Ashley Shane Mendez 17 years old maganda,matalino,mayaman at mabait and she always dreamed to have a perfect boyfriend and also believe in fairy tale.. Scott Chase Sy 21 years old gwapo,matalino,snober,masungit, mayabang at mayaman pero mabait he's almost perfect dahil sa sobrang gwapo niya.. What if nalaman na lamang nilang ikakasal na pala sila?what will happen to them?my mabubuo bang pagtitinginan at pagmamahalan?? What is marriege life ?? Abangan..

Ouran High School Host Club/Hetalia crossover. This is an X reader. Y/n is Australia's sister, Otharia. She starts to attend Ouran Academy Disclaimer: I do not own you, hetalia, or the host club. I only own the plot. Warning: some curse words

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade

"Everett" I called him when he paused in his tracks. I looked around and realized that we were right in the middle of a clearing. "Why did we stop here?" I enquired in bewilderment. Everett, who had his back to me, turned to face me. The hurt expression in his face didn't miss my notice even when he tried his best to conceal it from me, by giving me a small smile. "You know I love you right?" he asked me and I nodded happily. I knew my mate loves me and I love him too. He stepped forward, cupped my face in his hands and placed a light, feathery kiss on my forehead. "I'm doing this because I love you" he whispered, and then taking a step back, curled his fingers to form a tight fist. I stared at his fist and then glanced up to clash with his pacific blue eyes, "Doing what?" I prompted. Everett didn't bother replying; instead he shifted into his huge black wolf, compelling me to take a few steps back. 'Shift' he commanded through the link. I looked away not meeting his gaze because I didn't appreciate the way he commanded me. Nobody commands me. Nobody. 'I, Everett Green, Alpha of Waterwave Pack, am challenging you, Templar Green, White Wolf, for a fight'

[COMPLETE] Some bonds can't be broken, even in death. -- He couldn't endure another heartbreak. "Accepting her would be a mistake," he said. "She's a human. I can't afford to have her blood on my hands." Gwen looked away, and he knew she saw the image that flashed in his mind. The slaughter. Bodies everywhere. The putrid stench of decay and metallic blood seeping through his fingers and staining the earth under his feet. The small, lifeless body in his hands whose death he couldn't prevent. And whose death he could never forget. "It won't be like that with her," she murmured to the floor. "I won't take that chance." Heavy with sorrow, her brown eyes looked up into his. "Not everyone is given a second chance. Take it." -- Soulmates only come along once in a lifetime. Or so everyone thought. She was his second chance. But her heart loved another. Fate would bring them together, and Fate would tear them apart. -- **A slow-burning, sensual love story with a splash of humor, a dash of action, and a lot of heart.** Rated PG-13 for adult content (coarse language, violence, and non-explicit sex) [There is a separate R-rated scenes book for those who want steamier scenes] CONTAINS: alpha lycan x human mates, strong female lead, second chance mates, reincarnation (tabula rasa), love-triangles, vampires, action, drama, humor, relatable characters, high stakes, passionate romances VOID OF: "insta-love," extremely possessive, aggressive, abusive alpha mates, Stockholm Syndrome *OVERALL WINNER of 2017 Flower's Awards*

"I now pronounce you husband and wife," Said His Father Smiling. I sat and wept in The back of the whole congregation. I watched as they leaned forward to kiss each other. It wasn't over yet. "Now for your final words to the congregation? " His father asked. Jace scoped the crowd until his eyes landed on me. He had a devilish grin plastered on his face. I knew what was coming next. "I Jace Hunter, REJECT my mate Jade Smith," He said without hesitation. I felt a disconnection. I began to beg the fates to stop him from doing this, but they even cheered for the two. He picked her up off Her feet and walked towards the doors. I could feel my heart racing, then slowing down rapidly. I couldn't breathe. Everyone was cheering for the two, then they all looked at me and laughed. Like I was just a joke like I was nothing but a fool. I don't know why I showed up. I stood up to leave and I felt sick to my stomach, and like I was slowly dying. I fell to the floor and I cried and cried. Everything was happening so fast. I knew he was in bed with her already, I could feel it, but I felt the opposite of what people described as the opposite sensational feeling. I felt pain, with every stroke. I felt like my insides were being torn out of my body. I lied there, in immense pain as everyone laughed. Their laughter was growing louder and louder. I didn't think it could get any worse than this. Then he mated her.. I could feel my world slowly crashing as my hips went ablaze and my insides felt like they were on fire. This is what hell feels like. It was supposed to be me! Not her, but she won. She got exactly what she wanted...