Sanemi Breathing Style

In her previous life, she refused to cater to the tyrant and was tortured by the tyrant on the observation deck, listening to the drums in full view of the public, humiliated to the extreme.After the defeat of her country, she watched her own brother, the crown prince of the Northern Rong, die at the hands of the rebels, and his bones were not left.Once reborn, since only power can change everything, then she will tempt the emperor, be a demon consort, stir up the pool of wind and rain, to take back the homeland.Day by day to tempt the king spring night tent, between the bed, breathing can be heard, her eyes brimming with water, with emotional light gasp: "Your Majesty, I love you ......"In response, the tyrant moved more intensely and tangled, she smiled, smiling brightly and charmingly ......There were countless intense affairs between them, so many that the suspicious tyrant made exceptions for her time and time again, only to abandon her like a piece of cake between weighing the pros and cons.She faked it and was reborn in a new life to have her heart broken by him again. So she retreats in full and disappears into the palace walls ......When I saw her again, she was about to get married to some wild man in the grassland.The tyrant yanked her wrist to death, red eyes and a trembling voice said, "Your husband, obviously, is me."

The evil queens are just princesses who were never saved. This was the quote that described Danika Williams, she was broken and destroyed, so much so that she decided to become the bitch everyone wanted her to be. Jake Carson, the perfect boy next door, the mama's boy and the man all mothers wanted their daughters to marry. He never imagined that he ever would be rough and authoritative with a woman, which was just not his style anymore. But with Danika Williams as his client, she is going to make him lose all his marbles. But with Danika being a spoilt bratty princess, he knew he needed to whip out the bad side which he seldom used but he would be lying if he says he doesn't miss it. Sometimes he thinks she purposely acts like a brat just to get a reaction out of him. Game on, Princess.

‘I always thought my wedding - should I ever have one - would be elegant and beautiful, filled with joy and laughter. And whilst this wedding was elegant, it wasn't really mine.’ ~ Dante Rizzo made a big mistake, leading to his rival wanting payback years later in the form of a trophy wife. Out of his four daughters, Rizzo only had the choice of two: an elegant dress-maker or a naive girl who could hardly get a sentence out. But on the day of the wedding, the dress-maker backs out, leaving a new set of options for Rizzo. With the pressure of his rival breathing down his neck, he makes a split decision to switch daughters, and there’s nothing she can do about it.

“I am a wolf in heat. It means, I want to take a woman sexually right now. Any woman at all. I can do just the same that creepy omega could do to you. Are you still not afraid of me?” He asked and she chuckled. “I don't mind.” He lifted her in his arms bridal style, and took her to the bed. He laid her on the bed and kissed her again. Evelyn reached for his pants and unbuttoned them. ******* Dated a man who didn't know the line between family and sexual relationships Evelyn's boyfriend, Alex had sex with her stepmother after her father fell into a coma. She was drugged by her stepmother to cover up for what she had done, thus Evelyn ended up in the bed of a stranger who happens to be Alpha Kian, the most powerful Alpha in the world and the elder brother to Alex. An unplanned Sex with Kian, a powerful Alpha who kept his identity away from Evelyn opens a door to joining them together, but Kian married her for just one reason, revengee. When lies are uncovered, darkness lurks, and secrets are spits, will she push him away and seek a better life outside the pack? Or will their blossoming love continue while she stays in the Arms of her Alpha?

When the flood came, my father, who was the captain of the rescue team, immediately rescued my cousin and cut my rescue rope. "Vivian can't swim, and there's not enough space on the helicopter. You won't die even if we rescue you a little later." I was rushed to the hospital while hanging onto a thread, but my mother, who was a doctor, gave the last bag of rare blood to my cousin, who was not even seriously injured. I begged with a weak voice, but my mother pried my fingers apart and said, "Your cousin is anemic and has always been in poor health. Must you fight for attention at such a time?" My parents had no idea that I stopped breathing when they abandoned me.

Love, Happy Endings, Soulmates, these are the things we want and need in life, we want to get them, but it's easier said than done. Certain factors need to be considered. Relationships and Love need few unmaterialistic things, but sadly, Caden Ian Manchester and Fiona Guinevere Kings do not know these. Weighed with traumas and scars, they hid their true self from each other, but the past never stays hidden, and it gets revealed in the worst way possible. Fiona Kings looks like a real life Barbie, but she sure as hell doesn't live in a fairytale, if it's a fairytale, it's a twisted one, a very twisted fairytale. Her life has being chaotic, from a family that don't care about her, to an abusive and psychotic boyfriend. She met him, Caden Manchester, it seem like she's drawn to the bad boys, Aren't we all?. Caden Manchester is a walking trauma, a breathing disaster, a living catastrophe, an addictive poison. She knows she should run, everyone tells her to run, but once Love gets into the equation, leaving seems unlikely. Caden Manchester is an orphan, a drug addict, a result of a broken home. An Artist who has definitely lost his muse. He meets her, Fiona Kings. She seems like his saving grace, his last and final shot at redemption, all he has to do is let her get tangled in his web of pain, death and painful secrets. He's no good for her, he's aware of this,  She's too angelic, but like a moth drawn to flame, he's drawn to her, to light. She's his Vanilla, His butterfly whose wings he breaks, rendering her broken. He breaks her, shatters her, destroys her, but she didn't leave. He tries to push her away, but, she stuck with him.

Lucia Hill was the only daughter of the Alpha and Luna of the Thunder pack, a pack that was known for its strength, compassion, and resilience.  She had always wanted to help her pack in a more meaningful way but was seen as too fragile because she had a rare medical condition that affected her breathing at times. She was born with it and it was sadly incurable.  This medical condition had a name too long for Lucia to pronounce, and had tried to take her life multiple times. Each time made her parents even more protective of her and made her feel more caged.  Lucia had always been seen by everyone as the sick daughter of the Alpha who needed to be treated with extra care. She was even excluded from almost all physical activities, including training with people her age.  This made her feel like an outcast. It chipped away at her self-confidence and courage.  She knew that all this was because her parents loved her and wanted her to be safe but she wanted more. She wanted so badly not to be seen as weak or fragile. She wanted to show her pack and her parents that she was stronger than they all thought; that she was not held back by her sickness.  But she feared that this was all just a dream of hers. She was very introverted and insecure so she doubted that she could ever prove them wrong.

"Do you know how lucky you are?" he answered her question with his own. His voice was low and husky as he leaned his face closer, teasing her. Her breathing hitched and she tiptoed as if it could help avoid his hot breath. "What do you mean?" she tried to back her head more into the wall but it was a lost cause. The back of her head was already banging into the hard surface. It was causing an unneeded headache to form. "I mean, don't you know how many women would like to be in your place right now? Yet, you're rejecting me,” "Who said I'm rejecting you? I said I wanted my own room!” "That's the same as rejecting me babe," Chris whispered as he blew her ear, making Jihyun shiver. His words were confusing, but when they registered in her brain, she huffed and slammed her head on his side. Dumbfounded, he looked down at her in confusion as he held her hands tighter, “Dont babe me!” she glared at him and regretted it soon as he had her stare. *** When Chris was stuck between meeting his ex-fiancee and keeping his cool in front of his family, he chose the easy road. He forced his ever-loyal secretary to be his fake girlfriend for ten days. Simple. Easier said than done. Jihyun never wanted to curse at her boss, but bringing her to his family event and making her lie to their faces about being in love with him? It almost drove her off the edge. A disaster! One that she would never ask for.

"Finders keepers," Deangelo growled, his voice all sharp edges. "I found her first, commoners, she belongs to me. The only reason she's still breathing is because I saved her from that fucking fire." Romano snorted, pushing his way further inside. "You think you can just claim her like that? She's not a damn trophy, Scorpion." Fernando gave a series of hand gestures in sign language. Deangelo translated, "You may have found her, but that does not make her yours. We have a stake here, Papi." Vincenzo's voice cut like a knife through the tension. "This isn't some playground game. She's a person, not a prize to be fought over?" As their voices rose, they suddenly fell silent, snapping their eyes to Rosita. She was rushing towards the door. DeAngelo's eyes narrowed as he took a step towards her. "Little peasant, don't even think about it." **** Rosita's life has been anything but ordinary. Homeschooled and sheltered by her overprotective father after a near-fatal stalking incident, she dreams of escaping to college and pursuing her passion for music. But her father's plans to enroll her in an online university leave her feeling trapped and desperate. On the day, she finally decides to away, a fire overtakes their home, trapping her in her room. Just when she thinks all hope is lost, her metal door is broken down—not by her father, but by Deangelo Luis Valladares, the most-feared mafia drug lord in the whole of Mexico. With an intriguing, sinister smile, he extends his hand to Rosita through the smoke-filled room. Will Rosita take his hand and let him save her, or will she be taken by force? Can a breathtaking beauty like Rosita survive in a world ruled by mafia dons who live like kings and control Mexico City?

Kei and Shima who were again hiding behind the bushes in the backyard in a state of fear. "Kei .. I want to go home. " - Shima "Shut up stupid. Later they will hear. " - Kei "I -I'm scared. " - Shima "Shh .. I said shut up! " - Kei The sound of breathing was too loud behind Kei and Shima. They both turned their heads slowly with fear. A large black shadow with its sharp teeth stared at them both sharply. "Shimaa! Run!! " - Kei "I want to go homeee !!! " - Shima They both ran as hard as they could without looking back. The big monster had chased Shima and Kei until the sirens sounded from afar. The giant stopped chasing Kei and Shima and went straight back to their house.