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After what you did, I'd like you to know that I can't stand you, but this marriage cuts across our hateful feelings for each other. It's something you will never understand." His eyes turned dark and vengeful immediately, causing me to take a step back. "This is my life, Dexter. You won't ruin it for me with your so-called marriage contract." I protested. He shook his head, and immediately the vengeful glints I saw were replaced with an unreadable expression. "If you don't marry me, then your life will be completely ruined, dear Lorraine. And don't forget that you have a lot of enemies, especially your step father. ************** Fate brings two former high school enemies back together in an unreasonable situation and for some reasons, Lorraine has to marry Dexter, the man she despises. But when she signs the contract, she discovers that there are several secrets that are hidden from her and it becomes worse when her husband isn't who she thinks him to be. Amidst the trials and challenges, they'll find themselves falling for each other again even though reality keeps reminding them why they shouldn't. Will their love be strong enough to help her conquer the baggage of her past while trying to make a name for herself? Will she be able to survive all the deadly arrows thrown at her by her stepfather?

Dara Leigh was hell-bent on finding out about the truth behind her lover's death that she would go far to assume the identity of a dead heiress, infiltrate a business magnate's empire, and seduce its cold-hearted president, Eautiquiano Fauste III or Euthird to destroy him and his empire if she sees fit. Euthird on the other hand was about to marry the love of his life, until his twin brother, Zach, impregnated a woman while posing as him. Now he was set to marry the controversial heiress of a rival company to strengthen their business ties and set aside their rivalry. Will Dara survive her life as Euthird's wife before finding out about the truth? Will she be able to protect herself from his enemies and from his ruthless ambitions? Will she be able to protect her herself from falling for her irresistible husband? And what of his twin?

Alpha Roman of the Greycrest Pack is under relentless pressure. For years, his pack has demanded he choose a mate—someone worthy of becoming Luna and securing the pack’s future. But Roman has always refused. His wolf won’t accept just anyone. It’s waiting…for her. Just as he’s on the verge of giving in to duty, everything changes. A chance collision in the city brings him face-to-face with Maya Scott, a woman who has no idea his world exists. The bond hits instantly—sharp, undeniable, consuming. She’s his mate. And Roman wants her. But where he feels certainty, Maya feels nothing but confusion. To her, he’s just an intense, dangerously attractive billionaire who seems to have decided she belongs to him after a single meeting. As Roman struggles to win her over without revealing the truth about what he is, unrest brews within Greycrest. A human Luna is unthinkable—an insult to tradition and a risk the pack may not survive. Whispers turn to schemes, and powerful enemies begin to circle. Now, Roman must protect the woman fate has bound to him, even as she resists the world he’s trying to pull her into. Because claiming her could cost him everything— …and losing her isn’t an option.

My husband, an Army regimental commander, was killed in action. Before his body was even cold, I didn't hesitate. I filed for his death certificate and notified the Army, the Social Security Administration, and our bank. Then, three days later—on the very day his twin brother married his childhood sweetheart—I moved out, changed the locks, and remarried quietly at the courthouse, taking my son and the full line-of-duty death benefits with me. To everyone else, I was heartless. Cold. I let them curse me. I just looked into my “brother-in-law's” bloodshot eyes and felt a quiet, cruel satisfaction. Only I knew the truth. In my last life, I discovered the body sent home wasn't my husband's at all—it was his identical twin brother's. I ran to confront him, but by chance I overheard him and my mother-in-law whispering. "Mom, Sarah is strong. And we have our son. She'll be okay. The benefits will take care of her. But Amy has waited for my brother all these years. If she finds out he's dead, she might do something drastic." Their words struck me like lightning. I tried to expose them, but my husband knocked me out. He told everyone grief had driven me insane. He locked me in the garage apartment and, with cold detachment, married his sweetheart. And when that woman complained my son was too loud, my husband slipped sleeping pills into our boy's juice—right as my crying child was coming to look for me. My son never woke up. The day they buried him hastily, I ended my life in the garage, utterly broken. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day they delivered my brother-in-law's body to our home.

My brother and I get into a car accident. My heart is ruptured—I need emergency surgery. But my mother, the hospital director, calls every available doctor… to my brother's room. He only has a few scrapes, yet she orders a full-body scan for him while I lie there bleeding out. I beg her to help me, but she snaps, visibly annoyed, "Can't you stop fighting for attention for once? Your brother almost injured a bone!" In the end, I die on the operating table. But after the news of my death breaks, my mother, who has always hated me, completely loses her mind.

Isang lihim ang nabuksan nilang magkakaibigan. Lugar na nasa ilalim pa ng basement na matagal ng nakakandado. Isang napakagandang babae ang natagpuan nila doon, na natutulog lang at dahil sa kapangahasan nila, nagising nila ito at napakawalan nila ang sumpa na lumulukob sa dalagang naandoon. Sa pag-gising ng dalaga sunod-sunod na kababalaghan ang nangyari sa bakasyon nilang iyon at sinisisi ng dalagang si Cassandra, na natagpuan nila sa ilalim ng basement, ang mga kababalaghang iyon sa mangkukulam na nagkulong sa kaniya sa sumpang pagtulog sa mahabang panahon. Paano nila matatakasan ang kababalaghang kalakip ng dalagang nagising nila? At sino nga kaya ang mangkukulam na gumugulo sa kanila at pati buhay nila, ay nasa bingit na ng kamatayan? Makakatakas pa nga ba sila kapahamakang iyon? O kamatayan din nila ang kahihinatnan ng kapangahasan nila? Dark Fantasy CollectionSLEEPING BEAUTY@KamijoMican

In the two years since we got married, my husband, Kieran Zucker, has pampered me like a princess every day. However, I want to escape from him because he's an extreme control freak. I've been forced to behave exactly like a living doll, and I can't leave his sight for a single second lest he deprive me of dinner. I've run away from him 16 times, but he's accurately predicted my location and dragged me back every time. I've eventually been driven to desperation and slit my wrists in search of liberation. When I next open my eyes, I find that I've actually been reborn back on the day Kieran proposes to me. This time, I resolutely turn him down and decide to escape far from him with his arch-enemy, Scott Quinlan. I assume that I'm finally free of Kieran, but then I discover Scott having a friendly conversation with him…

Trapped in a sweltering 40-degree sauna room, I overheard my older brothers talking outside. My second-oldest brother, Sean Lambert, remarked, "This kid is too stubborn. We need to teach her a lesson." My third-oldest brother, Jacob Lambert, replied, "The temperature has been adjusted. She won't die." I was locked up alone for 72 hours. It was their way of punishing me because of my stepsister. Yet, they were the ones who used to love me the most. My father was a business tycoon, my eldest brother, Axel Lambert, was skilled in finance, Sean was a legal expert, and Jacob was a medical prodigy. My mother passed away after fulfilling her mission, leaving these four men to look after me. They once showered me with love like I was their precious gem, until I turned five. That's when my stepmother and her daughter came into the picture, and I was banished to the housekeeper's room. Their attention shifted entirely to my stepsister. Whenever she cried, my father would bring out the punishment box for me to draw lots. 72 hours passed, but no one came to open the door. Before I blacked out, a few lines of small text popped up before my eyes: [The minor character is about to die. Once she dies, she can be reunited with her mother.]

On my coming-of-age ceremony, the pack elder has given me two choices—either marry Alpha Darius Vilkas, or enter a marriage alliance with the Solaris Pack. I choose the latter. Everyone in the Silvermoon Pack thinks I've gone nuts. After all, they know very well that I've been clinging to Darius for more than ten years. Every year, I make the same birthday wish, which is to become his mate. In my previous life, I got what I wanted. On the night of the full moon, Darius bit me on my nape and marked me. But Darius, who kept up a gentle and polite image in front of others, glared at me with only hatred brimming in his eyes behind locked doors. "If it wasn't for your shameless request to the elder, who forced me into mating with you, Ingrid wouldn't have entered that marriage alliance!" Only then did I realize that Darius was in love with my younger sister, Ingrid Whiteclaw, this whole time. In order to get revenge on me, Darius slept with various she-wolves every night. He made me endure the heartwrenching pain through our mate bond. On the day I was meant to go into labor, Darius personally fed me wolfsbane, which killed both me and my pup. Now that I'm reborn, I decide to grant his wish to be with Ingrid. But when he finds out that I'm about to enter the marriage alliance, he goes crazy from rage.