Fake Dating

Dalawang taon nang naniniwalang legal wife si Isabel Cienne Lopez. Pero nang ipa-verify niya ang marriage certificate nila, doon niya nalaman ang totoo. Peke ang kasal nila ng asawa niyang si Joshua Casiño. Gusto niyang komprontahin si Joshua, pero may narinig siyang usapan sa study room nang puntahan niya ito. “Don’t worry, she still trusts me,” kampanteng sabi ng lalaki. “Good,” sagot ng babae. “Basta tandaan mo, ako ang legal wife mo.” Ang kausap nito? Si Sabrina Carpio. Ang dati nilang guidance counselor sa university na anim na taon ang tanda sa kanya. At doon bumagsak ang lahat-lahat para kay Isobel. Limang taon nang kasal ang dalawa, si Joshua at Sabrina. Ibig sabihin, ginamit lang si Isobel bilang shield. Siya ang pinakitang asawa sa publiko. Mas masakit pa, siya ang sinisisi kung bakit wala raw silang anak. Ang pinakamalala? Ang batang inampon nila ay tunay palang anak ng dalawa. Hindi nag-iskandalo si Isobel. Tahimik lang siyang tumawag sa abogado ng pamilya niya. “Attorney, single ako. No husband. No child. Lahat ng inheritance, sa akin lang.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” At umalis siya nang hindi lumilingon. Akala ni Joshua babalik din si Isobel noong umalis ito. “She can’t survive without me, she loves me so much.” Pero ilang linggo lang ang lumipas, napabalita sa buong bansa ang isang engrandeng kasalan. Isang marriage alliance sa pagitan ng isang powerful tycoon at isang biglang lumitaw na heiress. Sa panonood ng TV, nanigas si Joshua. Si Isobel ang bride. Nakatayo siya sa tabi ng lalaking mukhang makapangyarihan, hawak ang kamay nito, confident at malamig ang tingin. “She is my wife,” sabi ng lalaki sa harap ng media. Sa pagkakataong ito, totoo na ang kasal ni Isobel. At doon lang na-realize ni Joshua na hindi pala siya kawalan kay Isobel. Siya ang iniwan, at siya itong maghahabol sa "asawa" na niloko niya ngunit hindi na niya maaabot pa.

When I'm scouring for food in the dumpster, I get recognized and taken home by the richest man in the city, Maverick Clark. As soon as I get home, Camila Clark, the fake heiress who has taken my spot for many years, asks our parents with an aggrieved look, "Mom, Dad, now that the actual heiress is home, does that mean I have to leave now?" Upon noticing the frowns on my parents' faces, I quickly sink down on my knees and begin pleading to them pitifully. "Mom, Dad, if you don't like me, I'll just go back to the alley you found me at." Camila Clark, you stole my identity and the affection meant for me by pretending to be frail and weak in the previous life. That was how I ended up dying on the streets from starvation. This time, not only will I kick you out of the Clark family, but I'll also take back the assets and identity you've swindled from my parents by playing the pity card! Aren't you the most skilled in acting pitiful? Let's see who's better at tricking the Clarks into voluntarily giving away their assets and social standing on a silver platter!

Drevan Valkor is the Darkmoon pack's Invincible Alpha. This makes him grow arrogant and believe himself to be untouchable. Even when he drags a knife across his own hand, the wound closes almost instantly. He laughs at me and says, "Kyra, you gasp for breath after walking just a few steps. What a pathetic, sickly burden." What he doesn't know is that a curse forces me to suffer every bit of pain he should be feeling. The only cure is for him to acknowledge me and complete the mate bond willingly. I endure three years of his pain, his cold shoulder treatment, and his constant entanglement with my "healthy and lively" stepsister. I tell myself that if I can survive until the mate bonding ceremony, I will finally be free. But that hope dies on the night of the ceremony. Before the entire pack, he pulls my stepsister, Belle Wynter, into his arms and kicks me off the altar. "I reject Kyra Wynter as my mate," he declares. "My pack doesn't need a weakling like her." That is the moment my conscience dies. If that's how it is, then he can't blame me for choosing the worst possible cure.

Ilang taon nang kasal si Adelaide Rufino sa nag-iisang tagapagmana ng Villareal Group. Sa mata ng lahat, isa siyang masuwerteng asawa. Pero sa loob ng bahay ng mga Villareal, isa lang siyang bisita na hindi kailanman tinanggap. Ginawa niya ang lahat para mapabilang. Nagpakapagod, nagpakasakripisyo, at halos mawala ang sarili, basta lang may mapatunayan sa pamilya ng asawang si Felix Villareal. Hanggang sa isang araw, gumuho ang mundo niya. Nalaman niyang peke ang kasal nila. Hindi siya ang tunay na Mrs. Villareal. Ang pangalan sa likod ng lahat ng papeles ay sa matalik niyang kaibigang si Angela. Mas masakit pa, alam ito ng mga magulang ni Felix mula pa sa simula. At ang dahilan kung bakit hindi siya kailanman tinanggap ay simple at malupit. Hindi siya makapagbigay ng tagapagmana. Baog siya dahil sa isang aksidenteng nangyari habang inililigtas ang lalaking inakala niyang asawa. Sa araw na iyon, nawala ang pagmamahal. Napalitan ito ng pagsisisi. Pero hindi si Adelaide ang babaeng mananatiling nakaluhod sa sakit. Sa halip na magmukmok, gumawa siya ng plano. Isang planong sisira sa mga taong nagnakaw ng tiwala, panahon, at buhay niya. At ang unang hakbang ng kanyang paghihiganti ay ang pagtanggap niya ng kontrata bilang Mrs. Yuchengco. Hindi para magmahal. Kundi para gumanti. Gagawin niya ang lahat, mapagbagsak lang ang mga ito, kahit pa ipagkuno niya ang sarili sa lalaking hindi naman niya kilala.

Once I became pregnant, I was hailed as the most precious woman in the underworld. My husband, the new Don of the Jenkins family, shut down an entire private hospital wing for my check-ups, while my father, the Collins Don, summoned every Michelin-starred chef in New York to the estate, just so I could pick whatever I craved. The baby I carried was destined to be the sole heir of the two most powerful mafia families. But on the day we were to sign the papers securing my child's inheritance, they both vanished. "An urgent family matter came up," my husband, Vincent, said, kissing my forehead. "We can finalize the child's inheritance when we get back. There's no rush." Shortly after they left, I received a link to an anonymous live stream. My father's voice came from the video, colder than I had ever heard it. "You're saying your marriage contract with Evangeline was never valid. Doesn't that make the child a bastard?" Vincent, lounging in a club, blew a smoke ring. Cradled in his arms was my half sister, Sarah. "Evangeline has always had all the love and affection. Her child will want for nothing." "Sarah has been mocked for her status for years. I have to make things right for her, give our child a legitimate name." In that moment, my heart seized, and I could barely breathe. Then my phone vibrated again. It was a text message: "Welcome home to the Gallo family, my queen." "Just give the word, and the child you carry will bear the Gallo name and become the most powerful heir in the American underworld."

The new intern claimed she had clairvoyant sight. With just one look, she could tell exactly where the underground gold deposits were. As the institute’s chief gold prospector, I was deeply embarrassed. Every time I went through hell to locate a vein, she somehow managed to report it to the institute before I could. Even the engineering crew working under me was full of complaints. “What kind of chief prospector is she? Following her means panning in the river one day and digging holes in the mountains the next. We work ourselves half to death and get nothing to show for it!” “Exactly. Look at Jane. She just joined the institute and has already found two major gold mines. The crews working with her have already earned first-class commendations.” While the crew complained about me, I began to suspect that someone among them was leaking information. So the next time I went out to search for gold, I worked alone and finally found a major deposit. But just as I was about to report it to the institute, I discovered that Jane had beaten me to it again. That time, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I openly questioned her and accused her of stealing my work. She fired back, claiming her clairvoyant sight had shown her that I had been secretly pocketing gold from the mine. Even my fiancé stepped forward and testified against me. In the end, I was sent to prison on false charges and died there, never able to clear my name. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my fiancé’s junior apprentice first claimed she had clairvoyant sight.

On the eve of the SATs, Sasha Lane’s diary got leaked. Every private thought she had ever hidden about her uncle, Gabriel Quinn, was dragged into the open. Humiliated. Picked apart in public. She was forced to give up the exam. Sent overseas like an exile. After that, she was branded shameless, trashy, and completely out of line. Those accusations followed her everywhere. Years passed. No matter how hard she worked, she could never shake the weight of that judgment. Even after getting into a top global university. Even after becoming a rising star in pharmaceutical research. In the end, they still pushed her toward a stable civil service job, like none of her accomplishments meant a thing. Then came the scandal. A rumor about an illegitimate child exploded overnight. For the sake of his reputation and future, Gabriel forced her into a marriage with the most powerful heir in the city, Sebastian York. Gabriel told her, “Sebastian isn’t interested in you. He only agreed to a fake marriage to deal with his family. Once things calm down, you’ll divorce.” That was the moment her heart finally went cold. She didn’t owe him anything anymore. At City Hall, Sebastian York, a man infamous for his ruthless reputation, handed Sasha his medical report. “Everything checks out. No problem consummating the marriage.” Sasha looked him over, then shrugged. “Fine. You’re this good-looking. I’m not exactly losing out.” Sasha thought Sebastian wasn’t interested in her. She was wrong. After they got married, all it took was one extra look, and something in him snapped. He treated her like his wife in public. In private, he was anything but restrained. Every touch was slow, deliberate, and dangerously tempting. He knew exactly how to get under her skin. Knew exactly how to pull her in. Before she realized what was happening, she was already in too deep. Later, Sasha posted her pregnancy update on social media. Gabriel dropped his speech mid-event and walked out without a word. He drove through a storm just to find her. Soaked to the bone, he blurted out, his voice shaking. “Sasha… divorce him. Come home with me.” Back when she loved him, he didn’t care. Now that he finally wanted her, she had nothing left to give. On the other side of a closed door, Sebastian had her pinned against him, his hand locked around her waist as he kissed her until she could barely breathe. His palm slid over her stomach, his voice low and rough, coaxing. “Be good. Let him hear you.” She was the woman he had fought to claim. And anyone who thought they could take her away? Dream on!

At our college graduation, my fiance suddenly proposed to Lillie Stewart, my best friend, in front of everyone. I became a joke in front of everyone. Right after Lillie accepted my fiance’s proposal, Lloyd Becker, heir to the biggest mafia family on the West Coast, publicly said he loved me. Lloyd was known in the mafia world for being serious and never getting involved with women. So, when he showed an interest in an orphan like me, it made the news. We got married, and for five years, he was so sweet and treated me like a princess. But one day, I accidentally overheard him talking to his friend. “Lillie is already set to become the future lady of the Gacira family. Are you really going to keep the act up with Nelly?” “If I can’t have Lillie, it doesn’t matter who I marry. As long as I’m with Nelly, Lillie can live peacefully.” He even gave Lillie the symbol of the Becker family’s lady. He helped Lillie build her career while letting me fade into the background. After five years of marriage, I finally understood. On our fifth anniversary, I pretended to die in a shooting so he could be with the woman he truly loved. But instead of being happy, Lloyd completely broke down.

With the pressures of being an upcoming Alpha having been too much, Zaine opts for the challenge of college. In doing so he meets the quirky, and fun-loving Presley, a wild, and care-free Gamma's daughter from a pack across the country who fully understands the commitments he has to his pack, but also brings out the fun and easy-going side of the young Alpha. Only as their time in college comes to an end, and Zaine is dreading his return home to the pressures and commitments that await, especially when he is told an arranged marriage is looming in order for him to gain his Alpha title. Presley, being the good friend she has always been, makes an offer than may change both their lives. Will it be for the better? Only time will tell...

My fated mate, Dexter, became the Alpha King when his brother died. He inherited the crown, the power… and his brother’s widowed mate, Jenica. All because I, a half-breed, had failed for years to give him a pureblood heir. He told me he had to mark Jenica, and the pain nearly shattered me. But he held me close, kissed my tears, and swore that his wolf, his fate, had chosen only me. That I would always be his one and only Luna. I believed him. And yet, he still spent every night in her bed. Then, Jenica became pregnant. While the pack celebrated, Dexter forced me from the Luna’s suite, all so her pup could be born into the pack’s purest lunar aura. As I felt our bond unravel thread by painful thread, I sent a final, coded message to a friend in the human world. “In four days, get me out.” That night, I made a choice. My time as his mate was over.