Chapter: 5: INVISIBLE WIFEISABELLA Dalawang taon na ang lumipas mula ng unang araw ng aming kasal. Dalawang taon ng pakiramdam na laging kulang, dalawang taon ng pagsusumikap, at dalawang taon ng pagiging… invisible. Nagising ako nang maaga, tulad ng nakagawian ko sa loob ng dalawang taon. Kahit wala siyang sinasabi, alam kong ang bawat araw ay kailangang maayos, bawat galaw ay dapat perpekto. Ang bahay ay tahimik sa umaga—ang tanging tunog ay ang hangin sa bintana at ang malumanay na tunog ng alarm sa relo ko. Huminga ako nang malalim at tiningnan ang sarili sa salamin. Ang buhok ko ay maayos, ang makeup ko natural, ang damit ko simple pero elegante. Para sa kanya, para sa pamilya, para sa mundong gusto niyang ipakita sa lahat na maayos ang buhay namin. Ngunit sa likod ng lahat ng iyon, ramdam ko pa rin ang bakante sa dibdib ko. Naglakad ako sa kusina, nagbuhos ng kape at nag-init ng mga pagkain para sa breakfast. Dalawang taon ng routine, pero hindi ko pa rin nararamdaman na tama ang lahat para sa kanya.
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Chapter: 4: IM TRYINGISABELLA Matapos ang masakit na unang umaga, alam kong kailangan kong ipakita ang sarili ko bilang mabuting asawa kahit alam kong hindi siya papayag. Pinilit kong ayusin ang kusina, planuhin ang tanghalian, at siguraduhing maayos ang lahat. Ngunit ramdam ko agad na bawat galaw ko ay sinusubaybayan ni Matteo, kahit hindi niya ipinapakita. “Isabella,” tawag niya mula sa drawing room, hawak ang telepono. “Saan ka pupunta?” “I w-was hoping I could accompany you in your office today....baka may kailangan ka ng tulong ,” sagot ko, mahinahon. Pilit kong kinokontrol ang kaba sa boses ko. “Why? Do you really think I need you there?” malamig niyang tanong, parang nais niyang ipakita na wala akong lugar sa mundo niya. “You’re not Sofia. You don’t know how to handle anything there.” Parang kumagat sa puso ko ang bawat salita, ngunit pilit kong hinipan ang sarili. “Gusto ko lang matutunan, Matteo. Hindi ko sinasadya na maging abala sa iyo,” sagot ko, pilit na mahinahon. Lumapit siya, pinagma
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Chapter: 3: MIRRORSISABELLA Nagising ako sa unang umaga bilang asawa ni Matteo, at agad kong naramdaman ang bigat sa dibdib ko. Ang silid ay tahimik, except sa mahinang tunog ng hangin na pumapasok sa bintana. Huminga ako nang malalim, pilit pinipigil ang kaba at pangamba sa dibdib ko. Dapat sana’y masaya ako, pero ramdam ko agad yung distansya niya—yung malamig na tingin niya kagabi, yung mga salita na parang tinik sa puso ko, paulit-ulit na bumabalik sa isip ko. “Okay, Isabella… kaya mo ‘to,” bulong ko sa sarili habang bumabangon sa kama. Pinisil ko ang mga kamay ko, nanginginig ang mga daliri. Ang tibok ng puso ko, grabe, parang gusto nang sumabog. Lumakad ako papunta sa kusina, plano kong gawin ang coffee niya. Gusto kong ipakita sa sarili ko at sa kanya na handa akong gampanan ang tungkulin ko bilang asawa. Pinili ko yung paborito niyang coffee blend, sinuklay ang tamang dami ng asukal, at inilagay sa tasa nang dahan-dahan. Pilit kong ginawang perpekto, bawat hakbang ay may halong kaba at pag-a
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Chapter: 2: LOVELY MARRIAGEISABELLA Pagkatapos ng kasal, nakaupo ako sa gilid ng kama sa aming honeymoon suite. Ang kwarto sobrang laki, parang ballroom, puno ng chandelier at bulaklak sa paligid. Ang ganda… pero ramdam ko agad yung lamig sa loob ng dibdib ko. Hindi siya para sa akin, alam ko yun. Lahat ng dekorasyon, lahat ng detalye, para sa perpektong larawan, pero ako? Ako lang ang iniwan sa gitna ng kasikatan niya. Pinisil ko ang mga kamay ko, nanginginig ang mga daliri. Ang tibok ng puso ko, grabe, parang gusto nang sumabog. Ramdam ko ang kaba at takot—at syempre, excitement. Mahal ko si Matteo. Mahal ko siya, kahit alam kong galit siya sa akin. Galit na hindi ko rin lubos maintindihan. Pumasok siya sa kwarto. Matteo. Parang biglang bumagsak ang temperatura sa silid. Ang titig niya, sobrang lamig—parang yelo. Wala siyang ngiti, walang init sa mata niya. “M-matteo…” bulong ko, pilit ngumiti. " I—” “Stop pretending na parang inosente ka! ,” putol niya sa akin ng may matulis na tono. “ Dont expect anyth
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Chapter: 1: SUBSTITUTE BRIDEISABELLA Nakatayo ako sa harap ng salamin, nakasuot ng puting bestida na mas mahirap tiisin kaysa makita sa mata. Ang tela ay makinis at mabigat, sumasayaw sa liwanag ng umagang dumadaan sa bintana. Ang bintana ay bukas ng bahagya, at may sariwang simoy ng hangin mula sa hardin, pero wala akong nadarama sa labas—maliban sa kaba sa dibdib ko at kakaibang tamis ng kakatapos lang na pagkakahanda. Ngayon ay araw ko. Araw na ikakasal ako sa lalaking minahal ko. Ang ideya lamang na makakasama ko si Matteo sa buong buhay ko ay nagbibigay ng kakaibang init sa dibdib ko. Ngunit sa bawat titig ko sa repleksyon, may bulong sa loob ko na paulit-ulit nagsasabi: “sIba dapat ang may ari ng posisiyin na ito.” Mula pagkabata, alam ko na hindi ako paborito. Ako ang tunay na anak ng pamilya, ngunit para bang palaging si Sofia, ang kanilang inampon, ang mas pinapahalagahan. Sa tuwing may pagkukulang ako, napapansin agad ng mga magulang ko, ngunit kapag nagkamali si Sofia, natatawa lang sila o pinoprot
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THE REJECTED LUNA IS BACK
Camila Ashford was just a human girl with a scholarship to Lunaris Academy, a prestigious school hidden among wolves. Despite their differences, she fell for Sebastian Cruz, a proud and powerful wolf, and when he proposed… she said yes without a second thought. For the first time, she felt truly seen, truly loved.
But the day of their wedding became the day her world shattered. In the middle of the sacred ritual, Sebastian abandoned her to save his best friend, Liliana Hayes, promising he would return before the moon rose. He never came back.
In the world of wolves, the marriage ritual is sacred. If one mate refuses the union, the other suffers an indescribable pain—and eventually, a hopeless death. Alone, heartbroken, and facing her end, Camila pleaded to the moon for one last chance.
And the moon answered.
A man appeared before her, claiming her as his mate: Dominic Valente, the Lycan King, the most powerful wolf in existence. With unmatched strength, dominance, and a desire that cannot be denied, he gives Camila a choice: accept him… or surrender to a fate worse than death
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Chapter: 16CAMILA No one mentioned what happened yesterday. Not in whispers loud enough for me to hear. Not in pointed accusations. Not even in pitying looks meant to cut deeper than cruelty. It was as if the academy had collectively decided to erase it—to fold the incident neatly away and pretend it had never happened. That, somehow, was worse. The morning air was cool when I stepped into the main hall, my shoes echoing softly against the stone floor. Students clustered in their usual groups—wolves laughing too loudly, fairies flitting past in bursts of color, witches murmuring over spellwork. Everything looked the same. Too normal. I kept my head down, fingers tightening around the strap of my bag. My body still ached in places I couldn’t explain, a dull soreness lingering beneath my skin like a bruise I couldn’t see. Every time I inhaled too deeply, my chest tightened faintly, as if remembering something my mind refused to touch. Eyes followed me. They always did. Some stares were cu
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Chapter: 15: CONFESSIONCAMILA I woke up to the scent of antiseptic and dried herbs. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. My body felt heavy, every limb slow and sore, as if I’d been dragged back from somewhere far away. The ceiling above me was white stone etched with faint healing runes, glowing softly. The school clinic. My fingers twitched against the sheets, and the memories rushed in all at once—the laughter, the diary, the running, the woods. The wolf. My breath hitched as I pushed myself upright too fast. “Camila.” A familiar voice stopped me. I turned my head. Sebastian was sitting beside the bed. Not standing tall like he usually did in the halls. Not surrounded by people. Just… there. His elbows rested on his knees, hands clasped tightly together, his expression drawn and tired, dark circles shadowing his eyes. “You’re awake,” he said quietly. My heart stuttered. For a split second, relief washed over me. Then shame followed right behind it, sharp and burning. I looked away, grip
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Chapter: 14: DARKNESSCAMILA I don’t remember when my feet stopped following the path. One moment I was running—branches clawing at my sleeves, stones cutting into the soles of my shoes, my lungs burning as if they might collapse—and the next, the academy lights were gone behind me, swallowed by the dark stretch of forest ahead. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. The woods opened around me like a mouth, deep and endless, trees towering so high they blocked the moonlight. The air smelled damp and sharp, filled with moss and pine and something wild that made my skin prickle. My legs finally gave out near a fallen log. I stumbled forward and collapsed to my knees, hands sinking into cold earth. My chest hitched as sobs tore out of me, ugly and broken, nothing like the quiet tears I’d learned to swallow at the academy. I cried like I had nowhere left to run. My head throbbed with voices. Dirty human girl. Delusional. As if he’d ever look at her. I pressed my palms over my ears, but it didn’t help. The lau
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Chapter: 13: DIRTY HUMANCAMILA I noticed my diary was missing when my fingers closed around air. At first, I thought I had misreached. I searched my bag again, slower this time, pushing aside books and folded notes, checking every pocket as if it might somehow appear if I looked hard enough. It didn’t. A thin thread of unease wrapped itself around my chest. I swallowed and told myself I must have left it in my room. I was always careful with it—too careful, maybe. It was the only place where I allowed myself to be unguarded, where my thoughts weren’t shaped by fear or survival. No one would want it. That was the lie I clung to. The courtyard was crowded between classes, filled with noise and movement. Sunlight reflected off pale stone and water, laughter drifting freely through the open space. Wolves lounged against columns, fairies hovered lazily above, witches clustered in tight circles. I moved through it quietly, eyes lowered, trying not to draw attention. Then someone said my name. Loudly. “C
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Chapter: 12: DISTANCECAMILA I learned very quickly that rumors do not fade. They grow. By the next morning, the academy felt different again. Not louder—quieter. The kind of quiet that followed me, pressed close to my back, leaned into my ears. Conversations stopped when I approached. Laughter softened into coughs and murmurs. Eyes slid away too fast or lingered too long. I kept my head down and walked. In history class, my seat felt farther from the others than it had the day before. The desk beside me remained empty, even when the room filled. When the professor called my name to answer a question, the silence afterward stretched too long, thick with something unspoken. I answered anyway. My voice didn’t shake. I made sure of that. A few students exchanged looks. Someone snorted quietly. The professor nodded once and moved on without comment, as though nothing unusual had happened. As though I hadn’t felt stripped bare under every gaze. By midday, the weight in my chest made it hard to breathe
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Chapter: 11: RUMORSCAMILA The rumors didn’t arrive all at once. They crept in quietly, like rot beneath polished floors—soft whispers that stopped when I passed, glances that lingered a second too long, laughter that didn’t quite hide itself fast enough. At first, I told myself I was imagining it. By the second week, I couldn’t anymore. I heard my name murmured behind me as I walked through the halls. I felt eyes trace my back, my legs, my hair. The looks were different now—not just disdain or curiosity, but something uglier. Something knowing. I was reaching for a book in the library when I heard it clearly for the first time. “Did you hear about the human girl?” I froze, my fingers brushing the spine of an old tome. “They say her mother worked underground. Clubs. You know the kind.” A soft laugh followed. “Guess it runs in the blood.” My chest tightened. I didn’t turn around. I didn’t need to. I knew the tone. I knew the cruelty woven into casual words meant to destroy. I checked the boo
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BILLIONAIRE'S RUNAWAY BRIDE
Sierra Medici has lived a life of abuse under her uncle and aunt, constantly tormented by her jealous cousin Claire. Her world changes when her uncle arranges for her to marry Alessandro Rossini, a feared and wealthy man rumored to be ruthless and disfigured. Terrified of the marriage, Sierra tries to escape, but Alessandro sends guards to monitor her.
One of the guards, Luiz, is sent to watch her closely. The night before the wedding, Sierra tries to flee. Luiz finds her, and after tense moments, he decides to help her escape. They flee far from the city, where life is harsh and survival is uncertain.
The story follows Sierra as she struggles to stay alive, unsure of who she can trust, while developing a complex and tense relationship with Luiz. Alessandro searches for her relentlessly, and her family, especially Claire, continues to manipulate and pressure her. The story explores survival, fear, freedom, and the blurred lines between trust, danger, and desire.
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Chapter: 13: LINE WE CROSSEDSIERRAHe lit another cigarette.The sound was small, almost insignificant, but it made me flinch anyway. The flame bloomed briefly, painting his face in sharp light before vanishing again. Smoke curled upward, thick and slow, as if even it was reluctant to leave.“Sit back down,” he said without looking at me.I didn’t.I watched him from the passenger seat, my chest tightening with every second he stayed silent. He looked tired now—not physically, but like something inside him had been stretched too thin. His shoulders were rigid, his jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle twitch beneath his skin. He stared out into the dark road, not at me, like looking at me directly would force him to make a decision he didn’t want to face.Panic rose in my throat.This was my last chance. I felt it instinctively—the way prey senses the closing of a trap.“I just need a minute,” I said,
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Chapter: 12: QUESTIONSSIERRAThe car slowed without warning.“Wait—” I started, but the words died in my throat.Gravel crunched beneath the tires as we veered off the road, the sound brutal in the quiet night. When the engine cut, the sudden silence felt wrong—too heavy, too complete. No city noise followed us here. No lights. No witnesses.We were far away now.The headlights stayed on, slicing through the darkness and revealing nothing but trees and an empty stretch of road that disappeared into shadow. I stayed perfectly still, my hands twisted tightly in the jacket around me, my pulse roaring in my ears.“What are you doing?” My voice came out thin, useless.He didn’t answer.He stepped out of the car.I flinched at the sound of the door closing, watched his tall shape move in front of the headlights. He dragged a hand through his hair, the motion sharp, restless—like someone holding himself back. When he leaned against the hood, I noticed it then: the tension in his shoulders, the way his jaw tighten
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Chapter: 11: THE GETAWAYThe car was already running when we reached it.The engine’s low hum vibrated through the night, through the soles of my feet, through my bones. Luiz opened the door and I climbed in on shaking legs, my body stiff with pain, my mind numb with terror. The door shut behind me with a dull thud that sounded final—like a line being drawn between who I was and whatever I was becoming.The car moved.I didn’t look back.I couldn’t.If I turned my head even a little, I knew I would see the house—the place that had never been home, the walls that had swallowed my childhood, the room where I had been locked away with a wedding dress waiting like a noose. I knew I would see lights turning on, shadows runnin
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Chapter: 10:WHEN HE COMES BACKWhen He Comes BackAlessandroThe city lay beneath him, sharp and glittering, every light a reminder of control—of power that bent men, money, and fate to his will.And yet, tonight, something was wrong.Alessandro Mendrez stood motionless before the window, mask discarded on the table behind him, his reflection staring back like a stranger. His jaw was tight, his fingers curled slowly, deliberately, as if restraining something violent.She had run.Not attempted.Not hesitated.She had run.The image refused to leave him—her smal
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Chapter: 9:UNEXPECTED SAVIOURI didn’t eat.The tray sat untouched on the floor long after the sun had disappeared, the food growing cold, the smell turning sour. My stomach twisted painfully—not from hunger alone, but from fear. From the knowledge that this was my last night as myself.Tomorrow, I would belong to someone else.My body shook as I sat on the edge of the bed, arms wrapped tightly around myself. Tears blurred my vision until the walls melted into shadows. I cried silently at first, biting my lip so hard it hurt, but the sobs eventually broke free, raw and uncontrollable.I couldn’t do this.I couldn’t wear the dress.I couldn’t marry him.
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Chapter: 8:THE MAN SENT TO WATCH MEChapter 8 The Man Sent to Watch MeI knew something was wrong the moment the house went quiet.Not the usual quiet—the kind that settles late at night when everyone is asleep—but a careful, deliberate silence. The kind that comes before something bad happens. The kind that makes your skin prickle and your heart start to race for no reason at all.I was sitting on the floor when I heard it. Voices. Low. Male.I pressed myself closer to the wall, breath shallow, ears straining.“…keep her locked until morning,” my uncle slurred. I could hear the alcohol in his voice even through the thick wood of the door. “She’s stubborn. Might try something stupid.”“She won’t,” another man said.His voice was different. Calm. Cold. Controlled.“She won’t escape,” the man continued. “That’s why I’m here.”My stomach dropped.“Alessandro doesn’t tolerate mistakes,” my uncle added, laughing nervously. “If she disappears, it’s my neck.”There was a pause. Then the calm voice again. “It won’t happen.”I
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