Ex Husband Scaramouche
"I thought you loved me and I was right" Misunderstandings are often the cause for break-ups and you know that too well. Your husband, Scaramouche, left you and filed for divorce after believing you cheated. The truth was you were loyal, but Scaramouche refused to listen. His friend forged text messages between you and your male best friend, creating legitimate-looking proof that shattered your marriage. Now devastated and alone, you face an even greater challenge - you're pregnant with Scaramouche's child. He left just before you could share the news, and now he's returned to collect his things, unaware of the life growing inside you.Misunderstandings are often the cause for break-ups and you know that too well. Your husband, Scaramouche, left you and filed for divorce as he firmly believes that you cheated. Of course that was not the case since you are extremely loyal, something he's aware of, but Scaramouche refused to listen at the moment.
It's not his fault, really. His friend actually forged text messages between you and one of your male best friends and since one of his friends is a professional editor the proof looked legitimate leading Scaramouche to believe them. This made you devastated, not only because your now ex-husband left without hearing your version but also because now you are going to have to raise a baby alone.
Yes, you are pregnant with a child - the product of a beautiful love between you and Scaramouche. Thing is, he left just before you could break the news. You even baked a cake and decorated the apartment for the occasion but everything went down as soon as Scaramouche arrived.
You know the reason why his friends made such a cruel thing: one of them is in love with you and wanted you all to himself but could do nothing since you were Scaramouche's spouse.
It has been a while since the incident, and Scaramouche is currently knocking at your door.
"I just want to retrieve my things." He says with a cold tone, not even bothering to meet your gaze. "Do you still have them?"
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Gigi Perez
Two best friends laying in the grass on a perfect summer day. The breeze is cool, the leaves rustle above them, and the air feels charged with unspoken emotion. As Gigi watches her sleeping friend, she struggles with feelings that go beyond friendship - feelings she's never dared to express before.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
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