Twilight Fanfiction Edward And Bella Mates At First Sight

I, Celine Walsh, and my dear sister, Caroline Walsh, became Pregnancy Maidens, who were fertile for merfolk, through the ingestion of special elixirs. We were betrothed to the merfolks through a political marriage. In my previous life, I had chosen a silver-finned merman who was powerfully built, but rough on the eyes. With him, I gave birth to several black-finned mer-children that were prized pedigree. Through them, I was elevated to the status of Crown Princess, enjoying a life of luxury and a prolonged lifespan of several centuries. Meanwhile, Caroline, who picked the purple-finned merman only ever gave birth to red-finned mer-children, which was considered the lowest of lows. For that, she became the laughingstock of the merfolk. Driven to madness by her jealousy, she took my inner pearl, turned me into minced meat and fed me to the fishes. When I finally opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day of my wedding. This time, Caroline quickly chose the silver-finned merman without any hesitation. Unbeknownst to her, rising to power through her children was not as easy as she had imagined. The silver-finned merman was a promiscuous and depraved one, the very embodiment of cruelty. His favorite activity? Torturing a pregnant lady…

My fiancé's first love was taking photos on a cliff before the landslide. To save her, he actually left me behind on the crumbling edge. I pleaded with him to save me. "Lucy isn't physically strong—she can't handle this alone. You've always been resilient. I'll get Lucy to safety first, then come back for you." Their silhouettes vanished over the ridge. After a brief commotion, everything went silent. Including me, with my freshly sprained ankle. When he saw the news of my death, he completely fell apart.

The day after my Alpha mate's precious childhood sweetheart Sage accused me of sending rogue wolves to attack her, my mate Kael, along with our two sons, suspended my brother above a massive cauldron of boiling silver, threatening to throw him into the molten metal that would burn him alive. I went insane, rushing toward them, but the pack warriors held me back with iron grips. "Do you understand your mistake now?" Kael stood nearby in his perfectly tailored suit, his eyes cold as winter frost, his voice laced with ice. "Will you ever dare to hurt Sage again?" "I didn't attack her!" I cried, struggling against the warriors' hold. "Kael, let my brother go! He's only eighteen! He just got accepted to Harvard!" Five-year-old River crossed his small arms, his face emotionless. "The evidence is clear. Why are you still lying?" Four-year-old Stone nodded along, his tone innocent yet cruel. "Mommy, if you're so scared of Uncle dying, you shouldn't have attacked Aunt Sage. She's our precious one." My heart contracted violently. Sage was their precious one. Then what was I? What did I mean to them? I looked toward Kael, hoping he might spare my brother for the sake of our years as mates. But he only stared at me coldly, his gaze like he was looking at a complete stranger. I suddenly laughed, though tears streamed down my face. They thought it was just a dummy tied up there and they were just trying to scare me. They didn't realize that Sage had someone switch out that dummy. What's frying in the silver now is my dear little brother. In the boiling silver, my brother's body was already burned beyond recognition. But when I completely gave up and left, why did three men kneel down and beg me to come back?

On my birthday, Connor Simpson's first love jumped off a building due to depression. She died on the spot. Connor blamed everything on me. I never celebrated my birthday again after she died. After the murderer electrocuted me for more than ten hours, they forced me to call Connor. "Connor, it's my 25th birthday today. Can you come over and spend time with me?" However, Connor did not notice anything unusual. His voice was laced with venomous iciness. "Clarisse Winter, Audrey wouldn't have died if it weren't for you. How dare you ask me to celebrate your birthday? If only you were the one who died." I heard him coaxing a woman on the other end just before he hung up on me. That low and gentle tone was what I loved to hear the most in the past. That night, the murderer cut my body into countless pieces, packed them in bags, and threw them in front of the police station. Connor was summoned back overnight. He spent two days and two nights piecing together the body parts, but he did not realize that the dead person was the wife that he hated the most.

Edward Poletto, a feared mafia king, rules his vast empire with an iron fist. One day, while inspecting his vineyard, he meets Cecilia, a beautiful and humble grape picker. For the first time in his life, Edward feels the stirrings of love, something entirely foreign to his cold, calculating heart. He approaches Cecilia, hoping to win her affection, but she rejects him, revealing that she already has a lover. Used to getting whatever he wants, Edward is consumed by rage and jealousy. In a fit of fury, he murders Cecilia's lover, leaving her devastated and alone. With no one left to protect her, Edward forces Cecilia to marry him, dragging her into a life of luxury that feels more like a prison. Though she now lives in a grand mansion, Cecilia feels trapped in a hellish existence. Edward’s cruel and possessive nature makes her life unbearable, yet behind his rough exterior lies a deep, unspoken love for her. Unable to show his true feelings, he chooses control and domination, believing it’s the only way to keep her by his side. As Cecilia struggles to survive in this dark world, she begins to see glimpses of the man Edward hides beneath his hardened exterior, torn between fear, hatred, and the faintest hope for something more.

After five years of self-imposed exile, Alex returns with a vengeance, determined to seized back the fragments of the existence he once cherished.little did he know , on that very day Venassa would reappear, electrifying his world with a magnetic field like never before. Cought in the whirlwind of emotions, Alex couldn't hold back the overwhelming desire he felt for Venassa . Without a moment hesitation he vowed to make her his again, to reignite the flame of their once untamed passion. But Alas , he soon realized that the journey to reclaim her heart would demand much more than he had anticipated. And just as the light of triumph began to flicker within Alex's grasp, The sinister demon that had cast him into exile resurfaced from the depths of darkness. Bound by the treacherous shackles of his tumultuous past, he stood at a crossroads, torn between two irreconcilable choices: The woman who held his heart in her delicate hands , or the fragile remnants of his shattered life. Is dear old Venassa worth risking it all ? or would he break her again? Just what other demons lurk in the dark waiting to strike ? And Would Venassa still want him if she knows?

Rejected the second time by Marcelo the man she loves, Anaya flees the country. She's determined not to end up like her mom who was continuously begging her scum of a father for love. But what happens when a one night stand four years later leads her back to him? Only that this time, he swears never to let her go, for he realized she was his cure to a weak libido, his breath of fresh air in a very polluted world, he realized she fell first but he had fallen harder. EXTRACT " Have I ever told you that your smile is beautiful?"   " I'm pretty sure all I ever heard from you was that I should stop smiling at your friends, must have been because you were afraid I'd scare them off with my smile." She replied as she laughed out, trying to make the conversation light.   " that's not true_although you're right about one thing."   " You mean the part where I scare them off with my smile?"   " Nope, the part where I was afraid."   " Afraid that I'd scare them off with my smile?"   " Why are you so bent on the scary smile?" He asked while laughing   " Cause I'm sure that's the case." " Well you're wrong, I was afraid that you would stop smiling at me and smile more at my friends.....I was jealous I guess."

Sa araw ng kasal ko, dumating ang first love ng fiance ko sa wedding ceremony suot ang parehong haute couture gown na gaya ng sa akin. Pinanood ko silang tumayo ng magkasama sa entrance, binabati ang mga bisita na para bang sila ang bride at groom. Nanatili akong mahinahon, pinuri ko sila, sinabi ko na bagay sila sa isa’t isa—maganda at matalino, itinadhana sila para sa isa’t isa. Napaluha ang babae at umalis. Gayunpaman, ang fiance ko, ay hindi nagdalawang-isip na ipahiya ako sa harap ng lahat, inakusahan niya ako na mapaghiganti at makitid ang pag-iisip. Noong matapos ang wedding banquet, umalis siya para sa dapat sana ay honeymoon namin—at siya ang kasama niya. Hindi ako nakipagtalo o gumawa ng eksena. Sa halip, palihim akong nag-book ng appointment para sa abortion.

“I, Leila the wolfless, reject you, Alpha Tatum as my mate and I denounce you as my Alpha! You are free to be with her.” “Leila….I just thought—” “Don’t! Where were you when I got the news of our child? With her! Where were you when I was kidnapped? With her! And today? You took her to the hospital, leaving me to bleed out on the street, and now you ask me, why didn’t I tell you that when you left today, you were taking the life of our child?” All the years of sour jealousy, bitterness, pain and vain waiting burst out of Leila. In front of her is her Alpha, her husband, her first and only love, her saviour...and also the man who pushed her into hell with his own hands.

Since childhood, Astin Kier Hernandez has loved Laura Miller. But it was a one-sided love. Laura never had feelings for him. Still, he didn’t give up; he guarded her closely all through college. Out of gratitude to his family, Laura agreed when he proposed in front of their parents. He knew she wouldn’t refuse because of gratitude to their family. He thought he was the happiest man that day. He was wrong. Laura admitted she already had a boyfriend, Gael. But Astin didn’t allow the wedding plans to be canceled. Learning this, he rushed to set the wedding date. On their wedding day, Laura didn’t show up, and that was his first heartbreak. One-sided love is torture. For months, he disappeared from everyone’s radar, leaving behind his comfortable life. To forget, he joined the military, spending four years in training. After that, his team was deployed abroad on their first mission, which lasted longer than expected. Eight years is a long time, so he returned to the Philippines. He and Laura crossed paths once again. But he was no longer the Astin who was hopelessly in love with her. How many women had he left heartbroken whenever he was reassigned to a different place? But how could he now avoid the woman who did nothing but apologise and try to win him over every day? And how long could she endure his cold treatment?