What Happened To Hopper's Daughter In Stranger Things

I was born into a poor low-ranking family within the pack. But through my own hard work, I managed to rise to the position of Gamma in our pack. My parents told me they were getting older and wanted to see the world before their eyesight failed them. So, I used most of my savings—500 thousand dollars—to book a luxurious European trip for the whole family, including a special northern lights cruise. However, before we could leave, my parents' biological daughter heard about our planned trip and announced she was coming along with us. That's when I discovered I was adopted. My parents didn't hesitate for a second. They told me to give up my top floor cruise room that I booked for $5,000 a night to their biological daughter and ordered me to sleep out in the snow during our northern excursions. They completely disregarded the fact that I have a rare condition where extreme cold could trigger my wolf to shift uncontrollably so that I could potentially die from the exposure. Even worse, they demanded that I transfer all MY remaining savings to support their biological daughter’s luxury trip. But worst of all was when Alexander, my mate of three years, sided with them. The man I had supported financially, the wolf the Goddess herself had chosen for me, betrayed me without a second thought. So I canceled the entire trip through the pack's travel agency, took the refunded money, and went traveling for a month to enjoy life on my own. I ignored all their messages through our pack mind-link and stopped responding to any of their demands. That's when my family and Alexander started to panic...

Before I turned eighteen, I was the adored principessa of the Moretti family. That all changed on my eighteenth birthday, when my father brought home an orphan girl named Carina. "She needs a home," my father said. "You will look after her, like a sister." From that moment on, nothing was the same. My brother, who once doted on me, became cold and distant. And my fiancé... his love for me seemed to halve overnight. The family praised Carina for being gentle and obedient, calling her a far better daughter than me, their own flesh and blood. After being cast aside for Carina one too many times, I finally broke and grabbed my father's sleeve. "Does blood mean nothing at all?" My father's fury ignited. He sheltered a tear-stricken Carina behind him, and in front of every member of the family, he struck me across the face. "You selfish waste. I wish I'd never had you." "You bring shame to this family," my brother Marco's voice was as cold as a blade. "Get out." And my fiancé, Vincent, looked at me with disappointment,"If only it had been Carina I was engaged to from the start." They thought I would grovel at their feet, like I always did. But I said nothing, just walked to the family safe, removed the official documents, and drew a single line through my name. I took the engagement ring from my finger and placed it on the table. I gave Carina everything they felt I didn't deserve. After all, I only had a few days left to live. But they had no idea then that amid the ruins of the Moretti family, they would one day kneel in the rain and plead for my return.

She looked at her with contempt, her red heels clicking on the ground. A sinister smile is plastered on her face full of malice. "Whatever you do, he's mine. Even if you go back in time, he's always be mine." Then the man beside the woman with red heels, snaked his hands on her waist. "You'll never be my partner. You're a trash!" The pair walked out of that dark alley and left her coughing blood. At the last seconds of her life, her lifeless eyes closed. *** Jade angrily looked at the last page of the book. She believed that everyone deserves to be happy. She heard her mother calling for her to eat but reading is her first priority. And so, until she felt dizzy reading, she fell asleep. *** Words she can't comprehend rang in her ears. She's now the 'Heather' in the book. [No, I won't change the story. I'll just watch on the sidelines.] This is what she believed not until... "Stop slandering Heather unless you want to lose your necks." That was the beginning of her new life as a character. Cover Illustration: JEIJANDEE (follow her on IG with the same username) Release Schedule: Every Saturday NOTE: This work is undergoing major editing (grammar and stuffs) and hopefully will be finished this month, so expect changes. Thank you~!

Nick Carter was 1/5 member of a music group, and they were getting ready to head out on tour, with his soon to be fiancé Terri and with the security team; the one problem? The head of security was none other than his ex wife, Theresa Carter. What drama could possibly unfold with her, and their set of twins? After all, Theresa was over their divorce and knew that Terri was coming along; Theresa was over the fact that Terri was Nick’s mistress through the end of their marriage as well. But being security goes just beyond protecting the stars, it’s also protecting their image. And someone in their close knit group is doing illegal things. And with certain members already on the verge of losing their contract with their management, it’s up to Theresa to figure out who it is. But when the signs start to point to Nick's current fiancé , it looks more like Theresa is showing jealousy rather than doing her job. It probably didn’t help that Theresa had changed her style to try and seduce her ex husband back to her , and this was a point that everyone knew about, including Terri. As the tedious tour goes on, there are more than just drugs stirring up trouble with everyone. Nick was under the impression that Terri adored his kids, yet the more he’s around her and his kids at the same time, the more he’s seeing traits he does not like with Terri; would that be the end for him and her? And the more he questions, the more the sight of his ex wife is filling him with happiness and a longing that he thought was long gone since their significant loss and heartache. Could Theresa really claim what’s hers, stays hers?

Roxanne awakens with no memory of her past, only the instincts of a wolf and scars that screams of a life on the run. Rescued after a near-fatal accident, she’s told she is the long-lost daughter of the Beta. At first, she believed them. But when she meets her fated mate, the Beta’s son, doubt takes root. Could she really be the lost daughter, mated to her elder brother? Or is this all a carefully woven lie by those she might have been running from?

I was separated from my family at a young age and was adopted by my adoptive parents, who treated me very well. The day I turned eighteen and became an adult, my biological parents called me and begged me to meet them. Even though I had not seen them for years, I decided to fly to the city where they lived for a meetup. On the day I arrived, I shopped for gifts to give them as a gesture of goodwill, all while waiting for my biological brother to come and pick me up. When I finally picked up the gifts, a young woman decided to take them for herself. “I want the smoking pipe, the tie, and the necklace she’s holding!” She signaled to the shop assistant with a quirk of her lips, and the latter snatched the gift boxes from me. “Hey, I saw them first!” I was furious, but she looked me up and down with a sneer. “All these items are from the most expensive brands in the store. They cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. Can a penniless loser like you afford them? “I am the daughter of the Ferrero family. My older brother is the heir of the Roccia Gang, the city's most powerful gang. Over here, no one dares fight me over things I’ve set my eyes on.” ‘Ferrero? Isn’t that my biological family?’ I thought. As it turned out, she was the girl my parents had adopted after they lost me. I raised an eyebrow and called my older brother, who was coming to pick me up. “Hey, your adopted sister snatched the gifts I bought for you all. What’re you going to do about it?”

She was supposed to be just a pawn in the games of throne that I played. A nanny for my Damian and perhaps also a little entertainment in my bedchamber as well. Why then did I have to risk it all for her sake? Why then was I willing to take a second chance? She was just a human. I had not felt this way even for my queen, a mighty dragon. *** Draco was a ruthless Dragon King who only cared about power and position. He and Liana were no match. The only thing connecting them was Damian. Damian was Draco's son from his deceased wife, Kiara. And he happened to slip down to the mortal human world. There he was being raised by Liana who saw him as her own son. Things turn difficult when Lucian, Draco's brother start developing feelings towards Liana just like he had for Kiara, in his heart.

In our life we go through many choices , some are easy and some are hard but it's we who make the choices . But what will happen if you have two choices, " Money or Love " yeah it's easy to choose love but is it easy to stand with it for a lifetime ? The story revolves around this question " Money or Love " . Shikha, a 16 year old girl, runs away from her house just to get her parent's attention and maybe love too but her life turns upside down when she meets a guy who was living his life just with his wife and daughter's memories . Her argue to know his story leads her to a wonderful journey of love , a journey where there was a poor orphan boy and a rich dad's princess . The love they shared and the memories they made , just like a couple which the god made . But as it said love is beautiful but not easy , something happens in the guy's life which makes him alone for his lifetime . He kept it a secret from the world and buried it somewhere in his heart .

Lyca, a hybrid born to a wolf mother and a vampire father, lived a life of quiet despair. Ostracized by both worlds, she was powerless and frail, a constant reminder of her imperfection. Then came Zack, the conceited grandson of the most powerful clan leader, who was smitten with Lyca, making her the envy of every girl. Their jealousy fueled a fire of hatred, leading to Lyca’s tragic demise. Damon, a vampire friend, resurrected her, not as the frail hybrid she once was, but as a creature of immense power. Every powerful creature she bit transferred their abilities to her, making her a living arsenal. This transformation made her a target, a treasure trove of potential, coveted by both wolves and vampires. The vampire king, awakened by Lyca’s potent blood, was drawn to her, not by her power, but by something far more primal, something ancient and forbidden. His fear of her existence, her ability to disrupt the ancient balance between vampires and wolves, fueled his desire for her destruction. Now, hunted by both wolves and the vampire king, Lyca was alone, feared, and forced to confront the tapestry of betrayal and power woven into her world. Her transformation was just the beginning. She had a choice: succumb to the darkness, or rise above it, a beacon of strength against the shadows. The power within her blood was a double-edged sword, capable of both salvation and doom. Would she trust herself? Would she rise as a legend, or fall prey to her own power? Lyca's story, one of survival, defiance, and the power of her very existence, was far from over.

“I never wanted you or our daughter.” For five years, I pretended to be in a happy marriage with Andrew Morgan. I left my career to be with this billionaire bachelor to raise a family with him. A family that he never wanted. Of course, I should have known that his heart is still with Eleanor Walsh. Why else would he come chasing after her after she abandoned him for years? I was blind with love, and now my daughter and I are paying the price. “I need you here with me now,” I said. “Our daughter is in danger.” “Eleanor and Lottie need me more!” Andrew snapped. I begged. I cried. None of that mattered to Andrew. Even then, I had hope. I had love. But all of that changed when I found myself alone, with my dead daughter in my arms. “You can spend all your time with Eleanor and Lottie,” I spat at him. “We’re going to be divorced soon!” Andrew caught me by the wrist and stopped me. “You’re not going anywhere. Who said I agreed to the divorce?”