Thomas Solo Leveling

Colter Giordano, mi prometido desde hace seis años, heredero de la familia Giordano, recibió una bala por una bailarina llamada Mia. No la recibió por mí. Una bala me atravesó el hombro. La sangre, caliente y pegajosa, me manchó el vestido. Pero mi corazón dolía más. Me preguntó si estaba bien. Solo una vez. Luego se apresuró a llevar a Mia al hospital, dejándome sangrando en el suelo. Al día siguiente, la foto de Mia apareció en mi feed de Instagram. Ahí estaba ella, en una suite de lujo del hospital. Colter se estaba desviviendo por un rasguño en su brazo que apenas se notaba. El pie de foto era de solo dos palabras: [Mi Héroe.] Le di me gusta a la publicación. Luego hice una llamada encriptada. —La oferta de la familia Falcone —dije—. La acepto. Consígueme un avión a Sicilia. Tres días.

On the night of our wedding, my wife, Carol Lockhart, leaves me and goes to stay at a hotel instead. It's because she's an aloof, arrogant young woman who has always been in love with my younger brother, Thomas Shaffer. Over the next ten years of our marriage, I treat her as sincerely as possible and give her my entire heart, but the only response I get in return is her mockery. "Marcus Shaffer, I would rather be a nun for the rest of my life than fall in love with you!" However, when a heavy truck comes skidding toward me, the woman who has hated me all her life suddenly throws herself at me and shoves me away, saving my life. Before passing out, I see her grabbing the doctor's hand, while blood flows from her mouth, begging, "Don't tell that idiot that I was the one who saved him… "And don't let my parents blame him for my death…" My eyes fill with tears. I finally understand now that she wasn't the only one who made the wrong decision during our wedding. After I'm reborn and given a second chance at life, I decide to join the International Peacekeeping Forces and head out into the war as a frontliner. Since I can no longer live out the rest of my life with her, I wish her a lifetime of happiness, and I hope that we will never meet again.

Heartbroken Caroline Haysbert, after getting dumped and cheated on by her ex-boyfriend and her best friend, left the city to fix her broken heart by taking a break from regular life, where she came across Artemis Thomas Gosling, who was determined to make her HIS after realizing that she was his mate and also to discover the hidden identity of her. *** “I won the bet,” Caroline said. “I told you that if you will come here without me by your side, then all woman will surely try to throw herself at you. After all, you’re so famous and rich, Artemis.” Wrapping his hand around her, he played with her and spoke with a smirk, “I promise, from now onwards, I will never ever leave your side. And just because I lost the bet, I’m all yours till eternity.” With this, he slammed his lips against Caroline’s. ‘Holycow! Did he really need to kiss me to act that we are actually together?’ She screamed in her mind. “I think you took that drama too seriously.” She spoke later. “No.” Artemis was quick to revert. “I just know how to keep promises. And I don’t make promises to break.” Sensing the seriousness in Artemis's tone, Caroline almost forgot to breathe. Book 2: My Mate is a Witch Book 1: Billionaire's Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Completed) *** Follow me on social media. Search ‘sprachi12’

On the day of the World Rally Championship finals, I pressed the accelerator to the floor, ready for the final dash. The next moment, the engine exploded in a deafening roar, and thick smoke instantly filled the cockpit. Flames spread toward the fuel tank. I yanked at the door, desperate to jump out, but the handle wouldn’t budge, and the brakes felt welded in place. In that instant of despair, my husband’s voice came through the comms. “Attention, all teams, no need to rescue her. My wife is the Iron Racer! “For today’s live broadcast challenge, let’s see if she can drive this burning car across the finish line!” His co-commentator, recently recruited onto the team, chimed in with excitement. “Thomas, the sponsor just confirmed! As long as Jane holds on to the end, they’ll increase investment. I can get a permanent spot!” I understood instantly then that the husband on the commentary platform I had supported for years was using my life to pave the way for his mistress. Smoke clawed at my throat. However, I forced down the dizziness and begged, “For the sake of all our years together…” Only for him to cut me off with irritation. “Save your energy for driving. You’re skilled. Just hold on a little longer. Mandy’s promotion depends entirely on you.” The cockpit had become an inferno; my skin searing with every second. I gripped the blistering wheel, steering through the smoke for the last time. This time, my finish line was the commentary platform where the two of them were huddled together.

What will you do if you suddenly find out that you are betrothed with the king of the alpha gang when you are just a mere human? And it was prophesied long ago when you were not even born.... The two rival alpha kings of two different clans are prophesied to be the mate of the mere human, Ruth who will bear a child with one of them. The child - half human, half wolf will be the king of kings of all era. The two alpha kings - Alexander and Thomas - both want to behold and possess the power whom no one ever had. But was that truly a prophecy for which they were ready to sacrifice everything? Or just merely an old saying? And what about Ruth and Adam who are madly in love with one another in the mortal human world? " Leave me alone! " Ruth screamed with rage and fury. " Why have you taken me here? " Her big beautiful eyes shone with fear when she saw the dark silhouette behind her came to light infront of her. " You...." Looking at the dark shadow, she froze at her spot. " Yes,me. And here you are, my would be bride who will bear my child in her womb. " Crazy laughter broke out the whole castle. " No! Let go of me! Adam! " Ruth screamed when she saw the dark shadow coming directly towards her slow by slow. She tried to get up but could not as she was tied up with the pillar. " Adam! " Her voice went meek as she was fainting gradually, looking at the shadow coming close to her little by little....

Ma meilleure amie et moi avons épousé les héritiers d'une grande famille fortunée. J'ai dit « oui » à l'aîné, Alexandre, un brillant chirurgien, tandis qu'elle s'est unie au cadet, Thomas, un PDG aussi brillant que glacial. Le jour de notre mariage, Alexandre s'est volatilisé pour aider son ex à retrouver son chien perdu. Un comble ! Ma grand-mère, sous le choc, a fait une crise cardiaque. J'ai supplié Alexandre de revenir pour la sauver. « Tu as perdu la tête, Emma ? » m'a-t-il lancé, furieux. « Tu serais prête à maudire ta seule famille pour me faire revenir ? Chloé est désespérée, son chien a disparu. On peut toujours reporter la cérémonie. » Ce jour-là, elle a retrouvé son stupide animal, mais moi, j'ai perdu ma grand-mère à jamais. Je me suis effondrée en larmes. À mon réveil, j'ai regardé Juliette droit dans les yeux : « Je vais demander le divorce. Et toi ? » Elle m'a serrée contre elle, les joues ruisselantes : « Moi aussi, c'est fini. » Quand les frères Lefèvre ont reçu nos demandes de divorce, ils ont pleuré comme des enfants...

Mi esposo, Alejandro Ruiz, cayó del tercer piso, no solo se rompió las dos piernas, sino que también se lastimó en su parte íntima. Y yo, lejos de preocuparme, lo llevé al hospital más alejado. Todo se remontaba a mi vida anterior: Alejandro se había lastimado a propósito con tal de que su amiga de la infancia, Sofía López, quien realizaba sus prácticas en el hospital, pudiera acumular suficiente experiencia práctica y consolidar su puesto. Para lograrlo, eligió lanzarse desde el tercer piso. Luego, deliberadamente evitó el hospital más cercano y me obligó a conducir tres mil kilómetros para que Sofía lo atendiera. Al considerar que ella solo era una estudiante que había entrado al hospital por contactos y no tenía las credenciales para operar, rechacé su propuesta. Pero él me abofeteó con fuerza y dijo: —¡Solo quiero usar mis heridas para ayudarla! ¿Acaso no tienes ni un poco de empatía? Ante su terquedad, temí que el retraso arruinara sus piernas para siempre. Llamé a su madre para convencerlo. Sin embargo, Sofía, al no obtener el puesto, avergonzada y llena de rabia, se suicidó saltando en el hospital. Alejandro, gracias a la atención oportuna, salvó sus piernas. Pero el día del alta, cuando fui a recogerlo con alegría, él me atropelló con el auto, matándome en el acto. Antes de morir, le cuestioné con rabia, pero él me miró con desdén: —Si no hubieras impedido que ayudara a Sofía, ¡ella no habría muerto! Al abrir los ojos de nuevo, me encontré de vuelta en el día en que mi esposo se rompió las piernas.

La amante con VIH y el esposo que pagará caro. A Sabrina, el gran amor de Roberto, le diagnosticaron VIH en el hospital donde yo trabajaba. Faltando a mi ética médica, se lo conté a él. Pero Roberto pensó que lo estaba engañando. No solo me difamó, acusándome de la muerte de un paciente, lo que me llevó a la cárcel, sino que después también diluyó un abortivo en mi leche. Con ocho semanas de embarazo, sufrí una hemorragia masiva. Le supliqué ayuda, pero me apartó de una patada. —Por fin, dejarás de ser un impedimento para que Sabri y yo estemos juntos. Al abrir los ojos de nuevo, estaba de vuelta en el fatídico día en que a Sabrina le habían diagnosticado VIH. Y, esta vez, no solo guardé silencio, sino que además le pedí el divorcio a Roberto. Después de todo, él la amaba tanto… Tenía que dejarlos ser felices juntos.

Fui a una sola fiesta en mi nuevo vecindario de ricos. Solo una. Y después de eso, mi vecina Brenda me demandó. En el tribunal, sostenía entre sus brazos a su hija golpeada y llena de moretones, Tiffany. Acusó a mi hijo de violación. A mitad de la audiencia, Tiffany se bajó el cuello de la blusa. Marcas rojas le rodeaban el cuello. —Intentó arrancarme los pantalones —sollozó—. Quiso forzarme. Yo me defendí. Entonces me golpeó. ¡Me arruinó la cara! Afuera del juzgado, manifestantes levantaban carteles, llamando a mi hijo basura humana, un niño rico malcriado. En internet, un “memorial” editado con Photoshop sobre mí se volvió viral. El texto decía: "Una madre incompetente debería morir junto a su hijo." Las acciones de mi empresa se desplomaron. Pero yo solo me quedé sentada. Con el rostro inexpresivo. Y pedí que trajeran a mi hijo, Cooper. Las puertas de la sala se abrieron. Cooper entró. Y todos se quedaron congelados.

Para kay Josephine Thomas, ang arranged marriage niya kay Nicholas Herrera ay hindi isang sakripisyo kundi isang katuparan ng matagal na niyang pangarap. Mahal niya ito mula pa noon pa man. Kahit alam niyang isa lang siyang ampon at ginamit ng pamilya niya para sa negosyo, hindi siya nagreklamo. Kahit malamig si Nicholas at hindi siya minahal pabalik, tiniis niya ang sakit. Ngunit ang akala niyang magiging daan para mahalin siya ng asawa ay siya ring sumira sa kanya. Sa araw na balak niyang sabihin kay Nicholas na buntis siya, nakita niya ito sa ospital, kasama ang babaeng totoong minamahal nito. At sa harap ng mga mata niya, narinig niya ang pinaka-masakit na salita. “Magpapakasal na kami, Josephine. Magpa-file na ako ng divorce.” Gumuho ang mundo niya, pero hindi siya sumuko. Kahit delikado para sa puso niya, pinili niyang ituloy ang pagbubuntis. Hanggang sa isang araw, nawala siya sa buhay ni Nicholas… at hindi na muling lumingon. Apat na taon ang lumipas, at muling nagkrus ang mga landas nila. Sa pagkakataong ito, si Nicholas na ang humahabol. Puno ng pagsisisi, gustong bumawi. Pero may puwang pa ba siya sa puso ni Josephine? O huli na ang lahat para sa kanilang dalawa?