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The news spread quickly—my mate, David Jonson, had been promoted to Tactical Analyst and was heading to Texline to take on a new assignment. He proudly shared the news with every member of the pack—everyone except me, his mate. I was the only one he hid the truth from. Why? Because in his eyes, I wasn't a smart mate. My wolf had been badly damaged in the past, so I had a poor memory and I tended to be clingy constantly, something he looked down on with disdain. "I'm really grateful to my best friend, Commander Johnson, who governs in Texas, for recommending me so I could get this promotion." I overheard him say to someone. "As for Pearl? That clingy she-wolf who follows me everywhere—there's no need to tell her. She'll come to Texline looking for me anyway." Hearing his words, I was excited—finally, a chance to prove I had a sharp memory after all. I stormed to my room and began packing my clothes. David had always made decisions without me, often leaving me behind. But this time, I would leave first. I would get to Texline before him, and when he arrived to find me already there, he'd be shocked at how clever I could be. But the next day, when I arrived at the airport, my confidence crumbled. I stood at the counter, suddenly blank. I couldn't remember where I was supposed to go—Texline, Texas, or Tennessee? My damaged memory failed me again. The last flight to Texas was about to depart, and the impatient airport staff didn't want to wait for me. She rolled her eyes and was about to close the gate. Worried I might miss the flight, I gave her a pleading smile and said, "Texas, Miss. I'm going to Texas."

When I became the blood bank for my mate Alpha Kane’s sweetheart, my wolf died from the endless loss of blood—and so did I, alone, in the cold den he rented to keep me out of sight. Today marks the third day since my death, and finally, my six-year-old pup noticed something was wrong. His finger bled when a toy hurt him, but I didn’t come to comfort him. When he tried to feed me his favorite food, I didn’t stop him either. He lay on my chest, gripping my clothes and whispering my name—but I didn’t respond. Desperate and helpless, my pup picked up my cellphone and called his alpha dad. “Dad, why is Mom still sleeping?” Kane didn’t answer. Instead, he sent him a photo of himself and Serena—his sweetheart—celebrating Full Moon Day, smirking. “Don’t worry. Your mom is just sleeping, not dead. You know I’m quite busy on Full Moon Day. Tell your arrogant and stubborn mom not to come find me until she admits her fault.” The call ended, leaving my pup frozen in silence. However, three days later, Kane received news of my death. He let out a gut-wrenching growl, refusing to believe it was true. Clutching my cold, lifeless body in his arms, he wept bitterly. “Kate… you are my only Luna,” he cried. “Come back. Stay with me… please.”

It had been ten years, and Ethan—my mate—and I still didn’t have a pup. One day, he suggested we adopt one from the Werewolf Orphan Charity Agency. “My mate,” he said gently, “pregnancy is too hard for you. You’d have to go through so many checkups and herbs. Your wolf shouldn’t have to suffer like that.” When others heard this, they all said Ethan loved me deeply—that he couldn’t bear to see me in pain. But I saw the truth with my own eyes. He took an infant pup from another she-wolf. “Luckily, Mia isn’t pregnant,” he said. “That way, the excuse of adopting an infant works—and the pup can have a legitimate status in my clan.” I knew that she-wolf well. The same one Ethan used to call a “stupid omega.” Swallowing the bitterness in my heart, I called my mentor at the Werewolf Research Academy. “I want to devote myself to herb research,” I said calmly. Three days from now, during the pup’s first New Moon blessing, I’ll fake my death in a fire. No one will be able to stop me.

Ava Sinclair is drowning in debt, desperate to save her critically ill twin brother. With nowhere else to turn, she seeks help from Damian Blackwood—her ruthless, emotionless CEO. But Damian has problems of his own. As an Alpha who despises women, he’s being pressured by his powerful grandmother to marry within a week. Furious, he vows to marry on his terms. A drunken call mistakenly connects him to Ava, where he demands she find him a woman. She misunderstands, insults him, and calls him a pervert. The next day, Damian summons her, revealing he knows about her financial struggles. He offers her a deal—marry him in exchange for clearing all her debts. Ava agrees but sets strict conditions: no touching, no mistresses in their home, and no breaking the contract. Damian smirks, thinking it will be an easy arrangement—until his wolf stirs at her presence. Despite his hatred for Omegas, his possessiveness grows. His wolf whispers, She is ours. Mark her. But Damian refuses to accept it. His past—his mother’s betrayal—fuels his loathing for the mate bond. Yet, Ava fights back against his dominance, defying him at every turn. Tension simmers, jealousy flares, and his control begins to shatter. When a rival Alpha targets Ava, Damian is forced into battle—not just against his enemies, but himself. In a moment of desperation, his wolf takes over. He realizes too late—Ava is his mate. But she’s gone. Kidnapped. Enraged, Damian unleashes his fury, tearing through his enemies. When he finally gets her back, she is broken, unwilling to trust him. For the first time, Damian Blackwood begs. "Give me one chance, Ava." But she won’t be caged. Now, he must fight—not as an Alpha, but as a man in love.

My mate, Alpha Alex, had a wolf cursed at birth by a witch—unable to catch the scent of any she-wolf, doomed never to find his true mate. He spent five long years searching for her, only to be met with nothing but disappointment. In the end, broken and exhausted, he gave up. That was when he claimed me. On the night of our bonding, he told me the truth. "Fiona," he said quietly, "I had no choice. If the pack knew their Alpha couldn't even find his true mate, I'd become a disgrace in their eyes. So I chose you. You are my selected mate—but I swear, no one will ever take your title. You are my Luna. Even if I one day find my true mate… that will never change." But then he added, his voice distant and heavy: "Even though I'm cursed… I must still try to find her. I need to search every corner of the pack." From that night onward, she-wolves began appearing at our den one after another—every day, without fail. Some were shy, some bold. Some came bearing gifts, others with longing in their eyes. But all of them came for one reason: to see if they were his mate. And I? I could only watch in silence—his Luna in name, but never truly in heart. Because I knew there was nothing I could do to change his behavior. I had lost count of how many times I cried and begged him to stop—but still, every night, he brought different young she-wolves into our den. I once thought he'd eventually grow tired of it, that he would stop one day. Until he brought home three young she-wolves from the werewolf club. He paid far more than other alphas for their first night. Why? Because a witch told him that only sharing a night with more than two virgin she-wolves from the same bloodline could awaken his wolf's dormant sense—and help him find his true mate. I let out a bitter smile because what he didn't know was— The true mate he had searched for all these years… was me. But I would never return to him again. And by the time he finally found out the truth— It was already too late.

Je suis enfermée dans le cellier par mes frères triplets Alphas après que ma belle-sœur, Elsa, m'ait accusée d'avoir tué sa louve en lui donnant un gâteau aux amandes. La sortie est scellée par des chaînes en argent et ma louve hurle et les supplie de me relâcher. Mais mes trois frères Alphas refusent. L'Alpha Kane, le plus âgé, grogne, « louve possédée ! Tu sais bien qu'elle est allergique aux noix, et tu as fait exprès de lui donner un gâteau aux amandes pour l'étouffer ! Tu ne sais pas que cela pourrait endommager sa louve de façon fatale ? Tu dois rester ici et réfléchir à ce que tu as fait ! » L'Alpha Kelvin, le second, et l'Alpha Karl, le troisième, se moquent, « quelle louve pitoyable que tu es ! Tu trouves encore des excuses au lieu d'avouer la vérité. Reste ici et souffre autant que tu le mérites ! » Après ça, ils se transforment et amènent leur petite Elsa tremblante à l'infirmerie des loups. Pendant ce temps, j'arrive à peine à respirer à cause de l'air empli de poussière d'argent. Ma louve hurle dans l'agonie, mais c'est inutile. Alors je meurs dans cet endroit. C'est seulement trois jours plus tard, après qu'ils aient ramené Elsa de l'infirmerie, que mon existence traverse à nouveau leurs esprits. Mais ils ne savent pas que je suis déjà morte dans ce cellier remplit de poussière d'argent.

Ang kuwentong ito ay hindi angKop sa mga batang mambabasa.*** Since childhood, Astin Kier Hernandez has loved Laura Miller. But it was a one-sided love. Laura never had feelings for him. Still, he didn’t give up; he guarded her closely all through college. Out of gratitude to his family, Laura agreed when he proposed in front of her parents. He knew she wouldn’t refuse because of gratitude to their family. He thought he was the happiest man that day. He was wrong. Laura admitted she already had a boyfriend, Gael. But Astin didn’t allow the wedding plans to be canceled. Learning this, he rushed to set the wedding date. On their wedding day, Laura didn’t show up, and that was his first heartbreak. One-sided love is torture. For months, he disappeared from everyone’s radar, leaving behind his comfortable life. To forget, he joined the military, spending four years in training. After that, his team was deployed abroad on their first mission, which lasted longer than expected. Eight years is a long time, so he returned to the Philippines. He and Laura crossed paths once again. But he was no longer the Astin who was hopelessly in love with her. How many women had he left heartbroken whenever he was reassigned to a different place? But how could he now avoid the woman who did nothing but apologise and try to win him over every day? And how long could she endure his cold treatment?

Si Kendra Buenavidez ay maganda, simple, masipag, matalino, madiskarte at mapagmahal sa pamilya. Ganyan inilarawan ng magulang ang sekretarya sa kanya. Hindi naman siya interesado dahil may nobya na siya. Pero hindi niya akalaing mai-inlove agad siya sa unang pagtatagpo. Unang pagkikita pa lang nila ng sekretarya ay nagkaroon agad ng apoy sa pagitan nila. Apoy na hindi na niya kayang iwasan. Pero kahit ganon, pilit niya pa ring tinatatak sa isip na mas mahal niya si Darlene, pero bakit ganon, iba ang sinasabi ng puso niya. Hanggang sa dumating ang araw na kailangan niyang pumilli. Sa pagitan ng nobya at ng dalaga...

Simula't-sapul, inlove na si Graziana Iglesias sa boss na si Thunder Santillan. Ang CEO ng Santillan Group of Companies. Dahil sa pagkamatay ng asawa nito, ibinuro nito ang sarili sa isang lugar sa bicol. Namuhay ito ng normal. At siya, na sekretarya nito, sa kan'ya iniatang nito ang responsibilidad nito bilang CEO. Lahat kinaya niya mapansin lang ng boss.Lahat ginagawa niya ma-appreciate lang siya ng boss. Ang buong akala ni Graziana, tutugunin na nito ang matagal na niyang pinapangarap na pagmamahal mula sa boss. Hindi pa pala. Umibig na naman ang boss niya sa isang babaeng estrangherang, na sadyang pinapalitan nito ang mukha, at isinunod sa dating asawa nito. Isang araw, nagising na lang siyang pagod na. Pagod na sa kakahintay sa boss. Nag-resign siya sa kompanya nito. Dalawang araw bago ang flight niya papuntang US, hindi niya inaasahang ipapatawag siya ni Thunder. Dinamayan na naman niya ito sa problema nito sa babae. Nagpakalasing sila, hanggang sa dumating sa puntong isinuko niya ang pagkababae dito at hindi niya akalaing magbubunga iyon... Ano nga ba ang gagawin ni Thunder kapag nalaman nitong nagbunga ang isang maiinit na gabi nila ng sekretarya?

“I-I will never like you. N-never. S-si Jena ang mahal ko kaya itigil mo na itong kalokohan mo, Ayeisha. Ikakasal na rin kami. K-kapatid lang ang turing ko sa ‘yo. Get it? Kaya kahit maghubad ka sa harap ko habang nagdedeliryo ako dito, hinding-hindi ako maakit. Dahil wala kang dating sa akin bilang babae.” -KING HERNANDEZ. ‘Yan na yata ang pinakamasakit na salitang binitawan ni King Hernandez kay Ayeisha Santillan, na nagdulot ng malaking sugat sa puso niya. Lalo na nang magpakasal ito sa nobya nito. Pakiramdam niya, dinurog at piniraso nito ang puso niya. Kaya napilitan siyang magpakalayo para makalimot. Pero paano kung muling pagtagpuin sila ng tadhana sa isang lugar na iba ang kan’yang katauhan? Makikilala kaya siya nito? Mapipigilan pa kaya niya ang muling pagtibok ng durog niyang puso?