Snake In Harry Potter

My brother, Theo Sorento, died in a plane crash on his way back home just to celebrate my birthday. They never found his body—only wreckage. Ever since, my parents forced me to kneel in front of his grave every year on my birthday, demanding that I repent for surviving when he didn’t. Then came my eighteenth birthday. I realized someone was following me. Panicked, I sent a few messages asking for help. Just then, Mom called, not to check on me but to lash out. “I know exactly what you're doing. You’re just making up excuses so you don’t have to kneel in front of your brother’s grave! You’re a liar. Why wasn’t it you who died instead of him? You’re a walking curse!” Before my phone was smashed under a boot, the last thing I heard was the cold click of her hanging up. Then, I was cut up into pieces, and what was left of me was tossed across the city. My father, the lead forensic pathologist on my case, didn’t even recognize me. Later, Theo returned alive with his wife, whom he had eloped with eight years ago. When they found out the pile of rotting flesh was me, they all went insane.

Her sister, Rebecca, was killed in a car accident. Blakely then took on the responsibility of being a surrogate mother for her nephew. But Blakely's brother-in-law, Nickson Darragh, doesn't like her because his wife died because of her carelessness. Nickson's parents asked Nickson to marry Blakely for the good of his son's future. Nickson couldn't refuse and was forced to marry Blakely just for status. Nickson signed a one-year marriage contract with Blakely and plans to divorce Blakely when the time comes. But unexpected things happened during that marriage. Nickson's secrets from the past are revealed. Nickson had not loved Rebecca all this time. Their marriage is fake. And it turns out that Arthur is not Nickson's biological child with his late wife. Blakely, who knows all of Nickson's lies, becomes disappointed. She plans to sue Nickson for a divorce before their marriage contract expires. Unfortunately, it was not easy when they both began to feel the turmoil of love in their hearts.

As soon as I kissed him, he pushed me aside, got up from the bed and walked over to the other end of the room. He suddenly seemed angry but I didn't understand why. Was it the kiss? Was it me? "You know what? Maybe we should do it some other time instead." He suggested. He began to sweat and was acting strange; like someone who was afraid of something but what he was afraid of, I couldn't tell. "Some other time?" I asked frustratedly because it wasn't the first time he was rejecting me. "I'm tired of hearing this bulshit over and over again." I wasn't going to take a no for an answer again, not this time. So, I walked over to him and claimed his lips for the second time. "Stop! He yelled at me in anger as he fell to the ground. He started groaning, rolling around in the floor like someone in pain. I was terrified by the scene and didn't know what to do. Next thing I knew, i heard the snapping of his bone and right before my eyes, he transformed into a creature; a creature I had seen before. The same type of creature that saved me on that fateful night. He stood before me with a raging red eyes and seven-inch long teeth. My mind was in distress and my knees gave way as I fainted from the shock.

My family has always considered me a harbinger of misfortune. It's all because I can see a countdown to my relatives' deaths. I tell them when my grandfather, father, and mother will die. It all comes true due to various accidents. My three brothers hate me to the core because they think I cursed my parents and grandfather. My mother actually dies after giving birth to my younger sister, but my brothers dote on her to no end. They say she's their lucky star because everything goes well for the family after she's born. But didn't Mom die while giving birth to her? On my 18th birthday, I see my death countdown when I look at myself in the mirror. I buy an urn I like and prepare a meal. I want to have one last meal with my brothers, but none of them show up even when the timer hits zero…

Valerie Farrell is a businesswoman in her twenties who was born into a wealthy family but has worked hard since she decided to be independent to be able to live in her own harsh reality. She has a bizarre dream about a foreign world and people a week before her birthday, and what's strange is that she remembers every aspect of it. She is involved in an accident at a specific event for their family reunion, and she wakes up in a strange room with a new name, Zhilux Vociferous, which the people there have given her. A world that is significantly different from the one she is familiar with. “My empress, please stay with me,” said a familiar voice from her strange dream.

James Anderson lost his future mate and luna, Stephanie, during a rogue attack. Stephanie's death left his entire pack in mourning; her death anniversary was even declared a pack holiday. Five years later, James discovers that Stephanie's younger sister Lily is his mate. But how can that be? Wasn't Stephanie supposed to be his mate? And would his pack even accept Lily as his mate and Luna—many have always blamed Lily for Stephanie's death, because Stephanie died trying to save Lily. For her part, Lily has lived in the shadow of her beautiful older sister for years. She knows very well that pack members and her parents wish that it was Lily that died that day instead of Stephanie. Lily had looked forward to the day that she would meet her mate and finally feel important to someone. Discovering that her mate is James is Lily's worst nightmare, especially when James reacts poorly to the discovery. Lily decides that she is unwilling to live in Stephanie's shadow any longer. She will not spend the rest of her life with a mate who wishes she was someone else. She rejects James, who all too quickly accepts the rejection. Soon afterwards, horrifying truths come out and James immediately regrets letting Lily go. He sets out to get Lily back and right the wrongs that have been done. But is it too late? Will Lily find love with James, or with someone else?

Eric, my ex-husband and soon to be brother-in-law was annoyed. "Why the hell is she here anyway? I didn’t invite her." Emerson met his son, Eric's gaze. "I invited her." Both Eric and Rita looked at Emerson with questioning eyes. "Why would you invite her?" Eric asked his father "I asked her here because she is my plus one," Emerson said. "I asked her to marry me, and she said yes. She’s my fiancée."

Mila, suffocated by opulence and her father's secrecy, takes a daring leap into the unknown, leaving behind her world of luxury in Miami. Venturing to Russia to uncover hidden truths about her mother's mysterious past and her father's enigmatic dealings, Mila's journey becomes a thrilling odyssey filled with unexpected encounters, perilous choices and falling in love with a wealth man whose eyes are filled with deep secrets. As she delves deeper into the secrets shrouding her family, Mila must find the strength to navigate a world of intrigue, betrayal, and the ever-elusive promise of answers. She learns the only escape is to soften her captor's heart.

On the snowy mountain, Shawn Foster's neighbor, Susan Taylor, suffered from altitude sickness. He blamed me for not bringing supplies in time. He tied me up and left me on the mountain, five thousand meters above sea level. "You should experience the pain Susan went through." I rushed up the mountain to find them, completely forgetting that I was already exhausted. Without an oxygen supply, I gasped for air desperately. He held Susan in his arms and headed down the mountain. I begged him for mercy, but he did not even glance at me. I struggled, but I could not break free from the Prusik knot he tied himself. The same knot I once taught him. Three days later, he asked his colleagues about my whereabouts. "I would never have forgiven her so quickly if it's not Susan's kindness." But he did not know—I had long been buried beneath the snow.

Caelen Valentine has it all—money, charm, and zero consequences. Until one reckless night lands him in the worst possible mess: he’s gotten Aria Throne pregnant. Her brother, Lucian, is the city’s most feared mafia boss. And he doesn’t forgive. But when Lucian takes Caelen hostage, their hatred sparks something neither expects—an obsession neither can control. Now it’s more than revenge. More than pride. It’s a game of desire, danger, and a love that could ruin them both. In a world of power and betrayal, will they choose each other—or destroy everything?