Terjemahan Wait

Five years after finding out what she is, Bella Mackenzie spent this years knowing nothing but hate and scorn, treated as an outcast by even her own family "Wait for mate and end this curse. "That was Bella's notion until the night of her step-sister's ritual ceremony and the one who was supposed to love despises her like no other, her mate. Sold for a price to Alpha Damien, her supposed mate, Bella has a new identity in the Bloodbath pack, 'slave and property of the cold blooded mafia alpha. Despite being under the mercy of the notorious alpha of all, Bella is determined to make him acknowledge her as his mate, but Damien already made a vow to make her suffer, for trying to deceive him with her manipulative stealer powers. What will happen when destiny plays its role in their lives? Or maybe her destiny is cursed too, and at the end of the tunnel there is nothing but darkness. ***** "Brace up stealer, you have a lot coming your way." He moved back and crossed his arms behind him, his face morphed into a plain emotionless look. "Tonight you'll be initiated into the pack, then you begin your duty as my slave."

The day I decided to file for divorce, Dean Potter couldn’t wait to draft the divorce agreement. Five years ago, he had been forced to marry me, and now he was finally free. On the day we were finalizing the divorce, Dean arrived with his new flame, radiating delight mixed with a hint of mockery. “Veronica Byrd, look at you—you’re miserable.” I watched his figure fade into the distance, my vision blurring. Miserable? In the next life, it wouldn't happen again.

In my seventh year of dating Elliot Sheppard, he pulls every string to save the exiled daughter of his imprisoned mentor—Margot Fairgrave—and gives her a wedding that makes headlines. "Professor Fairgrave was my guiding light and a man of integrity, who'd never yield to corruption. I owe it to him to protect his daughter," he declares. The Sheppard family, with their billion-dollar empire and strict family rules, will never accept a daughter-in-law like Margot. So, to secure her place, he demands that our son call her "Mom" and tells the world that I am just the nanny. He promises. "Just wait. Once I collect enough evidence to prove that Professor Fairgrave was framed, I'll return everything to the way it was." For three years, I waited and watched their picture-perfect family of three. My son no longer knows me as his mother, yet I remain their lowly nanny. Since I can't possibly wait forever, I've decided to stop waiting.

I've been in a secret relationship with my stepbrother, Caesar Kane, for eight years. He promises he'll marry me after graduation. As graduation approaches, he tells me he's tired of me and has found someone younger and prettier. I throw away the ring he gave me and cut up my wedding dress. All of his friends place bets on how long it will take before I come crawling back to him. Caesar has always treated me like I'm his property and declares with complete confidence, "Give it three days tops. She'll come crawling back in tears, begging me to take her back." So I accept the invitation from a prince from my Farbourne University prep program. I follow him to Snowcall, leaving behind the stepbrother who clearly doesn't care about me anymore. Caesar finally cracks and calls me. "Miranda, enough with the drama. Come home." A man's low, amused chuckle comes through the phone. "Pro tip—you shouldn't wait around if you want to win your woman back. Someone else might sweep her off her feet." Caesar practically snarls into the phone. "Put Miranda on the phone!" The man leans down and kisses me. "Sorry, we wore each other out pretty thoroughly just now, and she's out cold. Give me a second to wake her up properly."

My husband is a stranger. Everyone says I was madly in love with him, that I couldn’t wait to marry him. But when I look into his eyes, all I see is darkness. Cold. And Bottomless. This can’t be love. Not the kind you choose twice. I don’t remember him. Not the wedding, not the vows, not the man I supposedly gave my heart to. But what I do see… makes me question why I ever said yes in the first place. Then the memories come crashing back, a painful memory I wish stayed burried hits me and I understand. I understand why he looks at me with hatred. Why our love was doomed from the start. Why I had to leave. He wouldn’t let me go, so I forced his hand and disappeared. Five years later, fate brings us face to face again. "I can’t live without you, Dear stranger, marry me again." he says. And just like before… My heart remembers what my mind forgot. That a love so deep cuts just as deep. ............. His love will heal her, his rage will burn anyone who tries to hurt her. Ian Quinn Wasn't just passionate, he was explosivey intense. He loved like a storm and hated like a war. He lost her once, this time he will tear the world apart, if it means making her his again.

On Christmas Eve, while her husband takes their son to watch fireworks with his first love, Justine Payne finally makes up her mind—she's getting a divorce. They've been married for five years. To everyone else, she's the lucky woman with the perfect life. She has a devoted husband and a smart, adorable son. But only she knows the truth—her husband has never let go of his first love. Even worse, the child she nearly died giving birth to can't wait to replace her with someone else. So, Justine decides to set them both free—a husband whose heart doesn't truly belong to her and a son who can't wait to replace her. She refuses to keep holding on to love that isn't returned.

Luke finally agreed to bind with me, urged by his mother Monica on her deathbed. Moonlight spilled through the window, casting a glow on his golden-brown fur. He stood by the bed, his amber wolf eyes deep and seemingly nervous. As soon as he stepped out of the room, his expression returned to its usual calm, and he said to me coldly, "Emma, let's wait a little longer." "I need to bond with Alina first," he continued, his wolf eyes distant, his tone neutral. "Her mother is seriously ill, and I promised her." "What about your mother? She wants to witness our bonding too!" "I have to bond with Alina first. You don't need to worry about my mother’s health," he said, as he effortlessly removed the vow ring Monica had given me from my finger, then turned and walked away. His little wolf followed, its tail wagging happily, showing no sign of reluctance. But as soon as he left, his mother suddenly took a turn for the worse. By the time Monica passed away, I was the only one by her side. Weakly, she squeezed my hand and whispered, "Emma, don’t wait for him anymore. Find someone who truly loves you." Her hand fell limp, and in the quiet darkness, I made two calls. The first was to the church, changing our marking ceremony to a funeral for his mother. The second call was to my best friend. Her brother was the Alpha of another pack, with dark fur and sharp green eyes. "He once said that if I was willing, he would bond with me... Is that promise still valid?" There was a pause on the other end before a deep voice, full of natural authority, came through: "Emma, have you finally figured it out?"

Wanted: Mayaman, matulungin, at mamamatay na... sana. Joke lang ‘yon ng kaibigan—pero ang ending? Natagpuan ni Jenica ang sarili sa harap ng pinakamayamang lalaki sa siyudad: si Alexander Fuego, nasa wheelchair, naghihingalo, at nag-alok ng kasal na parang promo lang sa mall: "Marry me now, and inherit everything when I die." Siyempre, sino ba naman ang tatanggi sa instant yaman? Pero may problema: Hindi ito namatay. Ilang taon na ang lumipas, buhay pa rin si Alexander Fuego—fresh na fresh, at parang si kamatayan pa ang natigok sa halip na ang lalaki. Kaya tumakas si Jenica, dala ang sikreto: buntis siya sa tagapagmana ng Fuego Empire! Fast forward, balik bansa si Jenica. Mayaman na rin. Confident. Glamorous. Pero—wait lang. Si Alex? Gumaling na, mas hot pa, at may fiancé? Excuuuse me? Buhay pa siya, pero may balak na itong magpakasal sa iba? Game na. Pupunta si Jenica sa engagement party. Hindi para bawiin si Alex. Hindi para manira. Okay fine... maybe a little.

On the wedding night, her husband cheated on her. Eliza, who had been 'widowed' for more than a year, decided not to be lonely anymore! She went to the bar to have fun, but she didn't expect to sleep with someone she shouldn't have. "What are you going to do to make you let me go?" "Wait until I'm tired of sleeping with you." Fredrik pressed her on the bed and invaded her unscrupulously. Looking at the infatuated person under him, he chuckled, how could he get tired of her?

you think i came all the way from paris to this small town of pakistan for what for three lacks " he smirked and looked towrds his men who laughed at that thought. "well clearly you did because if not what are you doing here then or wait did you wanted to have tour of this small town because i don,t see other reason of yours to be here . " this time she replied who were just standing there quitely from the beginning . "well darling " he came close to her and said "i came for my bride , i came for you " he said while touching her cheek with his thumb. larib khan a straightforward ,religious , cute , innocent , decent girl . she seems calm but if someone make her angry it will be their last day . but if they are on her good side she loves from her heart and can give her life for her loved ones king Xavier albert thomson, he has a body like greek god he is just like a shell ,hard from outside but from the inside he is soo soft but only few people knows that . Noone dare to call him by name who did they are 12 feet beneath the ground . the most merciless mafia king who runs mafia and also is the ceo of the most top biggest company of paris ,he kill first and ask question later . HE never knew he could love but after seeing her it was love for first sight or lust of having her he doesn,t know but he knows one thing . "larib khan is his only his even if he have to force her to be his or kill the world to have her but no one takes what is his from him not even her .