Silver Swan Dc

Tertawa bodoh adalah hal yang Lilac tahu sebagai cara bertahan hidup agar bahagia. Seberapapun orang diluar sana hidup dengan berusaha, yang gadis itu lihat, hidup tidak serumit itu, tidak sesusah itu. Gadis satu itu, tak pernah punya usaha untuk merontokkan semua helai rambutnya dengan membebani bobot kepalanya, selagi itu bisa keluar dari telinga kanannya, semua yang masuk telinga kirinya tak akan pernah ia telan bulat - bulat. Lilac Seanna Swan tidak serajin itu. Hingga hari itu, gadis itu bertemu dengan cowok itu, nama "dia" yang begitu mirip dengannya. Pemilik nama yang membuatnya bertanya atas kemunculannya, bertanya pula atas semua waktu dan saat dimana satu raga yang terus hilang dan muncul sesukanya. Pertama kali seorang Lilac si gadis bergigi tupai bertanya pada hidupnya? Ada apa dengan dirinya? IG account: @Lilanamisha

He was tricked into the Lone Wolf’s den and fell into a silver trap. The trap was filled with countless silver nails that burned into his wounds. He had a chance to survive—even if he would lose his Inner Wolf, at least his life could be saved, as long as he could be treated by the healer. But my Alpha husband, Anthony, the noble leader of the wolf pack, took the only healer away, giving him to his white moonlight son, Lucas, to treat his wounds. Meanwhile, our son, in the treatment room next door, could not heal from the silver-inflicted wounds. His blood flowed continuously until his golden wolf eyes lost all their light. I mentally reached out to Anthony, begging him to let me see our son one last time, but in the eyes of that high-and-mighty Alpha, there was nothing but disgust for our child. "Your son is truly ‘exceptional’—weak like a pup, yet he dared to enter the Lone Wolf’s den!" "Lucas nearly got pierced by a silver blade trying to save him! And what did your son do? He ran away without a second thought!" "I will not acknowledge such a cowardly bloodline! From this day on, his right to inherit is revoked!" After he spoke, he severed the mental link. My blood froze in my veins. In that moment, my dying cub shared his memories with me— I saw Lucas drive the silver nails into his own palm. I saw him turn and flee when the Lone Wolf attacked, while my child, despite trembling in pain, chose to fight the Lone Wolf to protect the pack. Until the very end, he fulfilled the duty of an Alpha’s son. And Anthony dares to say he is unworthy of the “Alpha bloodline”? That night, the moonlight over the wolf territory turned crimson. Anthony, you will soon realize— It wasn’t just my son’s flesh that was pierced by silver, but your prejudice as well! Your prejudice killed your own child.

Isla Bennett survives on poverty math and a meagre $14.22 bank balance until Gabriel Hunt, the ruthless, intelligent CEO known as The Debt Collector, acquires her $250,847.36 inheritance debt and forces her into a clinical, eighteen-month contract marriage. Told through an alternating first-person POV, this dark romance and financial thriller exposes the cold utility assessment behind a billionaire’s search for an asset chosen specifically for maximum compliance. In a world where finance is a weapon and boardrooms are battlefields, Isla is dragged into a thirty-year revenge plot against the Black Swan, a price-fixing syndicate that murdered her father in 1988. As Gabriel deploys mafia-style tactical teams and extraction protocols to protect his interests, Isla begins a weak-to-strong transformation. She evolves from a waitress who feels like breathing, walking furniture, into an interim CEO capable of executing the hostile absorption of forty-seven companies to dismantle her enemies. Behind the silk dresses and staged performances of a perfect couple lies a lethal game of medical hostage taking and manufactured stress tests designed to prove whether she is Option Zero, the only variable that will not break. From the glass towers of Manhattan to the remote Morrison Estate, the bought variable must choose between the $4.7 billion profit of a ghost and her own sovereignty.

(Mature contents for 18 years old or more) "I am not the holy woman that a man wants to marry. Too many men’s hands have touched me. I am dirty and unworthy to be beside you, much less to bear your child. I think the entire world will be against this. Sorry, I turn it down. Thank you for your offer, sir,” I replied in a trembling voice. It took just one day for Jennifer Swan to take a hundred and eighty degrees turn towards disaster. Her aunt sold her to a ruthless billionaire to make money for them and pay for her uncle’s cancer operation. But that evil billionaire put her in his famous brothel to be an escort. Several years later, she became a star and high-class escort that not all men can book without her will. One day, fate lead her to a new journey. A disabled billionaire came into her life, changed everything, and offer her a contract marriage. Since then, her life has turned three hundred and sixty degrees. Who is that disabled billionaire? Why he wants Jennifer so badly? How will Jennifer live next?

Isabella Swan, berkorban demi pria yang dicintainya. Dirinya, menggantikan kekasihnya itu sebagai tersangka pembunuhan. Kepercayaan dan cintanya dikhianati. Bahkan, kekasihnya berselingkuh dengan saudarinya. Hal itu, membuat Bella terjebak dibalik jeruji. Tidak ada yang menolongnya, bahkan mereka semua berusaha agar dirinya mendekam dan membusuk di sana. Bella keguguran di balik jeruji. Hidupnya seakan di neraka, tetapi rasa benci memberikan kekuatan untuk bertahan hidup. Pengorbanannya itu, membawa Bella ke hadapan Benedict Knight. Pengusaha kaya dan terkenal arogan. Pria yang kehilangan kekasih, karena kecelakaan yang membuat Bella meringkuk dibalik jeruji. Rasa benci membuat Ben semakin terobsesi kepada Bella. Membuatnya selalu memperhatikan setiap langkah wanita itu, baik dibalik maupun di luar jeruji. Bau busuk tidak akan mampu disembunyikan selamanya. Akan tiba saatnya, bau itu menguar. Perlahan dan pasti, kebenaran mulai terungkap. Rasa benci, perlahan berubah menjadi cinta. Membuat kehidupan Bella yang seakan di neraka, berubah total.

My secretary replaced me on my wedding day, walking down the aisle in a white wedding gown. The man I had loved for ten years threw the bridesmaid dress in my face and ordered me to wear it instead. "She is the bride now. You'll be next," he said coldly. My grandmother was so furious that she fell ill on the spot. Meanwhile, he and the secretary smiled brightly as they completed the wedding ceremony. After the grand wedding, the secretary posted photos of herself in her wedding gown on social media. The comments were overwhelmingly congratulatory. [Today is such a beautiful day, I finally got what I wanted. I hope those who try to ruin someone else's relationship will wake up soon.] She wrote. Chester Morrison replied to her post: [It is a great day. Don't ruin your good mood by some trash.] When I returned home, holding my grandmother's photo, who had passed away, I found them tangled together on the bedspread my grandmother had lovingly sewn for me, the one with a pair of Swan that symbolizes eternal love.

My father scoured the underground markets and bought my sister and me a pair of twin wolf-blood slaves. Catherine snatched the tall, powerfully built brother first—his alpha scent already awakening despite the silver shackles. That left me with the scrawny, silver-poisoned "cripple" whose wolf seemed permanently dormant. I pitied the poor bastard. His wolf was so suppressed I could barely catch his scent, so I kept him close, hoping my presence might help him heal. His legs were useless, twisted from what looked like forced silver injections. I dragged him to every back-alley healer and rogue pack doctor I could find, desperate to purge the poison from his system. I figured some brutal werewolf hunter had shattered both him and his wolf. Until my dad's rival pack snatched us both during the blood moon. He exploded from his wheelchair in a surge of raw alpha power, his true scent hitting me like a freight train. Golden eyes blazing, when my father's enemy aimed a silver gun at my sister, he grabbed me and shielded her from six bullets. "I'm sorry, Catherine can't die. I'll make it up to you in the next life." That's when it hit me—he wasn't crippled, wasn't even an omega. The silver poisoning? That was all just for me. I blinked... and woke up on slave-picking day. This time, I set him free.

“You’re truly going to get married to Silver?” Liam looked at me with so much sadness which broke my heart the more. “This is the only way out Liam. Move on with your life and forget about me. Our love was doomed right from the onset,” I answered with a poker face even though I was hurting way more than him. This was the only way out. I knew I’d regret it but I had to get married to Silver even though I knew my heart would always belong to Liam and would always yearn for him. ___________________________________________________ Maya Allen, a poor orphan meets Liam Taylor, CEO of the biggest company in their city after breaking up with her ungrateful boyfriend whom she had been taking care of. They eventually fall in love. However, Maya’s life takes a drastic turn after she meets Silver Grey who tries everything possible to win her love even though he knows Liam and Maya are in love. What happens when Maya finds out a shocking truth about the Two men Liam and Taylor who are pining over her?

I’d just bonded with my mate, Alpha Damien, when he brought home an orphan to repay a “life debt.” From that day on, I came second to the girl, Lila. Always. Lila framed me, claiming I forced her to lose control of her wolf. For that, Damien locked me in the silver cells for three days and three nights. "The silver will teach you how to be a tolerant Luna!" Silver poisoning is torture. My wolf withered. I begged for mercy, drowning in agony. Lila just snuggled up to him, her voice dripping with fake concern. "Serena is your mate, after all. When she's in pain, you're in pain. It hurts me to see you suffer." Later, to make Lila happy, Damien publicly gave my seat on the Pack Council to her—a girl who knew nothing. This time, I said nothing. I just severed our mate bond. Days later, while he was writhing in the agony of our broken bond, he finally heard the news. I had joined the royal’s elite unit, The Talons. And I was never coming back. He shattered.

I kissed my brother in the darkness, my brother Easton, the one who will be the future alpha of Silver Peak pack, the one who was loved me but now hates me.....