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I secretly married my husband for six years, and then his first love came back. I decide to leave with my child and let his first love take her rightful place.

"This is so wrong. I shouldn't be here with you. I should avoid you if I want to survive." He drawled in a hoarse as sniffed down her neck. "I should but I can't." ***** Anastasia Nelton, a single mother with a painful past finds a new chance at life when she is given a job at Kade Inc. Her hope that had just begun to take shape gets shattered when she runs smack into the president of said company. He is her past, her bane and the father of her child. She does not want anything to do with him, but a wolf cannot outrun it's mate. Betrayal, Attraction, Dark secrets, Curses and Untold Truths. Will Anastasia be able to navigate chaos that is her Cursed mate, Tristan Connor? Or will she get drowned with no way to survive?

Matagal nang may gusto si Divine sa boss niyang si Ziancio ngunit mas pinili niyang itago ang tunay na nadarama habang ipinagpapatuloy ang tungkulin bilang personal assistant nito. She was determined to keep her feelings hidden in the dark forever, but everything changed when that night happened.   After finding out that his girlfriend cheated on him, Ziancio drowned himself in alcohol. He was so drunk that he didn’t even remember that he made love with his secretary the moment he woke up sober.   It was a mistake, and Divine never wants to remember it again. Batid niya na hindi siya magagawang mahalin nang tunay ni Ziancio, kaya nangako siya na ililihim niya na lamang ang nangyari sa kanila habambuhay.   Pero magagawa pa bang itago ni Divine ang gabing iyon kung nagbunga ito ng dalawang anghel na tuluyang nagpabago ng buhay niya?

After I turned sixteen, I inherited the huge fortune my parents had left behind. As soon as the money was in my account, I hired a fake family online. A dad, a mom, and an older brother. Then, I gave them their instructions. "My dad doesn't say much, but he always lets me have my way." "My mom is gentle and a wonderful cook, especially when she makes barbecue ribs." "My older brother has poor health, and he doesn't like me. Just act like I don't exist." The three of them froze, and their expressions darkened. A long time passed before the woman playing my mother took my hand and asked softly, "Why did you hire a family? Do you miss them that much?" I avoided the guilt in her eyes, buried my face in her arms, and smiled. "Being alone is too boring." They were obviously relieved, but when no one was looking, I quietly wiped away my tears. What I did not tell them was that… I was dying. So, please. Don't hypnotize me into forgetting your faces again this time.

Aya Reyes, a smart, resilient and capable woman who was a believer in love. After all, mas madaling paniwalaan ang mga pangakong nanggaling mismo sa taong mahal mo, sa taong pinaniwala ka na you are capable of receiving love, who made you the center of his universe, and the same man who promised to walk you down the aisle. And Aya believed him. Until he disappeared. No explanation. No goodbye. Just ache and promises that never came true. For five years, naghintay si Aya. She held on to memories, making excuses, and the fragile hope that maybe one day, babalik sya. Pero hindi siya bumalik. Hindi siya nagparamdam. So she did the only thing she knew to survive: she moved on. New city. New job. New life. Day by day, she did everything para unti-unting buuin ang sarili nya at mamuhay sa mundong wala na si Adrian. Pero mapaglaro ang tadhana. Sa pagdaan ng araw na pilit kinakalimutan ni Aya si Adrian, he started introducing himself to the word. Adrian Vale is a powerful bachelor and now the CEO of Vale Group–rich, brilliant, and one of the most eligible bachelors in the country. The next time Aya saw him again, they weren’t lovers anymore. Hindi rin strangers, kundi bilang boss at empleyado. And this time, Adrian doesn't remember her. After a mysterious accident five years ago, Adrian Vale lost all of his memories, kasama na ang babaeng pinakamamahal nya at ang pangako nila sa isa’t isa. Now, as fate slowly pulls them into each other’s lives again, Aya needs to come with a decision. Should she tell him who she was or let him live his life and lose him again?

Liora Vance has always been invisible. The quiet girl next to her dazzling best friend...a shadow. Until one night at a graduation pool party. One reckless moment when she meets Ronan Vale, the hot senior who had been expelled, he was dangerous in a way that steals her breath. One intense night together leaves her forever changed. By morning he is gone. And no one remembers him, he's not even in the records, as if he never existed. A year later Liora arrives at Blackthorn College on a hard-won scholarship, determined to build a future she can control. Then in her first major seminar the student professor leading the elite research project steps forward. Ronan Vale...and to his surprise she remembers him, he offers her a contract...a juicy offer which she couldn't resist. Stay, whenever I need, whatever I need you for. But theirs is a tale as old as time. What consequences have they awaken by meeting again in this lifetime?

He vowed to love her forever. Then forgot she ever existed. After surviving a coup that left him broken and bloodied, Alpha Rowan Blackthorne awoke with a shattered memory— and no trace of the bride he’d married in secret days before. The council claimed she died in the chaos. He believed them. But three years later, a mysterious woman storms back into his life, demanding his blood to save a sick child. A child with Rowan’s silver eyes. A woman who feels achingly familiar… and maddeningly out of reach. Calla has spent years hiding among humans, raising the son the Alpha forgot. She’s built a new life, buried her past, and vowed never to return. But when her child’s life is on the line, she has no choice but to face the man who once called her his mate—and abandoned her without a second glance. Rowan doesn’t remember her. But his wolf does. And the deeper he digs into the truth, the more dangerous it becomes—for them both. Because the same enemies who tried to erase Calla once… Are ready to finish the job. Revenge. Redemption. A bond that refuses to break. She’s the bride he lost. He’s the Alpha she won’t forgive. But fate has other plans.

My mother hated me, to the point that she wished I were dead. I knew I deserved to die. Sixteen years ago, if I hadn’t insisted on going out, my brother wouldn’t have died while trying to save me. Eventually, both of us got what we wished for. I got brain cancer. She had become a stranger to me as I forgot everything and went to die in blissful ignorance. Then, she went mad.

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine. But when he sensed I was really leaving, when the tether between us began to snap, he broke. Dropped to his knees, clutching the pups like lifelines, his voice raw. "Please," he whispered, "don't leave me." Even the pups cried, reaching for me with shaking hands. "Mom, we’re sorry… We didn't mean it. Please don't go."

Everyone in Palermo knew Alessandro De Luca had a reputation. He was the Boss of the De Luca family, one of the oldest bloodlines in Sicily — a name tied to the port, the courts, and half the construction contracts in Palermo. Wealth, power, discipline—those things were expected. Romance was not. He didn’t chase women, and he never went back to the same one twice. Until me. When we broke up after a brutal argument, he did something no De Luca had done in generations—he stood outside the gates of the Moretti estate, my family home, for an entire day and night. I watched from behind the curtains and never opened the door. The next day, he came inside the estate kitchen himself. Alessandro De Luca, who grew up surrounded by servants, tried to cook my favorite seafood pasta with his own hands. He burned the sauce. I threw it away without tasting it. On the third day, he found the necklace my grandmother had left me—something my uncle had sold years ago—and bought it back, paying far more than it was worth, just to return it to me. At a formal family dinner, in front of elders and allies, he made it clear: No more women. Only me. It took him a year to win me back. That summer, fireworks lit up the Palermo coastline as he announced our engagement. I believed he had chosen me. Until the night of a private gathering at an old harbor estate. A young woman was being pulled forward in the middle of the courtyard, her dress torn at the shoulder, tears running down her face. Alessandro went still. Then he stood up. He didn’t look at me. He didn’t explain. He just walked toward her. And something inside me went cold. I rested my hand over my abdomen. There was something I hadn’t told him yet. He broke his word that night. So I broke mine.