Candle Prayer

After the college entrance exam, my parents left me at home and took their adopted daughter on a trip to the beach. A typhoon hit, and the three of them never came back. When the news reached me, I did not cry or throw a tantrum. I had their deaths registered right away and pulled out the life insurance I had bought in advance. I received one hundred million in compensation. My fiance scolded me for caring only about money. What he did not know was that I had been reborn. In my past life, after I learned about their deaths, the huge debts they had left behind fell on me. I gave up the chance to go to college and started working to pay everything back. I fought to protect our ancestral home from debt collectors. My fiance stayed with me and cheered me on when I came home late at night from delivery runs. But he never gave me a single cent to help. At thirty-five, I finally cleared every debt. On my birthday, I bought myself a ten-dollar cake to celebrate. Just as I was about to blow out the candle, the door opened. My parents and their adopted daughter, who should have died in the typhoon, walked in dressed in designer clothes. They smiled at me smugly. “Well done! We can finally believe that you aren’t greedy for money. You’ve passed the test. From today, you are qualified to be the daughter of the Jameson family.” “Jane, this brilliant idea was all thanks to you.” My adopted sister smiled. She leaned close and blew out my candle. The only light left in my twenty years of lifetime went out with it. My body gave in to exhaustion. My heart failed. I collapsed and died on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, they were about to head to the beach in the middle of the typhoon. I bought a massive accident insurance policy for them on the spot. This time, all I wanted was for them to disappear from this world forever.

**Warning: Contains strong language, smuts, abuse and some really explicit content, please read at your risk.** "Let go of me…" Arabella said. She grimaced, shaking her head. "Do you think I would let you go so easily?" He questioned, then tutted. Sandro's nostrils flared as he sniffed her hair wrapped in his hands, Vanilla and Strawberry. The innocent yet naughty scent he remembered her with. "That would never happen, Cara Mia." Arabella gasped as Sandro pressed his body into hers. She moved to shove him away but he grasped her hands and pinned them above her head before pointing the gun at her temple. Arabella shut her eyes tightly as the gun cocked. She inhaled and bit her tongue whilst saying her last prayer inwardly. She wanted to run far away from him. Away from the surface of the earth if possible. But she was certain no matter how far she went, he was going to find her. ------------------------------------- Arabella's life took a u-turn after falling into her enemy's hand. She should feel nothing for him, however. He made her lose all her senses, even her clothes. At the mercy of her foe, she discovers some secrets about him and wishes to unravel more, but got what she didn't bargain for. Alessandro, an Alpha werewolf assuming the identity of a mafia Lord. He was the most wanted criminal in COOAN, and his name incites fear in all werewolves' packs. He was a man fighting his demons and needs a saviour before he drowns. After a traumatic childhood event that left him scarred, Blaze often kept to himself and trusted no one until he met Arabella, whom he believed was the perfect mate sent to him by the moon's goddess. However, she was taken. The powerful urge to save her from her...

Paninumula: Pagkatapos ng limang taon na patago nilang kasal, hindi kailanman malapit sa kanya ang kanyang asawa sa harap ng iba. Hanggang sa isinama nito ang kanyang dalawang anak na lalaki at maging si Trixie Domingo para mag candle light dinner at makatanggap ng papuri mula sa pamilya ni Shania mula sa internet bago ito tuloyang mamaalam. Nang marinig niya ang kanyang anak na tinawag itong "Auntie Trixie" dahilan ng pagkaguho niya at pagkawalang interest nito sa asawa niya na kailanman ay hindi ito mahal maging ang kaniyang mga anak ay kinamumuhian siya. Naisipan na lamang ng Thessa na magpaka layo-layo at tanging paraan niya lamang ay mahalin ang sarili matapos ang pakikipag diborsyo sa asawa nito, at balikan ang dating maliit na negosyo sa Baranggay Payapa, doon ay nakakapag experimento siya ng mga halamang para sa mga may sakit , at mga halamang pang paganda. Matapos malaman na gusto niyang maghanap ng Tatay para sa anak niyang Babae , isang sayantipikong boss, isang financial tycoon , at isang nangungunang idolo sa isang aktibadong teleserye at lahat ng mga ito ay nag rekomenda at nagpakilala sa kanilang sarili. Para humingi lamang ng pabor. Kalaunan ang kanyang dating asawa ay biglang lumuhod at punong puno ito ng pagsisi sa mukha, "Thessa" mahal kita pwede ba tayong magpakasal muli? Ang tila bosses na puno ng pagsisi ng kanyang asawa. "Carlo" para alam lang alam mo sariwa pa saakin ang lahat ng nagyari mula ng ikaw ay nagloko! Maging ang mga anak nito ay nagmakaawa na rin na balikan sila: "Nay" ikaw ang kailangan namin. At si Thessa ay iwinagayway na lamang ang mga kamay, " Hindi!" Hindi ko na kaya pa.

Her eyes widened in horror. The sound was unmistakable — the snap of a belt buckle, the hiss of it being undone. Then came the crash of fabric hitting stone. Terror exploded in her chest. She struggled violently, chains biting into her wrists until blood slicked her palms. Her chest heaved, heart pounding so hard it hurt. Ezra pressed harder, his knee locking her in place. One hand clenched her throat — not enough to choke, but enough to remind her she could not escape. His breath was ragged, wild, as if possessed. “You feel it too,” he growled against her skin. “Don’t lie to me, Nova. Your body wants this. You want me.” No. No, no, no. Her body burned, but it wasn’t for him. It was the cursed bond, the fire belonging to another. And that other… Her eyes filled with tears. Her lips shaped a silent prayer: Kilian. The bond within her surged like wildfire. Her chest arched, a gasp tearing from her throat. She felt it — claws raking down her soul, a storm breaking in her veins. He was here. He had come for her. *** Nova is a skilled hunter, fierce and independent, yet unaware of her true nature and the extraordinary destiny that awaits her. Humiliated by her fellow hunter colleagues for refusing to kill innocent wolves, she flees — only to be rescued by Kilian, the feared Lycan King. Thrust into his world, she must prove herself and earn her place within his pack, all while navigating the sharp wit, teasing sarcasm, and growing tension between them. Kilian is powerful, commanding, and fiercely protective, yet finds himself drawn to Nova in ways he cannot explain. Their connection develops slowly, charged with banter, challenges, and unacknowledged desire. But Nova is far more special and powerful than anyone could have predicted. Her choices, and the bond she shares with Kilian, will shape the fate of their world — deciding whether to destroy it, or to revolutionize and transform it for the better. As they uncover enemies deeply rooted in their lives, they must rely on their bond, courage, and love to face what comes next.