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Alessia Valentini was madly in love with Matteo Carbone. He was the Don of the Chicago Carbone family and her father's most trusted ally—a man twelve years her senior. The first time they met, he gave her a white gown for St. Lucia's Day. At twenty, when his enemies drugged him in his own home, she saved him. Clad in that same white gown, she stepped into the darkness of his fevered haze and became his cure. That single choice destroyed everything.

With his kingdom being attacked by their mortal enemy, Then a mysterious person in a dark cloak came to their rescue and helped attack the enemies. When things have settled, the king wishes to seek for this knight and reward him for his noble deed. When he was found they were surprised to see a lass underneath its cloak, and not just any lass, but the only princess of the other side of their kingdom.

"Sa bawat kuwento ay may kani-kaniyang kabanata." -Diego Guevarra

Right before my bonding ceremony, my Alpha fiancé, Kaelen, demanded I give my gown to his lover, Seraphina Croft. Not only that, but he used his Alpha power to restrain me, locking me in the Sanctuary like some feral, uncontrolled beast. "Seraphina has Moonshadow Fading Syndrome. She just wants to experience what it's like to be an Alpha's mate before she dies." I lunged forward, my inner wolf howling. The Alpha's power crashed against my own, his force paralyzing me as my claws twitched, desperate to break free. "You bastard!" I snarled, my breath coming in ragged gasps. Kaelen barely blinked. Instead, he sighed in annoyance and shook his head. "She's dying. Can't you show a little compassion?" His tone was dripping with disappointment, as if I were the villain. "All you're losing is one ceremony. Seraphina is losing her entire life."

For the ten years I was married to Ronan Gallagher, he brought a woman home on our anniversary. Every year, it was their job to break me. On our tenth, he brought back a girl named Jessica. She wore a cheap, sexy minidress that clashed violently with the gilded elegance of the century-old mansion. He ordered me to take the sapphire necklace from my own neck—a symbol of our vows—and fasten it around hers. He even made me kneel and wipe the filth from her shoes. "That jewel belongs to the lady of this house, and she is not worthy of it," Ronan’s voice was ice. "You. Take it off. Give it to Jessica." He glanced at the girl’s shoes. "And that mud on her shoes… an eyesore. Clara, aren't you the best at cleaning up messes?" Over the jeers of his family and their inner circle, I asked for a divorce. Again. Ronan’s laugh was laced with contempt. He leaned in, his breath a cold, damp whisper against my ear. "Clara, I'm sick of hearing it. It's more boring than your pathetic performance in bed." "If you actually have the guts to leave, don't even think about taking a single dime from the Gallagher family!" Everyone assumed it was just another one of my ploys for his attention, and they settled in to watch me make a fool of myself. But what they didn’t know was that this was the hundredth time I’d uttered the word "divorce." And it would be the last.

I am the true heiress. But for years, a college classmate has been living my life. Now, she’s marrying a supposed billionaire. And she’s holding the wedding at my family's estate. "This estate belongs to me! Get the hell out, all of you!" I shouted. They just roared with laughter. The bridesmaids swarmed me, their fists flying. "Still playing pretend? You pathetic imposter!" They tore my clothes off and shoved my head into the toilet bowl. “You really are just a whore who sells her body! Girls, let's smash her car!” Just then, a black Rolls-Royce ghosted up the driveway. A man stepped out. This impostor’s fiancé immediately dropped to his knees. "Mr. Lancaster… what are you doing here?" The man’s gaze landed on my bloody, broken form. A terrifying rage ignited deep in his eyes. "So this," his voice was dangerously soft, "is the 'imposter' you mentioned?"

Satomi Tsubaki is getting married and Takahiro Furuya is her wedding gown designer. After the day both of them met Takahiro can't forget her face anymore. She made him smile in excitement but she was already getting married. On the day of Satomi's wedding, things got torn apart for her when her groom runs away with his mistress. Satomi got involved in an accident that turns both her and Takahiro's life tangled in a twisted fate.

DMM-RPG Yggdrasil estaba terminando. El maestro del gremio Momonga organiza una última reunión antes de que los servidores cierren. La mayoría de los antiguos miembros del gremio no se molestaron en responder, pero algunos aparecieron en los últimos días. Uno de ellos, Tabula Smaragdina, actuó más raro que de costumbre, queriendo cambiar sus creaciones y actuando como si algo grande se avecinara.

In this story you will read about A teenage girl who only have a sister in her family . How she will find her lost gown with the help of a boy whom she met in a wedding and how they will fall in love with each other.. . Will they become partners in the end or there story remains incomplete ? Also you will find some twists in the story ...

A story of Ainz having a heir, but he's more like doing a experiment of life creating from what he found while researching on 6 great gods.