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As my murderer's claws tear into my abdomen inch by inch, my father and brother are seated in our family's banquet hall. They're celebrating Carly's 18th birthday and coming-of-age. "You'll always be my little girl." "Happy birthday, Carly." They light 18 pink candles for her. On top of the exquisite red velvet cake is a wolf figurine that they carved for her, and there are well wishes and laughter all around. Meanwhile, I'm curled up in a sewer filled with liquid silver as I bleed to death. My phone has been crushed, and I can't get out. I can only cry for help. A few days later, my father and brother show up together at the autopsy room. My brother stands by the operating table with a scalpel. He slices open the body and sews it back up like it's nothing. My father just covers his nose as he shoots a disgusted glance at my body. He urges my brother to hurry up with the autopsy report. "The victim is a young female wolf presumed to be of pure lineage. Before her death, she was subjected to prolonged captivity and torture. Her throat is nearly severed, her cervical spine is dislocated, and her chest cavity has collapsed. She was also injected with liquid silver before death." Hearing the report, my father looks so calm that it's just like a case study of no consequence. Neither of them can recognize that the body belongs to me—their daughter and sister!

"Hayden, you have been a bad boy have you not?" Vincenzo said to me as he unclasped his belt and drew it off his waist, his muscles flexing. "What do you mean-" "Turn around!" He demanded from me as he did so before I could do it. He wrapped the belt around my hands and tightened it. "Vincenzo?" I whisper yelled at him with a glare. "Get on your knees little prince and open your mouth for me. Daddy needs to punish you." "Why?" "Shut your mouth before I do it with my dick Hayden," he threatened me with an evil smirk. "You would not dare!" I snapped at him before letting out a gasp as he pulled his hardened cock out of his boxers, the cap of the monster pink and shiny with precum. "Oh little prince, I would dare," he said as he forced me to my knees with a hand on my shoulder. "Good boy," he groaned as he slid his dick into my mouth, my wetness wrapping around his cock. "Ah, your mouth feels so good," he murmured. And then he began to move, his cock growing more inside of my mouth. ...... Hayden and Vincenzo clash in a battle of wits and strength. Though they are attracted just as much as they despise each other, they are drawn together in an intense and dangerous game. It takes two to tango. It takes two to play the dangerous game. And the winner takes all.

Two pink lines on a pregnancy test. I was going to surprise my husband, Vince, the Moretti family heir. Instead, the surprise was on me. A pair of black lace panties—not mine—left in his car. The air reeked of cheap perfume and betrayal. I stormed his casino, demanding answers. But I found her in his private suite. Sophia. She smirked, looking me up and down. “You must be the wife. I’ve seen your picture on the nightstand. Vince says you’re a boring little nun. Says he can’t even get hard looking at you.” I snapped. My hand shaking, I hurled a glass of red wine in her face. She shrieked, stumbled back, and crashed into a glass cabinet. Blood bloomed across the carpet. Vince burst in and slapped me so hard I hit the floor. "Are you insane?! She's carrying my heir!" My heart shattered. As I fell, a darker pool of blood spread beneath me. Our baby. I was miscarrying. And when forced to choose between his wife and his whore, Vince chose her. He forgot who put him on his throne. I’m not some trophy wife he can discard. I am a DeLuca. A princess of the underworld. So for revenge, I married his worst enemy, Dante Costello. And when we burned his empire to the ground, Vince finally broke. He got on his knees and begged me to come back.

Vice and Victor have a plan. Five years in the spotlight to make their fortune, then move into the background, with their own record label. Fast and smart is their motto. Romance will have to wait, especially since their idea of an ideal romance, involves both of them and one woman. When their manager, Aaron, asks them to collaborate with a chart-topping popstar who wants to gravitate into rock, they are dubious. A frequent flyer in the gossip columns over the last twelve months with a history of drug and alcohol problems, they fear she will be difficult and volatile to work with. After being roofied by her music producer, Mirage has learnt the hard way that it is not an equal world. Without proof, she cannot pursue legal recourse, and she is locked into completing another album with her rapist. Meanwhile, Mr Rich has been feeding the industry lies about her having dependency on alcohol and drugs, and the gossip mags have seized upon the stories, slowly tearing her professional reputation into pieces. But Mirage is not a fragile damsel in distress, she is a pop-rock chick, and she is fighting back.

“The moon goddess has blessed me with a fated mate, she would be my only bride and the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack,” my groom Alpha Killian, announced, and then pulled my half-sister Leah into his arms. Pushed aside on her wedding day by her beloved, Zira Winston must pick herself up and not only does she have to move on from being ditched, she has to watch as her half-sister became the bride to the man she had loved and dated for the last eight years. But what happens when a trip to the capital for the coronation of a new king has Zira’s destiny and path in life swirling in a whole new direction when she finds out that her mate is the just to be crowned Lycan King? Born in the center of Eliza, Ronan has been trained all his life to become the possible future Lycan King. Bound together by the moon goddess wishes and blessings, would the two be able to mend the tears in their hearts despite the huge gap in status and background? Or is Zira bound for another heartbreak?

"Why is a young girl like you destroying her kidneys and liver?", I heard that deep husky voice behind my ear and I froze on the seat. He was forbiddenly inches away from me and his breath was against the back of my neck. Who was he? Whoever he was. He had the guts and I wasn’t ready to tolerate nonsense. "You....." , My mouth fall open the moment I turned to look at the atranger who was behind my back. As unbelievable as it was, he was fucking hot. Just a glimpse of his dirty blonde spiky hair , a nice chiseled jawline , pink lips and eyes that had a mixture of dark blue and light grey made my mouth fall more open. Honestly l had never seen such eyes. l felt mesmerized , they were damn beautiful. He didn't look young , he was something like 45 to 50 but good lord he was so hot. Realizing that I was checking him out, a smirk appeared on his face. "Is there something a young beautiful girl like you, wants to forget so badly?." He whispered and I shuttered as I leaned back into his chest. Yes It was there. I want to let go of my past. But I didn't reply him. "I can let you......", "Go on, make me forget him" , l cut him off short in mid sentence. I didn't know what was wrong with me. Yes I was drunk. But just one night with a stranger.... in fact an experienced old man. It is not wrong. Is it?!

For five years, I thought our marriage was solid. Then, my husband, Lionel Franco’s first love, Sandra Howard, posted a photo of a property deed on her social media. The caption read: [Thank you, Lionel, for transferring the house to me.] I stared in disbelief and left a single comment: [WTF?] Lionel called within minutes. “She’s a struggling single mother. Transferring the house to her makes it easier for her son to get into school. It doesn’t affect where we live,” he snapped. “How can you be so lacking in compassion?” In the background, I heard her muffled sobs. Half an hour later, she tagged me in another post.  This time, she flaunted her Mercedes worth over a million dollars, with the caption: [Paid in full. As the saying goes, ‘Where a man spends his money, that's where his heart is’.] I knew he bought it to soothe her temper. But this time, I had enough. I decided to divorce him.

To make me "obedient", my parents send me to a reform center. There, I'm tortured until I lose control of my bladder. My mind breaks, and I'm stripped naked. I'm even forced to kneel on the ground and be treated as a chamber pot. Meanwhile, the news plays in the background, broadcasting my younger sister's lavish 18th birthday party on a luxury yacht. It's all because she's naturally cheerful and outgoing, while I'm quiet and aloof—something my parents despise. When I return from the reform center, I am exactly what they wanted. In fact, I'm even more obedient than my sister. I kneel when they speak. Before dawn, I'm up washing their underwear. But now, it's my parents who've gone mad. They keep begging me to change back. "Angelica, we were wrong. Please, go back to how you used to be!"

Name: Kir Bastet Age: 16 years old Species: unknown Parents: Valentine Bastet(father/deceased) Siblings: Inuharu Bastet (brother) Abilities: extent unknown Hair: Blonde Height: 6' Class: Royal Princess of Kayanadia Note: Further investigation required to determine Miss Bastet's background and abilities. Our best agent is currently undercover at Magdalia Academy, posing as a student in order to provide more information. Agent information: Classified. ---- Combat Lessons: Easy. History: What royal doesn't know that? Being investigated by a secret organization that wants to discover all your secrets: Say what?! The girl who thought going into the public and hiding from the spotlight would be simple realizes that she got it all wrong as she faces off against evil organizations, an entire species that wants her gone, and trials of love that turn her whole world upside down... Will Kir be able to make it to her coronation as queen? Or will her true identity be discovered first?

"You breached the contract" Alexander Martinez, the CEO of Skyland Corporation never failed in his projects, never let his company fell, never smiled, never speak unnecessarily to anyone until it's business, never let anyone touch him got changed when his car accidentally hit on a girl named Isabella Garcia, a senior high-schooler. The night they spend together make him realise something interesting. Alexander made a contract with Isabella with set of rules to follow in exchange of money. With the poor background, she signed the contract with him. After scandal of high schooler having affair with The CEO being released, things change and Isabella runs off away from him without thinking about the contract. After 6 months, The CEO finds her and kidnaps back to him saying that she breached the contract and should give 10 million dollar in return. The love & hate relationship between them made them fell in love with each other without their knowledge.