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On an ominous night, under the glow of the blood moon, a girl was born from a cursed union. Raised in a courtesan house and lived as a whore. Freya was to be sold to the king to build his harem. But she has heard about the ruthless king. He'd kill the girls after his sick pleasures. One night, she decided to flee from the shackles that held her bound. In her attempt to escape, she stumbled into Werewolves' territory ruled by the formidable Lycan king. Alpha Leonidas Everhart Dark wood. Doesn't need a mate because he's cursed to kill her. Doesn't want one but he's fated to the very specie he loathes—a human. But Freya isn't just any human. Something ancient is in her blood. A lure pheromone that draws monsters to her. As her powers awaken, mystical creatures crawl from the shadows. Leonidas has no choice but to protect his mate because that's the only way for his redemption. And she turns out to be the daughter of the witch who cursed him. Will he reject the mate bond or keep her close?

Captivating smile 5ft, 6inches tall, a willowy build and gorgeous translucent skin. Janice Sketches was a well-known matchmaker that could solve any problem within seconds. She finds matches to those unable to and was very skilled at it. But, she hadn't found her perfect match. Jules Forrest, also known as the devil for being a ruthless CEO. He only engaged in a nightstand and didn't believe true love existed. However, his principle changed when he met the stunning woman that shared his bed after a night at his brother's wedding. ----- EXCERPT: He knew she was drunk and he didn't want to take advantage of it but he couldn't help how her soft lips were making him feel. The softness of her skin, her sweet cupid-bow shaped lips, and warm kiss were beginning to make his mind muddled. He allowed her to take the lead without initiating anything so as not to overwhelm her. “Please take me, stranger." Her eyes and body begged him.

Aj needs big money for her father's medication and operation, then he meets a guy and offers her a job that can make her problems solved. She needs to sign a marriage contract and be the wife of the lawyer's client. She doesn't know who her husband is, neither name nor age. Then suddenly someone knocked on her door, a man is standing in front of her, wearing a suit. The man introduced himself as her bodyguard. She had no choice but to accept him. When they started to live together in her husband's house, She became uneasy because of her bodyguard. He makes her uncomfortable because her feelings and desire for him are starting to build up. They happened to have a one-night stand because of her, he stopped her, but she wanted to feel him. That's when she started to have an affair with her mysterious bodyguard. But what if she found out the real identity of her bodyguard? Would she stop wanting him, or would she still let him own her?

After the death of her cruel Alpha who forced her to be his Luna at just 17yrs old, Nova takes charge of her pack and tries to lead them to a bright future. But his death has a ripple effect and packs come from all across the South to claim his territory. None are successful, bar one; the feared yet ruggedly handsome Alpha Wyatt from pack Carthage, who easily defeats Nova’s army and makes his intention known that he will claim her as his Luna. Reluctant to be owned by yet another dominant Alpha, Nova runs from her new captor to build an army to defeat him and win her liberty. But in doing so she places herself and her pack in more danger than she could possibly know. Faced with secrets, murder and dangerous creatures of the night, she is forced to question who the real enemy is. Can Nova save her pack from the secrets that threaten to destroy it? And more importantly, can she move on from the past and submit to the seductive Alpha Wyatt to become the Luna she was born to be?

His green eyes were shining in anger. He saw her standing there with that fucking gangster. Fury and jealousy were running through his veins. His eyes drifted down and noticed the hand which was gripping her waist. His fingers turned into a fist. He was ready to kill him. He saw them going and pulling away in car. Where the fuck is he taking her? He turned and threw a punch on the wall hardly. Grabbing his bag he ran and ran til he reached in his room but her memories came rushing in his head. Everything in his room was a reminder of her. Her scent was still floating in the air. Her tinkling giggle echoed in his ears. But why? Why is he jealous? Why is he angry? He was the one who betrayed her, destroyed her, made fun of her love. Now why her moving on with another man is killing him inside? He is the god of his own world. He is The Eric Knight. It was never a fairytale. Fate collided them and started a story full of- fight, love, romance, betrayal and hate. And in between all this, entered a Gangster, who kills people and sells drugs but is sexy like a devil. One's Obsession and other's Possession. A story full of passion, but The game spins and their fates as well.

I was the company's top sales performer, but I never clocked in or out, and I rarely showed my face at the office. Two-thirds of the employees had never even met me. Yet somehow, I single-handedly dominated the sales numbers, outperforming everyone else and propelling us to the number one spot in the industry. Then came the day they handed out year-end bonuses. Jeffrey Young, the new sales director, fired me on the spot, claiming it was bad luck that I stepped into the building with my left foot first. When I demanded to know what gave him the right, he sneered at me with pure contempt. "Because I'm going to be the future owner of this company! You just got lucky landing a few big clients, and that was all thanks to the company's existing customer base anyway!" He continued, "Let me tell you something... Kieran Campbell, whoever the company gives resources to, becomes the top seller!" I could not help but laugh. All they saw was that I never clocked in, but they never saw me out there day and night, running around to maintain those client relationships. The truth was, in this industry, clients were loyal to me personally, not to the company's brand. I pulled out my phone and called my wife, Melanie Gardner. "When did you get yourself another husband behind my back?"

On their third wedding anniversary, Clark Summer gifted his wife a diamond necklace named "Love Nyla," broadcasting his devotion to the world. But while the public swooned, Nyla sat alone in their empty home, staring at a photo sent by a stranger: her husband’s new secretary, Jordyn, wearing that same necklace, tangled in Clark’s arms. For three years, Nyla had been the perfect, submissive wife. In return, she received betrayal, humiliation from her mother-in-law, and Clark’s sickening justification that his affair was merely a "physical necessity" while he still loved her. He believed Nyla was trapped, tethered to him by her father’s astronomical medical bills. He thought she would swallow the insults and raise his mistress's child. He was wrong. Selling their mansion, gathering evidence, and delivering irrefutable proof of her infidelity… Nera turned and left, donning a white lab coat instead of an apron, transforming overnight into a top-tier pharmaceutical researcher who had astonished the industry. When Clark, with belated repentance and red-eyed pleading for her return, saw his icy ex-wife being gently embraced by his uncle Damon, he saw the aloof man before him. The superior man coldly glanced at his nephew, his voice low and dangerous: "What are you calling 'wife'? Call her 'auntie'."

After being married for three years, I was very satisfied with my life. My husband was handsome, caring, gentle, emotionally stable, and never lost his temper with me. That was until the day when I saw my kind husband cornering his true love. He asked angrily, "You were the one who decided to marry someone else, what right have you got to ask me to do anything?" Only then did I realize that he could be emotionally unstable when he was truly in love with someone. I knew my place, so I decided to divorce my husband and disappear from his life. A lot of people said that Ryan had gone mad and that he was turning the whole Jelaston upside down just to find me. I felt that it was impossible for someone so emotionally stable as Ryan to go crazy. Not to mention the fact that I was just an ex-wife that he didn't really care about. Sometime later, he saw me standing next to another man. He grabbed my wrists and pleaded with red eyes, "I'm sorry, Charlotte. Please come back to me." Only then did I realize that what I heard other people talking about wasn't just a rumor. Ryan really had gone mad.

“Why me?” The petite girl tilted her head sideways to gaze at the concrete wall that suddenly looked quite interesting whilst steadying her erratic breath but within seconds her body roughly flew to the other side of the cave with a harsh thud knocking everything out of. Blood splashed from her mouth in immense amount. Her unsteady blurry gaze shifted at the intruder and what she saw made her heart tighten in terror. There and than she knew she was a goner.

The game "Truth or Dare" forced Syila to kiss the first stranger she saw when she came out of the toilet. However, from that kiss, all misfortune must then befall her. Jaguar Adytama was surprised when a strange woman suddenly came and kissed him on the lips. Seeing her drunk and kissing him, Jake thought she must be one of the fans who were attracted to him. Thus, Jake helped her… no, he took advantage of the strange woman and having sex with her.