Rwby Summer Rose

A girl with a mysterious background came into a famous school. Without knowing she was the daughter of a famous doctor and a famous lawyer. She has all that everyone was dreaming of. Money, riches, jewelry, and everything. But, behind that her life cycled by a terrible mistake. Her family has been many so enemies. That makes her life more difficult than she imagines. What if she meet this guy in school who always caught a fight with her? They were enemies in the first place. But what if they find their comfort zone in each other? Will they became enemies into lovers?

On New Year's Eve, my husband, Max Davis, took me to a private dinner hosted by a big industry player. We had barely made our way around the room when a strange woman suddenly shoved me into the pool. When I insisted on checking the surveillance footage and calling the police, Max firmly held me back. He warned me to "remember my place" and not embarrass him in front of everyone. In the brief time I changed into another gown, I returned to find that same woman perched on my husband's lap, her red lipstick leaving traces on his collar. "Max, you're right! That nasty scar on her stomach really does look like a centipede. It's so hideous!" She giggled with mock innocence, adding, "It's been so fun messing with your wife. Next time, can I slap her when no one's looking?" Meanwhile, Max gazed at her like she was the only woman in the world, gently tracing his finger over her nose. "Of course, you can," he replied, eyes still locked on hers. "I'll even tie her hands behind her back for you."

Siguro nga ay na kay Amber Villacosta na ang lahat— maganda, mayaman at hinahangaan ng marami pero nagtatago ang lungkot sa kanyang pagkatao. Isang araw, nakidnap siya. Pero paano na lamang kung ang kalungkutan na iyon ay ang abductor niya pala ang papawi?Fall in love with the sweetest abductor in Town— Raiden Sta. Ana.

Seminggu sebelum hari bahagianya, Latisha justru dihadapkan pada pengkhianatan paling menyakitkan, calon suaminya berselingkuh dengan sahabatnya sendiri. Segala persiapan pernikahan yang telah disusun dengan rapi mendadak berubah menjadi kekacauan. Undangan sudah tersebar, gedung telah dipesan, dan ibunya sama sekali menolak mendengar kata "batal"—karena semua sudah siap, seratus persen tanpa celah. Saat Latisha berada di ambang putus asa, tawaran tak terduga datang dari pria yang tak pernah ia bayangkan "Menikahlah dengan saya." Sagara—atasan yang dikenal dingin, logis, dan nyaris tak tersentuh. Bukan cinta yang ia tawarkan, melainkan sebuah kesepakatan. Pernikahan tanpa rasa, sekadar untuk menyelamatkan reputasi dan menghindari tekanan keluarga. Namun, akankah sebuah pernikahan yang dimulai tanpa cinta bisa bertahan? Atau justru, perasaan itu akan tumbuh... di antara kebisuan dan kebersamaan yang tak direncanakan?

After failing the mission, the System gave me one final chance, and to succeed, I had to give birth to a child. The System promised that if the baby were born safely, it would reveal the truth to my target and give me one last glimmer of hope. However, six months into my pregnancy, just when things seemed stable, I was dragged onto an operating table in the middle of the night by my husband and family. My husband stopped the anesthesiologist from giving me any pain relief. “Let her feel the pain,” he said coldly. “We need to keep the kidneys as fresh as possible.” My parents instructed the doctor to draw my blood. “She’s the same blood type as our precious girl. Let’s take some for backup.” Even my childhood friend, the boy who had always been by my side, was the one to slice open my abdomen.  They wanted my kidneys to save my sister, who was dying from kidney failure. No one believed I was pregnant. No matter how much I begged, they went ahead with the operation, tearing me open. The baby couldn’t survive, and I died on that operating table. However, as my soul began to fade away, something strange happened. Those who had murdered me—my husband, my parents, my so-called friend—they all lost their minds.

On Christmas Eve, my six-year-old, Yule, was dying from cancer, and all he wanted was a gift from his dad dressed as Santa. I called Peter, my husband, begging him to come. His reply? "Can you stop blowing up my phone? I don't have time for this! I'm helping Tracey find Puffy. Do you know how upset she is?" Oh, Tracey. His first love. And Puffy? Her dog. I told him Yule might not make it through the night. His response? A straight-up dagger: "Don't act like this isn't your fault, Freya. If Yule hadn't kicked Puffy, none of this would've happened. Tomorrow, make sure he apologizes to Tracey." Then he hung up. That night, I sat with Yule, crying as I helped him celebrate his last Christmas. By morning, Peter's social medias were still full of posts about that freaking dog. Mine? Yule's obituary. Ten years of marriage, gone.

"I am cursed, I am unwanted, I am failure. Then why are you still waiting for me to accept you?" I yell while tears fall out of my eyes. "You are not any of these. Do you hear me?" He says cupping my face in his hands. "Then what am I?" I ask in a broken tone. "You are the Luna Queen and it's high time to show the world what you're cable of doing." He replies determinedly looking at me with eyes full of love and...pride? Erica Thompson is the Queen of the werewolves, making her superior after the Alpha King. She used to be a great warrior but after the sudden deatg of the Alpha King during their Coronation Ceremony, she has become numb to everything around her. Not only that, she's being called 'cursed' after that incident by the Royals as well as other werewolves. However, the sudden entry of the mysterious Alpha of the Forbidden Rogue Pack is going to change her life more than she can think of.

She was a innocent kind girl who believe anyone easily. While he was a domineering ruthless and most eligible bachelor of the city. What will be the reason to tie them in a beautiful tie called love? Let's see in the story..

When life gives you lemon, make lemonade, but what do you do when lemonade is served instead of lemons? I think I'm in deep shit and I don't know how to get out. I was sold to a Mafia underboss, not technically, but he claimed me, a ruthless one at that. I know it's crazy but I'll escape no matter what, I will break these shackles and fly freely like a bird, and if that meant spilling blood, then I am so ready.

I kept on running with Kay as we manoeuvred our way through the messy crowd. Kay pulled me through and we finally got out of the club. We couldn't take the main entrance because Yoshim's men were there. We were running through the dark alley, panting and gasping for air. Relief washed over me when I realised that I finally left that hell hole. We kept on running when I heard a gunshot. I immediately halted and felt a warm liquid trickling down my arm. I looked around and saw no wound, I glanced at Kay and my eyes widened. I immediately brought my hand to my mouth trying to suppress the scream that wanted to come out. Kay held his arm as he bled profusely, he groaned in pain and fell on his knees. “Oh my God, Kay are you alright? Ugh, what am I going to do.” I said while hyperventilating. I heard footsteps and looked up only to be met by those same devilish eyes. He wore a grin on his face. And to his left was Gail who clung to him like a barnacle. How did he even know I escaped? “Haha, I overheard your little conversation with the guard, so I told Yoshim.” She smiled while talking. “Gail, what the is wrong with you?” I said with anger and tears in my eyes. She shrugged her shoulders and her mouth curved into a smile. I pressed my hand on Kay's wound to stop the bleeding, he groaned in pain and I couldn't stop my tears. “I should've gotten rid of you a long time ago.” Yoshim said while pointing a gun to my head. I closed my eyes and waited for him to pull the trigger.