Rwby Fanfiction Watching Jaune Multiverse

On the day of her wedding, she ended up in the hands of a man she had no idea who could be. Instead of being welcomed, she was despised by her parents and replaced by her twin sister, who took her place. Defeated and pregnant by a man she couldn’t remember — a man she wanted only to hate and forget, even without knowing who he was — all she had left was the silent promise to protect the children she carried and run away to survive. But the destiny she tried so hard to escape had never stopped watching her. Because inside her grew three lives marked by the moon and by blood — the children of the Supreme Alpha, the most feared and powerful among all wolves, the very one who should have claimed her as his mate. Among hidden kingdoms, broken pacts, and memories buried by time, she will discover that the love that destroyed her may also be the one to bring her back to life.

I married a stranger to save my future. I didn’t know he’d already claimed my body, my secrets… and my past. Nova Camille Lawson signs a one-year marriage contract with a man she’s never met—cold, binding, and laced with desperation. It’s supposed to be business. No intimacy. No questions. Damian Drăghici doesn’t follow rules. He writes them. Tall, ruthless, and obscenely wealthy, Damian is a man of control and obsession. He knows Nova’s every curve, every sigh, every soft moan she’s ever made alone in her room… because he’s been watching her for years. Now, she’s in his mansion. His bed. His world. And the lines between protection and possession blur fast. As desire turns dangerous, Nova realizes she may not be surviving this marriage. She may be surrendering to it.

Elliot Sinclair has it all—money, power, a picture-perfect fiancée, and the eyes of the world watching his every move. But behind closed doors, his life is anything but perfect. Because Elliot is in love. With Jonah Hartfield. A man. Jonah is everything Elliot shouldn't want—fierce, reckless, possessive. Their affair is a powder keg of passion and danger, one kiss away from destruction. The world can't know. His family can't know. And Clara, the woman he’s supposed to marry for the cameras, definitely can’t know. But Jonah is done playing games. He doesn’t care about appearances. He doesn’t care about the cameras. He just wants Elliot. Completely. And he’s not interested in sharing. When jealousy boils over and secrets get harder to hide, Elliot is forced to choose: keep pretending for the world—or burn it all down for the man he can’t live without.

“What's a beautiful girl like you doing on the roadside at this late hour of the night?” Justin asked, his eyes watching Olima's face intently as she ran away from him and fell to the ground. "Come with me. I won't hurt you," he promised, extending his right hand to her. Olima hesitated, before accepting Justin's hand and standing up from the ground. Will she trust him? Will he protect her and not take advantage of her? *** Olima Adams was a 17-year-old girl and lost her parents. However, her wicked stepmother sent her away. Olima ran into Justin Robert, and he took her home to his parents' house. Will Justin's mother accept Olima as her son's wife? What if she wanted her best friend's daughter as her daughter-in-law? Will Olima be able to over her evil stepmother and Justin's family? Find out what happened to her.

Werewolves do not exist. The mating bond is all a figment of fiction, they do not exist. That was what Darya thought too. But she is in for a lot of surprises. ***** Watching her father get killed was something Darya never thought that she would get over, not until a very long time. Well a few months later, her step mother sells her off the mafia Don who jhad her father killed - and that was when her life as she knew it started falling apart. As if being bought was not enough, the Mafia proposes to Darya that she becomes his fake bride for a year and seeing this as an opportunity to avenge her father, she agrees. But what if her father was not who she thought he was? What if the man she hated wasnt responsible for his death? What if she starts discovering deeper secrets like oh - the man is a werewolf? But worse, what if shse starts falling in love with the man she had vowed to hate?

On the day I was in heat, my childhood sweetheart stood me up. He only sent me a voice message, which said, “Willow, what do you mean you’re in heat? You’re just desperate for a man. Have some self-respect. Stop calling me!” Just as my fever spiked, pushing me to the edge of delirium, spectators watching my story flooded my vision with comments. [Sweetie, there are plenty of fish in the sea! Don’t be sad!] [Honey, look who’s walking in front of you. It’s Douglas Simus, the university heartthrob. He has the whole V-line and abs package, and he’s still a pure virgin boy!] Who? A V-line and abs? He should probably be able to satisfy me then. I struggled to open my eyes and saw a handsome man appear. Not bad. He smelled clean. I stopped him. “Do you want to hook up with me?”

When my mother-in-law has a heart attack, my husband, who's a heart surgeon, is busy preparing food for his first love's cat. I call him and urge him to return to save my mother-in-law. He says icily, "What is wrong with you, Esther? How dare you curse my mother just to make me head home!" After that, he hangs up. My mother-in-law dies in surgery, yet he's busy watching a concert with his first love. When he returns the following day to see me holding an urn, he's so angry that he throws the bag he's holding at me. "Look at how Lexie was considerate enough to buy clothes for my mother. All you know how to do is get Mom to pull these dumb acts with you!" I sneer. His mother is already dead—what use are those clothes?

The richest woman in all of Jezelworth, Abby Davidson, was determined to marry my brother, Wallace Bourn. Everyone called Abby the "Black Widow", a cold-hearted woman who would do anything to get what she wanted. Anyone who married her was doomed to meet a tragic end. Wallace turned pale with fear, but I pulled him aside and said quietly, "I'll marry her in your place. But you have to stay in the countryside and guard my father's safe under his grave for three years. You can't open it before then." He thought the safe held a massive fortune. Grinning like a fool, he agreed without hesitation. Watching his greedy face, I couldn't help but laugh coldly inside. He'd better be ready for this. I couldn't wait to see if he could manage the "surprise" he'd find inside!

“Three wives. Three funerals. And now… I’m his fourth bride.” Everyone says Dominic Sterling is cursed. His first three wives died mysteriously, one after the other. I never planned to be his next bride, but with my family drowning in debt, I had no choice. Now I’m trapped in his mansion, surrounded by secrets I don’t understand. The halls feel haunted by the women who came before me, the staff watch me too closely, and Dominic himself… he’s a man I can’t figure out. Cold one moment, protective the next. And just when my heart starts betraying me, falling for him, I realize the past isn’t as buried as I thought. Someone is watching me. Someone wants me gone. If I don’t uncover the truth soon, I’ll become the next Sterling bride to meet her funeral.

Before the wedding, my fiancé disappeared while camping with friends. I searched for him for an entire month, nearly losing my mind. But on Valentine's Day, a week before our wedding, I saw him at a romantic restaurant, hugging and kissing his childhood sweetheart. Jayden Corrick held the woman in his arms and said softly, "If this goes on, I don't even want to go back and marry Leah." Sophie Muller asked if he regretted disappearing—if he truly didn't plan on going back. He hesitated for a moment. "No regrets. Let's stay one more week. Our parents will cover for us anyway. When she's completely driven mad with worry, I'll show up again." I stood hidden among the crowd, watching their closeness, and gave a bitter smile. The next moment, I called home. "Don't bother looking for Jayden anymore. I'm never marrying him."