Seven Dwarfs Names

Allysa Hall is a 25-year-old brazen yet beautiful lady. Heir to her father’s big company but due to her elder step-sister’s scheme she lost the favor of her father. She was called many names, the black sheep of the respectable Hall family. She once believed that she was the luckiest girl in the world having both parents that love her, but the moment her mother died everything changed. Her father, Andrew Hall remarried three years after his wife's death and it was the start of Allysa’s nightmare. She was forced to restart her life. Finding relief and temporary happiness she found herself in a cheap bar recommended by one of her friends. She drank and partied till dawn to forget all the bad things that happened. Being single for almost all of her life she decided to make a bold move on the hot guy sitting next to her. “Hi, there! Can you grant this miserable woman who’s never been in a relationship, a favor?” Allysa asked pretty boldly, cheeks flushed red due to alcohol. The man looked up from his drink and saw a drunk lady on his left side. “What?” he asked irritably. “Can I kiss you?” Allysa asked with a grin on her beautiful face. Little did she know that due to her impulsiveness, she had no idea that her miserable life would turn upside-down.

To make up for past regrets with his first love, my husband, Pierce Ronan, lied that he could see everyone’s lifespan. He told me I had sixty years left, but his first love, Jessica Stone, had only seven days to live. So, for those seven days, he said he had to fulfill the promises of their youth. He brought her home, cared for her, and when they went back to their old college campus to relive their love, I didn’t protest. When he confessed his love to her and planned the wedding of the century, asking me to be the bridesmaid, I didn’t raise my voice. It wasn’t until he wanted to break the final taboo — in our marital bedroom — that he looked at me with guilt in his eyes and begged me to move out. The housemaids watched, snickering behind their hands, but I only smiled and nodded in agreement. I packed my bags, carried our child, and moved into the guest room next door. Seeing how obedient I remained, Pierce was touched. “I promise, this will be the last time I wrong you. Once Jessica passes, I’ll make it up to you.” What he didn’t know was that I had already seen through his lies. What he also didn’t know was that the one truly dying of cancer, the one with only seven days left to live, was me. Three days remained. Then, I would be gone.

On a beautiful day, Dylan Carter - Ivy's four-year boyfriend - declares his intention to marry Ruby, Ivy's half-sister from her father's side, instead of Ivy. Faced with betrayal from her lover and sister, and pressured by her own family, Ivy reluctantly agrees to both marriages because Ruby is pregnant. The pain continues when Ivy is forced to marry Ryan, a stranger to her from the Blake family. Despite vehemently opposing the situation, Ivy ultimately had to give in. On her wedding day, Ivy accidentally discovered her husband being intimate with another woman, leading her to misunderstand the true purpose of their marriage. Filled with anger, disappointment, and pain, Ivy decided to abandon everything, unwilling to become a sacrificial pawn, and ran away from the wedding. Seven years later, Ivy and Ryan coincidentally meet again in an unexpected situation, leading to mutual hatred. Subsequently, Ivy reluctantly becomes Ryan's personal secretary. During their time working together, love blossoms between them. However, secrets from the past emerge, challenging their relationship. Will their love be strong enough to overcome, or is this encounter just another chapter of tragedy?

I'm seven months along with my second pregnancy when a truck almost hits me. My husband threatens the doctor like a maniac. "I'll make all of you retire prematurely if anything goes wrong with my wife!" Before I enter the operating theater, I can't help thinking he's being too anxious. The truck merely brushed past me and made me fall. He doesn't need to be so panicked. However, when I open my eyes again, I find that my belly is flat. I crawl out of bed in a panic and head to the door, where I overhear Lucian Jacobe talking to the doctor. "Mrs. Jacobe wasn't in a major accident, sir. The child could've been saved. Why did you insist on aborting it? It was a baby boy, too." "Jenny will cry if she finds out about me having children with another woman. How can I bear to see her upset? It's not my first time doing something like this, anyway."

He caught hold of her leg and yanked backwards. She hung on and flailed both legs, kicking him in the head, the face. He fought to hold her legs down. Sweat lathered her hands. They slipped from the post. He yanked again. She rolled over to face him and punched with both fists. Her right fist caught him in the eye. He growled in pain, then threw himself on top of her, pinning her arms and legs. She screamed.She strained to free herself, lunged up to bite him. He jerked backwards. They slid down one stair. She tried to scream again. He slapped a palm over her mouth, his breath hot on her face.She fought him until they had tumbled down every stair. By the time they reached the bottom, every ligament burned. She stared at him wide-eyed, gasping for breath between his bruising fingers.She trembled violently, longed to run again but knew it would do no good. He stood at a good seven inches taller and outweighed her by at least fifty pounds. She didn't stand a chance.All she could do now was placate him. Do what he wanted... no matter what it was!

After the first wave of the apocalypse which claimed billions of lives, however, only one in five hundred million people were immune to the virus, in return, the virus transformed them into metahumans with super abilities. In order to prevent the second wave, seven metahumans were sent on a mission to recover a cure which is located at the "Greenspot"- a place known to be the home of the most dangerous zombie variant.

Abey’s had bad dreams all her life, her parents were killed when she was a baby and she was adopted out, but was never told this. Her parents were banished from her tribe because she was different. Her Grandfather Light Stick always knew she was chosen for something great. When she grew older and told him her dreams of Dremis the demon was threatening her in her dreams, he warned her that he would trick and he did. Dremis even went as far as killing Light Stick to control Abey, however that only drew Abey closer to finding her Sprit Animal the Wolf. Seven chosen elements must unite for a war to end evil once and for all Abey is the final one. She is the element of Spirit. The others have been searching for her. Dremis is doing everything in his power to prevent the others from finding. If he can stop it, he will win. But when Abey is united with them, they will form an allegiance and defeat the final prophecy silencing evil forever!

On the night of our mating ceremony, my Alpha, Damian, and I were ambushed by a rival pack. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the past, before we had marked each other. In my previous life, we were true mates, chosen by the moon goddess, and had been together for seven years. I sacrificed everything to help him become the most powerful Alpha, yet he refused to even give me a pup. Only later did I learn that Damian's heart had always belonged to another—Aria, a she-wolf from a powerful bloodline. Reborn, I decided to let him chase his ambition. I severed our mate bond with my own hands and chose a completely different path. Seven years later, he became the most powerful Alpha in the alliance. At the annual summit, he and his beloved Aria announced their mating. When he saw me standing alone, he sneered. "Selene, I know you're still in love with me. You've loved me across two lifetimes. I'm the most exceptional Alpha you'll ever know." "But you need to stop destroying yourself over me." I ignored him, pulling my son into my arms. Damian's eyes flared crimson, his wolf's control slipping. "You told me you would only ever bear my pups!"

Seven years after registering our marriage, my husband Gaius and I finally decided to hold the romantic wedding ceremony we had missed back then. That day, I wore the wedding gown I had designed myself and walked toward him with hopeful eyes. Before I could deliver my carefully prepared vows, an incident interrupted the moment. Amid the stunned murmurs of the guests, Gaius dashed toward the woman who had fainted—again—at my wedding. His voice trembled with urgency, eyes burning red. "Call an ambulance! Now!" He didn't even look back as he left the wedding hall. When the wedding bell rang seven times, I calmly pulled off my veil. Facing the guests who had yet to disperse, I smiled and said, "As you can see, today marks the divorce ceremony between Gaius and me. Please, eat and drink to your heart's content. Don't let the trip go to waste!"

A woman trapped in her mysterious dreams finds herself in people's past since her childhood. As the fragments of dreams show her bits of many people's pasts! When she trained herself to live with this mysterious ability, she found herself in her own past one day! And after visiting her past if she gets hurt in her dream, she bleeds in real too. In the past, it wasn't this fatal as those were others' past! But why do the people in her dreams show up in front of her now with the same names?! Why did her closed one's past get added as a bonus?! It's like she knows even some strangers well without even talking to them in person! And what's with her loose mouth uttering bull**** without realising?! It's like she has a whole different person and emotions in her! The memories of her past show up in unexpected situations catching her off guard and making her look like a crazy woman who is in dire need of admission to a mental asylum! --- Hey dears! Hope you like and support my story!