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"Don't touch my things, stay at least 3 meters away from me ,and most importantly don't touch me," were the cold words that were thrown at Hadley on the night of her wedding. Isn't that ridiculous? Her husband was asking for something so outrageous but Hadley submitted to her fate because the man was not hers to begin with. Hadley Jenkins is a young girl that grew up in the countryside but her simple life turned upside down when her father who doesn't know came to drag her and asked her to be a substitute for her twin sister she didn't also know existed. She had to pretend to be her on her engagement day. Just on that day. It was just a day so she agreed. What if the initial agreement fell through and she had to also get married to her sister's fiance then? Maurice Eliot is a cold billionaire and also the successor of the Elliot group. He is cold and dominant. He had to get married to the heiress of the Gilbert but he couldn't stand women's presence because of the accident he encountered when he was young. The marriage was bound to be a rocky one. What do you think would happen between a substitute bride and a cold CEO that can't stand women? Did you think people are going to find out about Hadley's real identity?

My husband's first love, Daeleen Reed, is abducted and murdered by the Wood family, a mafia family. The final call she makes before her death is to my husband. "Samuel, Louise's green eyes are beautiful. If there is an afterlife, I hope I can have a pair of eyes like that so I can always gaze at you with them." My husband, Samuel Sterling, is the Capo of the Sterling family, a mafia family based on the West Coast. Instead of getting revenge on the Wood family, he comes home and forces me onto an operating table. "Daeleen says she loved your eyes. That was her dying wish, and I will make it come true." I clutch my stomach and grovel at his feet. I beg him to let me off the hook. I've yet to witness our child's birth—I can't lose my eyes! However, Samuel thinks I'm using my pregnancy as an excuse to not give up my eyes. "You can't be so selfish, Louise. You'll only be losing your eyes—you'll be fine." Daeleen is the only one who holds his heart. I am left with nothing but a world of darkness. Later, I drag my broken body into the sea. I forge ahead until I'm submerged. That's when Samuel goes insane.

“…How dare you do this to me, Conrad? How dare you sleep with my sister right next to my bedroom?” I scream at the top of my voice. My voice breaks in two halves. My hands won't stop shaking. My forehead is beaded with sweat. "Ashanti, please I can explain!" Conrad begs as he tries to step down from the bed, but he can't because he's stark under the comforter. "Ashanti, what the are you doing in my bedroom?" Rhea screams at the top of her voice and I drag my eyes from Conrad and plaster them on her face. She doesn't look scared or guilty like Conrad. "And what the are you doing in bed with my boyfriend?" I ask, raising my voice as well. "I just him. What are you going to do about that" …. After red handedly catching her boyfriend in bed with her step-sister, Ashanti thought things couldn’t get any worse for her until the Lycan Beta showed up at her father’s pack and picked her together with her step-sister as for the Lycan Harem who will stand the chance to be chosen as a mate for the ruthless Lycan King. On the same day she arrives at the Harem, she finds her mate… Read to find out the identity of her mate and how things pan out for her in that Harem.

The past Day 159 after the first New Species were freed Joy tried to relax in the chair but worry over her client made her fidget. She glanced at the clock, noting he was late again. Minutes ticked by while her anger grew. It was the fourth session in a row that 466 had blown off. He did it on purpose. She knew he was going to be irate over what she’d done in retaliation but he’d left her with no choice. The loud sound of a menacing growl startled her. Her gaze flew to the door a second before it was thrown open. 466 hovered in the hallway, his rich brown hair messed up as if he’d dried it upside down with a blow dryer to give it that fullness. Rage showed in his narrowed, dark gaze. She guessed he’d been the source of the noise. He was pushed forward as one of the guards entered the office behind her client. “Here he is. He wasn’t happy but we got him.” The man shot a dirty look at 466. “Four of his men convinced him to come along or we would have had to drag his inside in shackles. He wanted to fight me.” She winced. “Please sit, 466.” “It seems I don’t have a choice.” He sauntered over to the chair in front of her desk and dropped his big body down hard enough to make the piece of furniture groan. “So much for saying we are free.”

Catherine Turner was the naive young lady of the Turner family. She should be loved and treated like a precious jewel but the wrong marriage with Billy Rodriguez - the young master of the Rodriguez family - had brought her down to hell. Her beloved husband had an affair with her soulmate and planned to get the Turner family down. He took Turner Group as his property, made her mother and father die in an accident. Her eldest brother had been taken to a mental hospital. Catherine had lost everything, then she decided to risk her life to drag those two ungrateful people to the grave. After all her efforts, she failed and she was killed. When she was near death, she prayed to Mighty God that if she had a chance to do it again, if she could be reborn in a new life, she would change everything. She would stay away from these bad people who just used her like an ugly doll. She would take revenge for what they had done to her. And if she had the last chance, she would find him, Christoper Harris Borrisons. She would appreciate him - the one who did everything for her but did not want her to return anything, even though she had been cruel to him all the time. If there's an afterlife, I will find you and make up for everything that I owed you. And… if there's any chance, I will be truthful to myself, not living a lie anymore.

Some secrets are buried for a reason. Others are waiting to destroy you. Twenty-two-year-old Emilie's world shatters when a dark force murders her nanny before her eyes and she realizes the monsters from her nightmares are real. Fleeing to Silvercrest territory, she saves the life of Kai, the charismatic Alpha's son, never expecting that one act of kindness would drag her into a supernatural war centuries in the making. Welcomed into the pack's palace, Emilie discovers the impossible: her parents are alive, she's part of an ancient prophecy, and everything she knew was a lie. But when Kai betrays her to secure his power, she falls into the hands of Lysander the feared Supreme Alpha everyone believed was dead. Lysander is darkness incarnate, a ruler who commands from the shadows with secrets as dangerous as his touch. As Emilie trains to unlock her dormant powers, she uncovers the truth about the lost kingdom of Valdris, a prophecy that could save or doom them all, and a bond with Lysander that defies fate itself. But the dark sorcerer Thane Nightshade is rising, and he'll burn the world to possess Emilie's power. Caught between destiny and destruction, with her fated mate by her side, Emilie must master abilities she doesn't understand and trust a love she never expected or watch everything she's fought for crumble to ash. In a world where prophecies kill and love is the deadliest weapon, the only question is: will she fulfill her destiny, or become the darkness everyone fears?

•She ain't a good girl! She is the girl you don't want to mess with! ________ •He is a loved good guy in this world of hyped-up bad boys! Unless! Unless! You cross her way for the bad girl has wrapped the good guy around her little finger and makes him sin! BUT!!! •What happens when the trust is broken? '''The magical spell of euphoria is distorted and piercing pieces of betrayal unfurls making you bleed.''' __________ "Addiction is fucking heart-wrenching!" She stated taking a long drag of the cigarette which was held in between her lips. Then she blew out the smoke and jumped on the bonnet of the car. "Put this away then!" He raised his finger towards the cigarette. "Not this," she affirmed inhaling nicotine once again. "It's addiction is helpful to drown all other horrifying addictions." A pregnant pause engulfed them. The only sound was the whispering of wind with the shedding leaves of trees. The autumn had prevailed the green life likewise their souls were also shedding off its color, painfully. Agonizingly slow. "I'm always here for you!" He whispered. "I know!" Under the faint moonlight her self-pitying smile could be seen. "Besides these drugs you are the only one who is here for me." He did not say anything back for he knew she won't reply now. He too sat on the bonnet and taking the cigarette from her he inhaled the smoke. ___________ Find who the enigmatic warrior is or is that you?

Palaging nagkakaro’n ng weird na panaginip si Thea Amarrile, dahil halos araw-araw n’yang napapaginipan na nakikipag sex s’ya sa lalaking hindi n’ya naman kilala, ngunit ang pinagtataka n’ya ay kapag nagigising s’ya ay naaalala n’ya parin bawat detalye ng panaginip n’ya. Hanggang isang araw, bigla na lang sumulpot ‘yong lalaking palagi n’yang napapaginipan sa pinag tatrabahohan n’ya and later on, nalaman n’ya na lang na ‘yong lalaking palagi n’yang napapaginipan ay s’yang magiging panandaliang boss n’ya.

Warning: Mature content. Read at your own risk!!! -------------------- Joyce Jillian Montecellio is a hard working woman. Simula nang iwan sila ng kanyang ama ay natuto s'yang tumayo sa sarili n'yang mga paa. Lahat ng oportunidad na dumating sa buhay n'ya ay kaagad n'yang sinusungaban. Hanggang sa isang araw ay natagpuan n'ya ang isang lalaking estranghero sa gilid ng sapa na pinaglalabhan nila na puno ng sugat at walang malay na si Jeff Marco Del Carpio. A happy-go-lucky guy and turn to be an adventurer. Simula ng lukuhin s'ya ng babaing pinakamamahal niya't nakatakdang pakasalan ay nahilig s'ya sa pagka-camping. He started to hide his identity and live in a simple lowkey life. Sa paglipas ng mga araw na nakakasama ni Jillian ito ay unti-unting rin nahuhulog ang loob n'ya sa binata. Kinalimutan n'ya ang sumpang hinding-hindi iibig kanino man. Kung kailan naibigay n'ya na ang buong tiwala at sarili n'ya dito saka n'ya naman natuklasan ang buong pagkatao nito. Paano n'ya haharapin ang bukas ngayon kung sa araw ng pag-alis nito ay kasama ang puso n'ya? At paano kung ang gabing nakalimot sila ay nagbunga? Hanggang sa makalipas ang apat na taon ay muling nagkrus ang landas nila mismo sa building ng opisina nito. Ano ang gagawin n'ya kung inakala n'yang may mahal na pala itong iba? At paano kung ang nag-iisang taong hinuhugutan n'ya ng lakas ay ninakaw nito sa kanya? Mapapatawad n'ya ba ito or patuloy n'ya pa ring mamahalin?

Dante Russo doesn't forgive. He doesn't forget. And when the President of the United States has the nerve to double-cross him, Dante doesn't go for blood—he goes for the man's heart. By kidnapping his son. Marco Powell never asked to be part of his father's shadowy world of corruption and backroom deals. But when masked assailants drag him from a glittering Washington soiree and into the ruthless grasp of Dante Russo, Marco's existence is distilled to the final bargaining chip. Kidnapped. Held captive. Compelled to kneel at the feet of Italy's most lethal man. Dante Russo doesn't just want ransom—he wants humiliation. He wants the President to hurt. And to make the whole world feel it, Dante does the unthinkable: he marries Marco in a ceremony as legal as it is lethal. An altar of a wedding shrouded in blood. A kiss meant to destroy. A war between two men who should hate each other but can't keep their hands off each other. Marco is everything Dante isn't used to. sarcastic, idealistic, infuriatingly beautiful and Dante is everything Marco should fear: fire, danger, sin, and temptation in a designer suit. Their arranged marriage sparks a deadly obsession. Every touch is a battle. Every kiss is war on their lips. And every night, Marco has to ask himself the question he fears most Does he hate Dante enough to fight him? Or does he want him badly enough to burn? Because in this game, seduction and revenge ignite and the line between love and hate doesn't just blur. It burns.