They Both Die In The End

Lyric was 11 years old when her parents were killed by rouges. She was forced to grow up and raise/protect her younger twins siblings. For 9 years they in lived in peace with just the three of them until one fateful day the twins set out on their own and save the life of a young wolf causing a group of pack wolves to show up on their doorstep. Little does Lyric know their lives are about to change for the better but will Lyric accept these changes and allow herself to forgive and change her thought on werewolves or will she allow herself trauma to ruin her matebond and essentially her and the twins life? Saint and Parker are 20 years old when their younger sister nearly loses her life and the only reason she lives is because of some random witches that lived less then 10 miles from their borders that they never knew existed. What they didn’t expect to find on this search for the people who saved their sister was their mate… the same mate that hates werewolves because of her parents death. Will they be able to show Lyric that they mean her no harm and they just want to love her or will their lives end in heartbreak?

When I was in college, my mom had terminal cancer, and our family company collapsed due to heavy debts. Just when I was at my lowest, my childhood friend Zach Hall rushed back from overseas. For seven years, he stayed by my side and helped me heal. …Until the night before our engagement ceremony, when I was diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer. I wanted to tell Zach, but instead, I overheard a conversation between him and the lead surgeon who had operated on my mother. "Zach, your fiancee's mother could've been saved back then. But you stopped me from treating her, just so Jessica could get that poor woman's corneas. If Jessica is the one you love, why marry your fiancee?" "I do feel guilty toward Annie, but I don't regret it. It was the only way for Jess to pick up a brush again and keep chasing her dreams." Through the crack in the door, I saw clearly the tenderness on Zach's face when he mentioned Jessica. "What if Annie finds out?" the surgeon asked. Zach fell silent, rubbing the band on his ring finger. "I don't know. I've already decided to marry her. I'll love her, protect her, and spend the rest of my life making it up to her." The pain hit me so hard at that moment that I almost collapsed, as if my heart was being ripped out.

Britne Hogan dan Alvaro Cooper berteman sejak kecil, saat dewasa Britne memiliki perasaan pada Alvaro yang dia pendam karena tidak ingin merusak persahabatan mereka. Suatu hari, Geena saudara kembar Britne yang menghilang puluhan tahun ditemukan kembali dan orang tuanya menjodohkan Geena dengan Alvaro. Tak disangka Alvaro menyambut baik perjodohan tersebut sehingga Britne mengalah dan merelakan Alvaro menikah dengan saudara kembarnya. Namun di hari pernikahan, Geena melarikan diri dan meminta Britne menggantikannya. Britne yang tahu jika Alvaro mencintai saudara kembarnya, tidak ingin terjebak dalam pernikahan palsu sehingga menolak pernikahan tersebut. Dia pun kemudian melarikan diri setelah melakukan kesalahan fatal yang tak termaafkan. Tiga tahun kemudian, Britne pulang ke keluarganya dan mendapati kabar jika keluarga Hogan dan Cooper saling bersitegang. Demi menghilangkan ketegangan tersebut, dirinya dan Alvaro kembali dijodohkan. Akankah Britne menerima perjodohan tersebut? Apalagi keadaannya kini sudah berbeda, dia telah memiliki seorang putra yang mungkin akan sulit untuk diterima oleh Alvaro. Catatan : Disarankan membaca novel “Istri Tuan Muda Lumpuh” by Dera Tresna untuk lebih memahami alur, tokoh dan karakter Love To The End.

My mate, Raelor Thorne, is the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack. He once swore that in this lifetime, he would mark only me. Yet one month before our marking ceremony, he insisted that he must first mark with Seraphine Morcant, his late brother's mate. He claimed it was to comfort her and preserve his brother's bloodline. He said he would help her conceive an heir, so the line would not die. I refused. He brought it up every day after that, pressing harder each time, leaving me no room to breathe. Then, half a month before the ceremony, I received a report from the Pack Healing Sanctum. It stated clearly that Seraphine had already been marked and was nearly one month pregnant. In that moment, I finally understood. Raelor had never intended to ask for my consent. So I canceled the marking ceremony. I burned every token that tied us together. On the day we were meant to bind our lives, I left Silvermoon Territory alone. I traveled to the Obsidian Pack to further my mastery of healing arts and formally accepted the position of Chief Healer within their Order. From that day forward, there would be nothing left between Raelor and me. No bond. No mercy. No return.

I've been in a relationship with my brother's best friend, Emilio Slater, for three years, but he's never been willing to make our relationship public. Still, I never doubt his love for me. After all, he's been with 99 women before, yet he stops looking at anyone else because of me. Even if I have a slight cold, he drops billion-dollar projects and rushes home to take care of me. But on my birthday, when I'm excitedly preparing to share the news of my pregnancy with Emilio, he forgets my birthday for the first time and vanishes without a trace. The housekeeper tells me he's gone to pick up someone important from the airport. I rush there and see him holding flowers, his face full of nervous anticipation, waiting for a woman—one who looks strikingly like me. Later, my brother tells me she's Emilio's first love, the one he can never forget. Emilio defied his parents for her, and he fell apart after she dumped him. He sought out 99 women who resembled her to fill the void. My brother speaks with admiration for Emilio's deep devotion, unaware that I'm one of those stand-ins. I watch Emilio and his first love for a long, long time. Then, I return to the hospital without hesitation. "Doctor, I don't want this child anymore."

An unserem siebten Hochzeitstag saß ich rittlings auf meinem Mafia-Ehemann Lucian und küsste ihn innig. Meine Finger tasteten in der Tasche meines teuren Seidenkleides nach dem Schwangerschaftstest, den ich dort versteckt hatte. Ich wollte ihm die Nachricht meiner unerwarteten Schwangerschaft erst am Ende des Abends mitteilen. Lucians rechte Hand, Marco, fragte mit einem anzüglichen Lächeln auf Italienisch: „Don, dein kleiner Kanarienvogel Sophia – wie schmeckt sie?“ Lucians spöttisches Lachen vibrierte in meiner Brust und ließ mir eiskalte Schauer den Rücken hinunterlaufen. Er antwortete ebenfalls auf Italienisch: „Wie ein unreifer Pfirsich. Frisch und zart.“ Seine Hand streichelte immer noch meine Taille, doch sein Blick war in die Ferne gerichtet. „Behaltet das unter uns. Wenn meine Donna das erfährt, bin ich ein toter Mann.“ Seine Männer grinsten wissend, hoben ihre Gläser und schworen Stillschweigen. Die Wärme in meinem Blut erstarrte Stück für Stück zu Eis. Was sie nicht wussten: Meine Großmutter stammte aus Sizilien, also verstand ich jedes Wort. Ich zwang mich zur Ruhe und bewahrte das perfekte Lächeln einer Donna, doch meine Hand, die das Champagnerglas hielt, zitterte. Anstatt eine Szene zu machen, öffnete ich mein Handy, fand die Einladung zu einem privaten internationalen Medizinforschungsprojekt von vor einigen Tagen und tippte auf „Annehmen“. In drei Tagen würde ich vollständig aus Lucians Welt verschwinden.

I stayed by William Gavin's side for three years and proposed to him three times. He rejected me each time. With a look of utter disdain, he said, "Every time I see that scar on Whitney Spencer's stomach, I remember the baby that died in there. It just makes me think she's dirty." The words pierced my heart like a knife. And yet, I still asked him to marry me a fourth time.

I am staring at the city lights while having a smoke. It’s been a while since the last time I stayed in this condo. “Mist,” the man called me and I just gave him a boring look. “I want—” “Us back again?” sarkastiko kong sabi, tumango siya kaya tumawa ako. “Sorry, but killing is now my passion, so kill that love of yours.” “Isn’t it love is your passion?” naiiyak na sabi niya. “People change, and I ended that passion.” Iniwan ko na siya sa veranda saka nagtungo sa kwarto nag-ayos ng damit isinuot ang agent suit. Again, I am ready to kill. “Love? What the heck is that, I won’t beg, even if he does, hindi na ako papasok sa mundong yon, that place is chaotic, it is poisonous, venomous that can make you feel ill and numb.” Zyra Mist Alejandro, too tired of loving. If come inside of my heart you can only see words saying ‘end of passion’ because love is a killing potion.

Im fünften Jahr ihrer Ehe kam das Geheimnis von Gustav Müllers Geliebter ans Licht. Es war allgemein bekannt. Um ihr den Ruf der „Dreisten“ zu ersparen, kam Gustav mit den Scheidungsunterlagen zu mir und sagte: „Professor Schmidt hat mir damals geholfen. Kurz vor seinem Tod bat er mich, gut auf Jana Schmidt aufzupassen. Jetzt, da diese Sache ans Licht gekommen ist, kann ich nicht einfach wegsehen.“ In all diesen Jahren war Jana immer Gustavs erste Wahl. In meinem früheren Leben hörte ich diese Worte und brach zusammen. Ich schrie, weinte und weigerte mich, mich scheiden zu lassen. Erst als ich an schwerer Depression litt und Gustav, nachdem Jana sagte: „Chloe sieht nicht krank aus“, glaubte, ich täuschte Krankheit vor, um ihn in eine Falle zu locken und zu betrügen, reichte er die Scheidung ein. Da wurde mir klar, dass ich niemals gegen die Person ankommen würde, die ihm geholfen hatte. Verzweifelt nahm ich mir das Leben. Als ich wieder erwachte, unterschrieb ich ohne Zögern die Scheidungsvereinbarung.

Emilia Rutherford thought she left her haunted past behind, until a car crash, a cryptic warning, and a bloody trail bring it roaring back. Now, in a town that feels too quiet and eyes that watch too closely, she’s pulled into a world she never knew existed. Shifters. Blood feuds. Secrets buried under generations of silence. Asher, the quiet farmhand with eyes like gold, knows more than he says. And Victor... the ruthless Alpha with a claim on Emilia’s soul will stop at nothing to make her his. But fate has its own plans. And Emilia may be the key to unraveling everything. When destiny collides with survival, only one truth remains: THE ALPHA MUST DIE!