What Was Fnaf Based Off Of

Napilitang kumapit ni Ayen sa isang bagay na wala siyang alam kung ano ang magiging kinalabasan sa kinahaharap. Para mapagaling ang ina na nanganganib ang buhay sa hospital, tinanggap niya ang alok ng bilyonaryong boss na magpakasal.

Aaron Blazer, PDG brillant et passionné, partage depuis six ans sa vie avec Siara Wod, son amour de jeunesse. Leur histoire, née très tôt, semble sortir d’un conte de fées : succès, tendresse, maison somptueuse… Mais derrière les sourires se cache une faille douloureuse. Aaron rêve de devenir père, tandis que Siara lui confie qu’elle ne souhaite pas d’enfant. Déchiré entre son désir de fonder une famille et l’amour sincère qu’il éprouve pour elle, Aaron tente de garder l’équilibre. Jusqu’au jour où il croise la route d’une écrivaine énigmatique, sensible et farouchement libre… Et si cette rencontre inattendue venait réveiller son cœur d’une toute autre façon ?

They say the Blood Moon Pack are bloodthirsty monsters—merciless and savage. And their Alpha, Killian Nightbane, is the most ruthless of them all. A beast feared across the realm. But there’s one more secret… The Blood Moon Pack is cursed. No member has ever found their true mate. Then came an alliance with a rival pack… and Isabella Hart—an omega traded like a peace offering, sacrificed to a rival pack’s most ruthless Alpha. Fragile. Unwanted. Alone. Everyone believes she is the weakest she-wolf alive. What they don’t know? A rare white wolf stirs inside her—ancient, powerful, and chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. A power she has never fully awakened… a power the world isn’t ready for. Killian never wanted her. His heart already belonged to another—the woman who once saved his life. His duty as Alpha forced him into marriage, so he vowed to destroy Isabella, to make her existence unbearable, to loathe her with every breath. Yet… Every time he touches her, something ignites. A spark too dangerous to ignore. A pull too primal to deny. His wolf doesn’t crave war… It craves her. Hungry. Possessive. Unrelenting. A need that claws beneath his skin, demanding the bond he swore would never exist. And as Isabella steps foot into the Blood Moon territory, the impossible begins to happen— Borders fall to rogues. The curse stirs. And the pack itself shifts around her. Now Killian stands torn between hate and desire, duty and instinct. As Alpha, he must protect his Luna. As a man drowning in resentment… part of him wants to let her burn.

𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙨 𝙞𝙣, 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙜𝙤 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙬… Lior never meant to send the photo. One reckless swipe and his boss, Adrian Valehart, CEO of Valehart Industries, was staring at something that could end both their careers. Adrian was supposed to be untouchable. Married to a powerful socialite. A father. A man with everything to lose. But from the moment he saw Lior’s flushed lips and bare skin on his phone, he couldn’t get him out of his mind. What began as a dangerous mistake turns into an addiction neither can quit. Stolen hours in glass-walled offices. Breathless meetings that end with the door locked. A lust so consuming, it threatens to burn their world down. Adrian’s world is built on power, money, and lies… and Lior is suddenly standing in the middle of it all. When a corporate scandal, a crumbling marriage, and dangerous secrets close in, Lior must decide: run before he’s ruined, or risk everything for a man who was never his to love. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆.

Ben Pine thought he was just a normal country guy going to the city for college... until he decides to stay with his uber-rich gaming friend, Nico Woodman... and drink coffee for the first time. Now he has to figure out what it means to live as a model werewolf and maintain his relationship with his friend, but the vampires that originally had his kind as slaves aren't going to make it easy for him. Cover by Modern_Diary.

My adopted sister, an Omega who has always seemed delicate, harmless, and wolf-less, vanishes the night before full moon. Everyone, including my parents and my mate—the Alpha who's supposed to protect me—blames me for driving her away. They drag me to the Memory Offering altar, bind my wolf in silver chains, and demand the truth from my memories. Little do they know that my body has been laced with 99 silver needles, buried deep under my skin, each one driven in by the hand of the innocent girl they adore the most. The silverbane has seeped through my blood, eating away at my bones and my wolf spirit. I don't have long. So, I seize control. I invoke the oldest rite in the pack, the Memory Offering, to let them see the truth with their own eyes. For three years, I've been the one who was framed, humiliated, and tortured. Meanwhile, my so-called gentle sister is the real monster behind it all. By the time the truth is revealed, the silverbane has devoured my soul. Bathed in the blinding white light of the rite, I die on that cold, stone altar, with a pain that cuts to the bone and a peace that feels almost like freedom.

"No," I protested, my voice shaking. "I won't go." Derrick's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Oh, but you will," he said. "In fact, you leave in two days." "You can't make me," I said, my voice trembling. Even if I was bound, I would never give in to his request. I would not be another one of the long line of concubines of the devil himself. Derrick leaned forward, his eyes blazing with intensity. "Oh, but I can," he whispered. "And I will." Ariana's life is shattered when her father is brutally murdered and she's forced into a betrothal with the ruthless Alpha King Ryker, a man cursed to kill any woman who bears his child. But as they work through their unfamiliar bond, secrets and lies threaten to destroy them. Can Ariana uncover the truth behind her father's death and Ryker's curse before it's too late, or will their love become the very thing that destroys them?

During a company team-building event, I collapse from a seafood allergy. Yet my fiance, Frederick Scott, rushes Beatrice Sutton, who only twisted her ankle, to the hospital. I come close to dying because I don't get treatment in time. Later, Frederick explains, "Beatrice is my best friend's sister. He's seriously ill now, and I promised him I'd take care of his sister. I swear I'll keep my distance from her from now on." This isn't the first time I've heard an excuse like that. On our fifth anniversary, Beatrice accidentally deleted a work file and burst into tears out of worry. When Frederick heard about it, he left me stranded on a mountain and drove back to the office himself. I spent a whole day and night walking home through the rain. On Christmas, Beatrice's house lost power. Frederick was worried that she might be scared of being alone, and he rushed over to her place without even telling me, leaving me out in the snow waiting for him until dawn. These kinds of things have happened countless times. Afterward, he always brushes them off with the same excuse. I've long since lost all faith in him and no longer believe a single word he says. I pick up my phone and call the company that keeps reaching out to me. "I've decided to accept your offer from last time. I'll bring the core technology with me."

Amaya was the innocent daughter of Alpha James, a cruel and vicious Alpha. She gave up everything to stop his cruelty, all for love. But instead of being rewarded, she was betrayed. Her mate rejected her. Her best friend turned against her. Then she was sold off to Alpha Caius, the deadly warlord people call Death, and her father’s nemesis. Now trapped in his cold, dangerous world, Amaya refuses to break, even when Caius pushes her to the edge. But behind his cold eyes is something more, something old, dark, and deeply broken. And Amaya might be the only one who can reach it… or she might be destroyed trying. Because no one escapes the Alpha of the South. And an omega like Amaya was never meant to survive him, let alone change his fate.

Cocky, arrogant, and dropped dead gorgeous: That described my boss, Mr. Craft, to a T. His thick hair, cold blue eyes and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move onto bigger and better things. The only problem was; Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, meant more opportunities would arise. I’d been the only female intern to land a job directly under him, and was also the only one who hadn’t slept with him. I knew he was promiscuous with the tall and leggy blondes that breezed into his office looking immaculate, then scurried back out with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and unbuttoned blouses. I'd ignore the magnetic pull of chemistry and curiosity between us. Unless it came to my advantage.