Fake Death Mga Nobela at Kwento

A long lost daughter. An Alpha. A tragic past. Forbidden Love. Aurelia Fuerte is imminent to suffer from unfathomable loss and grief. Her fate has already been engraved before her birth to the ruthless world. Thus, it only takes one thing to untie her from being slave of this misery. Is she strong enough to discover her power and control it? Will love be enough to stop the pain and mend the heart which has been aching for justice? How will she be able to discover the truth behind these mysteries if she will be caged inside the valley of death? Secrets are waiting to be unraveled. Blood will shed. Pangs to pangs. War after war. And in the end, who will be found dead?

To the world, I’m the wife of Kael Voss. In truth, I’m the daughter of the Grim Reaper. I once defied death to save Kael Voss, the Mafia godfather. After ninety-nine proposals, his persistence melted my heart. I hid my divine heritage, abandoned the Underworld, and became his beloved Donna. After the marriage, he firmly kept his vows, turning our marriage into a fairytale. With our fifth wedding anniversary approaching, I wanted to get him a gift. Instead, I overheard a conversation between him and the maid, Luna. "Honey, your birthday is coming up soon. What gift do you want?" "I want you," Kael replied, his voice dripping with affection. "I want you by my side forever. I need to make sure Iris never finds out about us... and I want you to give me an heir." "Are you sure?" "Positive." Kael’s tone was unwavering. The grin slid off my face the moment I heard the answer and I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The blood drained from my face. The hope I had cherished shattered into dust. The love he had sworn to me had rotted away in just five years, leaving nothing but a hollow shell. If he no longer wanted my heart, I would take it back. The full moon rose in two days. It is time for my return to the Underworld.

On the eve of her after wedding party, Lyra Dominic paid the ultimate price for trusting the wrong man… her Alpha husband murdered her with his own hands. But the Moon Goddess grants her a second chance. Reborn on the very day she’s meant to complete the mate bond with Adrian Massimo, Lyra wastes no time. This time, she won’t be the victim. She flees the mating ceremony and makes a bold move, straight into the hands of her husband’s sworn rival… Killian Castillo, the ruthless Alpha who answers to no one. What began as a desperate alliance quickly spirals into something far more dangerous… obsession, protection, desire. And when Killian’s wolf recognizes Lyra as his true mate, everything changes. Killian Castillo never expected to fall for the she-wolf who barged into his life like a storm. But now that his wolf has claimed her, he won’t let her go. This time, Lyra isn’t just rewriting her fate… she’s taking her revenge one kiss, one bite, one mark at a time.

I've been in a long-distance relationship with Megan Mitchell for five years. For her sake, I'm willing to work in the Calystron branch of her company the whole time. But I have yet to gain the opportunity to get transferred to the HQ located in Helmont even though five years have already passed. A position is finally freed up, yet Edward Moore, a low-income student who has just gotten hired by the company, gets it immediately. Out of fury, I turn in my resignation letter. Megan, who has always been refined and composed, flies all the way to Calystron just to convince me to stay. "Edward's family is suffering from financial difficulties. It's very difficult for him to find a job, you know. I've sponsored his tertiary education for the past five years, so I'm obligated to take his future into consideration. "Besides, the Calystron branch needs you, Zachary. You're my strongest support, after all." Warmth floods into my heart. That's when I retract my resignation letter. Later on, I have to head over to the courthouse to renew my marriage license due to work requirements. But the staff member glances at my copy of the marriage license before lashing out at me angrily. "No matter how realistic a forged marriage certificate is, it's still a fake copy at the end of the day! Even if you're oblivious to the law, you still have to bear the consequences of breaking it! "Your so-called spouse, Ms. Megan Mitchell, has already registered her marriage in Helmont! Her husband is Edward Moore!" I remain rooted to the spot. My copy of the marriage license soon slides through my fingertips and flutters to the floor. Everyone in the company knows that Edward is Megan's capable assistant, whom she always talks about. I, on the other hand, am just someone who does the grunt work for free.

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.

After being publicly betrayed by her unfaithful ex-boyfriend and her two-faced best friend, Ariana is determined not to show up at their high-society wedding alone. In a moment of desperation, she heads to the Rosewood Hotel to hire a professional actor to play the part of her devoted, successful new boyfriend. However, a case of mistaken identity leads her to "hire" the wrong man. Enter Adrian Sterling: a cold, powerful billionaire who is actually at the hotel to close a multi-million dollar deal. Intrigued by Ariana’s fiery spirit and her ridiculous proposition, Adrian decides to play along, stepping into the role of a lifetime. As Mark and Lucia grow increasingly suspicious of Adrian’s impossible perfection, Ariana finds herself trapped in a web of lies with a man she can’t control. What started as a one-night play evolves into a high-stakes contract that takes Ariana from her modest life into the exclusive world of Ford City Heights. Between "fake" kisses that feel far too real and a billionaire who refuses to follow her script, Ariana must navigate a world of corporate sabotage and old-money secrets. She wanted a distraction to save face, but she ended up with a storm that is about to rewrite her entire life.

The school boxing match. My son Leo’s gloves were lined with broken glass. I carried him from the ring. Blood was everywhere, staining the canvas crimson. And Isabella, the monster behind it all, just stood there smirking. A snake's smile. She dragged her son over, then slapped me. Hard. Again and again. She tried to force me to my knees. "Some gutter trash like you… thinks he can challenge the Falcone heir? This is what happens. Believe me, I say the word, and you disappear. Poof." I just raised an eyebrow. The Falcone family has one heir this generation. My son, Leo. So when did a Falcone become gutter trash? I wiped the blood from my lip. I called the Don—the man my father made. "I hear the Falcone family has a new heir." Let's see who has the nerve to touch the old Don's grandson.

I die on my wedding night. When Zachary Gordon receives a call from the police asking him to identify my body, he snorts disdainfully. "Who cares whether she's dead? I'll be there for the funeral." "We're not joking, Mr. Gordon. You should come down here." He glances at the woman in his arms as a hint of impatience flickers in his eyes. "Fine."

He’s arrogant, infuriating, impossible to ignore. And most especially, the last person I had ever wanted until my cheating boyfriend leaves me exposed and vulnerable. Now, I’m forced into a fake relationship with his worst enemy. Publicly we’re perfect, privately, the sparks between us are scorching. Every touch, every stolen glance, every heated argument makes it harder to remember this is supposed to be fake. And suddenly, the man I hated isn’t just my ex's rival, he is the one I can’t stop craving.

My company has dispatched me on a one-week business trip to another city. When the trip is over, I drive home in a hurry just so I can celebrate my mother-in-law, Marianne Jones' birthday with her. But when I'm waiting for the traffic light to turn green, rows of live comments suddenly appear right in front of my eyes. "Do not go home no matter what! If you do, that crime will be pinned on you!" "The moment you step through the front door, Marianne will jump off the building!" "Your fingerprints are all over Marianne's body! When the time comes, you won't be able to defend yourself at all, and you'll end up receiving a death sentence! After your husband receives a hefty insurance payout, he and your best friend, Kathie Wilbury, will live a luxurious and happy life together!" I'm stunned by the information. But a few seconds later, I decide to believe the live comments. In that case, I might as well make a huge gamble. As soon as the green light is on, I start the car and stomp down on the gas pedal. Then, I veer my car toward the concrete barrier on the roadside and crash into it.