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Born From Darkness - A Legend Will Rise After many years of fear and suffering, the brave Ravennites of the Dark Zone have come out of hiding and engaged their oppressors from the Outside in an all-out war to reclaim their homes, their lives and their freedom. In the wake of countless victories and losses across the vast, mountainous territories, there are many who attribute their newfound hope to the young Outsider who selflessly turned his back on his own life to save all of theirs: Alex Lee. Determined to prove his loyalty to the cause, Alex leads a small but daring squad of Ravennite warriors to take the fight deep into enemy territory. As time continues to wear on, Alex’s mind is constantly plagued by many unwelcome thoughts; the fear that the day may come when his valor and his resolve fails the people he calls his family, a growing and restless love for the young Ravennite woman who vowed to fight by his side, and the haunting memory of the night, many months ago, when he reluctantly revealed the location of the last Ravennite refuge known as the Citadel. Time is running out. Alex’s heart is torn between what he believes is worth fighting for and protecting the one he loves. As he struggles to keep his gallant team, and himself, intact, he soon finds himself before a trial far more malevolent than anything he has ever faced in his life. His convictions are being challenged, his mettle put to the ultimate test, and in his mind, Alex begins to wonder if he is truly losing his sanity - and if he will ever leave the Dark Zone alive.

"Not because men dumped you countless times, you'll gonna dumped me as part of your revenge. Tandaan mo kasal tayo, sa ayaw at sa gusto mo ako ang end game mo!" -Xavier- It was supposed to be a simple favor - pretend to be his lawful and loving wife until her twin sister gets back. But when Xavier Oxford - a drop-dead gorgeous billionaire with eight-pack abs enters her room and demands her duty in bed, she instantly forgets that she was just pretending to be his wife. ***** No one would even realize the difference between Avigail and Avery Alfonzo - the naughty twin sisters. All her life, Avigail "Avi" Alfonzo only wanted three things-- freedom to live her life to the fullest; success in her profession as an artist; and continue switching identities with her twin sister as a form of their escape. Not until her twin sister Avery left the country and ask her to pretend to be the wife of her husband -Xavier Oxford. He's known as the epitome of perfection, a snob, and a business tycoon at a young age. But Avi never liked her twin's husband. However, that changed when she had to pretend to be his wife. His touch can easily make her delirious. His kisses make her squirm in pleasure. And his stares, searing her very soul, could make her forget how to act without getting caught. Can Avigail fool him like how she fooled the others? Or would Xavier catch her off-guard, and see the woman behind her pretentious face?

Donna Sofia Marino's birthday is held on Valentine's Day. When Francesco Rossi, the Underboss of the Costa family, announces the news on behalf of Don Enzo Costa, everyone in the family is very happy. Well, everyone but me. As expected, Francesco is quick to add, "Someone needs to guard the headquarters. Camilla, you'll be the one in charge of this task." "What the Underboss means is that you don't really carry out any missions in your daily life. Besides, you have tons of spare time anyway. This time, you are to guard the headquarters so that you can deal with any emergencies that might arise." I just smirk sarcastically. The truth is, I'm always the one dealing with the most dangerous matters concerning the Costa family. The transactions of the firearms worth hundreds of millions of dollars are successfully carried out thanks to the plan I've spent countless sleepless nights perfecting. When a crossfire breaks out, I'm always on the frontlines, fighting for the family's glory despite getting injured. While I'm given the title as the executive director, I'm never given any actual power. In truth, my standing is lower than that of a soldato. I'm always the one carrying out the hardest, the most menial, not to mention the most dangerous tasks. But every time credit is given, it's never given to me. I've been enduring this injustice for five long years. This time, I no longer want to keep enduring anymore. With a smile on my face, I stand up from my seat. "Alright then, Underboss Rossi. I shall guard the headquarters. But this will be the last time I ever do this. After this task is completed, I will officially leave the Costa family once and for all."

When the Earth slipped into a relentless, record-breaking heat, I exhausted everything I had to develop a constant-temperature shelter. Yet, my fiancée, Janine O’Connor, insisted on wearing a bikini and going out to sunbathe with her personal secretary. In my previous life, I stopped her. I warned her that an apocalyptic heatwave was coming, and that countless people would be burned to death simply by being exposed to the heat. However, her personal secretary looked as though he had suffered a great injustice. “I’m sorry, Will,” he said. “But I can’t bear to see Miss Janine stuck in a shelter for the rest of her life. I’ve done my research. This is a period of natural selection for the Earth. Only by adapting quickly to the environment can people truly survive.” Even so, I threatened my own life and forcibly brought Janine back into the shelter. Relying on the shelter I built, Janine survived the apocalypse and rapidly built a survivor base. However, on the second day after she became the base’s leader, she had me hanged outside the shelter and burned alive. “If you hadn’t forced me to come back, Mark wouldn’t have been devastated and killed himself in the heat! He was about to develop a new type of shelter, yet you stole all the credit! I’ll make you pay with your life!” Even after my death, her hatred didn’t fade. She ordered someone to skin me and turn my hide into a rug, stepping on it every day. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I tried to stop her from sunbathing with Mark Davis.

She's a product of cruel slavery. Until she met Kaylon Axon, the Alpha of the Dominant pack, and named her Balvina(Bal)Ran. Under the spell of their mate bond, they bonded and fell in love. But Kaylon’s pack was being captivated by a powerful witch—Amonette Dollen, sister of Alpha Kaylon’s late Luna. Bal then became the unwanted Luna. When Kaylon was away, Amonette vanished Bal and sold to the Canary Kingdom—the largest pack in the Cammarin continent. Balvina then became one of the pleasure slaves and was chosen as the offering to the old king. But when the king saw her, their blood pack recognized each other and she was claimed as the daughter of the king’s long-lost twin sister. In the same year, the dominant pack was conquered by the Canary. Alpha Kaylon bowed to the king with the determination of revenge and get his Luna back, thinking that the Canary clan captured Bal. After seven years of fighting, Bal became the sole crowned princess. The General who fought and won countless battles and was favored by the king—The man who bled and conquered his way up just to find his mate, became Bal's protector. The crowned princess and Kaylon the famous General, met again. Balvina immediately recognized Kaylon. But Kaylon failed under Amonette’s spell. But Balvina was no longer the same. Bal gave Amonette the punishment of death. Kaylon’s soul was freed together with his bond connection that was sealed for years. When the king of the Canary Kingdom died, Balvina was immediately crowned as the new queen and married Alpha Kaylon. Balvina successfully claimed her original identity and General Kaylon Axon, who was now the king of the Canary kingdom, established the Dominant pack again as allied to the Canary clan.

During the ten years since I was found and brought to my biological family, Sonia Baxter, the girl who took my place, and I have been as close as real sisters. Even Mom says that Sonia cares more about me than a real sister would. I once swore I'd give my life to protect our special family of four. When Sonia is rushed into emergency surgery with a ruptured cerebral aneurysm, I am in my office, calmly practicing a basic suturing technique on a surgical simulator. On the screen, the robotic arm threads the needle with such precision that it looks like a work of art. A few minutes later, my boyfriend, Oliver Lyons, slams open the office door and shouts at me, "Amelia Baxter! Sonia's in critical condition. Only your micro-dissection skills can save her! Every expert in the hospital is waiting for you! We've got less than an hour before the window closes!" He looks at me with hopeful eyes. I'm the only person in the country capable of performing a surgery this complex. My hands are even known as the "Hands of God". However, I simply reply with a hum and continue fiddling with the model. Suddenly, my parents rush in. Mom grabs my arm and cries out, "Amelia! That's your sister in there! How could you just stand by and watch her die?" I gently pull away from her and hold my right hand out in front of them. This hand, which had once created countless medical miracles, is now trembling slightly. "Unfortunately, since yesterday, I've been showing symptoms of essential tremor. Dad, Mom… this hand is ruined."

I've been married to the prince of the underworld for ten years and have endured countless life-or-death situations by his side. My hands, once trained to play the piano, are covered in calluses from holding guns and stained with blood. But at 28, my husband ends up falling for a young woman from the slums. She's as delicate and pure as a chamomile. She's his well-kept little secret—until I run into them at the woman's prenatal appointment one day. I storm up to him, demanding an explanation, only for him to nonchalantly hand me divorce papers. "Sonia is a devout follower of the church and can't have a child before marriage. I must make an honest woman out of her. Sign these, and you'll get 40% of the company's shares." I refuse to do as told, so he corners me. In the end, he has my crippled younger brother tied up and forced under a hydraulic compression machine. "Sign the papers, Maeve, or watch your brother become a human mince pie. The choice is yours." I fall on my knees and beg him to stop. As the machine turns on, my hands fly to my aching lower belly, and I scream as I lose consciousness. When I wake up again, I'm back in the hospital, in the same spot where I ran into my husband and his mistress at her prenatal appointment. This time, I don't confront him. Overnight, I make arrangements with a sanatorium abroad, get divorced, and run away from home. Yet the moment I truly disappear, my husband loses his mind.

Sanjana lost her parents when she was just a child. Raised by her maternal uncle in the breathtaking valley of Kashmir, she grows up clinging to two dreams—her passion for journalism and the music that flows through her veins. To survive, she sings on the radio, her haunting voice slowly becoming a quiet comfort to countless listeners. Liam, the son of a ruthless billionaire, wants nothing to do with power or legacy. Music is his only escape. On his friend Kabir’s advice, he travels to Kashmir in search of a voice powerful enough to heal him—and finds Sanjana. Her innocence, strength, and quiet resilience pull him in, and love soon takes root. But fate is merciless. A horrific car accident leaves Sanjana’s face severely disfigured. Before she can recover, Liam’s powerful mother steps in, threatening and forcing Sanjana to disappear from Liam’s life forever. Pregnant and broken, Sanjana vanishes without explaining the truth. Unable to watch her suffer, her uncle reveals a long-buried secret—Sanjana’s father belonged to an elite British family. With the help of his brother, a renowned plastic surgeon, Sanjana is given a second chance. In London, she emerges with a new face, a new name, and a shattered heart. Years later, Sanjana is Samantha Blake, a successful journalist in the UK. Fate brings her face-to-face with the past when she is assigned to cover the engagement of a billionaire—Liam. He doesn’t recognize her face. But her voice refuses to let him forget. As buried truths surface and old wounds reopen, love is tested by betrayal, loss, and the question neither of them can escape— Can love survive when everything has changed… except the heart?

It's the final round of this year's Pack Pup Tournament. I can't take my eyes off my pup, Patrick Grant, as he wins the title. When the host calls Patrick's parents onstage to celebrate, I leap up, thrilled. But then I see Nicholas Grant, my Alpha mate, walk up with his secretary, Natalia Lawson. They stand side by side under the spotlight, kissing Patrick on both cheeks. It's as if Natalia is the mother, as if she's the Luna of our pack, as if they're the perfect family. I can only stand there in the audience, feeling the weight of countless startled stares, too ashamed to lift my head. Later, Nicholas brushes the incident off. "You were seated farther back. It was easier to bring Natalia up on stage," he explains. Easier? I swallow the humiliation and force myself to believe it was just an unfortunate coincidence—until today, that is. I sense through our blood bond that something's wrong with Patrick, so I drop everything and race to the pack hospital. But when I arrive, Patrick is lying in Natalia's lap, whining to her in a soft voice. I step forward to introduce myself, but the healer only looks surprised. "The emergency contact form lists Natalia as his mom, though." It turns out Patrick himself had stripped me of my role as his mother. And Nicholas didn't stop him. I finally understand. I don't belong in this family anymore. That night, I tell Nicholas I want to dissolve the mate bond between us. He doesn't even look up as he says, "Don't be dramatic. You'd dissolve our bond over a single name on a form?" "Yes."

"I won't marry you, it's just an accident." I buried my face in my hands, trying to block out the sight of the Alpha's strong, naked body next to me. He had just proposed, but I didn't even know his name. What the hell had I done last night after getting drunk? "Accident? You are my mate. Didn't you feel that?" He gripped my hand tightly, his eyes burning with danger. "No, that's impossible..." I exclaimed in panic. Because I was a wolfless Omega. *** Harper Laurier was one of the daughters of the Slivergray Pack Alpha, but not the real one. As a wolfless Omega, she was nearly isolated and bullied by the entire pack. Heartbroken and battered, she decided to leave the pack and find a way to awaken her wolf. But an accident brought this ordinary 18-year-old girl's life into contact with the first prince of the Werewolf Kingdom. The dangerous and charming prince claimed to be her mate and asked for her hand in marriage, but Harper didn't feel it at all. Should she promise him? Or should she live a life uncontrolled by anyone? As the first heir to the Alpha King, countless assassination attempts left Wyatt Elliot cold and paranoid. He decided to trust no one, and nothing could stop him from ascending to the throne. However, a girl suddenly entered his life and opened his long-frozen heart. Her fatal attraction told him she was his mate. He couldn't wait to make her his own, but she was unaware of the mate bond and even tried to run away from him. How would Wyatt treat the first girl to reject him? Should he forcefully possess her or gently win her trust and heart?