rory tristan

I didn't think twice when I accepted my parents' offer to marry our Alpha. He was a man every she-wolf in our pack wanted… I thought marrying him would mean love, protection, and respect. Instead, it meant betrayal. Tristan Crosswood, my husband, the Alpha of Blue Moon pack never wanted me. I was just a Luna by contract, replacing his empty title. He chose his mate repeatedly when she found her way back to the pack while I was foolish to reject mine the first time I saw him. I was such a fool… and I suffered for it. So, I did the only thing left for me to save myself. I filed for a divorce, and Alpha Tristan signed the papers happily. I walked away broken but free, and when I started to heal, I discovered that I was carrying his pup. Now Alpha Tristan wanted me back, the Alpha who signed my freedom with his own hands became the Alpha who regret divorcing me. But what he didn't know was that… I wasn't the desperate Luna he discarded.

Daring a snowstorm might not be the smartest thing Aiden Evans has ever done, but he can’t stand being in his flat a moment longer. With only three days to Christmas, he doesn’t want to be alone. He wants a place to belong, wants people around him who won’t look down on him. He might not find that at his mother’s place, but it’s better than being alone in the city. If he can make it there, that is.<br><br>Tristan Gardner is looking forward to a quiet night in front of the TV, but instead, he has to save an idiot in designer clothes from freezing to death in his forest. Tristan tries not to notice the man’s good looks, just like he has tried not to notice any man’s good looks for the last seven years. He knows where relationships go and is far better off living alone, with his dog, in his cabin.<br><br>Aiden is driving Tristan mad with his bratty comments and irresponsible ways, and Aiden is going crazy from Tristan’s judgmental attitude. Luckily, in a few days, the weather will clear up, and the two men won’t have to be together any longer. But will a few steamy nights with the grumpy lumberjack change Aiden’s mind about wanting to leave? And will Tristan still want to go back to his peaceful, predictable life without fear of getting his heart broken?<br><br>Contains the stories “Once in a Snowstorm,” “The Empty Egg,” “Happy Endings,” and “Just Words.”

He was a beast. Composed of nothing but sheer brutality, masculinity and power. A mate was the last thing on his mind. . . until he laid his eyes on her. [ influenced by the story of Hades and Persephone ]

"""Kak. Ayolah bayarin gue kali ini aja. Duit gue tinggal 20 ribu."" ""Iya,"" ""Love you, kak!"" ""Hah?"""

cinta luar biasa aku mencintai seorang wanita yang sederhana bagiku dia wanita yang sempurna

Tristan :- The unlucky God (A Cursed Child’s Life Story) He was not born to be a hero. He was born as a mistake the universe never forgave. Cursed from birth, marked by powers he never asked for, a child is condemned to a lifetime of loss, fear, and violence. Every place he calls home is destroyed. Every person he loves becomes a weakness. The universe does not test him — it punishes him. As he grows, the truth slowly reveals itself: his existence is tied to ancient Power Stones, fragments of reality capable of bending time, blood, will, and destruction itself. These stones are scattered across dying planets, guarded by gods, tyrants, and monsters created by forgotten wars. His task is impossible. To hunt the Stones. To survive their curse. And to kill the Supreme Emperor of the Universe — a being who rules not by fear, but by control over destiny itself. But every stone he captures takes something in return. His innocence. His humanity. His ability to love. This is not a journey of growth. This is a slow descent. As the universe collapses around him, the child must face a final truth: saving reality may require becoming the very monster everyone fears. WARNING :- This is NOT a power-leveling story, this is NOT a hero’s rise, this is NOT about winning.. This is the life story of a cursed child Every victory comes with loss Love does not save everything STONE OF DREAMS is a dark sci-fi fantasy about fate, punishment, and the terrifying cost of power — where survival itself is the real curse.

Each new day in the village of Kosoko was like the previous;  little kids running in every direction with the intent of playing on the foremost part of their minds, and older kids acting grown up while chatting with rabbits and rats, weird, right? That's Kosoko. Mothers, ever busy, could also be seen keeping an eagle eyed look on their kids and hollering at them to return when they began to venture far out of sight amidst gossiping with peers. When dusk strikes and the lights come alive, the aroma of their food compel both men and kids to respond with stupendous alacrity. The men of the village only engaged in farming, which was contrary to their former occupation; hunting, but ever since the Igwoba(village head) bestowed upon animals the gift of speech, animals were rarely killed for food and sport. Kosoko was indeed a beautiful village, but it wasn't always so. ( Now, you're probably wondering where I am in all these, am I part of the men, women or kids running in draping pants?... Well, I'll let you in on a little secret : I am dead, and this is a story of how I died).

it had been 10 years later since triles has been married was it all happy or heartache

una hermosa historia de amor entre un humano y un licantropo

In 2050 (45 years ago) an island was discovered by a group of whale watchers and they were able to make it an official country. They called it, Raka. It was split into 4 regions, each assigned a group of people, from a specific place, with a specific look. The first was called the Maru, where I live. The people here are all pale, with blonde hair, and blue eyes. The second was called the Underlye. People here have tan skin, and dark hair, with green eyes. The third was called the Shallows. People here have red hair, freckled skin, and brown eyes. The fourth, and final region, the Waahanga. The people here are very similar to the people from the Maru. The only thing different is their lifestyle. The people from the Maru are from an old country formerly called Germany. But the people from the Waahanga are from a place called Sweden. I've never been able to tell us apart, but who knows, maybe I'm just young.