Format Of A Story Writing Mga Nobela at Kwento

That night I found out my Beta husband banged my bestie, who is 10 years younger than him, I also slept with someone 10 years younger than me in a bar. When they decided to kick me out of the pack, my ONS showed up unexpectedly and stopped them. He turned out to be my bestie's brother Chris, the supposed Alpha heir of the pack. I thought what between us was just an embarrassing one night thing, but he wouldn‘t let me go again, and claimed that he had a crush on me since years ago…

When your bf cheated, you slept with his best friend for revenge. It's an ONS. You never expect to run into him again. Yet, he became your stepbrother. "Hello Sister. Behavior yourself. Or your moan will be heard. " He smirked and caged you against the wall, kissing your neck. Door's open. Parents downstairs.

She is the only female Alpha in the world, the princess of the Royal Pack. To protect her, her father insisted on homeschooling her. She longed to go to school, but her father demanded she hide her Alpha powers. So, she pretended to be a wolfless— Until she met her destined mate. But he turned out to be the heir of the largest pack, and he rejected her?! “A worthless thing with no wolf, how dare she be my mate?” — He publicly rejected her and chose another fake. Until the homecoming... Her Royal Alpha King father appeared: “Who made my daughter cry?” The once proud heir knelt before her, his voice trembling: “I’m sorry… please come back.” She chuckled and raised her gaze: “Now you know to kneel?”

Hazel was ready for a proposal in Las Vegas, but got the shock of her life when her boyfriend confessed his love for her sister instead. Heartbroken, she ended up marrying a stranger. The next morning, his face was just a blur. Back at work, the plot thickened when she discovered the new CEO was none other than her mystery Vegas husband?! Now, Hazel's got to figure out how to navigate this unexpected twist in both her personal and professional life ...

What if an omega servant can hear the inner wolf of the ruthless Alpha King—when no one else can, not even the king himself? Will it be a secret that save her life… or destroy her?

One week into her marriage, Mira longs to spend a passionate night with her husband, Tyler— only to come face-to-face with her fated mate instead: Valen Montclair, the Lycan King. All Mira wants is to stay by Tyler’s side. But fate has other plans, dragging her into Valen’s world against her will. When love and destiny stand on opposite sides… Will Mira choose her husband—or the fated mate she was never meant to meet? Her answer will change everything.

A female student named Serena Anderson was in the middle of giving birth in a dorm bathroom at the university I worked at. But the baby had its umbilical cord wrapped around its neck, making the labor process a very dangerous one. So, I rushed over to the bathroom to help her with her delivery. But once the baby was safely delivered, Serena's roommate, Lynn Farris, was the first one to attack me. "Do you even have a conscience? You've never shown up for Serena in any way throughout her pregnancy, and yet you only show your face when she's giving birth?" Thanks to Lynn's words, I went viral on the Internet. I couldn't even defend myself against the entire Internet, so I ended up getting called a jerk boyfriend by countless people. The school board didn't want any negative impact on their reputation, so they fired me on the spot. Even my wife didn't hesitate to abandon me. When Serena woke up, she burst into tears and told everyone that I was the one who had violated her. Thanks to that, I became the most unpopular person in the city. In the end, I got executed by a few extremists in public. After I get reborn, I refuse to head over to the bathroom and assist Serena with her labor. "I'm just a campus doctor, so I can't take on a responsibility as important as this."

My mate, Andrew Claude, is the Alpha of the Celestial Pack, the sworn rival of my father’s Venus Pack. For three years, we have hidden our bond, knowing that our union could either bring peace between the packs or ignite war. On Lunar Year's Eve, beneath the full moon’s silver glow, we stand on the castle terrace, whispering promises of our future. Tonight, we finally agree to perform our bonding ritual, sealing our fates before revealing our love to our parents. My wolf stirs in anticipation, her instincts urging me toward him. But then, Andrew leaps down into the grand fire-dance festival, his powerful wolf form shifting mid-air before landing in a flourish. The scent of burning pine and roasted venison fills the air, warriors howling in celebration. The pack’s bonfire crackles with enchanted flames, casting shadows of prowling wolves against the towering stone walls. I watch from above, heart pounding with joy—until my smile fades. In the heart of the revelry, Carol Sinclair, an Omega maid, clutches a bundle of enchanted fireworks. Andrew strides to her, a warm, easy grin on his face. With a flick of his fingers, golden flames dance from his palms, sparking the firework in her hands. "A little fire magic to help you, Carol," he chuckles. She gasps in admiration, giggling as the firework ignites—only for it to spiral out of control. It veers wildly, the enchanted embers lashing through the air. Searing pain blooms across my arm. The stench of burning flesh fills my nose. I barely react before Carol bursts into tears and flees into the crowd. Before I can speak, Andrew turns on me, his golden eyes flashing with rage. The onlookers fall silent, ears twitching to catch their Alpha’s words. “Did you bully her, Bella?” His growl rumbles deep in his chest. “Just because you’re an Alpha’s heir doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want!” The warriors glance at each other, their tails stiff with tension. I stagger back, stunned. He doesn’t even ask if I’m hurt.

At the company’s year-end party, management tried to cut costs by using junk as raffle items. The prize box was filled with bottle caps, instant noodle wrappers, toothpaste boxes, and other trash. Everyone was only allowed to pick one item and scan the QR code on it. Whether you won anything depended entirely on luck. I casually picked up a bottle cap and unexpectedly won a car worth 500,000 dollars. As soon as the vice president found out, he rejected my win and demanded that I hand over the prize. “The company spent 20 dollars to get these raffle items from a recycler. Any prizes won have to be recorded in the books as company assets. They belong to the company.” My boss reprimanded me as well, “Have you lost your mind because you’ve been poor? Do you think you could have won without the company? You don’t know how to be grateful, and now, you’re trying to take company property. Stop causing a scene!” I did not argue and calmly handed over the bottle cap. Then, I turned around and called one of our clients. My boss had forgotten one thing: I was the company’s top salesperson. If he insisted on crossing me, I would make him lose five million.

I had just placed the winning bid on an outrageously expensive piece of jewelry, but the auctioneer refused to close the sale. When I pressed her for an explanation, she turned to my husband with tearful eyes and claimed that I always bring different men here to spend money. “Ma'am, as a professional, I can’t sit back and watch you keep deceiving people. “Sir, I’ll refund your money and even cover the loss myself. Just open your eyes and find someone who truly loves you.” My husband looked visibly moved, their gazes locking in front of everyone as if I wasn’t even there. With all eyes on me, I snatched back my black card. “It’s my card, my money. Why are you giving it to some social-climbing chauffeur?”