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Kieran Reid and Spencer Moore felt relieved when they both graduated high school. This means no more competing with one another for first place in class and other school-related activities. Most importantly, there will be no longer seeing each other's faces. But what will happen when they both meet in the same university with the same schedule. Worst of all, they were paired to the same dorm room. Will Kieran and Spencer survive another year with each other? Are they both ready to let go of the past, or are they preparing for the worst?

Lavina Vanessa, gadis berusia 20 tahun, yang ceria dan sedikit kekanak-kanakan tiba-tiba terjebak dalam pernikahan yang tidak pernah dia bayangkan. Sang suami, Auriga Space Ivander, adalah seorang pilot tampan berusia 30 tahun yang memiliki pesona Cassanova. Namun, di balik pesonanya itu tersimpan rahasia-rahasia yang membuatnya semakin misterius. Bagaimana Lavina akan menavigasi perjalanan hidupnya yang baru dengan sang duda pilot? Dan, ketika bayangan masa lalu muncul dalam bentuk mantan istri yang tiba-tiba kembali, pernikahan mereka menjadi taruhan besar. Apakah cinta mereka cukup kuat untuk menghadapi badai yang mengguncang biduk rumah tangga?

Zoey Mitchell only wanted a quiet hike after college graduation. Instead, a hurricane ripped her out of her world and dropped her into Nytherra—a realm of magic, danger, and creatures that shouldn’t exist. The first thing she saw? A pack of wolves hunting her. The second? A massive black wolf with glowing blue eyes calling her mate. Alexander Veylor, Wolf King of Nytherra, is ruthless, brooding, and bound to a political alliance with a fae princess. He cannot afford the weakness of a human mate. But the bond between them burns hotter with every stolen glance, every forbidden touch, every dirty word growled in the dark. Yet in a world that despises humans, love is a liability—and betrayal waits at every turn.

Blurb: Disparate Utopia is an alternate universe where mythological creatures exist. It is peaceful, back then, until false information spreads like a wild fire and that's how the war started. The peace that their Ancestors buiilt was destroyed by mysterious man. The belittling of each race started. They began to chop their head off and cast spell to vanish someone's soul away from the existence. Nieves, she's an elf and one of the royalties' daughters. Her heart filled with kindness and generosity. Her presence is longing for peace, that's why she ran away from her cruel hometown and ended up being cursed as dsrk elf, but people perceived her as a witch. Nieves' dream is to create kingdom where everyone can live, despite having different races. Where everyone live without even having a thought of being attacked. Will she lends her soul for the world to commit peacefulness for everyone? Or will lend her soul to savor for her own peace?

WARNING❗️ MATURED CONTENT❗️❗️❗️ SERIES 11 OF 50! I am the perfect son in the eyes of my dying mother until I’m not. All the things I knew about myself and my mother’s death were all lies. My life in general was built on lies. Now, I only had to focus on one thing—be the best leader the Draco Elites had ever had. Be accepted by the notorious crime group, Foedus; to protect the people that matter to me, Carlene, and my men. That was until I met her. Stiffany. She changed every fucking thing. One look and I was bewitched. Under her spell. She’s refreshing and unique. Until she isn’t. She’s a bombshell liar with a smart mouth and legs for days. She betrayed me and I’ll break her. I’ll make her life a living hell. Until her past and mine come back at us. She was caught in the middle of the chaos and I was shattered. Now, I need to do everything in my power and Foedus to save my woman. I don’t care if I burn down the world to ashes or bathe with my enemy's blood. If my enemies—our enemies don’t kill me first. A buried past. A twisted game of love and betrayal. Three souls. Two women and a man with more enemies than allies. When love is more dangerous than entering the world of Foedus, will you leave or just surrender? “Lorenzo tastes like danger and power. A deadly combination. Totally intoxicating.”- Stiffany Author's Note: Names, places, characters, and incidents are just products of my imagination. Any resemblance to the event in the story is just a coincidence. Pwera na lang sa mga nagpahiram ng pangalan. God bless all.

I stared at the Vercetti marriage contract my father pushed across the table. Without hesitation, I wrote my half-sister’s name, Demi, and slid it back. My father froze. Then his eyes lit up with ridiculous excitement, like he’d just won the lottery. "How can you give such a perfect chance to your sister?" Last life, my marriage was a joke for everyone around me. I was the red-haired, untamed little witch who dared to climb into the orbit of Cassian Vercetti, heir and leader of the old-blood Vercetti crime family. I was never perfect nor obedient. He loved goddess gowns. I wore mini skirts and danced on tables. He demanded missionary, traditional, orderly intimacy. I wanted to climb on top, ride him, lose myself completely. At a gala, society wives laughing at my hair, my dress, my “wildness.” I thought he would at least pretend to defend me. He didn’t. “Forgive her. She’s not…properly trained.” Trained. Like a dog. I spent my entire last life suffocating under his rules, bending myself bloody to fit the shape he wanted, until the night our house caught fire. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I learned of the arranged marriage. I looked at the contract in front of me. This time? I think the nightclub boys suits me better. But the moment Cassian realized the bride wasn’t me, he shattered every rule he’d ever lived by.

Si Trixie ay isang mapagmahal na ina sa kanyang anak na babae at ang tanging nais ay ang mabigyan ito ng magandang kinabukasan. Hindi niya inakalang makikilala niya si Derrick, ang anak ng may-ari ng kompanyang kalaban ng kanyang kinilalang pamilya simula pagkabata. May pag-asa ba para sa pagmamahalan ng dalawang taong naipit sa gitna ng magkalabang pamilya? Ipaglalaban ba nila ang pagmamahalan para sa isa't-isa? O kakalimutan na lamang ito para sa katahimikan ng mga buhay nila?

Halo- halo ang emosyon ni Charmaine ng sambitin niya ang mga katagang iyon. Dahil sa isang gabing pinagsaluhan nila ng lalaking saglit pa lamang niya nakilala, nagbunga ang gabing ‘yon. Desperado siya na magpakasal sa lalaking ito. Hindi dahil sa pera o kung ano man ang mayroon ang lalaking ito. Kundi para may makilalang ama, ang sanggol sa sinapupunan niya. “Okay, then, let's get married. “— Evans Clarkson Ano kaya ang naghihintay na buhay kay Charmaine, matapos pumayag ang isang Evans Clarkson sa biglaang kasal na hiniling niya? Tamang desisyon kaya ang hiniling niya sa lalaking ito? May mamumuo kayang pagmamahalan sa pagitan nilang dalawa?

When Levi Ezra and I got married, he had solemnly vowed he would love me for a lifetime. Seven years later, he got another woman pregnant — a woman he had so carefully tucked away in a luxurious estate, complete with everything money could buy for a perfect, pampered delivery. By the time I discovered the truth, his mistress's belly was already round and heavy. Her due date was just around the corner. Levi had hesitated — for barely a second — before instinctively shielding her behind him, as though I were some threat. He said, "Nikki, you're terrified of childbirth. Now that this baby is coming, the Ezra family will finally have an heir. You won't have to suffer anymore. We'll still be the same as before. Nothing will change." I clutched the freshly issued pregnancy report in my hand — the one confirming my own child — and let out a laugh so sharp and brittle that it shattered into tears. The day his mistress went into labor, I terminated my pregnancy. I left the divorce papers on his desk, packed my bags, and boarded the first flight to a foreign land.

My husband and I were the two people who hated each other most in this world. He hated me for tearing him away from the woman he loved. And I hated him because that his heart remained occupied by another woman. For eight years of marriage, the words we spoke to each other most often were not love, nor duty, but curses. Yet on the day the city fell, everything changed, the enemy banners were already visible beyond the inner gate. He rode ahead and took the road, putting his body between the enemy and my escape. “Live,” he said quietly. Then he raised his blade and did not look back. Arrows came like rain. As they tore into him, he turned his head once—only once— After that, his body held the road,and nothing passed. “If there is another life…may Your Highness grant me the mercy to belong to her.” That night, with the city in ruins and the people either dead or fleeing, I climbed the highest tower of the palace. I leapt. When I opened my eyes again, I went to the king. “The northern kingdoms require a royal bride,” I said. “I will go.” This lifetime, I will be the one to cross the border. In my previous life, he died believing he had failed her. This time, I will not allow that regret to exist. I will take the marriage meant for her. I will carry the crown meant to exile her. I will walk into a future she should never have to endure. Let her stay. Let him protect her. Let him live his life believing he has finally kept his promise.