What To Read After Harry Potter

I was the person Henry Johnson, the head of the San Nello mafia, loved more than anyone else. He loved me with absolute devotion. During our three years of marriage, he spoiled me endlessly and treated me like a princess. Yet this same man, who claimed to love me so deeply, divorced me three times, each time for the sake of his childhood sweetheart. The first time, intimate photos of them at the airport went viral. That very night, he placed the divorce papers in front of me. "Selena," he said, "Melanie's father once saved my life. I can't allow her to be condemned as a homewrecker. Let's divorce for now. Once this storm passes, we'll remarry." With my heart in pieces, I signed the papers and prepared to leave. However, at the airport, Henry stopped me. He broke down in front of me and begged, "I've already taken care of the media. Melanie has gone abroad again. I've repaid everything I owed her family. Please don't leave. Let's get married again." His tearful pleas softened my resolve. That was the first time I forgave him. The second time, he came to me looking utterly worn out. "Melanie was implicated by her boyfriend and ended up in prison," he said. "I need to bail her out as her spouse. Once she's free, we'll remarry right away." I believed him. That time, he kept his promise. He returned and remarried me. The third time, he lowered his head and hesitated, unable to look me in the eye. "Melanie is about to give birth," he said. "An unwed pregnancy would destroy her modeling career. I have to help her. This will be the last time. Once the child is settled, we'll remarry. I promise this will never happen again." I looked at him for a long time. In the end, I answered softly, "Okay." However, on the day we were meant to register our marriage again, I never appeared. Any love I still had was worn away bit by bit. In the end, I left for good, taking with me not only a broken heart, but also the unborn heir he would never know.

On the day of my mating ceremony with my Alpha mate, Derek, his childhood sweetheart Victoria returned. Victoria, using her supposed silver poisoning as an excuse for needing care, crashed our ceremony. She snatched my mate away, turning me into a laughingstock for the entire pack. Derek, seemingly unconcerned, said, "She's silver-poisoned. Her body's weak. Don't overthink it." He carried her to the pack healer, leaving me alone and humiliated. I yanked off the silver pendant he'd given me when he chose me as his mate. As I tossed it aside, it sliced my palm. To my horror, the small cut didn't heal. Instead, blood flowed freely. Because I was the one truly poisoned by silver. Derek didn't know. Months ago, during a rogue wolf attack, I'd taken a silver bullet meant for him. I survived, but my wolf lost her healing ability forever. Later, I overheard the usually strong and calm Alpha yelling at the pack healer, "How did you miss this? If anything happens to my Luna, none of you will survive!"

In my last international car racing championship, the front tire of my car suddenly burst, causing the car to roll over. The cars behind me collided with me one by one. After 99 times, I was unrecognizable from the impacts. Just as I reached out to my boyfriend for help by instinct, he kicked me away, my body covered in blood and flesh. “Don't dirty my newly tailored clothes today.” He turned around, picked up the champion who had just crossed the finish line, and spun her around, smiling and saying: “Sharon, only the championship trophy is worthy of you. I will remove all obstacles for you.” Blood stained my entire body. Watching the two of them embrace as the sun set, I felt numb and desperate. What he didn't know was that among these red stains was the child who had just come into this world. At that moment, I gave up on continuing to love him.

Wounded Butterfly Series I "Letting go of someone you love is not a sign of being weak, it is really a sign of being brave enough of letting someone be free even if it means of breaking you." - Samantha. Mara Samantha Montesor Gilmore is a strong woman with a good heart. She'll definitely take the pain of being an unwanted wife than letting the man she loves be deceit by someone else. She would rather hurt herself for the sake of him, that's how selfless she is -- she even made a promise to herself that she will never leave him, that she will always stay even if it hurts like hell. But how could she keep her promise and just stay by his side when there's this one reason for her to run away and leave him?

Author’s Note: Hi loves! I’ve gone back through this story and given it a full polish— If you’ve read it before, you’ll notice differences starting from Chapter one 👀✨ June and Adrien’s love story  Rated 🔞🔞🔞 Moving to Briarwood Hills with her mom and little brother Joey should have been a fresh start for Nineteen year old June. But instead, she's dragged to a shoddy underground club by her new friend where she is dared by the friend to do the unthinkable, fuck Adrien. A cold, notorious, devastatingly hot mafia bad boy of Briarwood Hills. And she does without holding back. However the next morning, when June arrived for breakfast with her new family nothing could have prepared her for the boy who walked in. Adrian her new brother, the very devastatingly handsome cold man who fucked her notoriously took her virginity and left her wanting to be spread open again by him. But Adrien doesn’t seem like last night meant anything to him as he only drags her into his room, giving her three rules Rule number one  Forget what happened last night. Rule number two Stay the fuck away from me and my business. Rule number three If you’re already growing my kid, take it out. But how the hell is June supposed to forget him, when all she can think about is how bad she wants him in her again? Trigger Warning  For mature audience only 🔞 Repeat - for mature audience only 🔞

A 19-year-old girl, Wendy Young, invites a 20-year-old-homeless man, Lucas Kim, into her life. Spending all their time with each other, Wendy couldn’t help but fall in love with him, but with everything going down, will it all go well?

"We are not meant for each other, cause you're not mine and I'm not yours to begin with."- Kseniya "I can surrender everything just for you to be mine. I can do destruction to the heaven and underworld to let them know that your mine to begin with."- UNKNOWN

Dahil tutol si Shan na ipakasal siya ng kanyang madrasta sa matandang mayaman na pinagkakautangan ng malaki nang namayapa niyang ama kaya tumakas siya sa bahay nila. While escaping she is almost hit by a car. But luckily, a dazzling lights that comes out from inside her bag saved her life before she fainted. Nang pagbalikan siya ng malay ay natuklasan niyang nasa loob na siya ng paborito niyang komiks kung saan kamukha niya ang piping anak ng isang ministro sa palasyo na nakatakdang ikasal sa prinsipe ng kahariang iyon na kilala hindi lamang sa pagiging matapang kundi maging sa hitsura nitong nakakatakot. Shan has no choice but to marry the prince. Despite of their differences they learn to trust and love each other in the process. Ngunit paano kung matuklasan ni Prinsipe Cane ang isang katotohanan tungkol sa pagkatao niya na hindi nito kayang tanggapin? May forever ba para sa kanilang dalawa ni Prinsipe Cane gayong magkaiba sila ng mundo at hindi naman siya forever na mananatili sa mundong iyon?

To save my family, I was dying of silver poisoning, my fiancé Marcus, the Alpha who had promised to never abandon me, now wanted to harvest my healthy kidney for my parents' adopted daughter, Celeste. Nobody cares if I live or die So I refused the conservative treatment plan. I injected myself with the witch's life potion. The price? In 72 hours, I would die from complete organ failure. In those three days, I gave my private healing center—the one I'd built with my own hands—to Celeste. Mom and Dad beamed with joy. "Good girl, you've finally grown up. You're taking care of your sister now." Marcus wanted to postpone our wedding to care for Celeste. I accepted it calmly. He praised me for finally being understanding. I even gave up my position as the pack's chief healer to Celeste. My parents and Marcus were so excited they planned to throw her a grand celebration ball. They invited every important person with status in the pack to honor her new role. I was just curious about one thing. After I died, would they shed a single tear for me?

"Rolling my eyes, I turn to see an extremely handsome man with short, styled, black hair staring back at me. His eyes are so dark brown that it appears that they are black. Even though I usually don't like men with a beard and mustache, he looks so hot with it, that I would melt in his hands if he touched me. This man oozes sex from every pore of his body. So much so, that when he accidently brushes my cheek with his hand, goosebumps instantly form on my arms. When I continue to stare at him, I notice that he glances down at my dress and just stares. Realizing why, I try to fold my arms across my chest, but he is standing so close, I can’t move without touching him." Dani as her family calls her lovingly, has always been the quiet mousy type.  She lives her life through books, while everyone else lives their lives to the fullest.  Always watching the world around her, she never quite is able to command the attention of anyone except for her friends and family.  When she finds out that she has to get a job to survive, she goes to the city and ends up working under Mr. knight.  Getting more than she bargains for, in the end is she naughty or nice?