Suppressed Existence

Secrets, lies and deceit are something Harry Potter has been living with for 4 years. An unmissable opportunity arises and Harry grabs it with two hands, defecting and taking on the alias of the Dark Lords own Chaos in the graveyard 4th year. Powerful and sneaky, Harry shows he really isn't the Gryffindor savior everyone believes and the Dark Lord wants him for himself. HP/TMR.❗Not mine! All credits go to Jessiikaa15 on fanfiction.net❗

Marriage had always been my dream but not to a man about whom I know nothing.The moment my father fixed an alliance of me to a Prince without even telling or asking me, all the dreams I thought of a beautiful escape from reality, called marriage shattered into the pieces.Never in my thoughts, had I imagined that I would get married to a complete stranger of whom I only knew the name. Prince Ranvijay Dev Singh.I could see all my dreams shattering while chanting the prayers with him for our marriage. But, as soon as I took the step into his territory, my whole perspective towards a man changed.Never in my thoughts, had I imagined that I would marry such kind of man. He was beautiful, and handsome, someone a woman would desire her whole life and still would not get. And, in front of him, I was nothing.With my dark complexion, different upbringing, illiteracy and everything a princess should not be, I felt afraid even to my bones about what would he think after seeing me.I did not even deserve him.And, the mere thought of such a handsome and beautiful man finding the ugliness of his wife was twisting my stomach in thousands of ways.***Princesses should be beautiful, smart, intelligent, well-educated and up to the mark in all aspects of life. In the era of the 17th century when all the Princes were in search of the most beautiful brides. Prince Ranvijay Dev Singh got married to Aishwarya through a political arrangement. And, after seeing her wife after the wedding, he became the reason for the turning of her world upside down.Let's dive to enjoy the journey of a politically arranged marriage.@Copyright2023

"You're mine, no one else's." He whispers in my ear. "No one will touch you like I will touch you, no one will look at you anyway. Because princess you are mine and only mine." He says. "Excuse me." I glare at him. "I'm no ones."I haven't even known him for a month and he think he has some claim over be. We aren't werewolves for fucks sake. "That's where you're wrong." He chuckles lowly. "If I have to carve my name on you're body for the whole world to see." He pauses. "I will." -------------My name is Ezra Ferrari, I'm the heir to the Northern Italian Mafia. I was born a killer. I was born a monsterI was born to take out the Southern Italian mafia. Aka The Vincenzo's. Follow me on a wild ride of love, lust and most importantly betrayal.

Title: 穿书炮灰带崽求生Author：冰城不冷Status: Completed Description:Su Xing struggled in the apocalypse for ten years, but died in the final battle. After traveling to the interstellar world, he still could not escape the fate of being a cannon fodder.In the interstellar world, he was forced to marry and have children. When his husband was convicted, he was forced to be exiled to the waste star and lived as cannon fodder.He looked at the hungry dragon cub who was eating pebbles to make ends meet and the cheap husband who was almost out of life, his face turned dark.The opening scene is in hell mode, for fear that the cannon fodder family will turn over.Su Xing spent his last breath and forcibly awakened his powers. As a life power user, he could still die of illness or starvation. But he couldn't feed two dragons!Fortunately, his dragon cub was easy to feed and they could eat whatever they wanted. The big dragon are more difficult to raise, but it is willing to eat grass without meat.The dragon, who has lost his memory, is very aggrieved. His friends always force him to eat grass and don't give him much meat. It's really too much!The general who had recovered his memory was even more aggrieved. His friend was not even willing to give him grass, let alone meat.....This is the story of the cannon fodder family who survived with their cubs and conquered the stars after being exiled.

BOOK 1 OF THE GIFT CHRONICLES••• When the Moon Goddess created the first werewolves, she split one soul between the two of them, thus creating a perfect soulmate for every werewolf thereafter, known as their mate. Upon the birth of a werewolf, she assigns them with a supernatural ability, known as their Gift•••Ares is a killer. During the day, she is busy fulfilling her duties as the Gamma of her pack. However, before anyone wakes, she sneaks out to unclaimed territory and assassinates rogues to avenge her parents' murder. The Moon Goddess made the mistake of granting her the ability to materialize weapons at will, and Ares fully intended to use her powers as much as she could to deal out vigilante justice. Cain, the cruel Alpha of the Blood Lake Pack, has given up on finding his mate. At 28 years old, it seems unlikely that he will ever find her. All hope is lost until he meets the shockingly violent Gamma from a neighboring pack. His only problem is, she won't go with him easily. Highest Ranks: #1 in Love• 8/7/19#1 in TeenFiction• 8/30/19#1 in Luna• 9/2/19#1 in Rogue•8/9/19#6 in Werewolf•8/12/19 #7 in Alpha•8/12/19#3 in Mate•9/2/19#1 in Supernatural•8/20/19#1 in Assassin•8/30/19

A competitive figure skater is forced to trade places with a rival hockey player in order to avoid being kicked out of the rink.Blurb-"I see you have met Aiden," Mr. Hansen said to me, popping his head over the railing from the the top of the bleachers. He looked quite ecstatic that Aiden and I were already talking. "If you don't already know, Zoe, Aiden is going to be joining the hockey team starting effective next week with the new sponsorship."I forced a fake smile onto my face, gritting my teeth. "How did we get so lucky?"I turned my attention back onto Aiden, quirking an eyebrow as I looked him over- just trying to get an input of who this guy was. The man was stupidly handsome - if you managed to get past the oversized ego that sat on his shoulders. "Enjoying the view?"His sexist comment snapped me back into reality, resulting in me letting out a not-so-ladylike snort. "Please, the only reason I have to look at you is to try and figure out just what it is exactly that would make you so smug, but as far as I can tell, you have absolutely nothing going for you."Despite my effort to get a response out of him, he smirked as if accepting the challenge. "Besides the fact I am the number one center in the state of Massachusetts?""Am? Don't you mean was? Now was looks bad on a resume."Aiden's jaw clenched, and in that moment I would have been dead if looks could kill. I was pretty sure that if it'd been legal for him to hit a girl, he would have already been on the ice by now. But it wasn't, and I'd clearly just won.I felt quite satisfied with myself and decided it'd be fun to rub some salt in his freshly wounded ego. I turned and sprinted across the ice before looking back over my shoulder and blew him a fake kiss, lifted my left leg up, and smacked my butt in a sense to let him know that he can just kiss my ass before I'd let him take over this rink.

One of his hands slides underneath my dress and between my thighs, trying to separate them. I press them together harder, and see his facial expression-It was dark, he was clearly getting aggravated at my defiance. His fingernails start digging into my flesh, as I let out a weak sob. My voice seemed to have left me as the world around me became nothing. Was I going to accept this? Eyesight blurry, I become dizzy- intense nausea seeping in. I hope I throw up. I hope it disgusts him enough to leave me the hell alone. What if I get away and he follows me to my mom? What if he hurts her? As soon as the panic comes, it leaves. Had someone finally heard my screams and pleas for help? The old man is knocked off of my body in a blur, and I take this chance to crawl away from his hunched form; My bones aching from the hard, dirty floor. I reach the brick wall, and let myself fall limp on a patch of ivy. I suddenly feel tired, my energy was draining. I feel a heating sensation warming up my chest- spreading like a wildfire; My veins turn a glowing citrus, orange color- but it quickly goes away. Did I see that correctly? Although, the weak feeling doesn't go away. I shut my eyes momentarily, only to reopen them to fill my curiosity. I don't see much because of the black blobs coating my vision. The veins on my arms have went back to their normal blue, as if I hadn't seen them turn any odd color at all. Maybe I was hallucinating. I was only able to witness one thing, and I had a sinking feeling that I probably shouldn't have watched. I was able to spot out a masculine figure grab the old man by his neck, and what I saw next shocked me to my deepest core. His eyes turn an intense silky red as his fangs come out quickly and he gives an evil, intimidating smile. "I'm gonna enjoy this." He states in his low guttural voice as he reaches forward and rips the old man's liver out.

Thanks to Frisk, the Underground is liberated. And the six humans have returned.Guide Clover back to their friends.(Prequel to Ask Post-Pacifist Noelle, HEAVY Undertale Yellow spoilers!)