callahan dsmp

She's promised to his brother... but branded by his touch. And now the past refuses to stay buried. SIENNA: I thought I buried that night. The night I gave myself to a stranger. Reckless and wild. No names. No rules. No future. Just heat. Desperation. A body that made me forget who I was supposed to be. Now I wear his brother's ring. Planning a future with the man I'm supposed to love. Then he walks into my engagement party and everything shatters. Landon Callahan. The black sheep. The rebel. The man who touched me before I knew his name. He acts like I never existed. Like that night was nothing. But I remember every breath. Every broken rule. Every moment I came alive. I should walk away. Should marry Noah and forget. But Landon has always been the fire I was never meant to touch twice. LANDON: She was never supposed to be his. The night I had her, I didn't ask her name. Didn't want to know. I just knew I'd never forget the way she looked at me. Like I was the only thing she ever wanted. Then I walk into the engagement party I should have skipped. And see her standing beside my brother. Now I'm back in the world I swore I'd left behind. And she's the one thing I can't outrun. She wears his ring. Smiles like she hasn't been in my bed. Pretends I never made her come undone. But I remember. And so does she. One night should have been the end. Instead it was only the beginning. Because I don't let go of what's mine. Not even for my brother.

I'm bored and nobody has good enough Angst soooooo yeah. Enjoy these one shots of the dream smp. Also please read the warnings.

Cassie Novak was the club hostess I'd been protecting for three years. From the moment a rival family hunted her to the brink of death, I arranged her safe houses and covered her expenses. I saw her as a little sister, someone who needed my protection. When she was being hunted for a blood debt, I even had my husband, Ronan Costello—the most capable Capo in the Callahan family—personally oversee her safety. But on the day of the party celebrating her "new life." I went to her safe house early, wanting to give her a surprise. Instead, I found Ronan gently kissing the new butterfly tattoo on her back, a symbol of her supposed "freedom." "Ronan, if Genevieve finds out, will she cut me off?" Ronan pulled her into his arms, his voice laced with that infuriating, condescending patience he always had. "Don't worry. A woman like Gen lives in an ivory tower, clueless about the real world. She could never understand what we have—two souls who saved each other." "But to maintain the family's outward peace, she'll behave." "The moment I secure the Ultimate Protection Order, I'll take you away from here and give you a real home." I stood outside the door, clutching the cold family seal I had just retrieved from the safe. I didn't push the door open. I didn't cause a scene. I just calmly clenched it in my palm, the chill seeping from my fingertips straight to the bone. Ronan Costello. You could never have guessed. That Ultimate Protection Order you're both so desperate for? Its sole issuer is the very wife you call a sheltered, clueless princess.

Between Porter Callahan and me, only the purest hatred remained. That year, to impress his new plaything, he put a bullet in my beloved dog, Blaze. For revenge, I drove my five-inch stiletto straight into her stomach, relishing the way she screamed and convulsed at my feet. The entire Chicago underworld expected Porter to have me fitted for cement shoes. Instead, he just threw an annulment at me, called me "a stray the Callahans took in," and told me to get the hell out of his world. After that night, I vanished without a trace. Until five years later, with my fiancé on my arm, I stepped into a banquet held in my honor and saw that woman once again. She splashed a glass of amber liquor on my haute couture gown, her voice dripping with scorn. "Still just a stray kicked out of the Callahan family." I snatched a pricey bottle of single malt from the bar, brought it down hard across her head, and leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Five years and you still haven't learned to heel. Don't worry. I'll teach you."

In the idyllic countryside, John Callahan's peaceful life on his family farm is shattered when ancient, terrifying creatures emerge from the shadows. As night falls, the Lycans attack, revealing a chilling truth: John's young son Daniel possesses a power that could change the world. Thrust into a nightmare he never imagined, John must fight to protect his family from the monstrous Lycan King and his pack. But with each passing moment, the odds stack higher against him.

Fanny Callahan was the princess of the Silver Knights Motorcycle Club, until her father was murdered, her mother abandoned her, and Derek Walker, her father's best friend, sent her away to keep her safe from a world of violence and lies. Five years later, her brother Andrew is dead. The police reported suicide as the cause, but she knows better. She returns to Willow Creek, Montana, determined to uncover the truth. But Derek is still there—the brooding biker president who once promised to protect her, he's the only person who knows what really happened to her family. As Fanny digs deeper into her father's murder and Andrew's death, she uncovers a conspiracy: Victor Kane, leader of the rival Black Serpents Motorcycle Club, is responsible, and he's not done with the Callahan family. Now Fanny must choose: walk away and survive, or stay and fight. With Derek by her side, she discovers that love might be the only truth worth fighting for. The Callahan Legacy is an epic saga of love, loss, family, and the unbreakable bonds that define us.

"Let me go you bastard!" I screamed at Callan but my screams just made him enjoy my struggle. Fucking sicko! "Stop fighting it Anaïs, we're mates and you can't change that" he told me calmly as if he hadn't just asked me to do the one thing that I could never imagine doing. Loving Callan Baraed.. "Let me go Callan or I will kill you!" I screamed at him again. I tried to push him away, I tried to pry my hands away from his deadly hold but it was all in vain. Callan was an Alpha and his strength was unmatched especially to that of mine, a regular pack she-wolf. "Anaïs, you're mine and no power in this entire universe can change that" he whispered in my ear making sparks fly around us, electricity was shooting through my blood as if I'd put my finger inside a power socket. Fucking mate bond! "You're dreaming Callan! We're like the opposite poles of a magnet, we're the last people meant to be together. The goddess made a mistake" I told him. He was the guy I've hated forever and now the fates are telling me I have to love him? That went against every molecule of my body. "The goddess never makes a mistake and opposites attract princess" he breathed into my ear making me shiver. His words just made me more furious and struggle harder to get away from him. Satisfied with the effects his words had on me, he finally let me go. He gave me one last stupid smirk of his and exited the empty classroom. Ass!

Cassandra Jadesmith is a successful bussiness woman. The one thing she hates in her life is marriage. She would never trust a man in her life. But things change drastically as one day her mom barges into her office and thretens her to marry this man who she barely knows. Cassy tries her best to pull tricks that might end the wedding before it started but things take a turn as her life turns upside down in a single night.

"Apocalypse Magic" tells the story of Aria and the Alliance of Elements as they struggle to protect the magical world from the dark spellcaster Zephyrion and restore the balance of the elements. Through sacrifice and discovery, Aria connects with primal magic and leads the Alliance to an era of harmony and prosperity. This webnovel celebrates courage, wisdom and the power of uniting in defense of the wizarding world.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"