Roy Mustang Death

My boyfriend cheated on me with my secretary! Gusto kong makalimot. Gusto kong mawala ang sakit. Kaya nagpakalasing ako. Tama lang naman iyong ginawa ko hindi ba? Pero ang hindi tama ay nagising ako sa kama na ang katabi ay ang uncle ng ex-boyfriend ko!

She was dead, Rohan managed to escape on the night of the engagement barely alive and become Indian number one biggest Thief, targeting all the whole Royal families in India and taking his revenge using his cover as a doctor. Killing them exactly the way they killed his Aishwarya. An unexpected twist made him meet a girl who reminded him a lot about his dead Aishwarya even though she doesn't look one bit like his dead Princess. Unknown to Rohan, the girl he met was sent to kill him.

When supernatural revealed themselves, the world spun out of control. Constant wars have nearly ended every species but werewolves and vampires. Lily is the last of her kind. Every member of her family, and every one of her friends are gone. Being the most wanted, and only, Fae, all she wanted was to lie low and somehow get through life. But of course, fate had other plans. First, by giving her the most inconvenient mate of all time-a cocky, royal werewolf. Second, by discovering she might not actually be the last of her kind.

When certified straight fuckboy Valentine kissed the closeted Dominic, he began craving for more.Confused feelings will force Valentine to pursue Dominic. Little did he know, Dominic was on his mission to destroy him.How to Destroy a Fuckboy1. Steal his attention.2. Make him kiss you.3. Make him want moooooore.4. Surprise him.5. Make him ask you on a date.6. Make sure that your first date will be memorable.7. Seduce him and leave him hanging.8. Make him introduce you to his parents. 9. Make him ask you to be his boyfriend.10. Destroy him.Note: Don't ever fall in love with him.

The most powerful Godfather in the mafia underworld—Dante Costello—had an expensive diamond signet ring custom-made to fit my finger perfectly and sent straight to our home. He said that whoever could wear the ring would become the lady of his family. The Monroe family had long since fallen from grace. All that remained were four women. On ordinary days, we fought endlessly, tearing each other apart. Every single one of us wanted to marry Dante because marrying him meant preserving a life of dignity and comfort. In the first life, the fake heiress, Blair, secretly had the ring resized smaller and married into the family. Dante took one look at her, then had her thrown into the river to drown. “Not her.” In the second life, my cousin, Chloe, underwent plastic surgery to alter her fingers and force the ring on. Dante gifted her a staged car accident. “Still not her.” In the third life, my stepmother, Catherine, clenched her teeth and forced the ring onto her finger. Her blood hadn’t even dried when she married Dante. He coldly slashed her face, then locked her in the basement, where she slowly wasted away until death. By the fourth life, all three of them were terrified. None of them dared to marry him anymore, so they hurriedly pushed me forward instead. I put on the ring. This time, the size was perfect. Just when I thought my good days had finally begun, Dante stabbed me to death on our wedding night, his eyes burning red with madness. After my rebirth, the consigliere of the Dante family delivered the ring once again. This time, all four of us avoided it like the plague.

All her life, Aria Hale has been the unwanted wolf of the Bloodfang Pack—mocked, trampled, and finally rejected by her mate, Alpha Darius Blackwood. Cast aside and humiliated, she believed her destiny was nothing but pain. Until she crossed paths with him… the feared and cursed ruler of all Lycans, King Raiden Nightbane. Arrogant, dangerous, untouchable—yet from the first moment, his piercing gaze told her one thing she could never believe: she was his mate. Bound to a king who cannot touch without bringing death, Aria is pulled into a world of power, secrets, and a curse that could shatter them both. But when Darius realizes the “weak mate” he rejected is the lost heir of the Moonfire bloodline—and now bound to the Lycan King—he will do anything to claim her back. Too late. The throne, the curse, and her heart already belong to another

Miguel had always known that he was destined to be the next Alpha of his pack. As he grew older, he trained hard and honed his skills, preparing for the day when he would take over from his father. But when he met his mate, he was thrown off course. She was human, and he knew that he could not be with her, even though he felt a strong pull towards her. He rejected her, breaking both of their hearts. A month later, they met again, and Miguel discovered that his mate was not just any human, but a direct descendant of the werewolf royalties.

Nawal, an ordinary girl with ordinary life, who have zero expectations in this life. To Nawal, her life is perfect, until an in counter with a handsome "jerk" in the bakery, where she went to pick up a cake for Mami's mysterious Fahad.Fahad the mysterious, charismatic Prince. Who left Nigeria 15years ago for an unknown reason. Now he is back, but is he ready to face the greatest challenge of his life?.

"This is exactly why I brought you here,” Andrei growls as he closes the distance between us at that very moment. Before I could process how he had gotten here or his words, he slammed me against the wall with his body pressing in on me as he crashed his lips against mine with a terrifying force. He bites my lips harshly, causing me to yelp, and he uses that opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth, giving me a taste of heaven. My wolf hummed in happiness as it threatened to leap out the moment Andrei’s hands moved over my body, starting from my collarbone to my breast and even further down. As much as I hated him, I loved every feeling and thing he was doing to me, and I pressed my body against his, mindlessly lost in the moment, and the only thing that existed right now was him and his hands that were trailing even lower until I could feel his warm palm on my stomach. I moaned as I returned the kiss, raising my flaying hands to get some support. The sound was like a switch to Andrei as his body froze over, and he broke the kiss immediately. "That. Is exactly why I'm keeping you." He said with a low throaty chuckle as he stepped away from me, his eyes burning with a fierce light. Andrei was not just one of my Masters. He is the Devil.

Isaac held her hand with the depleting energy in him, his body shaking as he felt the steady stream of crimson fluid pumping out of his heart and flowing down his skin, staining his vest. She tried to pull the scissors out again, but he held on tighter, squeezing his face at the searing pain. "Love," He mumbled, looking into her cold eyes. Natalie pulled at the scissors, but he held on with every little energy he had in him, shaking his head in plea that she'd stop. She didn't, and his tenacity made her twist the tool, and he let out a painful groan, a hot drop of tear escaping his eyes. ... As he laid there with four bleeding puncture wounds in his body, his bloodshot eyes fell on her unconscious body, and more painful tears trickled down his face. He had failed. He had failed his wife and son. *** Natalie Cabel's life changes from bitter to bittersweet after a one-night stand with Isaac Bardekk, heir apparent to the throne of Bardaen. His love was contagious and bewitching, and she found herself helplessly wanting him in her forever. But a lady without roots could never be a crown princess of such a powerful kingdom, especially not one who lived a promiscuous life. Isaac, however, was not ready to give up as he promised her a new identity, prestige, and immunity in return for her being a faithful wife. For how long, though, and to what extent can she remain immune to hate and adversity from the queen consort? The queen mother? Her father-in-law, the king? And the subjects? If so, can she really uphold her faithfulness and be free from her husband's hate? Even when Vincent, Isaac's stepbrother, targets that?