Fruit Of The Tongue

Mavis witnessed the downfall of her clan. Nasaksihan niya ang pagkawala ng lahat sa kanya. Ang pagkamatay ng mga magulang niya, ang pag-agaw sa kompanya nila at ang unti-unting pagkawala ng pagkatao niya bilang nag-iisang tagapagmana ng Servillon. Lahat ng iyon ay nagsiga sa galit at poot niya at naging ugat ng kagustuhan niyang mapaghiganti at mabawi lahat ng kinuha sa kanya. In the middle of her vengeance she entangled herself with the other inheritors, including Cyrus Dashiel Resalde, the gorgeous man that she first met in the middle of the night under the bright full moon. The man that holds a lot of secret na may kinalaman sa pagkatao niya. Magtatagumpay kaya siya sa kanyang paghihiganti kung sa kalagitnaan ng pagpapaplano niya ay nahulog siya sa bangin ng pag-ibig na sa una pa lang ay dapat na niyang iniwasan.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below filled with ivory remains. With determination etched on his face, he proclaimed, "The debt owed shall be repaid in blood!"

Every Christmas Eve, the heir of the Marco mafia family—Adrian Marco, must follow the family tradition: Draw a name to decide whether he’s allowed to marry me. Because I, Irene Cast, am not mafia-born. Unless he draws the slip with my name on it, he can’t take me as his wife. For four years, Adrian has drawn four times. And not once did he draw my name. I always thought he fought with his family because of me— that he was willing to risk losing his position as the Don, just to choose me. Every time he failed, he held me so tightly and whispered, “It’s okay. There’s always next year.” And I loved him so much it hurt. Hurt enough that I was willing to wait, year after year. This year, I told myself: If he still doesn’t draw my name… I’ll secretly switch the result. I sneaked to the door of Adrian’s study, and heard his younger brother ask: “Don… every year you do draw Irene's name. Why do you pretend you didn’t? Is it because you still can’t let Sera go?” But he simply said, in a flat voice, “Sera needs me for something urgent. Do what you always do: swap Irene’s name for a blank one.” He walked out without looking back. Instead of swapping, he tossed the blank slip into the trash, left the one with my name on the table, and hurried after Adrian. I went inside, picked up the blank slip from the trash, and replaced the one with my name. Watching my own name fall into the garbage. Adrian…I don’t want to wait and marry you anymore. I’ll grant you your choice.

Born of Magic. Marked by Darkness. Bound for a Fate No One Understands. Elarion Valtor is no ordinary student. Raised in the Tower by the most powerful mage of the Human Kingdom, he carries within him a forbidden sigil—an ancient mark that whispers in his mind and glows with power he barely understands. When he's forced to attend the Kingdom’s most prestigious magic academy, he enters a world of politics, legacy, and hidden daggers behind noble smiles. The royal heirs are watching. The professors are testing. And something buried deep within the academy begins to stir when Elarion walks through its halls. Whispers of an ancient prophecy resurface. A statue cracks. A crystal shatters. As the line between destiny and manipulation blurs, Elarion must decide: will he forge his own path—or become the weapon they fear he already is?

I was the last one to find out that Rowan River was going to be a dad. When I arrived at the hospital, I saw him giving orders to his staff. "Don't let the news of the baby leak out. If Angela finds out, she'll definitely come back and cause a scene." I had liked him for ten years, and a year ago, I confessed my feelings to him. At the time, he said, "Wait until you finish school and come back, then we'll be together." I found it laughable. This time, though, I didn't react like before. I didn't yell at him or ask why he had lied to me. Instead, I boarded a plane and left the country, agreeing to marry the guy who had been pursuing me recently. From that moment on, I no longer loved Rowan.

After three miscarriages for Xavier Lowe, I see it—my mother-in-law has three years left, my father-in-law nine years, and my sister-in-law two years. I say nothing. After the third miscarriage, my mother-in-law blames me, calling me a curse who "kills" children. My sister-in-law sneers, saying she almost died in a car crash the year I married Xavier—as if my bad luck dragged her down. My mother-in-law snaps, "She can't even keep a child. It must be because she's cursed!" Xavier just stands there, silent. He doesn't say a single word for me. I know that, deep down, he believes that I bring bad luck. Maybe it's also because he already has someone else—his secretary, Yvette Snyder. His mother has always liked her better, and he clung to her the night I lost my third child. I don't explain because I know the truth will only destroy them faster. On my 28th birthday, I catch a glimpse of my own countdown in the mirror. On that day, I take a leave of absence. I go to the funeral home and pick out an urn—pure white, just like the wedding dress I once wore. Wearing a beautiful floral dress, I text Xavier, asking him to meet me at the lake where we first met ten years ago. I wait from daylight until nightfall as my countdown ticks to zero. I die, and he never shows up.

A girl who moved from London to Glasgow on a business trip named Amanda. Especially, an ordinary employee, but Amanda was arranged to arrange a spacious apartment room. Horror stories take place right in that common base. After being in the room, Amanda discovered the murderous plots of a serial killer. The song is also the title of the story "Don't leave me alone" that keeps appearing mysteriously, along with resentments lurking in the cold corners of the deep night. After being entangled in the case, will she be able to escape? Read the story "The Revenge of the Fiancé".

Set on a medieval-inspired world, Navi who was taken by the sudden death, will embark his new adventure and life on the other world. Watch him as he uncover mysteries, and build power and dominance into this world.

'Napoleon of Crime' yang disandang oleh Profesor Moriarty layaknya harus segera beliau lepaskan dan menyematkannya pada seorang gadis yang hidup 2800 tahun kemudian. Lumiere Crowe Wysteria. Secara ajaib ia terlahir dengan otak kelewat genius bagi para perempuan dan laki-laki. Sayangnya, Lumiere lahir di era yang salah. Yaitu era di mana semuanya kembali ke Zaman Victoria karena semua teknologi modern dan juga tempat tinggal hancur akibat dari perang dunia ketiga yang terjadi pada tahun 2390. Perang yang mengikut sertakan senjata nuklir yang mengakibatkan separuh dari peradaban di dunia ini hancur. Inggris sebagai negeri pemenang mendapatkan hak memerintah global dan mulai menerapkan kembali sistem yang pernah dipakai pada Era Victoria. Dan hal tersebut membuat Lumiere muak dan akhirnya merencanakan untuk menghancurkan sistem kasta sosial tersebut. Cover by AnsGraphic.

Jade has survived hidden under the facade of a boy, after her family was massacred and her skin marked with the location of the most wanted murderer in the country. The only option left is to entrust her life to an old friend of the family without knowing that this is not a human like her, but a wolf. One who is also behind the map and seeking revenge for the death of his son and partner. But an accident, a drunkenness, and a bite will change both of their lives. And it will be discovered that she has drawn on her body ... the fate of the wolf.