Black Leg Sanji

Detective Casie Blackwood thought she'd left her supernatural past behind when she joined the police force ten years ago, fleeing the shame of public mate rejection and family abandonment. Now, ritualistic murders are forcing her back into a world she desperately wanted to forget. Three human victims have been discovered with surgical precision wounds and ancient symbols carved into their palms—markings that point to forbidden blood magic from before the supernatural communities established peaceful coexistence. When Casie finds a note written in the old pack language reading "The Hunt Begins," she realizes someone is deliberately targeting humans to harvest their primal fear, threatening to expose the entire supernatural world. Partnered with Detective Rick O'Connor, who remains unaware of her true nature, Casie must navigate the investigation while concealing her enhanced senses and knowledge of the supernatural. The wounds aren't from blades—they're fang marks. The positioning isn't random—it's ritualistic. And the killer's scent carries a terror that suggests they're being hunted by something even more dangerous. Forced to break ten years of silence, Casie contacts her estranged brother Elias, learning the symbols are ancient binding marks used to channel supernatural energy across factional boundaries. The killer needs seven sacrifices total to complete a ritual that will shatter the barriers between the human and supernatural worlds. With three victims already claimed and only four days until the next lunar cycle, time is running out. As federal agents circle and media attention intensifies, Casie must choose between maintaining her carefully constructed human life and embracing the supernatural heritage she rejected. The investigation isn't just about stopping a killer—it's about preventing an all-out war that could destroy both worlds she's sworn to protect.

Anna Gonzales was the only heir of her late Aunt Martha. She left her a villa on Jeju Island in South Korea and company stocks in their family corporation. Little did Anna know that the property on Jeju Island would lead her back to the man she had a one-night stand one year ago. David Miller's grandfather, Bryan, wanted the Villa on Jeju Island but because of conditions laid on the inheritance, he could not purchase it from Anna. The trust stipulated that the property would only be handed down from Anna to her children and her children's children. The opportunity was in David's way, as Anna’s father James Williams had been careless with his company dealings and would face imminent jail time. David had told her father that he would help finance his corporation in exchange for Anna's hand in marriage. In David's mind, this is the best way to get to his grandfather's old home on Jeju Island, and He will also get Anna back in his bed. Anna was trapped in this situation, and she could not reject it because she was now the major Stockholder of the company, and like her father, she would also be imprisoned for his business embezzlement. She had trusted her father and signed every document he sent her in the past.

She thought she was just a contract wife, a convenient arrangement to keep his reputation spotless and his empire stable. But when Duke Austen’s billion-dollar empire begins to crumble, he turns to her, the woman he once treated like a business deal, and suddenly, his coldness melts into obsession. He protects her like she’s his only weakness, kisses her like he’s afraid to lose her, and holds her like she’s the only thing keeping him alive. Until she discovers the truth. She was never just his contract wife. She’s been his real wife all along. And she’s the only one who didn’t know. Now, between love, lies, and a hidden marriage certificate that could destroy everything, she must decide if she will fight for the man who deceived her, or finally walk away as the woman he can never own?

Anim na buwan. Iyon lang ang ibinigay na panahon ng tiyahin ni Elainne para makapag-asawa siya ng isang Imperial -ang pinakamayamang angkan sa Pilipinas. Pumayag siya dahil alam niyang suntok sa buwan na mangyari iyon dahil isa lamang siyang hawak na squatter girl. Kung mabibigo raw kasi siyang makapangasawa ng isang Imperial ay papayagan na siya ng tiyahin na pumasok sa kumbento at magmadre. Ang lahat ay umaayon sa plano ni Elainne not until Lucas Imperial enter the picture. Disaster ang unang pagkikita nila dahil aksidente niyang natapunan ng pintura ang bago at magarang sports car nito. Kahit isangla niya ang buhay niya ay hindi niya mababayaran ang halagang hinihingi nitong kabayaran sa “perwisyong” idinulot niya sa kotse nito. Tinakot pa siya nito na ipapapulis kung hindi niya magagawang bayaran ang kalahating milyong hinihingi nito sa kanya. “Be my wife, then,” kaswal na tanong ng kumag ng aminin niyang hindi niya mababayaran ang halagang hinihingi nito. “Be my wife, your face!” tigas na tanggi niya. Hinding-hindi siya papayag sa alok ng lalaki dahil una, wala siyang balak na maging asawa ng isang hambog, playboy at walang-direksiyong lalaki. Ikalawa, paano na lang ang pangarap niyang madre? Pero hinalikan siya ng kumag sa harapan ng kumbento at ipinagsigawan sa buong universe na asawa siya nito. Ang ending, itinakda ang kasal nila. Desidido si Elainne na gawin ang lahat para mapawalang-bisa ang kasal nila pero mas desidido yata si Lucas na gawin ang lahat para mapaibig siya. Hanggang nangyari ang kinatatakutan ni Elainne, nahulog siya sa lalaki...ng very hard. At kung kailan handa na siyang gampanan ang pagiging ulirang asawa sa lalaki ay saka naman ito naghamon ng hiwalayan...

Con nueve meses de embarazo, un exempleado, que guardaba un profundo rencor tras haber sido despedido para darle ese puesto a mi esposo, me llevó a la fuerza a la azotea del edificio y me asestó decenas de puñaladas. Mi marido, Víctor Escobar, capitán de un escuadrón de rescate, prefirió movilizar a todo su personal para impedir que Raquel Herrera, su exnovia, sumida en una depresión, le prendiera fuego a su departamento. No le supliqué que viniera a rescatarme. En mi vida anterior, precisamente porque lo había llamado suplicándole ayuda, él había dejado desprotegida a Raquel y había ido corriendo a salvarme. Mi bebé y yo logramos sobrevivir, pero ella, después de prenderle fuego a su departamento, murió consumida por el incendio. En apariencia, Víctor no me había guardado ningún rencor. Incluso llegó a reservarme una suite de maternidad privada. Sin embargo, el mismo día que di a luz, me amarró ¡y nos acuchilló sin piedad, a mí y a mi bebé recién nacido! —¡Ese día tú y ese tipo se pusieron de acuerdo para engañarme, ¿no es así?! ¡Tus «heriditas» no eran nada graves! ¡Ni de chiste te ibas a morir! —exclamó, fuera de sí—. ¡Pues, si tanto te encanta que te apuñalen, entonces, te daré el gusto! Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, había regresado al día en que me habían tomado como rehén. Pero, esta vez, tomé una decisión: lo dejaría correr para salvar a su Raquel.

Fui sola al concierto de mi cantante favorito. En la parte de las dedicatorias, el corazón me latía con fuerza. Recé en silencio para que la suerte me escogiera a mí. Pero al siguiente segundo, en la pantalla gigante apareció mi esposo, que supuestamente estaba de viaje por trabajo, y a su lado estaba su primer amor, Patricia Castellón. —Quiero pedir una canción: "Volver al pasado", volver tres años atrás, cuando Nicolás jamás habría terminado con Patricia. El público estalló en aplausos y vítores, celebrando aquella historia de amor. Solo yo, entre la multitud, me quedé con el rostro empapado en lágrimas. En la siguiente ronda de dedicatorias, de pronto vi en la pantalla mi propia cara hinchada de tanto llorar. —Yo también quiero pedir "Volver al pasado", volver al momento en que nunca habría aceptado la propuesta de matrimonio de Nicolás Varas.

After I was falsely accused of being a third wheel by a fake heiress, she hired a group of people to corner me in the delivery room under the pretense of giving me an intervention. "How dare you, a shameless mistress, hope to secure a place with your child!" "Today, I'm going to make sure that b*stard in your belly is gone for good. Let's see if you dare get into my man's bed again." The group blocked the delivery room door, their faces twisted with malice as they refused to let the doctors deliver my baby. I begged them to let me go, but they only laughed cruelly and forced me down in front of a camera while I struggled through labor. They forcefully pulled the baby out of my belly and killed him right in front of me. I clung to my child's lifeless body, sobbing hysterically, while they posted my miserable state online with the caption, 'This is what happens to mistresses.' Later, I exposed her fake heiress status and revealed the dirty secrets of her and those people who were allegedly giving me an intervention online. Relentlessly attacked by netizens until she had nowhere left to turn, she ended up begging me for forgiveness. I pointed to the edge of the rooftop and said, "Jump, and I'll forgive you."

I didn’t think my life would change in five minutes. But it did. One moment, I was flying with my sister, laughing at the wind. The next, we found a frozen boy in the snow. We didn’t know who he was, but we brought him home anyway. That decision changed everything. By the time we got back, the sky was black with smoke. Our village was under attack. I hid. My family fought. And I watched the people I loved most fall. My father he used his last strength to open a portal, pushing me and the stranger through it. I woke up in a place I’d never seen. The people looked like my family… but they weren’t. I was expected to work, to fit in, to move on. But how do you move on when you’ve lost everything? They said I was making things up. That I didn’t belong. But then I found the book. It had my name. My face. My story. And that boy I was sent here with? He’s not just anyone. Now I’m trying to figure out why I’m here, who wrote my life into pages… and if I’ll ever get back home.

In a kingdom where three mystical beings of different identities had to coexist, one is wiped out because of jealousy and contempt. Azalea finds herself from the beginning as the one to hide her identity by extreme measures, until she enters the palace where her life is in danger and she meets an ousted illegitimate prince who is close to death. Twist of fates that entangles everyone into their dread secrets. Pains that are difficult to handle. A witch? The one to save the kingdom? Not when they had succeeded in wiping her kind. "There is no way she would spare everyone now."

Jessica didn't know what it felt like to the protection of three powerful werewolves; she never believed they really existed until she met Ethan, Jacob and Jordan. Especially Ethan who isn't a hybrid , he's the strongest of them all. Their rival pack will do anything to put Ethan out of power, to take everything he has for themselves. Once Jessica is theirs, how will they be able to protect her from something so dangerous?