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“ The price for saving you... Do you know what it is?” Adrian's hoarse voice entered her ears. “ W-what...?” Estelle's heart pounded faster and faster. She felt a looming sense of trepidation. The Alpha of her enemy's territory leaned forward slightly, his pale blue eyes never left hers. “ It is for you to become my Luna. My mate, Estelle.” Estelle felt something go off in her head. Her mind blanked out. She took a step back in disbelief. Her mind struggling to come in terms with what she heard. Estelle Winterbourne was the heir of Silvervale and was one of the strongest werewolves in the pack. As daughter of the alpha and bonded to Darius Hale, her father’s chosen successor, her path seemed set. Until she became the problem. Her father wanted a docile and foolishly obedient daughter . And her Darius wanted her title, not her. She was framed and betrayed by her own father and mate. Who sentenced her to the White Exile. They stripped her of rank, carved the traitor’s mark into her skin, and left her chained in the Deadfall — a frozen wasteland where no wolf survives a night. She would have died if not for him. Adrian Lykas, The Alpha of Frostveil. The “Ice Devil.” Her family’s sworn enemy. The man she was raised to hate. He finds her half-dead, more frost than flesh, and does the unthinkable: He saved her life. But that came with a huge cost. Estelle must pretend to love the very man she was raised to hate and be his mate in public. To her, that was the worst punishment she could receive. For Adrian was a man she loathed. However... Slowly, Estelle began to discover that Adrian wasn't as bad as her family made him to be.

Dimas Wibisono is one missed meal away from total collapse. When his former high school crush and current corporate shark, Hana Sofea Rahman, offers him a 'fake' consulting job to save her reputation, he thinks his prayers are answered. But as they navigate the cutthroat world of finance and the slow-burning embers of an old flame, Dimas's secrets threaten to bankrupt their second chance at love.

I live double lives, but with one very strict rule: never get involved with the clients. By day, I plan weddings I'll never have. Every bride who calls on me gets the wedding of her dreams. And even though no man's ever wanted to end up with me, watching the joy on my brides' faces is enough. By night, I put on a mask and become the comfort I can't find anywhere else. Just an hour of quiet, honest company for strangers who've run out of people to trust. It's not romance - not even close. But I get my own kind of comfort from it too. Then three men walk into my carefully guarded life, all at once, all determined to break my one rule: one I used to hate, one I'm not allowed to see, and one who's already trouble next door. I have a very terrible feeling I only need to be afraid of one of them - the Stranger in My Bed.

Diana Flora was a struggling young single mother. Stress here, loans there, problems everywhere. Barely surviving, but she’d sacrifice everything for her daughter, Adriana. Just when she thought life couldn’t get more complicated, an unwanted guest from her past crashed Adriana’s sixteenth birthday party. He strode in with confidence, charm, and a trigger that dragged Diana straight down memory lane. Suddenly, all the sweetest, most sinful, and all forbidden memories came rushing back along with the last man on earth she ever wanted to see: Ricochet Rosewood… her ex-husband. He’s back, asking for a second chance. But will Diana give him her hand—or will she ricochet his love?

Aria Montgomery has spent her entire life enjoying freedom in the United States. Fiercely independent and unapologetically unconventional, marriage is the last thing on her mind—until her Filipino father orders her to fly to the Philippines and meet the man she has been engaged to since childhood. Determined to reject the arrangement, Aria arrives in Manila ready to sabotage the engagement before it even begins. What she doesn't know is that she has already met her fiancé. Marco Villanueva, a successful lawyer carrying years of resentment against Aria's father, has no intention of revealing his identity. Amused by Aria's stubborn personality, he allows her to mistake him for an assistant and even helps her search for the very fiancé she is trying to avoid. As laughter turns into friendship and friendship slowly becomes something deeper, old wounds, family secrets, and a decades-old tragedy begin to surface. Marco's quest for revenge collides with his growing feelings for Aria, while hidden enemies manipulate events from the shadows. When the truth finally comes to light, Aria finds herself trapped between the man she loves and the father she trusts. In a story filled with romance, betrayal, mystery, and second chances, can love survive when it is built upon secrets and revenge?

“You’re nothing but a slut who crawled into my bed for money—worth less than braille to me.” Nich’s voice was flat, cold, and utterly void of emotion, every word a sharp blade straight to my heart. “N… Nich!” I clung to him from behind, desperate to believe he didn’t mean it—only for him to pry my arms away and shove me aside roughly. “You’re a whore… the most disgusting woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.” The slap cracked against my cheek, hard and stinging. Alongside it, he tossed a cheque—half a million pesos—right at my feet. “Get out of my life. Don’t ever let me see your face again.” A bitter, broken laugh bubbled up my throat. I tore the cheque into tiny pieces without a second thought. Tears streamed down my face, but I forced a sharp, unyielding smile. “Fine. I’m leaving. Keep your money. You think as a big-shot CEO you can buy anything you want? You’re wrong. My dignity isn’t for sale—not to a fool, and certainly not to a man as blind and stupid as you.” “From this moment on… we never knew each other.” Every beat of my heart felt like it was being pierced by a thousand needles. I once hoped there was goodness even among the wealthy—but I was wrong. Today I learned the cruel truth: for people like him, money is the only law, and wealth is the only justice that matters.

I don't know how it happened. One minute I'm living an extremely lonely life and all it takes is getting lost to change all of that. But, change is good, right? Yeah, if you take the fact that I was entrusted with the most adorable little girl as good. Throw in a reunion with a twin brother that I haven't seen in years and a gang of bad boys to the pile and all is peachy keen. As complicated as it seems, there's more. Now, I have to keep a certain mystery boy away from me for my own sake. I have to deal with a brother that thinks these bad boys are his new best friends. And on top of all of that, someone's after me. Forget the fact that this is senior year. Why can't I just be Khloe Mason, an uncoordinated mess of fandoms. Now, I'm The Bad Boy's...What?

Mira was never meant to go looking for the truth. After her father’s death is buried beneath royal silence and her mother’s desperate warnings, Mira does the one thing she swore she wouldn’t she runs. Straight toward the legend her family has spent years trying to forget: the Ember Heart, a relic so dangerous the king himself forbids its name. What she doesn’t expect is him. A stranger with her stolen necklace, a wicked sense of humor, and secrets sharper than the sword at his hip. Ryo is infuriating, unreadable, and impossible to walk away from, and he is not at all who he claims to be. Because Ryo isn’t just hiding from the world. He’s the last hidden prince of a dragon bloodline the world believes extinct. As their paths tangle deeper, through stolen books, midnight chases, and a kingdom hunting them both for different reasons, Mira begins to realize the Ember Heart was never just her father’s secret. It may be the only thing standing between Ryo’s people and extinction. And soon, Mira must decide what she’s willing to give up, the truth she crossed a kingdom for, or the man she never meant to fall for. Because some answers cost more than you’re prepared to pay.

Two years of being Mrs. Ryan Fox. Two years of drafting his plans at midnight while he took the applause. Then I tear a page, a county clerk squints at the seal, and my whole marriage turns out to be a forgery. Same day, a stranger tells me my dead father left me a fortune. One condition: a husband by the end of the month. Funny. I just lost mine. I find Ryan in his office, laughing with my best friend. Husband and wife, five years running. I walk out with one suitcase and a plan I’m too angry to be afraid of. The plan is Lex Kingsley. Cold. Untouchable. Billionaire. His offer is simple: one year, separate bedrooms, no feelings. But he watches me barefoot in his kitchen at midnight and says, “Counting the hours until you break your own rule, Lilly.” I hate that I’m counting too. What if the one man I can’t fall for is the one who knows how my father died?

SLOANE HOLBROOK is a thirty-five-year-old copywriter whose only commitment is to sarcasm, but every major holiday turns her into a single, pitiful spectacle for her judgmental family. Her solution? JACKSON, a charming, commitment-phobic Australian golf coach who needs a distraction just as badly as she does. They forge the "Holidate Pact" a year-long contract to be each other’s flawless, platonic plus-ones for every major event, with one rigid rule: zero feelings. But when a New Year's Eve kiss designed for public consumption feels startlingly real, Sloane and Jackson realize surviving the holiday calendar is easy; surviving the relentless, rule-breaking, undeniable attraction might be impossible. They signed up for a cynical transaction, but what happens when their fake relationship becomes the most honest thing in their lives?