Astra

Fairytales are all about fantasy and happy endings but this one doesn't have magic, fairy godmothers, evil stepmothers and stepsisters, evil queens, and poisoned apples. This is an untold fairytale about a sophisticated lady who cares so deeply about reputation and a shameless man who doesn't give a care. Will they be able to have their happy ending like most fairytales?

Detective Clea McEnery takes on a case which requires her to move to a countryside town to spy on a drug Cartel's activities. There, she's thrown into a chaotic world of supernatural beings and swept up in a whirlwind romance with an alpha who hates his werewolf identity. — A thousand years ago, in the town of Ohalo, a witch, desperate to save humans from the ravages of supernatural beings, made a deal with the devil and became a powerful demon. With her power, she killed the man she loved and pursued the creatures to a parallel dimension, then sealed them off with a portal. Then she disappeared afterwards. Fast forward to the present day. Clea McEnery takes on a case which requires her to move to Ohalo to spy on a drug Cartel's activities. There, she encounters Tyler Forrest, her high school sweetheart. Together again, it doesn't take long for enormous sparks to fly between them. But as their passionate romance grows, so does her attraction to the Town-outcast. She met him on her arrival, and he stared right into her soul. Like it belonged to him. And with how frequently she kept finding herself naked in his arms no matter how hard she tried to stay away, Clea was starting to realise that maybe she did belong to him. In ways she couldn't understand.

On the surface, Aurora Steele lived every woman’s dream, married to the powerful Xavier Steele, mother to a beautiful daughter, her life seemed perfect. But behind closed doors, warmth turned to cold distance, and shadows crept into her home. Her twin sister, Lilith, returned with a son who carried Xavier’s eyes, weaving herself into their lives until Aurora’s world shattered. Poison claimed her daughter. Betrayal silenced her pleas. And just when Aurora thought she had found the cure, death struck her down. But fate was not done with her. Reborn one year earlier before everything went to hell, Aurora steels her heart. No longer the loving wife waiting for scraps of affection, she vows to protect her daughter and expose the lies that once destroyed her. Bound by a contract marriage for one final year, she hides her pain behind a calm smile, even as Xavier grows unsettled by the woman he thought he knew. This time, the betrayed wife will not beg. This time, the forsaken mother will not forgive. And this time, the sister who stole everything… will pay it all back in blood.

The evening air was biting cold, sending shivers down Cole's spine. She was sure she'd turn into an icicle when, without warning, Vincent gently scooped her up. A soft gasp escaped her lips as he settled them both across the length of the bed, pulling her close as he draped an extra blanket over their entwined forms. A warm blush bloomed across Cole's cheeks as she became acutely aware of their intimate position. But Vincent, with his steady composure, seemed entirely unbothered, simply relaxing into the bed’s softness. "Get some sleep," he murmured, his voice a soothing rumble that resonated in her chest. Sensing her gaze, he added, "The power will be back on once the damage is repaired. So… just stay close to me until then." Cole took a deep breath, willing her racing heart to calm. Slowly, she let herself melt into his embrace, resting her head on his broad chest. The faint scent of spring blossoms and cypress swirled around her, a fragrance that felt both comforting and familiar. She nestled closer, the warmth of his body chasing away the chill as sleep began to tug at her eyelids. With each steady beat of his heart, Cole felt a sense of peace she hadn't known she needed. She smiled softly, the rhythm of his heartbeat the most beautiful melody, lulling her into the comfort of dreams. As survivors of a collapsed society, a group of doctors are the world's last hope for a cure. In order to protect each other and the future, they've worked in secret. Preserving resources which become scarcer year after year. Among these survivors, a pair of doctors endure challenges as a deadly contagion spreads. Against better judgment, an unexpected bond develops between them and their patient.

In the Philippines, there is a well-known and commonly practiced superstitious belief called pagpag, loosely translated as "to dust-off." One should never go home directly after visiting a wake or a funeral, because the ghost of the deceased might latch on and cause hauntings or attract evil. Now, where can Filipinos pagpag and lead spirits astray? It could be anywhere: a restaurant, a mall, that house down the street where your toxic ex lives… but usually, people opt for 7-Eleven convenience stores and nobody knows why. Follow the story of Akira Basilio: a part-time staff who mans the Luntian Street 7-Eleven on Thursday and Friday nights, which sounds completely normal; except Akira had the ability to communicate with the dead. She maintained a quiet life by keeping her sixth sense a secret from both the living and the departed, until a particularly persistent spirit flips everything into chaos when he entangles Akira in a hunt for a murderer.

Her life was perfect, she lived the life that everybody wants. Free from all the pain and suffering the world has to offer for a mere human like her. She was beautiful, loved and adored by everyone and most of all, she had parents that no one in this world would ever find. ut life is a twisted jerk wanting to ruin everything. When she entered Delphaize Academy, her eyes were awakened, she saw the cruelness of the world. She felt that she was being murdered from inside-out, wanting to bring back the life she used to live. Will she accept the fate that she has been given? Will she conquer the conquest that was destined for her?