Aura Carlos Fuentes

“Do you think acting this way will make me forget what you did?” He growled in my ears, sending chills down my spine and, I knew that I was lost and in trouble for getting myself tangled with the Alpha of Hula pack. Holding a straight face, making sure that I am not getting him any expression by his voice. “I don’t think and I don’t care, now if you will let me go.” I gritted out, getting myself out of his hold. I walked away, not even looking back. Just because of one person, I won’t change my policy and let my long-hidden secret out. --- Lily Van Hansel is a witch in the pack while in the night, she was a stripper. A secret hidden from everyone until she met Theodore, who fought his way out to find out who she is.  It would have ended that way and she will left free, but when Theodore requested that they spend a night together, her world came crumbling. For a mere mistake that she made, she found herself falling in love with a man surrounded by a dark aura, and her secret was revealed to the world. It will only take her one chance to make everything right but the question is, is she willing to make sacrifice and do it?

Calamity. Uncertainty. Solitude. This aura shaped the boy Morgan found one evening on the railing of a bridge. Just in time she seemed to save him from a big mistake. But just one report the next day and a new visit to the bridge the following night change everything. She soon finds out in what web of lies, secrets and denial she is caught in. Because every family has its little secrets. ________ Trigger warning!!!! Death, Suicide and more ________ I wrote that story when I was 14, so it isn't perfect, but I hope you enjoy it anyways.

In the heart of the werewolf world, Estella Erylis once stood as the pride of her esteemed family, destined to wed the alpha's son, Carlos Vesper. Yet, betrayal tore her world apart on what should have been her happiest day. Carlos's cruel accusation shattered Estella's dreams, branding her a traitor and casting her out into the cold embrace of exile Alone and with the child in her womb, Estella vows to rise from the ashes of her shattered life, fueled by a thirst for vengeance against those who wronged her. Armed with her unparalleled skills in medicine, she forges a path of power and strength. But fate has other plans in store as the biological father of her child emerges from the shadows. Ariston Lycaon, alpha of the Vesper Pack's fiercest rival, stands before Estella- a man whose presence ignites a dangerous spark of forbidden desire and threatens to unravel her carefully laid plans. In a world where trust is a luxury and betrayal lurks in every shadow, Estella must tread carefully to protect her newfound family and unlock the secrets that will lead her to redemption- or damnation.

Zephyr stood with her head bent low and her hands clasped in front of her. His dark aura made cold sweat roll down her spine, and she felt herself trembling. She felt his ethereal dark gray eyes fall upon her, intensifying the urge to scurry away as he closed the distance between them. She tried to move backward, but her back pressed further into the wall, reminding her she had no place to run to. His larger frame towered over her as he placed one hand beside her head. Zephyr had seen many men, and she could confidently say none held a candle to Alpha Damon Alaric. Damon was handsome in every way, and if she didn't know better, she might have mistaken him for the devil. Zephyr shivered when his fingers grasped her chin and tilted it up to meet his dark gaze. "Zephyr…" Alpha Damon trailed off, a sinister smirk playing on his lips. Her heart raced as his thumb gently caressed her lips. "Didn't I tell you you're mine? How dare you let another man touch you?" His voice remained calm, but his eyes spoke volumes. Zephyr's heart skipped a beat when his hands moved to her bottom, gently caressing the soft flesh and stirring sinful desires within her. "Or do you want me to take you to my bed and remind you to whom you belong?" Zephyr Cyrus was the lowest of all kinds; even the Omegas easily trampled her because she was a slave. She had accepted her fate, knowing that denying it would only lead to death. However, everything began to change when the Alpha's shrewd eyes fell on her.

After losing her mother, Ayesha was left under the care of her stepfather. She is now an orphan and the only person she can count on is Hector. Her life with her stepfather was quite simple in the countryside, it was far from the bustling city life she previously had. It was peaceful ---the quiet life she had always been yearning for. She was engrossed by the solitude; little she knew it will all be ruined because of one curious night. Wondering where her stepfather goes late at night, she sneaked on the back of his truck. She never expected that she will be greeted with something she would never imagine even in her wildest dreams. She saw familiar the faces she comes across daily gathered in circle with cubs in the middle, her stepfather included. They served the cubs with live preys which they immediately pounce on. They didn't let go of it until it stopped breathing. And under the moonlight, when the moon blooms into its peak one after another, the cubs grew into large beasts howling under the full moon. The aura emanating from them was dominating that it made it hard for her to breathe. The people who were there also started to turn. She was stunned. It was a sight that normal people would never believe even if she were to tell them. Forget about telling people! She doesn't even know if she'd still be alive to tell a tale. She can only hope this is just a passing dream. She then cursed and fell into horror when she made an eye-contact with one of them. In a blink of an eye, a large black figure was on top of her.

"You should be running away from me," he whispered against my neck, his deep voice wrapping around me like a black velvet. He was right. I should run— far, fast, and without looking back. But I couldn't. Or maybe didn't want to. Fisting his shirt tightly, I rasped out, "I hate you." A shiver ran down my spine as his lips curled into a devilish smirk, "No, you don't." He leaned in, our mouths a breath apart. "You just hate how badly you want me, Little Muse," he drawled, voice like a tempting sin. ----------- Everyone thought she was paranoid but Iliana Carlos knew the eyes following her everywhere were real. Draped in black, masked and silent, her stalker has trapped her in a deadly game of obsession. But for her, he is nothing more than the gruesome darkness but the deeper she's pulled into his shadows, the more she craved them. Maddox Velric Thorne spent fifteen years focused on one mission: find the daughter of his father’s murderer, kill her, and claim his rightful place as Alpha. But those hazel eyes and auburn hair has suddenly become his biggest distraction. What started as a casual infatuation has now turned into his darkest obsession. What will happen when fate will bind them in a twisted dance of fear and desire? How far would Maddox chase Iliana and for how long is she willing to run away?

Sa kagustuhang makatakas sa kamay ng mga hindi kilalang dumukot sa kanya ay nabundol siya ng sasakyan dahilan kung bakit naratay siya ng matagal sa Hospital. Ngunit sa kanyang pagising ay wala siyang maalala sa nakaraan maging ang kanyang pangalan. Halos mawalan na siya ng pag-asa sa sarili dahil sa malaking pinsala na natamo ng kanyang katawan. Kinupkop siya ni Carlos Montenegro ang lalaking nakabangga sa kanya inaalagaan siya nito, binihisan at binigyan ng pangalan. Lubos niyang hinangaan ang binata at hindi niya maikakailang may nararamdaman na siya para rito subalit unti-unti nang bumabalik ang kanyang alaala at patuloy siyang tinutugis ng kanyang nakaraan...nang kanyang mga nagawang kasalanan na kailangan niyang pagbayaran lalong lalo na sa binata. Hindi maatim ng kanyang konsensya kaya bago pa ang lahat ay inunahan niya na ito. Sa pamamagitan ng liham ay ipinagtapat niya ang Katotohan ng kanyang pagkatao at sa kanyang pagtalikod ng gabing iyon ay kasabay na rin doon ang paglimot sa binata. Hindi rin nakaligltas sa pandinig Kay Carlos ang pag-alis ni Rose. May parte sa puso niyang pigilan ang dalaga subalit nanaig parin ang galit at pagkasuklam niya rito. Para sa kanya walang karapatang mabuhay ang taong pumatay sa pinakamamahal niyang nobya na si Angelica at isinusumpa niyang magdurusa ito habang buhay subalit paano niya lalabanan ang damdaming iyon kung laging ipinapaalala sa kanya ang magandang imahe ng dalaga lalong lalo pa at dinadala nito sa sinapupunan ang nag-iisang maging tagapagmana ng kaniyang angkan.

She was young, happily lived with her parents, they were her joy, her strength, they made her strive to work hard. She had fiance, and they were to get married, her family supported theur union so she was glad. She was happy, as long as she had them, she was satisfied. But under the blackmoon, right in front of her eyes The haunting experience took place. Her parents were brutally murdered, right on her eyes. She could clearly remember the pain that continued to slash her chest and the way it haunted her. Their scream that full moon night, their screams of agony as they turned to ash. Who was she?? Aeris Vern. She had the beauty and everything but then the only thing she lacked was her wolf. Her wolf refused to come out. And that made her vulnerable to others. And she kept blaming that, she kept blaming her wolf for not coming out, cause she couldn't act when her parents needed her the most and that was why the Alpha of Ember Wolves did what he did. Murdered her parents. Declan Theon. Alpha of Embers Wolves was a dominant and intimidating alpha, feared by all. His aura alone commanded respect, his heart stonelike, everyone always bowed. He was feared by most of the packs in the Seven Grounds Aeris still hunted in pains from the death of her parent, decided to take revenge. She was gonna end the man who killed her parents. She was going to end Alpha Declan. Fate or was it a curse... That on the night of the full moon, when a virgin would be picked for Declan to offer as a sacrifice to the God of Nekroth.. Tharros. He saw her. And not just that, she was chosen for the sacrifice.

J'ai épousé Lucien Lepont depuis dix ans. J'ai rencontré toutes ses maîtresses après notre mariage. Chaque fois qu'il s'était lassé et qu'il voulait une autre femme, j'étais son meilleur prétexte pour rompre avec chacune d'elles. « Si tu m'épouses, tu deviendras comme elle. À la fin, nous serons trop habitués l'un à l'autre, et il n'y aura plus aucune nouveauté. » Le jour de notre anniversaire de mariage, j'ai essuyé les larmes de la femme qu'il venait de quitter, tandis que lui est allé au cinéma avec une nouvelle maîtresse. La jeune femme a vidé un paquet de mouchoirs en pleurant, et j'ai cru revoir mon propre visage d'autrefois. Alors, j'ai demandé le divorce à Lucien. Il s'est montré inhabituellement déconcerté, « Tu ne pourrais pas attendre un peu ? Peut-être que je reviendrai à toi un jour. » J'ai souri doucement sans répondre et j'ai réservé un billet d'avion pour l'autre côté de l'océan. Je n'ai plus eu la patience d'attendre ton retour, alors je suis partie la première.

Bachelor's Association Series 1: The Mayor's Touch | Romance-Action She wants nothing but to avenge the death of her family, while he wants nothing but justice for his mother. With both of them being stuck in a fixed marriage, will love and romance possibly exist between them? Especially since fate has decided to play both of them. --- At the age of 10, Annie Thomas lost her family after witnessing the massacre of her own. At the age of 12 and after staying at the orphanage for almost two years, Annie was adopted by the Valerio couple, one of the well-known and rich couples in the province of Claveria. The couple helped her recover from her trauma, fed her, sent her to school, and gave her a comfortable life and a new identity. Now, Annie Thomas is dead. Valenciana Andrea "Ciandrei" Valerio was born. Despite being reborn, there’s something that never changes for her—her will to avenge her family, to get even with the Enriquez. Suddenly, fate has its own way of playing. Who would’ve thought that she’d be marrying an Enriquez? The son of the man who killed her family, a playboy, and the Mayor of Claveria, none other than Damien Atticus Enriquez. Despite his intimidating aura, Damien has a soft spot for his family. That’s why he wanted to have justice for her mother, who was comatose for a decade because of Arturo Thomas, Ciandrei’s biological father. With all the odds between them, is love still possible? Or the real question is... are they going to survive their fixed marriage?