Brat Taming 101 Mga Nobela at Kwento

The night I died, my whole family was busy celebrating my twin sister Elena's eighteenth birthday. Everyone thought Elena was going to die the next day. We're elves. My father worked as a clan guardian, and after Mom gave birth to Elena and me as twins, she stopped working altogether. We should have been a happy family. But from the moment we were born, Elena and I were bound by a witch's curse. Because Elena came into the world one minute before me, she took the full weight of it onto herself. She was never supposed to live past eighteen. From the day we were born, Elena was the family's treasure. Mom and Dad treated me like I owed her something. New toys went to her first. New dresses were always her pick. Every night, Mom would sit in Elena's room for at least an hour before she'd turn off the light. I always fell asleep alone. One night I had a nightmare and ran barefoot to find Mom. She was holding Elena and didn't even look up. "Go back to bed. Stop making a fuss." I kept telling myself: she's dying, of course they're kind to her. But every time I let something go, that splinter in my chest pushed a little deeper. Then the day the curse was supposed to take effect finally came, and naturally, that was the day my stomach cramped so badly I could barely stand. Mom and Dad didn't hesitate. They shoved me into the cellar and locked it from outside. I crouched on the stone floor with the smell of mildew everywhere and knocked on the door over and over. "Mom... Dad... my stomach really hurts, I can't even stand up... let me out, please..." One sentence came back through the door. "Your sister is dying tonight! Can you just give us one day? One day!" "But... Mom... I'm scared..." Nobody answered after that. The cellar went quiet. My eyelids grew heavy. My last thought was: if I were the one dying of a curse, would they come hold me too.

Five years. That's how long I survived behind those iron bars for a crime I didn't commit. A crime that my own parents pinned on me to protect my sister, Laura. My mate, Alpha Victor Smith, promised to wait for me. He promised to protect our newborn twins. Promised it would all be okay. But, he wasn't there when the prison gates opened. I found him at a Valentine's Day celebration instead, standing beside Laura like she belonged there. My son Jasper doesn't recognize me as his mother. He hates me, he sees only the murderer everyone told him I was. Now my sister wears my life like a stolen coat—my mate, my son, even my legacy. She's taken everything while I rotted in a cell for her crime. But I'm done being their scapegoat. I'm petitioning the council for a divorce. I'm going to expose every lie, clear my name, and reclaim everything they stole from me. They should have killed me instead of just caging me. Now they'll learn what a betrayed Luna can do.

I was the one who broke Kane Blackwood's heart. He was the Alpha heir, my boyfriend since we were kids, and I pushed him so hard that I drove him all the way to the Northern Stronghold. He stayed there for seven years. Now he was back. He had a new woman with him, and they were going to hold their bonding ceremony here, in our pack. That same week, the pack witch told me I had three months left to live. When my mother wheeled me outside to see him, Kane's mouth curled into that cruel, mocking smile I remembered too well. His dark eyes swept over me from head to toe, taking in the wheelchair, the thinness of my arms, the paleness of my face. "Well, well," he said, his voice low and sharp. "Seven years and you look like hell. Can't even walk anymore?" I tugged my sleeve down, hiding the scars—the silver tracings left by years of failed treatments. I kept my voice steady. "I fell. Broke something. It's nothing." He let out a short, cold laugh. "Right. Anyway, my bonding ceremony's coming up. You should be Vivra's maid of honor." I smiled back at him. I had gotten good at smiling through pain over the years. "Sorry, but I'm leaving soon. Somewhere far away." Then I patted my mother's hand. She didn't say a word, just gripped the handles of the chair and pushed me back toward the house. I didn't look behind me.

Seraphina was trapped under an avalanche.She was dying. But her Alpha, Mortimer, was watching the aurora with his childhood friend, Vivian. He had promised to give Seraphina a full mate mark that day. Instead, he left her to die in the sudden avalanche. “Vivian was kidnapped by rogues. I have to save her.I’ll come back for you after I rescue her.” But Alpha Mortimer never came back. She had loved him silently for ten years.That was why she agreed to their three-year contract marriage. But under the cold snow, her ten-year love died with the ice. When their contract ended, Mortimer held out a new one. “My Luna, sign this. It lasts a hundred years.” He looked at her with hope.But Seraphina only stared calmly. She pushed the contract back. “I won’t renew.” When Mortimer finally learned she almost died that day,he realized it was too late. He had lost her forever.