Why Didn't Sansa Go With The Hound

I spend three torturous years in a dark underground cell after taking the fall for Cole Greyhouse, a member of the nobility. He once held my hand tightly and tearfully promised that he would wait for me to return. Then, he would take my hand in marriage. However, he doesn't show up on the day I'm released from prison. I head to the palace to look for him, but all I see is him with his arm around another woman. He also has a mocking smile on his face. "Do you really think a former convict like you deserves to become a member of the royal family?" Only then do I understand that he's long since forgotten about the three years he was supposed to wait for me. I'm devastated, and my heart dies. I accept the marriage my family has arranged for me. On the big day, Cole crashes my wedding with his comrades and laughs raucously. "Are you that desperate to be my secret lover, Leah? How dare you put on a wedding gown meant for a royal bride to force me into marriage? You're pathetic!" Just then, his uncle, Fenryr Greyhouse, the youngest Alpha King in Lunholm's history, hurriedly arrives. He drapes a shawl around my shoulders and slides a wedding ring onto my finger. That's when Cole panics.

What happens when the past comes back to haunt you... but prettier? --- Eleven years ago, Anastasia Hayes ran from Pack Eviscera with blood on her hands and guilt burning in her throat, swearing she'd bury the past beneath ambition and cold distance. Now a rising lawyer with power in her stride and secrets buried underneath a cold exterior, Ana thinks she's untouchable. Until her heat hits, wrong place, worst time, in a hotel room far from home. Desperate and delirious, she does the unthinkable. She marks a Dominant Alpha. A stranger. In a world where Omegas are silenced, sold, and shamed, claiming an Alpha could get her killed or worse… claimed back. But what she doesn't know is: The Alpha isn’t a stranger. He’s the one person she was never meant to touch. The boy she left behind, now a man; and not just any man, but the Bratva’s king. What could possibly go wrong? Right? *** “Tit for tat peaches.” he murmured, dragging his thumb over my bottom lips, “You let me do what I want, where I want it, how I want it, and I'll do what you ask.” My breath hitched, “What are you talking about? You know I can't…” Hermes sighed and began to turn away, “Deals off then.” “Wait!” I grabbed his hand before he could make another step. “Hermes…let's bargain okay…?” He grinned, leaned in so the heat of his breath brushed my ear, “No can't do, Peaches…” his fingers slipped under my waistband. I whimpered. “Now I get to ruin you back.”

A sixteen year old girl whose life is full of problems, issues, suffering and any other words that you can think of which only implies a messed up situation, found a knight with chinito eyes in a very unique scene. But there came a day where fate takes place to ruin the perfect setting with the use of present revelations in each other's lives. Will this girl able to conquer these obstacles and fight for her love? Or she will ever thought that leaving this world will be the most suitable solution to the arising quagmire?

I suffered from a skin condition. I scratched myself in the library, and millions of netizens spammed my private inbox. Only then did I find out that a girl accused me of harassing her. I took out my diagnostic report to defend my innocence, but the girl cried pitifully. “You really know how to make an excuse for yourself! How could someone innocent like me frame you?” Even my elder brother spoke up for her! “Why would she frame you of all people? Can’t you take a look at yourself?” I could not bear the cyberbullying, and I died from a sudden heart attack the day before the court hearing. My grandfather could not accept my death, and he collapsed into a coma. My parents cut off ties with my brother before they committed suicide at home. Meanwhile, the girl did not just successfully make her way into graduate school, but she also dug open my grave and used my ashes to make fireworks. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when she had asked me to reserve a seat in the library.

Sebuah tanya selalu menghampiri seorang wanita bernama Aina Anindya, semenjak sadar dari koma. Ia terlihat mulai berubah, bukan soal ia meninggalkan kewajibannya sebagai seorang istri. Tapi, sebuah tanya dalam hati yang tidak menemukan sebuah titik terang dan jawaban. Mengingat ia kehilangan sebagian memori ingatannya beberapa bulan belakangan. Ya, semenjak ia mengalami kecelakaan ia kehilangan separuh ingatannya beberapa bulan belakang, dan juga lumpuh. Tapi, hatinya seolah jujur. Ia mengingat setiap perlakuan orang-orang yang menyakitinya, dengan cara ia merasakan semua perlakuan orang terdekatnya. Hingga tanpa sadar terkadang ia tiba-tiba marah, lalu menangis dalam diam. Aina adalah sosok wanita ceria, dan selalu berpikiran positif. Namun, semua berubah ia akan bersikap dingin, tapi dengan caranya sendiri, hingga tidak satu pun orang tahu atau menyadari jika hatinya tidak mudah di setuh lagi, oleh orang-orang yang bersikap munafik padanya. Hingga Aina lebih sering tersenyum palsu, dan ia begitu pintar menyembunyikan rasa sakit dalam hatinya. Sekalipun dengan keterbatasannya ketika ia memakai kursi roda, ia terus berusaha mengingat semua. Sebenarnya ada rahasia besar apa, yang membuatnya tiba-tiba menangis dalam diam. Kenapa ia begitu terluka ketika menatap orang-orang yang selalu bersikap baik padanya. Ketika di rumah, Aina merasa senang sekaligus bersyukur ketika orang yang begitu ia cintai sepenuh hati, dan sayangi begitu memperhatikan keadaannya. Tapi, tetap saja. Hatinya terlalu jujur, dan tidak menerima kebaikan orang-orang terdekatnya. Mampukah Aina mengingat semua kejadian beberapa bulan yang lalu, hingga hatinya menaruh benci pada orang yang ia cintai, dan kasihi. Mampukah ia bertahan dengan keadaannya, dan rasa sakit yang tidak ia mengerti.

Anya Alovra Welaxzander, remaja yang terlahir dari keluarga mapan dan bermartabat. Benar kata sebagian orang, bahagia itu tidak selalu diukur dari seberapa banyak harta yang dimiliki. Anya membuktikannya sendiri. Bagaimana ia menjalani kehidupan kejam yang penuh akan sandiwara. Dibenci oleh seluruh anggota keluarganya, bahkan ibunya sendiri amat membencinya. Hanya ada Oma Stefi yang selalu melindunginya dari perlakuan buruk Opa Bram dan kedua kakak kembarnya. Ayahnya tidak pernah menemaninya di rumah, dia sibuk sendiri di luar kota. Musuh teraneh Anya, ialah Devan Adhrama. Lelaki tampan yang mempunyai kekurangan dengan fungsi pendengarannya, Anya biasa memanggilnya, 'Si Tampan Tuli'. Sebuah fakta besar membuat Anya semakin membenci Devan. Anya rasa, lelaki itu mempunyai otak yang tidak beres, sudah tahu jika mereka saling membenci, Devan malah mengungkapkan perasaannya kepada Anya. Sinting memang, sudah jelas jika Anya tidak pernah menyukainya, masih saja nekat. Ingat! Perasaan tidak akan ada yang pernah tahu, bahkan Anya sekalipun. Raungi terus kehidupan Anya yang tak sempurna. Akan kutunjukkan kepadamu, siapa kawan sebenarnya dan mana lawan sesungguhnya. Kalian juga akan mengetahui fakta besar tersembunyi yang tersimpan rapi di sini.

Dad, I laughed quietly to myself. If you could see me now. You’d never think I’d ever be here. An actual werewolf sleeping at my feet? I’m really back in Jericho… Seems so silly, fighting you all these years and in the end here I am. Maybe you’d be happy. I don’t know. I like him... Elias. He seems like a great guy, maybe you'd like him too. Seriously, though, he's the alpha of your old pack. He seems dangerous and yet, he saved me. He seems to care about me, and maybe I'm silly for feeling it but I think I like him too. Six months ago Freya's father died, sending her to the bustling city of Jericho. Nearly kidnapped her first night and actually kidnapped her second she finds herself at the mercy of the mysterious Alpha Elias of the Hollow Moon Pack. Her attraction to him is hard to ignore but she wasn't born a werewolf. Her conflicting instincts to want to run and reject this pack are prevented why she finds out Elias has to be the one to reject her. Just seeing the way Elias looks at her, though, Freya can tell it will take some convincing to finally be free from him. Then again... does she want to be?

When hot dominant billionaire alpha meets an omega in heat,her legs opened that her soaked panties were visible,her smell so sweet he could taste it,one night of hot passionate sex, Dominco Gustavo changes his mind about his no sleeping with omega rules, realizing no alpha in his right mind could resist an omega atleast not one as hot as Nora Payton.

On the heavy traffic road rushing my father to the hospital due to a cerebral hemorrhage, we ran into my husband, who was directing traffic as a police officer. My mother was about to wind the window down and beg him for help, but I immediately stopped her and decisively turned the steering wheel, taking a narrow side road instead. In my previous life, at this exact situation, after a brief moment of hesitation, my husband had chosen to clear a path for us and personally escorted my father to the hospital. That very night, his childhood sweetheart, out of spite because he hadn't answered her calls, turned on the gas and killed herself. He seemed utterly unaffected by her death. He even organized a welcome-home party for my father when he was discharged from the hospital. But on the day of the party, he poisoned every dish on the table. "It's because of you and your damn father! If it weren't for you, Rosalin wouldn't have killed herself! You're the ones who drove her to death! You should pay for her life!" When I opened my eyes once more, I had returned to the day my father collapsed. This time, my husband answered the phone. Without a second thought, he ran to his childhood sweetheart. Yet, why had he still come to regret it?

My husband's ex got kidnapped with me. The guy gave him a choice. "Your ex or your wife. Pick one." Maverick didn't even flinch. He chose her and walked off. After that, hell broke loose. I got tortured till I died. Much later, Maverick decided I was worth remembering. Sent people to find me. Too late. I was already rotting in a dump.