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Wrenley moves to Waindale, the place where her mother grew up and where her grandmother still lives. Between the pine trees and above the wet ground, she soon realizes that Waindale is anything but the perfect place she remembers it as. Dark things stalk the woods. Dark things are pulling her in. "I turn on the lamp that's sat on top of my dresser. The pink lampshade makes my room glow with a feminine warmth, and it shines through the glass of my window; a signal so he can find his way home. It's dark out there, so bone-chillingly dark that I nearly fear for him before realizing that he is the greatest danger in those woods."

Tate flirts with danger the same way he flirts with men. Recklessly. So when his father’s debts land him in the hands of Enzo Moretti, a cold-blooded mafia boss with a smile as sharp as his threats, Tate should be terrified. Instead, he flirts harder, hiding sharp eyes behind thick glasses like he doesn’t see the monster watching him. But he does. He always did. Enzo is no ordinary criminal. He’s a werewolf with a body built to break, a past soaked in blood, and a temper barely kept in check. Tate is supposed to be collateral—silent, obedient, forgotten. But Tate? He’s loud, shameless, stubborn enough to make Enzo feel. For months, they circle each other—clashing, teasing, burning. Enzo should’ve killed him, but instead, he steals him. Holds him. Breaks him open until their craving for each other twists between punishment and pleasure, until need feels like worship, and pain starts to taste like love. Then, when Tate thinks he’s escaped, when he thinks he’s free—Enzo lets him go. When someone else tries to take what’s already his, Enzo doesn’t hesitate. He drags Tate back, and now the boy wears his name, carries his ring, and sleeps in his bed. Maybe Tate should hate him. But he doesn’t. Because he never wanted gentle. He never wanted safe. He wanted this—blinding, consuming desire. And Enzo? He doesn’t let go. Not when he’s tasted him. Marked him. Owned him. Because monsters like him don’t share. Not even with their own blood.

This story is not a typical love story. It contains situations that young people often experience such as being awakened to reality, being overwhelmed with loneliness and being inlove. Meet Kanna, a highschool girl who chooses to distance herself from other people. She can be described as the typical weeb girl who prefer to be friends with fictional characters and spend her day infront of her computer. What if in the middle of her boring journey,she meets a man who awakens her spirit and curiosity? Let’s take a look at the love story of two personalities who met on an unexpected platform and wrong settings.

The sun hit my face through the window as I woke up, and reality crashed in—I lost my virginity to a stranger. My mind spun back to last night, to what I overheard outside the VIP lounge. My boyfriend’s voice, Liam’s laugh, Maya’s mocking tone—burned into me. “I can’t believe she actually thinks you’d date her. Such an ugly duckling thinking she could be a princess,” Maya sneered. And Liam… the man I gave five years of my life to… laughed with her. “When I’m tired of playing, I’ll let you know. I love this game, even if it’s taken so long.” Two years chasing him, five years dating him—just a stupid game. My love was never love to him. One drink. One dizzy stumble back to my hotel room. One man who felt both familiar and like a stranger. And one night that changed everything. Now, I don’t know his face. But I can’t forget the way it felt.

In the fifth year of my spiritual practice, my phone suddenly exploded with messages. [Aria, why aren't you replying? Are you really that petty?] Puzzled, I opened Messenger, and froze. My cousin, who never seemed to measure up to me and always went out of her way to oppose me, was getting married, and she expected me to attend. "Sorry, I've been busy lately. I won't be able to make it," I replied politely. However, my courteous response only fueled their ridicule. "Stop pretending! You haven't kept in touch with your family for years. Are you too embarrassed because your life is such a mess?" "She won't even come to her own cousin's wedding? How heartless!" "Let me guess, the real reason she can't come is she can't afford a wedding gift." One cutting remark after another appeared, until Betty Stewart stepped in, feigning concern. "Come on, don't be so harsh on Aria. We're family, after all." "If she's really struggling, I could ask my husband to help her get a cleaning job." Then she sent me the digital invitation, the gold lettering gleaming. When I saw the groom's name, my pupils constricted in shock. Joseph Clark? Wasn't he the short-lived husband who had spent three years sucking up to me just to extend his life?

Connor Lockwood abandons me at the hospital's entrance even though I'm bleeding in the middle of my pregnancy. He insists on sending his client, a divorcée, home. The blood flows down my legs, but he hurries off without another look back. He should've been at the hospital and by my side, but instead, I see him in his client's social media update. It's captioned, "Thank goodness for my wonderful lawyer. Do you know who gets to have hangover soup when they're drunk? Me!" I spend the rest of the night wide awake. The following morning, I calmly dial a number. "Dad, I've made up my mind. I'll return home in three days to take over the company."

WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN SEXUAL AND STEAMY ACTIONS, FRAUDULENT AND CRIMINAL ACTS, FOUL WORDS AND OTHER ILLEGAL DOINGS. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Dahil sa isang engkwentrong naganap sa kanilang delikadong misyon ay nabulag si Ramiro Castillejo at siya’y inalis sa Black Underground Organization. He worked alone, he became an outcast. Sa kanyang galing sa pagiging assassin ay nabansagan siyang “The Blind Hitman” ng mga taong nakakakilala sa kanya ngunit meron siyang isang napakalaking problema, iyon ay ang organization na binalikan siya at ngayon ay nakikita siya bilang isang kaaway at isang malaking banta na dapat ng patahimikin at iligpit. Dahil sa pagbabanta ng organization sa kanyang buhay ay natagpuan niya ang sarili sa isa sa mga malalaki at maiimpluwensyang crime family sa Pilipinas, iyon ay ang Casa Clemente at ang tumatayong Don ay ang matalik niyang kaibigan na si Aarav Clemente. Pinangakuan siya nito ang kayamanan at proteksyon sa isang kundisyon, iyon ay ang patayin ang kalabang crime family ng mga Clemente, ang mga Fortez at ang main target nito si Don Octavio Fortez. Handa na sana siyang patayin ito at gawin ang pinapatrabaho ni Aarav ngunit isang babae ang sisira ng mga plano niya. Si Eleizha Fortez na nag iisang anak ni Don Octavio. Eleizha is smart, fun, sweet and a cheerful lady at hindi niya akalaing anak ito ng mafia boss dahil mabait ito at mapagmahal. Nagustuhan at tinanggap siya ni Eleizha sa kabila ng kanyang kapansanan at ngayon lamang siya nakaramdam ng ganon sa tanang buhay niya. Magawa niya pa kayang patayin ang tatay nito kung may espesyal na puwang na sa puso niya ang dalaga?

Listening to the advice of her parents, Emma gives up her true love and marries Lucien, a cold and cruel Alpha. Five years later, Emma comes face to face with Dex, the man she cruelly abandoned. Now an Alpha, Dex finds himself drawn back to Emma, though he doesn’t want to be hurt again. Will Emma have the strength to leave her marriage and find happiness…or will dangerous forces once again separate the star crossed lovers? ***He looked down at her, but she couldn’t see his expression. His body language didn’t ask her to move away so she went up on her toes and planted a sweet kiss on his lips.He tasted as she remembered. Man. Wolf. Mate. When she was about to break contact, he put his hand on the back of her head and deepened the kiss. Her mind began to swirl out of control. She remembered the passion between them. She remembered the friendship. She remembered it all.Finding Her Lost Mate is created by Chris Redding, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Forty-two and still hasn't found his fated mate, Alpha Brentwood is tired of waiting for the moon goddess to give him his luna. He leaves his pack to find himself his own mate; unexpectedly, he meets his true mate. Alpha Brentwood soon discovers the reason it took him twenty-four years to find his fated mate. Why? Read to find out.

"You slept here?" George asked. "Yes, I…um,” Irene gulped, licking her lips and making a quick calculation in her mind on what to say, “I um…I was feeling hot when reading, so I decided to take a shower and might have fallen asleep after it. You just woke me up, have-have you been standing here? Um what's up, are you ready for work?” She asked while getting up to put on her nightwear. George watched her then sighed, “Irene, can I ask you something?” His eyes was burning red, and he was bitterly angry which was showing on his face “Why did you do this to me, what have I done to deserve the betrayal from you, What haven’t I done for you, what else do you need from a man i’ve not given to, why didn’t you tell me you want to be a model, why do you chose to let me know this way, do you want a divorce?” Irene and George had met in school and fallen in love, then their relationship had led into a beautiful marriage where she had been most happy until she had miscarried two pregnancies. Down and broken, George had decided to make her better by hiring a cook who would bring all her online delicacies to their dining table for her. But who would have expected that her one night of mistake would not only change her but would fill her beautiful marriage with lies? How is she to avoid her sins despite knowing it was wrong and still craving for it? How would she face her darling husband and tell him her darkest secret? But even though the sin was addictive, she had no idea what other secrets lies between, waiting to shatter her heart.