Left 4 Dead Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

No one knew that three days ago, the aloof CEO in the boardroom, Sophia Monroe, had been tangled up with me in her executive office, going at it for eight intense rounds. I thought Sophia had finally agreed to what I had been asking for. But then she pulled her dress back on, turned around, and disappeared without a trace. She was gone for an entire month. I stayed by Mom's grave for what felt like forever. Suddenly, my phone buzzed with the latest trending news. It was about Sophia's wedding of the century, but I was not the groom. At that moment, I was grateful Mom had not lived long enough to see Sophia's true colors. Before shutting off my phone, I sent her a message. [Monday. Courthouse. Divorce.]

The day I inherited Grandpa's "Peacemaker," I received a call from myself, ten years in the future. "Sienna, don't give that gun to Lorenzo." I obeyed without question. That night, forced to use his faulty Glock, Lorenzo was beaten into a vegetative state during a duel. Guilt nearly broke me, but my parents nursed me back to health. Or so I thought. "You idiot," my future self sneered. "It was a lie to get you on the operating table. They want your heart for your brother!" Finding a transplant agreement in my father's study, I publicly severed ties with the Morettis. Only later, after Lorenzo died from rejection, did I learn they just needed my rare blood, not my heart. I wanted to return and atone, but the phone rang again. "Your parents will kill you for honor. Don't go back." I waited. But instead of assassins, news arrived: the Morettis had been slaughtered by rivals. I bolted for home, only to be mowed down by a black sedan. As I died, I couldn't understand why my future self had orchestrated my end. Then I opened my eyes. I was back at the ceremony.

Scarlet blackwood's life is shattered when she is betrayed by the people she loved and trust the most in the course of her shattered life her word collides with the deadliest magnate Leonardo Rutherford. Pained by this betrayal she sets her sights high on revenge using her charm and beauty she manipulates her way through the mafia underworld Will scarlet's quest for revenge fulfill her desire and bring justice to the table or will her temptous heart take over the ride. Dive into the gripping tale of this deadly love game filled with betrayal, deception desire and many more.

It was considered a curse in the werewolf world when a child was born with a black birthmark. Jennifer was one of those unfortunate wolves born with that mark. Her mother died as soon as she released her from her womb and officially displayed her as a cursed wolf. Her step-family abused her and forced her to serve the whole pack after her father’s death. She was sold off as a Luna to one of the most dread packs and made to marry an Alpha who got poisoned from war and became a vegetative werewolf, having only a few months left to live. Jennifer had to marry Alpha Raymond, who was known to be a ruthless and powerful wolf, one whom everyone was frightened of like death. 

He was hired to protect me. He was the one who ordered the hit. Cassian Vaelor thought the worst thing that could happen was the bullet meant for his head. He was wrong. The man who became his shadow, tall, tattooed, and terrifyingly silent is the same man who arranged the assassination. Rafael Vitali. The last living descendant of a cursed bloodline that left him unable to feel anything… until Cassian. What started as a dangerous game of control turns into something far more lethal when Rafael’s carefully built walls begin to crack. Cassian was supposed to be a pawn. Instead, he became the only thing Rafael has ever wanted to keep. But secrets this dark don’t stay buried. Now the man who once wanted to ruin Cassian is willing to burn the world down to protect him. And this time, the only thing more dangerous than Rafael’s obsession… is what he’s willing to do to keep Cassian forever.

Aaron Covaci has been wondering about the world for almost 250 years. He has given up the fact that he will have his soulmate appear before him like his cousin Alina who married her soulmate. All Aaron wants was to be with his soulmate until he laid his eyes on Astrid Larsen. Astrid Larsen, also known as The Huntress, was the powerful Vampire Hunter in the world. Tasked by the Order, she had to track down one of the powerful Blue Bloods named Aaron Covaci. But when she met him, there was something compelling about the blue blood that was supposed to be her hunt. What happened when you want your prey but also you have to kill them? What will Astrid do? Will Aaron persuade her?

Trigger Warnings! Do Not Read If You Cannot Handle: Sexual Assult, Abuse, Drugs, Drinking, Smoking/Vaping, Fighting, Emotional Abuse, Depression, Anxiety, Mental Breakdowns, Self Harm, Suicidal Thoughts, Murder, Blood and Disturbing Descriptions What can you do when someone out of greed takes away your sight? There are people made of pure greed out in the world. Being able to grant wishes places a giant target on her back. After having her sight stolen by her grandfather, Nicolette has trained long and hard to survive and defend herself in case he may return. Living in seclusion for many years, she is able to train in private and harness her skills to become a top assassin. Her first mission was challenging. She was given the task of marrying a mafia king in Italy, who turned out to be someone she knew from long ago. She held her blades in her hand, ready to kill him when the time was right, but she could never bring herself to do so. Delaying her task, she becomes absorbed in the dangerous world of guns and bullets. When her grandfather finally comes to take her back for his plans, she has no choice but to break her code and rely on her husband for help. Bloodshed in a world of mafia and assassins is inevitable, but who are you willing to lose? "The world may be a dangerous place, and you may be a strong man, but I am far more deadly." "You can rely on me amore mio. I am here to protect and serve you."

My sister wanted to make a quick buck selling herself on a cruise ship. I tried desperately to stop her, but my entire family held me down and drowned me in the ocean instead. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment before she left. This time, I smiled while helping her with her makeup. "Let me send you off properly, sis." Later, her screams echoed through the nightmare aboard that ship. I stood safe in the arms of a mafia Don who held me close. "Figlia, your Papa finally found you." Meanwhile, my adoptive parents and sister were on their knees across the deck, begging me to spare their worthless lives.

This is the second book of the 'His' series. The first book is "His Plump Mate". Aiden is the first born son of Austin and Rebel Willis. He is 32 years old and still hasn't found his mate. Meanwhile, his twin, sister and one of his younger brother's all found their mates. After ten years of searching, Aiden gave up and threw all his energy into improving the pack. Reid wants to cheer his brother up and takes him to the coastline. When they get there, Aiden meets his fated mate, Thalia. Thalia is a trained hitman for survival. Thalia's life is a mess. She is princess of the Moreno Crime Family and her father Diego, a no rank wolf is the head of the family in the human world. He is forcing his daughter to enter into a marriage alliance to a man she detests. Aiden is furious and Thalia is trying to protect her sister from having the same fate as her. Thalia flees with her sister to her uncle's pack. Will Aiden be able to help Thalia and will Thalia be able to trust Aiden after she has suffered years of trauma?

On Father's Day, I received a heartwarming gift. My one-year-old son called me Dad for the first time. But moments later, he convulsed, foamed at the mouth, and died before we could reach the hospital. My wife was shattered, and I was devastated. The doctors couldn't identify the cause of his death. Three years later, my wife emerged from her grief, and we welcomed our second child. But the moment this child called me Dad, they, too, died instantly. To spare her further pain, I suggested adoption. Yet, even our adopted children met the same fate. Unable to bear the losses, my wife divorced me. Everyone said I was cursed, never meant to be a father. Defiant, I remarried and had another child, vowing never to let them call me Dad. For years, we adhered to this rule. But when our daughter turned four, she came home from preschool, eager to celebrate Father's Day. Holding a card, she read aloud, "Dad."