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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.

Neveah's wedding day ends in humiliation when her fiancé abandons her at the altar, claiming she is too controlling, stubborn, and impossible to live with. Instead of begging him to return, Neveah walks away. She takes a break from work and spends her days trying to forget the disaster that ruined her plans for the future. But just when she begins getting her life back together, her parents present her with a marriage proposal from one of their family's oldest business allies. The groom is Sebastian Blackwood. Her British nemesis. Sebastian and Neveah have hated each other since high school. Their rivalry followed them through college, with every encounter turning into a competition. Neither has ever been willing to admit defeat. Sebastian isn't interested in marriage either. His father's endless blind dates have left him convinced that most women only want his wealth, influence, and family name. But when his father suggests Neveah, Sebastian surprisingly agrees. After all, Neveah would rather insult him than flatter him for his money. Their marriage begins as nothing more than a convenient arrangement between two powerful families. But living under the same roof is a completely different battle. Their arguments become banter. Their rivalry becomes attraction. And the woman Sebastian once considered his greatest annoyance slowly becomes the only woman he can't imagine losing. For Neveah, however, falling in love again is terrifying. After being abandoned once, trusting another man with her heart feels like giving him the power to destroy her all over again. Sebastian is determined to prove that he isn't her first fiancé—and that this time, she wasn't chosen for him. She was chosen by him. They married expecting to survive each other. Neither expected to fall in 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?

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.

“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.