Tales Of Symphonia: Dawn Of A New World

I try seducing my fiance, Vernon Floyd, 999 times. But even when I'm shirtless, his only concern is whether I'm cold. I assume that Vernon is a traditional guy, who wants to do it until we're married. But on the day of our anniversary, I discover that he has secretly booked a hotel famous for couples' getaways in the city. That night, I arrive at the VIP suite full of hope. In the end, all I see is Vernon and his childhood sweetheart passionately kissing each other as the crowd cheers. I wait outside the VIP suite for a long time. Finally, I understand that he doesn't love me. After leaving the hotel, I call my family. "Dad, I don't want to marry Vernon anymore. I want to marry Dylan instead!" Dad spits out his coffee and says, "Avril, Mr. Walker got into a car accident a few years ago. I heard that he's impotent. If you marry him, you won't have any children!" By then, I am already disheartened. "It doesn't matter whether I have children or not."

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

When a young witch falls in love with a vampire, she risks all to travel back to a time when vampires and witches are plentiful and powerful to try to change his fate. A risky venture, it is a feat that even the most adept witches find challenging. Does she have what it takes to succeed? Filled with action, adventure, peril, a doppelganger, magic, vampires, and more... For Love of a Vampire is sure to keep you entertained while its characters capture your heart.

Aria was the Luna of the Winter Mist pack, renowned for her achievements in war strategy. Her contribution was crucial in her pack becoming the most powerful in the entire country. Everything in her life should be perfect. ...Except it wasn't. In actuality, Aria's life was anything but successful. She was helpless to the whims of her abusive Alpha mate and his mistress. A mate who never loved her. As she watches their relationship grow, her options are to run away or die trying to keep her Luna position. But this is not the story of how Aria sways his closed-off heart until he finally loves her. No, this is the story of how Aria died. So when she is faced with the opportunity to go back in time and try again... will she take it? ...Or is she fated to relive her mistakes all over again? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "...And if I refuse?" I asked hesitantly. "Then you will remain in the Abyss, forever reliving your earthly memories." My mind recalled the images that had just tormented me, showing me my death over and over again. I knew now she must have shown me that strategically so I had a taste of what my refusal would look like. "Then I don't want to be Luna again... and I don't want to be Aleric's mate," I said, surprising even myself that I was bargaining with a Goddess. But I couldn't shake the feeling something seemed off. "That is the fate I have chosen for you." "Then I don't accept," I argued. "I think there is something you're not telling me. A reason why you need me to go back so badly." She was silent, her silver eyes regarding me warily. "...So I am correct," I said, taking her silence as confirmation.

His birth is an abomination, a child that should never have been born but he came forth still, on that turbulent night. Conceived from the emergence of two enemy entities of clans that never agree, he is a disaster waiting to unleash. In order to prevent this calamity, and secure the future of his entire park, Alpha Grayson does the one thing he deemed right, sealing the child's Wolf. But the greatest of werewolves that ever existed is yet to awake.

Sharlynn Willie Eisenhauer- the biological daughter of Heinz Othman Eisenhauer, was shocked to see her fiancé and step-sister making love in front of her. Heartbroken, she entered a nightclub and drank alcohol to calm herself. Half drunk, she was nearly assaulted by a man. Fortunately, she was saved by Sevariano Ricardo del Vecchio, the Kaufman's assistant and bodyguard, who happened to be there. Not wanting to be taken home, Richie was forced to take Sharlynn to his apartment. When she returned home, Sharlynn told her father everything. Unfortunately, it turns out that the father favours his step-sister and forces Sharlynn to give up Julian. Not wanting to show her downfall, Sharlynn forced Richie to marry her with threats. Richie refused, but at the insistence of the Kaufman Family, who still had family ties to the Eisenhauer family, the conditional marriage finally occurred. The two lived a loveless life. Richie's gentle and conciliatory behaviour gradually created love in Sharlynn's heart. However, something happened to Richie's grandfather, who was in Milan-Italy. The man was forced to take Sharlynn to meet his grandfather until the true identity of Richie's family was revealed. The disaster begins when the woman from Richie's past shows up and wants him back, so much so that she will do anything to keep Sharlynn and Richie apart. Will Richie and Sharlynn's marriage rekindle the love in their hearts? Can Sharlynn defend her marriage when the woman from her husband's past tries to destroy it?

“I’ll agree to this—but only if you stay out of my business.” “You have a deal,” the man chuckled, raising his hands in mock surrender, his husky voice dripping with amusement. “But,” he added, stepping closer, his breath brushing against her ear, “you’ll have to agree to my conditions, too.” “I said I’d agree, didn’t I?” Sherry replied coolly. Her expression didn’t waver as she grabbed his collar and pulled him down to her eye level. “Mr. Smith,” she whispered, matching his tone with a quiet fierceness. Hah… This woman is going to drive me insane, Levian thought, already realizing this would be far from easy. ~~~ On her wedding day, Sherry is poisoned by her best friend. Her fiancé? At the hospital, he was celebrating the birth of his child with someone else. But fate rewinds the clock. Waking up a day before her death, Sherry has one goal: uncover the truth and take back control. However, as the secrets unravel, she realizes the betrayal runs deeper than she imagined. That's when the rumored Levian Smith makes her an offer: “Marry me, and I’ll stake my very soul for you.” Now, she must choose—revenge or redemption?

When Daylen spent his entire life in a dungeon tortured and drained of blood. He has never gotten the chance to know who he was or where he is from. The only thing he knows is the cruelty of his captors and the harsh truth of the world. Daylen believed that he was doomed to die in captivity. He lost all hope of being saved as fairytales weren't real. But when a mysterious savior shows up and rescues him. When the thread of his fate binds him to the heir of the vampire kingdom. With the knowledge of the animosity between the vampires and werewolves, how will he navigate his new life of freedom? Will Daylen choose to pursue the forbidden love promised by his vampire mate or give him up to maintain the balance of things?

On April Fool’s Day, my CEO husband cut out my heart to save his childhood sweetheart's son. After the surgery, he tossed me into a cold rental apartment, where I died in agony. Three days after my death, my five-year-old daughter played in the room as usual. Walking by the sofa, she wrinkled her little nose and mumbled, "Mommy, there's a weird smell in here." She touched my face and murmured, "Mommy, are you pretending to be Snow White? Why are you so pale?" She shook my arm harder and raised her voice, "Mommy, it's my birthday today—get up and blow out the candles!" Confused, she picked up the phone and called her father. “Daddy, did I make Mommy mad? I lit the candles, but no matter how much I call her, she won’t wake up.” On the other end of the call, Patrick Hart’s voice was cold and impatient. “What could possibly be wrong with her? She’s just pretending to be asleep for sympathy. It’s Johnny’s birthday, I’m busy. Don’t bother me! Tell your melodramatic mother to stop playing her little tricks. I don't have time to humor her." My daughter removed the candle from her bun, pinched off a piece of the bun, and fed it to me. "Mommy, I made a secret wish… I really wish you could hold me again, just like before."

it's started because of my addiction but it turned into love making. Yes, a love making. the way we touch each other, the way we look at each other, the way we feel each other. it's shows how much we are in love. it's was my wish but it's turn out into desire to become each other. today we not only make love but also touch each other's soul. He claims me gently with love and respect. after a long love making he lay beside me and took her in his arms. we both were still lost in each other and after some time I slept peacefully in each his arms. . Next day I decided to confess my feeling with him but everything changed. I am madly in love with him, a while before I decided to confess what I fell for him… I love him so much that I can die for him. And you know what I am dying not for him.. but because of him. He is pointing his gun toward me. At the center of my forehead. I am in shock. Everything has changed a couple of time. The person with whom I wanted to spend my whole life, wants to kill me. I am speechless, I don't know what to say , I am staring at him with teary eyes asking him why he did this to me.. To which he replies.. "I HATE YOU" . I don't know how to react. As soon as I respond a bullet strikes me. I fell on the ground whispering my last words "I LOVE YOU SID" . But wait.. This is not ending.. It's just the beginning of our story. A love story of hate..