Zac Efron Parents

Après que ma vingtième demande de lien mental ait été ignorée par mes parents, j'ai foncé vers le Conseil des affaires de la meute. Le rapport médical en main, j'ai lancé sans préambule : « Bonjour, je veux renoncer à mon identité au sein de la meute... et IMMÉDIATEMENT ! » Dix minutes plus tard, mes parents ont fait irruption dans la salle, traînant ma sœur adoptive Elsa. Tous les trois avaient l'air terrifié. Mon père, un Bêta, les crocs apparents et les griffes frémissantes, s'est avancé en hurlant : « Tu n'es qu'une enfant gâtée en quête d'attention ! Arrête ton numéro, tu me fais honte ! » Ma mère, médecin légiste de la meute, a arraché mon rapport, y a jeté un coup d'œil et a ricané : « Tu as falsifié ça juste pour qu'on s'intéresse à toi ? Tu as toujours été une menteuse pathologique. » Elsa, accrochée à leurs manches, sanglotait : « C'est de ma faute… Je devrais pas insister pour organiser cette cérémonie de transformation… Je suis désolée, mais Jennifer, arrête de mentir pour manipuler la culpabilité de papa et maman ! » Je me suis calmement essuyé le sang qui coulait de mon nez, me suis redressée et ai répété à la conseillère : « Je n'ai plus de famille depuis longtemps. Effacez toutes mes traces du registre de la meute. Mes funérailles sont dans trois jours, et je veux pas les retarder. »

My younger brother had stage four kidney cancer. Our parents demanded that I donate a kidney to save him. I told them I only had one kidney left. The transplant would kill me. Instead of listening to me, they forcibly strapped me to the operating table. “It’s just one kidney! Stop being so selfish!” they yelled. They did not care that I was telling the truth. Years ago, I had given my other kidney to save my father after his car crash.

I'm staring at this man who looks exactly like my husband, overwhelmed by fear, as I received a message that read, "He's not your husband!"What's even more bizarre is that the name displayed as the sender of the text on my phone is "My Dear Husband"!Who on earth should I believe?

La veille de Noël, mes parents m'avaient encore laissée seule à la maison, sous prétexte qu'ils pouvaient tripler leur salaire ce jour-là. Mais après vingt ans à passer chaque réveillon seule, j'en avais assez de cette solitude glaciale. J'ai donc pris des plats que j'avais préparés et je suis allée les chercher. Je ne m'attendais pas à ça : ceux qui prétendaient vouloir gagner un peu plus d'argent sont sortis d'une voiture de luxe, en riant et en tenant par l'épaule un garçon à peu près de mon âge, avant d'entrer ensemble dans un hôtel cinq étoiles. « Papa, maman, vous trouvez ça normal de laisser Camille toute seule à la maison ? » a demandé le garçon. Ma mère a répondu d'un ton détaché : « Ce n'est pas grave, elle a l'habitude. » Mon père a renchéri sans la moindre gêne : « Elle ne peut pas t'arriver à la cheville. Toi, tu es notre vrai trésor ! » Je me suis retournée et je suis partie. Ils avaient feint d'être pauvres pour me tromper, mais cette fois, je n'avais plus besoin de leur présence non plus.

The heart that I had waited two years for was given to the fake heiress, Diane Bishop, by my husband. The doctor said that I only had a week left to live. So, I decided to undergo cryonics. I donated my body to Diane’s workshop. The day I signed the donation papers, my son threw himself into my arms and exclaimed that I had finally made up with Diane. My parents praised me for finally being a good sister to help out Diane. My husband was pleased when he said that I had finally let go of the grudge and had become more understanding. I chuckled. They were right, I had finally learned my lesson. I would give Diane my identity as the heir of Bishop Corporation and fulfill everyone’s wishes.

Of all the pups in the clan, my parents only loved my brother and sister, but not me. When the fire broke in the pack, they hurried into the flames to save their pups, but only took my brother and sister. Left behind, I suffered facial burns and my wolf grew extremely weak. From then on, I lost interest in fighting for their love. Whoever wanted them, could have them. After all, I was already dying. But I did not anticipate their regret. They held my thin frail body and begged: “Could you throw a little tantrum at us again… just once more?”

My name is Ivy Lawson. At 3:00 am, I get a call from Christina McSpire, a parent of one of my students. "Hello, Ms. Lawson, I noticed Zoe only spent five dollars on her meal yesterday. Did she not eat any meat?" she asks. Pushing through my exhaustion, I reply, "Don't worry, Mrs. Street. I'll check on it tomorrow." Another half hour goes by, and she calls again. "It's supposed to rain tomorrow. Can you remind Zoe to bring an umbrella?" I can hardly keep my eyes open. "Got it," I reply absentmindedly. A few minutes later, my phone rings once more. "Please make sure Zoe brushes her teeth for three minutes. It's also important that she scrubs each side of her face at least three times." Suppressing my frustration, I calmly respond, "Zoe is in her senior year of high school. I'm sure she's capable of taking care of herself." I expect that to be the end of it, but when I wake up, my silenced phone shows over a hundred missed calls.

Freya had been broken before, dare she risk it all again? Once, she loved. As an innocent high school teenager, she gave her all to the boy she thought was her mate - only to him, it was all a bet. Forced to flee her pack, Freya falls into the hands of a very cruel mate, and when Freya returns to Darkmoon once again, the light in her eyes has died, she flinches from people’s touches, and she’s clutching her five year old daughter to her chest like a lifeline. How does Zac, the Alpha of Darkmoon explain to her that they share a mate bond, and this time, it’s not a bet?

Zackary Devrox is a famous model and an excellent businessman, who is deeply in love with his singer girlfriend—but always treats him like trash, and he is Celeste Makini's longtime crush. In need to find a wife for convenience, Zackary married Celeste who was sold to them by her mother who’s addicted in gambling. Kasal man, subalit walang puwang ang salitang pag-ibig ang lalaki para sa babae. Until Celeste meets Phoenix, a possessive psychopath. Ang pagtatagpo na magiging dahilan upang kamuhian ni Celeste ang lalaking pinangarap niyang makasama hanggang sa huli. Magsisimula ang pagdanak ng dugo. Mula sa pusong labis na nagmamahal, hanggang sa pusong nahihirapang alalahanin ang nakalimutang pag-ibig.

Zack Balley is one of the womanizer in town. Nagmana ito sa ama nitong si Zaver Balley na dati ding womanizer. Zack is a cold person, but not in his secretary, Maiden, na siyang palaging kalaban nito pagdating sa mga babae niya. One night, isang mainit na pagtatalik ang nangyari sa kanila. They are both drunk, but Zack was in his right mind when it comes to Maiden. Matagal na niya itong gusto pero hindi niya maligawan dahil may boyfriend na ito. Dahil sa nangyari sa kanila, Maiden decided to leave. Hindi niya kayang harapin si Zack. Hindi pumayag si Zack sa pag-alis nito kaya naman umalis na lang siya ng walang pasabi. Pumunta siya sa ibang lugar para magsimula ng bagong buhay pero hindi niya inaasahan na sa bagong buhay na sisimulan niya ay may kasama na siyang bata. Hindi niya inaasahan na magbubunga ang nangyari sa kanila. Sa nakalipas na limang taon, muling magkikita ang landas nila. Makikilala kaya ni Zack ang anak nilang kasing mukha nito, pero kasing ugali naman ni Maiden?