Star Wars 3 Anakin Becomes Darth Vader

“But Owen. You can’t just quit your job, sell your house, and run away with a band. People just… don’t do that.” When her childhood sweetheart Owen breaks off their engagement, quits his job and sells his house in order to pursue a career as the lead guitarist of a band, Emily’s world comes crashing down around her. Owen was, after all, her best friend and always had been. They had grown up next-door neighbours, gone to the same school, the same university. They had even bought houses next to each other. They had been each other’s first for everything. Absolutely everything. There had never been anyone else, not even for a moment. Just as Emily begins to find her feet again and form her own plans, Owen’s back up singer calls in sick, and Emily steps in to save the day. Soon she finds herself swept up in a crazy ride to the top of the music industry which might just save her relationship with Owen… or end it completely.

My body wasn't obeying me. The beep sharpened, I cringed but could not block them. I felt a soft hand on my forehead. I batted my eyes, tears felt trailing down. The ad face of my mother emerged. I forced a smile. I love her, she's a good mother. She takes care of us, though she couldn't take care of herself. Now I believe it could be that woman behind my mother's condition, the one who cursed me.

In the fifth year of my marriage to Kevin Gray, he, a sailor, is reported dead during a mission at sea. When his twin brother brings home his ashes, I break down and sob until I can barely breathe. Nothing can stand in the way of our love—not even death... or so I think. Grief consumes me. I cannot accept the reality of losing him. I try to end my life five times. Every time, Kevin's mother or his brother saves me. They plead with me to let go, to live on. After all, Kevin's last wish was for me to find happiness in every day of the life I had left. But in the third month of mourning, I discover the truth—he never died. He lied to me. He took his twin brother's identity and spent his days by Evelyn Stewart's side. He told me he still loved me, that he couldn't live without me, and that everything he was doing had a reason. He said he'd explain everything after Evelyn gave birth. To protect Evelyn and her unborn child, he asked me to move out for a while—just temporarily, until the baby was born. Then, he promised to bring me home again. Kevin, don't bother coming to get me. I'm not coming back.

“You have no idea what you’re asking for, do you?” he said.   I felt a slight sting of offence. “And what was that supposed to mean?”   He took a step closer, his face dangerously close to mine. I could feel the air shift. His presence filled the room. His hand moved to my cheek, stroking it lightly.   “I have a good feeling this isn’t your thing because you look like a doe in a den of wolves.” His voice dropped to a quiet, low rumble, making my stomach flip with excitement. Ayra had been the perfect wife—loyal, accomplished, and willing to sacrifice everything for the man she loved. But when he betrayed her with the one person she despised most, she didn't beg or cry. Instead, she slammed the divorce papers in his face and walked away. A reckless one-night stand with this dangerously charming stranger seems like freedom until she discovers his true identity. As Ayra fights to rebuild her life, a figure from her forgotten past reappears, threatening to change everything. She’s not just leaving her old life behind, she’s determined to create a better one.

I'm dying, and so is Sean Quinton. He still has hope, though. I don't. Why? Because once I die, my body will become the first to have passed due to a special infection. It'll be dissected and researched to help cure Sean. So, his daily task becomes urging me to die. Unfortunately for him, I'm unwilling to save him another time, so I die not because of the infection but because of carbon monoxide poisoning. It's enough to destroy the symptoms my body shows and ruin their plans to research my corpse.

Turning to his Right hand man, Chris Morgan said: "Look over there, I want all details of her. You have only two days." Looking at her, he said: "Since you can't be with him anymore, can you be with me?" Stella Harris was drinking away her pains in the lobby at Atlantis Hotel when she met her soulmate, Chris Morgan. Soon, they signed their papers and became a couple anyone could only dream of.

Larissa has always lived in the shadow of her stunning, graceful, and brilliant sister, Brittany. The one destined to become the future Luna of the Starlight Pack. But everything changed the day Brittany tragically died. The entire pack, including their once-loving family and the Alpha, turned their backs on Larissa, blaming her for the tragedy she never meant to cause. Even the Moon Goddess seemed to curse her, choosing her to take Brittany’s place as the Alpha’s mate. Larissa thought her fate might finally change, but she was wrong. The Alpha agreed to marry her not out of love, but to make her life a living hell. Larissa was treated more like a prisoner than his wife—unmarked and unloved. Still, she clung to hope. She swallowed her pride, devoted herself to him, and tried to become the Luna her pack expected. But that fragile hope was shattered when the Alpha returned from a trip with the woman he truly loved, his chosen Luna. To Larissa’s horror, it was Brittany. Alive. Staggered by betrayal and humiliation, Larissa gathered the last of her strength and revealed the truth: she was carrying the Alpha’s child. His response was merciless. He cast her out of the pack, declared her a rogue, and left her to fend for herself in a cruel and dangerous world. Just when death seemed her only escape, a mysterious man appeared.

Vice and Victor have a plan. Five years in the spotlight to make their fortune, then move into the background, with their own record label. Fast and smart is their motto. Romance will have to wait, especially since their idea of an ideal romance, involves both of them and one woman. When their manager, Aaron, asks them to collaborate with a chart-topping popstar who wants to gravitate into rock, they are dubious. A frequent flyer in the gossip columns over the last twelve months with a history of drug and alcohol problems, they fear she will be difficult and volatile to work with. After being roofied by her music producer, Mirage has learnt the hard way that it is not an equal world. Without proof, she cannot pursue legal recourse, and she is locked into completing another album with her rapist. Meanwhile, Mr Rich has been feeding the industry lies about her having dependency on alcohol and drugs, and the gossip mags have seized upon the stories, slowly tearing her professional reputation into pieces. But Mirage is not a fragile damsel in distress, she is a pop-rock chick, and she is fighting back.

There will be revenge, there will be innocent people, and otherwise, and top of it a love story with a path which none of them expected to pass through. Note: Not a sequel or anything but just a third series in the Don't leave me franchise with complete different characters from the previous two series.

On the day that was supposed to be their wedding day , Melissa caught her fiancée having sex with her best friend just an hour before the ceremony started .Her fiancée wasn’t moved but Instead he called off the wedding . Heartbroken by the turn of the event , she swore to make the couples pay , she went to the club that night to drink out her sorrows , but on a turn of events she had a one night stand with her ex father Two months later , the man showed up at her house with the marriage agreement and without hesitation , she signed it . Since he could betray her , she is going to be his step mother .