Bella's Daughter Twilight

In the shadowy corners of New York City, where danger lurks at every turn, Lena Hart is a 21-year-old psychology student struggling to finish her degree while making ends meet. Fascinated by the complexities of the human mind, Lena aims to understand the dark motivations that drives people to do the things they do. Little does she know, her curiosity will soon lead her into a world darker than she ever imagined. Vincenzo Maranzano, is the powerful and enigmatic kingpin of the city’s criminal underworld. With deep black eyes and a charm that masks his ruthlessness, he commands respect and fear in equal measure. His obsession with control fuels his empire, but it also isolates him—until the night he catches sight of Lena at a club. Drawn to her fiery red hair and spirited nature, he watches her from afar. What begins as a chance encounter soon turns into a passionate and dangerous relationship. As Lena and Vincenzo grow closer, she is captivated by his dangerous allure but equally aware of the risks. The deeper she falls, the more she realizes that Vincenzo embodies the very darkness she seeks to understand—and fears. Caught between her love for Vincenzo and the perilous world he inhabits, Lena must confront her deepest fears and desires.

Difficult to get along with the in-laws, constant arguments with the only brother-in-law, worsened by the man labeled as her husband... it's like having your head detached while your toes are being tickled, making Samanta Kiehl constantly cultivate patience. Until her sincere love is rewarded with a divorce letter. Her question always spins in her head. Is this luck or misfortune for her? But Samanta remains Samanta. She lets it all resonate in her life. She believes that payback will come. Someday, there will be a life and a new man whom she will tread with tranquility. But when? Isn't human patience supposed to have its limits?

That night, Liam served me my usual evening tea. I trusted him completely—he was my mate, after all, and a respected healer of Thornpack. I shouldn't have. When I woke up the next morning, my head was spinning. The special safe where I kept the morphing inhibitor—the one I'd spent my entire savings to import from Europe for our daughter Isla—was empty. Racing to the healing center, I found Liam celebrating. He was handing out moon-blessed wine, beaming with pride as Natalie's daughter Anna showed off her perfect transformation. My inhibitor had been used on his first love's pup instead of our own daughter. The shock triggered something in my brain. When I collapsed, they diagnosed me with the rare tumor that plagued our kind. Without inhibitors, I couldn't stop Isla's transformation that came early, her six year old body couldn't handle the massive wolf form and the force ripped through her young body. And I, for one, don't even have enough money to keep her in a treatment center. She died in my arms three days later, her little claws drawing blood as the pain overwhelmed her. Until her last breath, she kept asking why Papa hadn't come. Now, in my cold, empty home, with the white porcelain urn containing her ashes on the table, I touch her and decide to sever our partnership.

Si Irish ang kaisa-isang anak ng Presidente ng Pilipinas. Maganda, sopistikada, matalino ngunit nagrerebelde sa kanyang mga magulang. Upang tumino, pinadala siya ng kanyang ama sa isang immersion sa pangangalaga ng pinagkakatiwalaang gwapo at matipunong si Daniel na isang PSG/ Bodyguard. Kapwa may kasintahan sina Irish at Daniel ngunit sa liblib na lugar na iyon, nabuo ang hindi inaasahang pagtitinginan ng dalawa. Paano nila ipaglalaban ang kanilang lihim na pagmamahalan sa kani-kanilang mga karelasyon at sa Pangulo ng Pilipinas? Paano napabago ng isang simpleng bodyguard ang isang tigre sa kasungitang anak ng Presidente?

My daughter-in-law cheated on my son behind his back, and I caught her. When I confronted her, she turned the tables on me, accusing me instead. I told my son everything exactly as it happened, but she broke down crying and accused me of bullying her. "Ever since I married into the Simmons family, you've never been happy with me," she sobbed. "If I’d known you’d slander me like this, I would’ve been better off dead!" She attempted to hurt herself to prove her innocence, but my son stopped her. "Mom, how could you accuse my wife like that? You're my own mother, but this is too much!" he shouted. Furious, he moved out with her. Later, I fell gravely ill and begged my son to come see me one last time. When he finally arrived, he brought her with him. To my horror, they removed my oxygen tube. As I struggled to breathe, I heard her smug voice whisper in my ear: "Old hag, if it weren't for you accusing me of cheating, Herman and I wouldn’t have gotten your inheritance so quickly!" She laughed coldly. "Oh, and next time you accuse someone, make sure you have evidence. Did you really think your word alone could ruin me?" I died choking on my final breath. Afterward, they lived happily, spending my money without a care in the world. But then, I woke up. It was the day I caught her cheating again. This time, I went straight to work. I replaced the lubricant at home with industrial-strength glue. She wanted proof? Fine. I’d give her proof.

After my daughter, Mia Powell, was declared brain-dead, my husband, Liam Powell, urged me to sign the organ donation consent form. I was drowning in grief and my mind was on the verge of collapse. That was when I accidentally discovered that her attending doctor, Blair Lincoln, was Liam’s old flame. They had lied about Mia’s brain death, just to trick me into signing the form and steal her heart to save Blair’s daughter, Sophia. I watched as Liam picked Sophia up from the hospital. The three of them smiled together, like a perfect, happy family. When I confronted them, they pushed me off a building, and I died from the fall. Given a second chance, I had returned to the day I was supposed to sign the organ donation form. As I stared at Mia lying in that hospital bed, I silently vowed. This time, that scumbag and that wretch would pay with their lives for what they did to Mia.

The buzzing of my phone in the middle of the night jolted me awake. On the other end of the line came a voice I could never forget. It was my daughter! However, she died three years ago!

Alina Jade is the daughter of a wolf shifter, a half blood with a dangerous lineage that has been kept hidden her entire life. Locked away by a mother who fears the world and forbidden from going near the woods, constantly been haunted by a silver haired stranger with glowing eyes. As her powers begin to awaken, Alina finds herself caught in a supernatural war between exiled packs, ancient curses and one powerful rogue wolf who will stop at nothing to claim her. Alina must decide who she can trust, and whether love can bloom in the middle of a prophecy that was never supposed to exist.

Gerald had to be the one that Lucy had been waiting for. Ready to reveal her deepest secret of her child to the one that she loved the most. However, that same day, the news of his infidelity was the heartbreaking news that she received. Shattered, the Lincolns take no pity to sell her off as a wife to the bitter, disabled CEO who was once the height of success and admiration but is now in shambles. However, the meeting of the two broken souls sparks an electricity, unlike anything that anyone has seen before. And Lucy might just be George's last hope of getting back on his feet while she navigates the deadly path of their dark past alone.

Nang ipinanganak si Celeste Dela Vega ay nakaplano na ang kanyang kapalaran—iyon ay ang ginawang pag swap sa kanya ng family maid nila sa anak nito sa kagustuhang mabigyan ng magandang buhay ang bata, habang si Celeste ay itinapon lang sa kung saan. 20 years later, the Consunji family finally found her. Ang buong akala niya ay magiging maayos na ang kanyang buhay, ngunit kabaligtaran ang nangyari. Instead of guilt, they gave her betrayal. Her fiancé Jaxon Jimenez cheated on her, and her family took their maid’s daughter’s side. Ginawa ni Celeste ang lahat upang labanan ang sarili niyang pamilya, ngunit tila mas lalo siyang pinahihirapan nito, hanggang sa wala na siyang ibang pagpipilian kundi gamitin ang black card na matagal nang nakatago—bagay na lalong ikinapahamak niya. Bullied and desperate, Celeste finally gave up, but immediately saved by the owner of the black card—ang tinaguriang pinakamayaman at makapangyarihang tao sa buong bansa. “Your fiancé? You’re dreaming, Celeste. There’s no way Mr. Razon would take you as his soon-to-be wife.” “What’s the problem with that, Mr. Jimenez? Are you insulting my wife?”