Re:zero Assassin Mga Nobela at Kwento

After Leanunya’s failed attempt to kill the king she has been on the run. She has been forced to run town to town to keep her identity hidden. The most troublesome bounty hunter Wolferan has been hunting her for years. When Wolferan finally captures Leanunya he discovers her most precious secret. Knowing this secret he hunts for the truth only to discover a truth he never expected. Only by both Leanunya and Wolferan teaming up will they be able to save the kingdom.

She was innocent and pure. Her family adored and pampered her and did everything to protect her from evil schemes of this world. But things never go same as we planned. Her parents past comes in their present like a tsunami and destroyed everything.This destruction leads her to a new person. She was not that innocent girl but now she had become a monster. The woman from which everyone was afraid and shivered when they heard her name. Only purpose of her life is to avenge her family. But things did not seems easy.Will she be able to solve all mysteries and open close doors which held so many secrets or will get lost in this puzzle?

“Alpha Damien... I want you to mark me. Tonight.” As an Omega maid, Clara’s life is flipped upside down when she discovers she is Alpha Damien’s fated mate. The ruthless ruler treats her with breathtaking tenderness, defying the Moonstone pack to crown her as his Luna. But on the day of her Luna Ceremony, the dream turns into a nightmare. Framed for attacking the respected Elder Claude, Clara is brutally rejected and banished by Alpha Damien. Hunted and broken, she is rescued by the enemy Alpha, Liam. He reveals a shocking secret: he is her half-brother, and she is a lost Princess. Clara is finally safe in her new pack, until fate forces her back to Moonstone. She isn't going back to clear her traitor name. This time, her mission is simple: assassinate her Alpha mate.

Layla is an orphan raised by the Alpha and Luna of the Silver Lake pack, once she learns that her parents were killed by the Alpha of the Black Water pack, Layla swears revenge. Trained her whole life by her foster father, Layla is sent undercover as a slave to the Black Water Alpha in order to get close enough to assassinate him. But what happens when the man you swore to kill is nothing like you imagined? And what happens when your sworn enemy is also your fated mate and one true love? Can Layla remain true to avenging her parent's deaths? Or will she give in to her heart?

She was sent to kill the Alpha. One mission. One target. One bullet with his name on it. Sadie never failed an assignment. Not once. In six months she had already outrun veterans with thirty years on them inside an organization her father built but never wanted her near. Emmett was supposed to be just another name on her list. But something about him is different. The closer she gets, the more her certainty begins to slip. He is nothing like what she was told. And this mission that started out so simple is becoming the most dangerous thing she has ever walked into. Not because he could kill her. But because somewhere between the job and the man, Sadie is losing her focus. She came with one purpose. She has done this a hundred times. But for the first time in her life, the girl who never hesitates is hesitating...

The night the family’s don was attacked, my husband had abandoned his post to win back his misbehaving mistress. The first time I lived through this, I activated his communication device to summon him back. He thus saved the don and rose through the ranks. However, his mistress had died in the firefight, and he blamed it all on me. Thus, on my delivery date, he dumped me in an abandoned factory and had some stray dogs rip me and my baby apart. “There were so many bodyguards there that night. Why did you have to call me back? You knew that she would die! You did this on purpose!” Somehow, right before I died, I went back in time to that night. I did not activate the communication device this time. I threw it into the fountain and watched it sink. Then, although I was eight months pregnant, I shielded the don and took the bullet meant for him.

It was him. The man I had just been accused of murdering in cold blood. The man whom I've been forced to consume poison because of. Or, had I seen a ghost? Why was my supposedly dead husband standing in the midst of those people, smirking in accomplishment. As the venom of the poison spread through my body and like I was going to rip apart because of the pain, I gave in to the paralysis that rushed me and then closed my eyes shut, tears finding their way out of my closed eyes regardless. “P…please, G… God,” I mumbled with the final breath in me. ~~~ And, suddenly, my eyes were opened, and I was standing in front of him. And he was smiling widely at me, asking what I thought of the wedding dress. But, this was weird because this was from three years ago. Then, my eyes dropped on the calendar. Was I hallucinating? I… I have been reborn?!

The dying heir to Silverbay's showbiz empire suddenly announces he'll select a bride at random from the city's prominent families, hoping the marriage can bring some luck and save his life. On the night before my own wedding, his men arrive and inform us that the Simmons family has been chosen. My parents have just three days to deliver a daughter to him. As soon as my sister, Roxanne Simmons, hears the news, she breaks down in tears and rushes to my fiance for help. When he sees her crying, Clinton Whitfield drops to his knees in front of me, under everyone's gaze. "Mr. Sterling enjoys tormenting virgins. If Roxanne marries him, who knows what he'll do to her? "But you're already past the marrying age, so he won't be interested in you. Please, help Roxy this once!" He looks away, his voice heavy with guilt as he continues, "Besides, he doesn't have much time left. When you return, I'll marry you." Tears well up in my eyes. I ask, stunned, "And what if I don't want to?" Clinton's gaze turns cold, his earlier guilt replaced by ruthless intent. "Then I'll make sure you go to him myself." I laugh bitterly as a chill runs through me. "Fine. I'll go instead."

"Aren't you afraid of me?" asked Max, who was still on top of Ivory in his transformed lycan form. "You can run if you want." "Run? I've never been afraid or run away. Let's finish this and see if it proves that what we're doing can free you from the Lycan curse." *** Based on the prophecy from her elder that Max should meet a silver-haired virgin girl, Ivory was the one who could free him from the Lycan curse that made him unable to make love with all women because every time he did, he would turn into a horrible beast. Unfortunately, the curse did not go away even though he and Ivory had made a union that made Max intend to eliminate Ivory. It was only then that Max was indeed a werewolf who would lead the Alsenic Pack, which was passed down from his grandfather. Another thing also found a bright spot, Ivory is a mermaid who is the last descendant of Poseidon and is the target of several races, such as wolves and vampires, for strength, immortality, and power. Being in the captivity of Benjamin, from the vampire race, who treats her like a queen but for the sake of getting satisfaction, Ivory survives and manages to break free and learns the fact that she is pregnant with three babies that are not known whether they belong to Max or Benjamin. But other problems come and go until her first love—Seth—is the cause of Ivory's meek character change into a strong and stubborn woman. . . Dear all readers ... Since I'm an Indonesian language-speaking author, I'll try my best to translate my work and deliver a nice story to you all. Hope you'll enjoy reading and love the story❤️ Happy reading, all❤️ *** Reach me on Discord: Kennie Re #4440

I have tried to persuade my wife, Sandra Kimmel, to go to AnthoNIX's music concert with me 99 times now. On the 100th attempt, Sandra finally agrees to go with me. She then buys us two front row tickets. But during the concert, I am stopped outside the venue by the guards because I didn't have my ticket on me. I am then left standing there all alone, immaculately dressed as I am. None of my calls manage to go through to Sandra, not even when the concert comes to an end. News of Sandra and her sidepiece attending the concert and asking AnthoNIX to perform his hit song 'Night Blossom' then starts trending online. My heart shatters into a million pieces. I begin mourning the loss of my marriage.