Pesquise dramas curtos grátis - Dramafinds

On our fifth wedding anniversary, I nestled in the arms of my vampire husband, Alaric, and offered my neck to his lingering kisses. My breath caught as my hand fumbled in my pocket for the pregnancy test crystal. It glowed faintly, showing a clear positive result. I planned to reveal my pregnancy as my final surprise for the night: we were going to have a half-vampire child of our own. Alaric's confidant, Roman, grinned suggestively and asked in the Old Tongue of the Kindred: "Your Highness, and what of your childhood friend, the beautiful pureblood Elise? Does she satisfy you?" Alaric's mocking laughter rumbled against my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied in the same Old Tongue: "Like fire, wild and intensely hot. The harder you bite, the sweeter she yields." His fingertip was still tracing the bite marks on my neck, but his gaze was far away. "Just be sure to keep this quiet. I'd be ruined if my dear wife found out." The clansmen chuckled, raising their blood-filled goblets to pledge their secrecy. The warmth in my blood ran to ice. They had forgotten. Born of a noble human line that had intermarried with the Kindred for generations, I was fluent in their Old Tongue. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect hostess's smile plastered on my face, but the hand gripping my glass began to tremble. Alaric probably thought that if I found out, I would cry and demand to know why he treated me this way, just as I had before. But what he didn't know was that this time, everything was different. The marriage contract was void. I sent a message to my father: "Father, I've lost the bet. I am coming home to inherit the family estate."

A med student wakes as a murdered medieval queen. Armed with a cross-time device, she sheds fifty kilos and saves the king with surgery. Facing scheming nobles, she crushes them with modern tech. She skips palace romance, hits the road with the old king, and finds freedom. Can a queen who lost everything ever stop rewriting the world?

On our fifth wedding anniversary, I nestled in the arms of my vampire husband, Alaric, and offered my neck to his lingering kisses. My breath caught as my hand fumbled in my pocket for the pregnancy test crystal. It glowed faintly, showing a clear positive result. I planned to reveal my pregnancy as my final surprise for the night: we were going to have a half-vampire child of our own. Alaric's confidant, Roman, grinned suggestively and asked in the Old Tongue of the Kindred: "Your Highness, and what of your childhood friend, the beautiful pureblood Elise? Does she satisfy you?" Alaric's mocking laughter rumbled against my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied in the same Old Tongue: "Like fire, wild and intensely hot. The harder you bite, the sweeter she yields." His fingertip was still tracing the bite marks on my neck, but his gaze was far away. "Just be sure to keep this quiet. I'd be ruined if my dear wife found out." The clansmen chuckled, raising their blood-filled goblets to pledge their secrecy. The warmth in my blood ran to ice. They had forgotten. Born of a noble human line that had intermarried with the Kindred for generations, I was fluent in their Old Tongue. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect hostess's smile plastered on my face, but the hand gripping my glass began to tremble. Alaric probably thought that if I found out, I would cry and demand to know why he treated me this way, just as I had before. But what he didn't know was that this time, everything was different. The marriage contract was void. I sent a message to my father: "Father, I've lost the bet. I am coming home to inherit the family estate."

On our fifth wedding anniversary, I nestled in the arms of my vampire husband, Alaric, and offered my neck to his lingering kisses. My breath caught as my hand fumbled in my pocket for the pregnancy test crystal. It glowed faintly, showing a clear positive result. I planned to reveal my pregnancy as my final surprise for the night: we were going to have a half-vampire child of our own. Alaric's confidant, Roman, grinned suggestively and asked in the Old Tongue of the Kindred: "Your Highness, and what of your childhood friend, the beautiful pureblood Elise? Does she satisfy you?" Alaric's mocking laughter rumbled against my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied in the same Old Tongue: "Like fire, wild and intensely hot. The harder you bite, the sweeter she yields." His fingertip was still tracing the bite marks on my neck, but his gaze was far away. "Just be sure to keep this quiet. I'd be ruined if my dear wife found out." The clansmen chuckled, raising their blood-filled goblets to pledge their secrecy. The warmth in my blood ran to ice. They had forgotten. Born of a noble human line that had intermarried with the Kindred for generations, I was fluent in their Old Tongue. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect hostess's smile plastered on my face, but the hand gripping my glass began to tremble. Alaric probably thought that if I found out, I would cry and demand to know why he treated me this way, just as I had before. But what he didn't know was that this time, everything was different. The marriage contract was void. I sent a message to my father: "Father, I've lost the bet. I am coming home to inherit the family estate."

Freya gave up everything for her husband—only to be humiliated, betrayed, and sold to pay off his debts. Her family thinks she is nothing but a useless housewife. They couldn't be more wrong. Freya is secretly the founder of Alysia, one of the world's most powerful luxury empires. Now she's done sacrificing. As Freya reclaims her fortune and identity, the family that threw her away can only watch as the woman they despised becomes the one person they can’t afford to lose.

A modern medical student transmigrated into the body of Theresa, the obese queen of the Kingdom of Bolun in the Middle Ages. The original owner had been publicly humiliated at the blessing ceremony and then strangled to death by the white lotus Lia. After being reborn, the female lead was determined to take revenge. Banished to the desolate cold palace, she relied on a cross-time device to purchase modern supplies online and lose weight scientifically, stunning the palace by shedding fifty kilograms in a single month. Coincidentally, the old king fell gravely ill with abdominal pain, and she saved him with modern surgery, firmly establishing her position. Thereafter, facing successive provocations from Lia, the queen dowager, the biased king, and treasonous nobles, she brought out modern high-tech gadgets such as air conditioners, sports cars, and firearms, crushing foreign enemies in a martial arts competition between the two kingdoms, exposing everyone's treason and conspiracies, and severely punishing the villains. In the end, she let go of palace romance, accompanied the old king on a road trip across various countries, and found freedom.

Banished to the Black Forest for failing to awaken as a Dragon, Sargon discovers he carries the lost bloodline of the Golden Sacred Dragon. With a mysterious witch’s help, he defeats the realm’s finest heirs and joins Elena to defend the realm from a demonic invasion.

Emma was framed by Sophia as a fake heir of the Morgan family, cast out by her adoptive parents, and broke off her engagement with her former fiancé Ethan. Having also seen through Noah’s schemes, she left New York in despair. Three years later, she returned to high society as the wife of billionaire Alexander.

Spoiled doctor Rebecca Miller ignores her husband Victor's warnings to party with her lover Jax. Jax deliberately crashes into a pylon, killing Rebecca's parents. Blinded by lies, Rebecca refuses to save them and nearly gives away her family's fortune. After uncovering the truth, she testifies against Jax and his accomplice Lena. Victor divorces the remorseful Rebecca, leaving her to bear her guilt alone.

Lia kept her identity a secret in order to marry the CEO of Bough Holdings, Sam Bough. However, not only was she humiliated, she had to become a walking bloodbank for Mandy Moore. This devastated her and decided to divorce Sam and reclaim her lost identity. So. this began Sam's arduous journey of winning Lia back.