yang hanya akan membuat orang mencebik dan memandang rendah karena dia tak memiliki paras yang elok.Berbeda dengan pemuda itu. Pemuda yang tampan, kaya dan sukses. Jenis manusia yang kehadirannya tak bisa diabaikan begitu saja. Tapi bagaimana jika dua insan manusia ini bertemu dan JATUH CINTA?Apa menurut kalian ini mungkin, atau ini hanya dongeng pengantar tidur untuk si muka jelek?

Ketika Susan terluka parah akibat ledakan kompor gas, hanya putranya yang berusia lima tahun yang berada di sisinya. Rohnya berdiri di samping Julian, melihatnya menangis sambil menelepon dan memohon agar Ginos bisa pulang untuk menyelamatkan ibunya. Namun, Ginos hanya memarahi dan menyuruhnya untuk jangan belajar berbohong seperti ibunya, lalu menutup telepon. Julian menyeka air matanya dan akhirnya memanggil ambulans, tetapi ambulans malah direnggut oleh Ginos. "Ayah, Ibu berdarah banyak dan sekarat. Bisakah Ayah tidak merebut ambulans?" "Dasar penipu, jangan ribut! Minggir, Wenny akan melahirkan, dia lebih butuh ambulans daripada Susan!" Ginos mendorong Julian yang menangis sedih, lalu pergi membawa Wenny ke dalam ambulans tanpa menoleh. "Ayah... Ayah! Tolong Ibu!" Julian menangis dan mengejar ambulans, tanpa memperhatikan truk yang melaju kencang. Susan meneriakkan nama putranya sekuat tenaga dan mencoba mendorongnya. Namun, dia tak bisa berbuat apa-apa selain menyaksikan Julian terjepit di bawah roda truk. Lautan darah. Susan hampir gila! Beberapa tahun ini, Ginos berulang kali meninggalkan mereka demi Wenny dan putrinya. Susan bertengkar dengannya, tetapi Ginos bilang dia hanya membalas budi ayah Wenny karena telah menyelamatkannya. Dia mengira Ginos memang nggak bisa bedain mana yang pantas dan nggak. Siapa sangka, Ginos bahkan tidak peduli dengan nyawa mereka! Dialah yang membunuh Julian... Susan mengembuskan napas terakhirnya dengan rasa sakit yang menyayat hati. Kalau ada kehidupan selanjutnya, Susan tidak ingin berhubungan dengan Ginos!

Seven years I spent with Jason Shaw, but I never got a ring. Rather, all I received was an invitation to another person's wedding. That day, as a wedding planner, I was at the rehearsal, making last-minute adjustments. Looking up, I saw the man whom I waited every day to reply to my messages, walking down the aisle, arm in arm with another bride. "Her boyfriend had something urgent come up, so I'm filling in for him," he said, standing straight, his tone light, a small smile on his lips. But his eyes couldn't hide the hurt, like a child who lost his favorite toy. As if that wasn't enough, he told me to hand over my wedding plan. He patted me on the shoulder, saying sincerely, "There's no rush for us. We've got plenty of time. I promise I'll give you an even better wedding. Just help me out this time. It's not like I'm not going to marry you." He didn't know that I had revised the wedding plan hundreds of times, even counted and recounted the bouquets seven times. To me, it wasn't mere work—it was a dream I held for five long years. I didn't argue anymore, just quietly stepped aside. Later, I lay alone in a hospital bed, listening to the rain tapping against the window from outside. I counted each drop as the hours slipped through my fingers. Perhaps those who worked so hard to create happiness for others had lost the right to their own happiness.

I lose a kidney after an accident, but my one-year-old son dies on the spot. The months after the accident are when I'm most depressed, but my CEO husband is by my side day and night as he cares for me. However, in the fifth year of our marriage, I overhear Yoel Lawson's conversation with a doctor. "It's bad enough that you deliberately orchestrated that accident to have Felicity's kidney transplanted in Rosa's body, but you even accidentally caused your child's death. Aren't you afraid Felicity will lose her mind when she finds out?" "We've lost our son, but we can always have another child. Rosie would've died without that kidney. I gave up my happiness to make it up to Felicity, didn't I? I'll make her conceive again this year—she'll be happier than anything else." Yoel's indifferent voice makes my head spin. I feel like I've been struck by lightning. It turns out he didn't spend all day at the hospital after my accident because of me—he was there to care for Rosa Shaw, his true love. I don't want to have another child with him. I don't even want him anymore.

The Moon has ruled the werewolves for centuries—granting power, choosing Alphas, crowning Lunas, and demanding obedience. Nyxara was never meant to exist. Born without a howl, without a lunar mark, and without the Moon’s blessing, she should have been weak. Instead, the Moon grows dim whenever she draws near. Rituals collapse. Alphas lose control. Wolves feel hunger where faith once lived. Hidden by the Moonscar Pack and condemned by ancient law, Nyxara is whispered about as a coming disaster—until Kaelion, a Moon-bound Alpha raised to serve prophecy, crosses her path. His authority falters in her presence. His bond to the Moon fractures. And for the first time in werewolf history, the Moon does not answer its chosen Alpha. As the night sky begins to darken and packs turn on one another, forbidden truths rise from buried myths: the Moon Goddess is dying, and Nyxara is not a curse sent to destroy them. She is the vessel meant to replace her. To survive, the werewolves must choose between clinging to a fading god… or kneeling before the woman who was born to end an age.

Three years back, a crash wrecked Rhea's hearing—and the future she'd built her life around. At her lowest point, Eddie stayed by her side like a hero, pulling her out of the shadows. But the second she got her hearing back and thought she could finally tell him... she heard the truth: he'd planned the whole thing. For his beloved. So she could win. Yeah, he was already engaged. To that girl. Rhea didn't cry. Didn't scream. Just picked up her phone. "Grandpa, I'm ready. I'm taking back the Cliburn name. And I'm entering the international piano competition as your heir."

Lucas De Leon, a famous photographer went hiatus and decided to go on vacation on a secluded place where he met Katie Fernandez, an orphan girl that he met on beach. As he captured her photo, she also captured his heart.