Flying Raijin

I paid for a first-class plane ticket with my own money to beat our competitors and locked down a multi-million-dollar deal. By the time I went back with the signed contract, I received a notice of termination. The reason was because I violated the company cost-saving policy, and I was dismissed effective immediately. I was stopped and mocked by Maeve Zolten, the intern assistant. "It's a strict company policy that only train travel is allowed for business trips. You deliberately violated this rule. Should we undermine the company's regulations just for you?" My fiancé and the CEO of the company, Chance Goode, backed her up without hesitation. "As the director, you're taking the lead in violating the rules, setting an extremely negative example!" Through the narrow gap in the blinds, I caught a glimpse of him cheating on me with Maeve. That was when I finally understood all the mistreatment. They clearly misunderstood who owned the deal if they thought firing me ended the story. They fired me for a ticket, but I would walk away with the future. I turned away, pulled out my phone, and made a phone call. "I'll join you and bring in my new energy project worth tens of millions of dollars. Additionally, does your company restrict key employees from flying for business negotiations?"

I thought that I am the luckiest girl in the world. I am the woman that all men could ask for. I possessed both beauty and brain. I graduated from college with flying colors. And then I quickly found a job after I graduated from college. I also have a very supportive best friend and most of all, I have a loving boyfriend who always cared for me and promised that he will never hurt me. Having these two important people beside me, I have nothing to ask in this world. But my life suddenly changes in just one night. One special but painful night. I discovered that my boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend. But the thing that changes my almost perfect life is to witness a beast transform his form into a human. And that beast is none other than the most sought bachelor and youngest billionaire in the country, the CEO of The Pearl Of Ocean Jewelry Company, Kurt Contreras! Later on, I found out that Kurt was cursed that's why he suddenly becomes a beast and he is looking for a person that could lift his curse. Am I the person that he was looking for that could lift his curse or I am just a person that he needs to achieve his goal?

On the third anniversary of our bond, I pushed open the private room door, my heart full of hope—only to see Chisel on one knee, leaning in to kiss Sylvia. In that instant, every thread of love and trust inside me snapped. “What are you doing?” My voice trembled; tears blurred my vision. Chisel looked up at me, eyes full of irritation. “Enough, Leah. Stop putting on that wounded look. We were just playing a game. I lost, that’s all. Why are you angry?” I could no longer bear the betrayal. After losing our pup, something inside me died completely. I decided to break the mate bond, to end this painful, scarred union once and for all. Even as Chisel kept apologizing, swearing he would change, I no longer believed him. My voice went cold: “Even if I forgive you, our pup never will.” I left the home that had once been full of love and hope, flying toward a new world that would be mine alone. On the other end of the phone, Chisel’s voice trembled. “Leah, I was wrong. Please… give me another chance…” I closed my eyes, inhaled deeply, and hung up. My voice was calm, final: “I have nothing more to say to you, Chisel.”

Maddy thought marrying her fated mate and flying to Greece to start a new life would fix everything. All she wanted was a perfect life with De-Shawn—far away from Alpha Rowan J. Grey, the man she discovered was also her mate. That was impossible. A werewolf could only have one fated mate—unless one died. Second-chance mates don't happen while both are still alive. Yet here she was. Both of her mates are alive. “Let’s go to Greece,” De-Shawn said the night he slid the ring onto her finger. Maddy wasn’t sure, but running felt safer than staying. Because Rowan couldn’t be her mate. He was married. He had children. Worse—he was her godmother’s husband. She escaped to Greece, hoping distance would weaken the bond forming between her and Rowan. Hoping marriage would save her. But It didn’t. Her fated mate destroyed her life; he killed their unborn pup, stripping her of everything she owned, and forcing her into a conservatorship. Left with nothing and on the verge of spending six years in rehab as a mentally ill patient, she turns to one person. One person she shouldn’t turn to, one person from whom she should stay far away.

The night before my fiancé, Soren, and I were supposed to leave for Northern Europe to start our new life, the sounds of a lively discussion drifted from his private club. "Christ, Boss, are you insane? Why the sudden marriage alliance with the Rosetti family to make a play for Italy? Didn't you say you were getting out of the life with Abby and heading north?" Soren leaned back into a leather sofa, his voice nonchalant and muffled by a cloud of smoke. "Plans change. Besides, remember, I'm the one who made her who she is." "Once she sees the new empire I'm building, that little canary will come flying right back to my cage. The woman can't live without me." I stood in the shadows of the club, a wine glass in my hand, a dull ache blooming in my chest. The anniversary gift I had so carefully chosen for Soren was still in my purse, waiting for me to give it to him. I slipped out of the smoke-filled club, tossed the gift into the nearest trash can, and booked a one-way ticket to Northern Europe. But what he didn't know was that just as he could betray our future for Monica, I could abandon him for mine. All those years we spent dancing with death were never just for his sake.

Married in secret for five years, Yvonne Singer always thought I was just a washed-up nobody from a fallen family. What she didn't know was that I was the sole successor to Guzman Group, the world's largest venture capital firm. She tricked me into attending a cocktail party for the sake of her male best friend, Francis Yorke, and forced me to toast my sworn rival. Furious, I shattered the wineglass in my hand and snapped, "Yvonne, don't push me! Believe it or not, with a single word from me, your company can disappear from the stock market by tomorrow!" Panic flickered in her eyes. The next second, she threw herself into my arms. "Honey, I just needed your help. I didn't mean to hurt you." She then personally fed me a hangover pill and gently escorted me to a private room. When I woke up, I was hanging upside down from a drop tower. Francis slammed the switch. I was sent flying dozens of feet into the air, then plummeting straight down into the water. As my consciousness began to waver, I forced myself to make an emergency call. "Mr. Chance, contact global media outlets. Before nightfall, I want headlines showing them begging on the streets!"

For ten years, Isaac was my fated mate. My Alpha. My future. Then, on the eve of his Alpha Ceremony, he chose another she-wolf to be his Luna, Chloe. His reason? She was wild and free...everything I used to be. "We are FATED MATES!" I screamed, my hand flying to the mark on my neck. "How can you defy the Moon Goddess? How can you just throw me away?" My wolf howled through our bond, trying to make him feel my pain. The backlash should have crippled him. But he didn't even flinch. It wasn't a real mark. Just a lie, painted on with magic. A trick to chain me to his side. My legs gave out. I hit the floor, a raw sob tearing from my throat. When the tears dried, the grief turned to ice. I stormed the Elders' Council and demanded they sever the bond. Then, I did the unthinkable. I chose his cursed uncle, Vincent. Isaac laughed. He thought it was a pathetic game to make him jealous. He had no idea. The Elders had already named his uncle the new Alpha. He didn't understand his mistake until he saw me crowned Luna on Vincent's arm. Only then did he come crawling back, begging for a forgiveness I would never give.

I still have a week before my due date when a truck suddenly hits me, sending me flying several feet and leaving me bleeding profusely on the ground. As I lose consciousness, I call my husband, Wallace Brown, begging him to rush over and save our unborn child, only for him to reply coldly, "It's Beth's 18th birthday party today, Meryl. You can't seriously be pulling one of your stunts on a day like this, can you?" In the next instant, I hear my son, Daniel Brown, exclaiming, "You're always using the baby to threaten us, Mommy! I really hate it when you do that!" Wallace stresses the importance of Beth's birthday party again, demands that I attend immediately, and then hangs up on me. With a pool of blood spreading beneath me, I close my eyes, overcome by despair. When I open my eyes again, I am met by the sight of a death certificate. The doctor delivers a crushing pronouncement. "I'm sorry, but if you had gotten here sooner, we might have been able to save the baby's life…" I look at the death certificate, feeling as though my heart died with my baby. I finally decide to leave this family, yet now they're the ones begging me to stay.

She was sent to destroy him. She never expected to fall for him. Nora is sent to infiltrate the ruthless DiFronzo crime family and steal something that has been taken from the government a long time ago by the DiFronzo family as an act that will dismantle their empire and avenge the only father figure she ever had. Disguised and deadly, she slips into their world on the night Robert DiFronzo is crowned the new mafia boss. The heist is flawless. The escape? A disaster. When a brutal series of murders shakes the underworld, all signs point back to the DiFronzos. Determined to uncover the real mastermind, Nora takes on a new identity as a bodyguard to Robert’s kidnapped sister. But the deeper she dives, the harder it becomes to see Robert as just another enemy. He is ruthless yet fiercely loyal, a man trapped in a bloody legacy he never asked for. And against every rule she’s ever followed, she starts to fall for him. Then Robert announces his engagement to someone else. Betrayed and broken, Nora walks away. But the past is not done with her. A deadly conspiracy forces her back into the shadows, where the only way to end the bloodshed is to take down the real villain before he takes any other life. With enemies closing in, secrets unraveling, and bullets flying, Nora exposes the true traitor behind the murders who is willing to kill for its own gain. For fans of high-stakes romance, deception, and jaw-dropping twists, Agent 64 delivers an unforgettable ride where love and danger collide in the deadliest of ways.

"Mrs. King, please sign the papers,” the lawyer insisted as he placed them before her. Genevieve blinked twice as she stared at the papers for a few seconds before looking back at the male lawyer. A lump grew in her throat making it hard to swallow. “W-who issued this divorce again?” she stuttered, asking an obvious question. The lawyer stared at her with pity for a second before going on to answer. “Your husband, Mrs. King.” ***** Genevieve had always felt like she had it all. The perfect man, perfect family, and perfect job. Well, that was until Kyle Jordan King, her husband deemed it fit to send her the divorce papers because she couldn't bear him a child. Genevieve becomes devastated and vows to make him pay when she can for making her heart bleed the way it did but what she doesn't know is sometimes, things are not always as they seem. Years later, with twins at hand that belonged to her ex-husband, Genevieve had to return to the city where it all began again and consequently had to work with the man who had broken her heart. With sparks still flying, a forceful dilemma, and chemistry at its peak, Eve had to decide if she was willing to let the billionaire into the lives of her kids. And even more, hers. Will she give in to the sizzling temptation that was Kyle Jordan King or would she do everything to avoid and stay away from him even when it was close to impossible?