Ash And Eiji

“Sin dumme-maranii. Maran dumme-Sinia.” All Sins are humans; all humans are Sins. The king’s curse made it impossible to detect a Sin’s existence. One cannot be born as a Sin and a Sin cannot give birth to a Sin. It cannot be controlled by anyone nor anything. Only fate will determine. The moment all Sins turned to ash, stories and theories about them spread like wild fire. Through the mist of misleading plots and opinions, only a few people truthfully know what really happed at that moment. Twenty years after the king passed, a young man was able to find out that he was a Sin. He claims to be the reincarnation of the late king as he had visions of the past. Relying on his instincts and trusting his visions, he travelled the world in search of Sins like him to resurrect the wrecked honor of the fallen angels. He was able to find some and that’s when the new era of reborn Sins began. The young man became the new king of Sins. Together, they searched for Sins all over the world and began to form a new union that will protect and guide Sins to be able to live alongside humans. The cycle went on until another tragedy occurred which disintegrated the foundations of the union. Twenty years from the present, the king was rumored to be killed by an alliance that were in charge of capturing Sins for experimentation. To this day, Sins are in hiding. Sins try hard to live unnoticed by anyone. My name is Rayne Martin and I am one of them. I am a Sin. .. 

“Marry me.” He said in a serious tone. “I’ve been owned once. Never again.” she reminded him, but mostly it was for herself. He got closer, pulling her towards him in a gentle approach, then whispers in her ears. “Let me belong to you then.” _____ Camila Torres gave her everything to the Carter family, to her beloved husband Jaxon Carter. She was slave to his siblings and parents for thirteen good years. Because she was poor, and they took mercy on the poor girl. Does that means she should become a slave?? Camila takes off to a fancy neighborhood not so far from her former home with her cousin's savings, but now she has do work hard to maintain that lifestyle and give her son the best life without the Carters. There she meets a mysterious neighbor who is hot, and wants Camila. Nico Romano has the power to destroy the Carters, and Camila is his perfect weapon. But the more he touches her world, the more she sinks into his skin. She's not the pawn he expected. When her ex returns for custody, her son is kidnapped, and long-buried secrets ignite a scandal that could burn the entire Carter empire to ash, Camila must choose: Play by the rules of the rich, or rewrite them all. She left her past behind… but her past refuses to let her go.

"Too bad, you need to learn how to write erotic stories in order to be a part of their collaboration." Pigil ang hininga niya habang unti-unting humahaplos ang kamay ng kanyang boss paakyat sa kanyang balikat. "You want me to help you?" Ash Santillan, a CEO of a publishing company in the country, offered himself to help Yamirah in learning how to write erotic stories. At this juncture of a moment, it is indeed the greatest help and best idea she would accept. Kailanga'ng-kailangan niya ito sa kagustuhan niyang makita ang iniidolong manunulat na siyang kasali sa collaboration series na gagawin nila. Sukdulang naisipan niyang magpaubaya sa gustong gawin ng binatang boss sa kanya. Gusto niyang um-oo, ngunit ni simpleng tango ay hindi niya maibigay sa oras na iyon. Nanatili siya sa posisyon hanggang sa tuluyan nang dumampi ang mainit na hininga ng binata sa sensitibong parte ng kanyang leeg. "Remember all the details that might happen at this very moment, young lady. Be submissive and you will be able to see him. Do you want that?" her 'beyond compare' and god-like employer---that's how she sees him---whispered in a manner that made her thank the world for letting her exist. Isang nag-aalinlanga'ng tango ang pinakawalan niya. "Good." Ngumisi ang binata. "Now, Yamirah, strip."

It was our wedding anniversary when my husband's high school sweetheart posted a sonogram picture on her social media, with her captioning a public thank-you to my husband: [Thank you to the man who's been there for me for ten years, and for giving me a son.] The room spun, and anger surged through me as I quickly commented: [So, you're proud of being a homewrecker?] Almost immediately, my husband called, his voice full of rage. "How can you think such disgusting things? All I did was help her with IVF, fulfilling her dream of becoming a single mom. "And by the way, Ruby only needed one try to get pregnant, while you’ve been through three rounds with nothing. Your body is useless!" Just three days ago, he told me he was going abroad for business—ignoring my calls and messages the entire time. I thought he was just busy. However, it turned out he was with her, attending her prenatal checkup. Half an hour later, Ruby posted again, showing off a table full of delicious food. [I got tired of French food, so Ash made me all my favorite dishes. He’s the best!] I stared at the pregnancy test in my hand, the joy I had felt earlier now completely gone. After eight years of love and six years of swallowing my pride just to keep the marriage alive, I’m finally ready to let go.

The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish. But they forgot one thing: Ash remembers. And so does the throne buried beneath it. The forest did not devour her. It bowed. The flame did not die. It waited. Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered: “She is not blessed. She is not chosen. She is the reckoning the moon tried to silence.” Now Araya walks again — no longer mortal, no longer meek. She is Hollow-Blood reborn, daughter of the fire that swallowed fate, heir to a throne no god dares name. And fate has bound her to Dorian—Azrien—the exiled god chained to shadow and ruin. He expected to crave nothing but vengeance. Until her. Araya is the mate his immortal soul demands, the salvation he denies, and the spark that could either set him free… or burn the world to ash. But enemies stir in silence. Adira, the Luna who would claim the Alpha prince at any cost, forges a pact with a creature older than gods, a monster chained in rot and darkness. The price she pays will rip fate itself open. Betrayals. Forbidden desire. Gods who bleed. Wolves who kneel. And at the heart of it, one truth no prophecy can silence: The gods will end. She will not. And the last prophecy carved into stone whispers: “The Flame That Walks Returns. Let the gods burn first.”

For so long, Favilla has wanted only one thing: to kill her Sire. However, on the eve of her success, she learns that she was only ever a chess piece in a game being played out by the most powerful vampires in the city. Her loved ones have betrayed her, and the one who was her greatest enemy wants to save her with his dying breath. She dies for her mistakes, but the goddess is merciful. She is granted a second chance. Only, why is nothing the way she remembers it? Will she become a player this time around, or will she remain a pawn? Most importantly, can she make him understand that she loves him back? * Favilla (f., n., 1st dec.) - glowing ash, cinder, ember Dies iræ, dies illa, / Solvet sæclum in favilla * 'Everything is ready, then?' he says, a little sad. I feel bad about it. 'It's not too late to back out, you know. He doesn't suspect anything yet.' 'No,' he says, 'I'll still do it. I'll kill him. For you, my love.' * 'I'm scared,' I say. 'Don't be,' he says. 'You won't have to do anything but stand aside and watch.' * His arms are around me, and he's murmuring to me, 'Oh, you stupid, stupid girl.' Only, it doesn't sound like him at all. It sounds cold, detached. Cruel. * Finally, the pieces start snapping into place—he's betrayed me.

Claire Sanchez will apply as Zekiel Gray's secretary for two reasons.** First, she wants to reclaim her late mother's company, and second, she hopes to see one of her twin sons. Back then, she had no choice but to leave the eldest boy at Zekiel's gate, as raising twins was too difficult, and since the child looked exactly like him—except for the eyes, which he inherited from her—Zekiel took him in and raised him. The twins were the result of a night they never expected—a one-night stand. What will happen when Zekiel finds out that his secretary is the woman he’s been searching for all this time? Especially since he’s certain that the mother of his son, Zayn, is the same woman he was with five years ago?

Magpapanggap si Gwen bilang ina ng kambal na anak ni Elijah Smith, ang CEO na kinakatakutan ng marami. Malaking katanungan kay Gwen kung bakit niya kamuka ang nobya ng kaniyang boss. Isama mo pa na naaalala niya ang anak niyang hindi manlang nasilayan ng siya'y manganak dahil ibineta ito ng tiya sa hindi kilalang tao. Ano nga ba ang dahilan kung bakit kamuka niya ang ina ng kambal at kung bakit sobrang gaan ng loob niya sa mga ito?

Walang magagawa si Stella kundi ang sumunod sa huling hiling ng kumupkop sa kaniya at tumayong ina na pakasalan ang kaisa-isa nitong anak. Mayroon itong malubhang sakit at may taning na ang buhay ngunit ang hindi niya inaasahan na ang lalaking anak nito—si Ace Alcantara—ang ama ng kaniyang anak. Apat na taon na ‘rin ang nakakaraan mag-mula ng magkita ang dalawa. Magagawa ba nilang lutasin ang problema sa nakaraan ng magkasama o hahayaan nila na lamunin sila ng nakaraan at tuluyan nang magkalayo?

Malayo naman ang Cebu sa Manila—dahilan kung bakit pumayag si Anastasia Ocampo sa proyekto na kaniyang dinaluhan sa Pilipinas, ngunit pagkarating niya sa meeting place ay nandoon ang lalaking pinakang iniiwasan—Mr.Tanner Grimes—pinakabatang multibilionare; ama ng kaniyang kambal na anak. Dalawang paraan lang ang alam niya; una 'wag na wag pagkitain ang mag-aama. Pangalawa, ay tapusin agad ang proyekto.