Even After Her Death

The vampire duke of Valestead was not a man to be trifled with. He was centuries years old and full of hate for humans because of the death of his beloved mate; Katherine during the mass killing of all supernatural creatures. Meeting Guinevere Pedro must be the fates way of playing with me because of her exact resemblance to his dead wife and she is also an enemy just because she was human. The duke decides to marry her to find out exactly why she looks like his dead wife and then to kill her to satisfy his animalistic urge but what he did not expect was that she would her innocence touching him in places he never knew existed and once again… the duke's dead heart shall awaken before it is too late for both of them and before the war of old strikes again

Before my wedding, my future sister-in-law diagnoses me with cervical erosion. She insists it's because of my promiscuity. My boyfriend arranges for my sister-in-law to operate on me without my permission. After the surgery, I find that my womb is missing. I'm furious, and I want to know what's happened. However, my boyfriend berates me. "It's perfectly normal for Kate to make a mistake since it was her first surgery. You're her sister-in-law—stop making a big deal out of a small thing!" I refuse to settle the matter privately and call the cops. That's when my boyfriend secretly murders me via poisoning for the sake of his sister's future. When I open my eyes again, I find that I've been taken back to before the surgery.

Born to be vicious, Zelda embarks on a journey of having to choose a perfect mate that will please her parents. However her heart yearns for someone else.

Iris is not just a billionaire with tough skin and a crazy sense of direction, she runs the world and the people are her puppets. One would think the diamond goddess had everything, but that theory was far from the truth as the Amery heiress desires one thing in life...Children. One, five, twenty if possible. And Jake, the new intern is going to give it to her by hook or crook.

A week after getting into a cold war with Alexander Griffin, his friends drag me to a private room. They drink and smoke inside, not caring that I have asthma. My breathing speeds up and it starts to get difficult for me. My hands tremble as I call Alexander and tell him I'm about to die. However, he's with his childhood sweetheart. He doesn't answer my calls. He finally answers when I'm about to pass out, but all he does is berate me. "You're old enough to know not to be so childish, Isabelle. Why would you think of joking around with your life? "Sasha's injured, and I'm tending to her wound—it's my duty as a doctor. Don't tell me you're jealous over that! For the last time, there's nothing between Sasha and me. It's up to you whether you believe it!" Later, I die in that private room. His friends throw my body into the sea to cover up their crimes. One day, Alexander finds my journal. That's when he loses his mind…

Deja and Dotun got married at an early stage of their life, and they both agreed not to have a baby until after five years so that they can acquire all the luxuries they required, and when they were ready, pregnancy was not firth coming, and she started finding solutions when are mother In-law was pulling troubles with her, and she wants her out of his son's life, but,k Dotun didn't bother until she met Doyin, and started thinking of something else, and she Impregnated Doyin, let's read on and see what later happened between Deja, Dotun, and Doyin,

Book 1: Dionysus and Celestia Book 2: Keir and Helena Celestia Elara is married to the man she has been dreaming of for a long time. In her mind, her life is perfect because she can be with the one she loves. But destiny didn't agree with her. She tried everything than she can para lang mahalin sya ni Dionysus Guevara ngunit parati nitong pinaparamdam na hindi sya nito kailan man mamahalin not until she got pregnant and the world turns upside down.

Amore Intima experienced something that she didn’t imagine. Before she escaped that pit of hell, she was all alone. Not until someone came to save her—Amadeus Donovan. The man takes her in to his abode. But Amore didn’t know that there’s more than just on Amadeus of being her saviour. He’s a mysterious man that is under a dangerous organization. As Amore live under his roof, Amadeus will slowly find himself drowning in some strange emotion. But as he unfolds all the mystery about Amore, will he still be able to accept who she really is? Will the flower of rose blooms to their romance? Or it’ll be the rose’s thorns that will set them apart?

The world was glorious, shining like gold in the middle of the universe as people raised their toasts, celebrating the victory they had. However, the victory they achieved turned out to be a nightmare. The victors swung their blades as the blood of their own kin spread on the floor. The victors did everything, no matter how cruel it is, just to achieve victory. In the end, the world was like a paradise—a deceptive paradise everyone thought was glorious . . . but it isn't. It was fiendish. Maximaze was a child from the lowest level of civilization, a slave of the superiors. Maze just wanted a peaceful life with her mother, Sybil, while desiring to find her father who was separated from them since the day she was born. Until one day, an old friend of her parents entered her life and gave her an opportunity to study. However, there was a condition. Maze needed to be one of the candidates to become a Death Judge and travel the world. Her desire for peace made her continue the ruthless road of becoming the Death Judge. Her quiet yet terrific life with her mother before became more chaotic—worse than slavery. As she wandered the world, she found out the truth. Maze's dreams shattered into pieces—nightmares kept visiting her, day and night. Since that day, she received a horrific reminder.

In the middle of a lively night, can you guess what's about to come? In the middle of the busy street, do you realize there is something in the dump? Shane Hoseinzade was peacefully sleeping on the floor when three conservative, loud knocks echoed inside. Would he open the door? On the other side, someone wearing a black cloak and holding a giant scythe is standing on the doorstep. With head bowed down, a pair of mismatched eyes glowed while staring at the door. Patiently waiting for the target to open the door. If you hear three violent knocks on your door at exactly midnight, would you dare to open the door? But what if those violent knocks are the knocks of the person you promised to marry in the future? Death? A grim reaper? A demon? Whoever it is, are you ready to face your fears?