Golden Facade

I was like the pure and innocent Cinderella of a school romance novel. Unlike the aristocratic students around me, I didn't come from wealth or privilege. I earned my place at this elite academy through merit alone, my high scores opening the gates to a world far beyond my means. Cinderella is supposed to be stubborn, proud, and righteous—standing tall despite her humble origins. But I have none of those qualities. All I have is poverty.

Olive lost her childhood memory, all she knew was she was named after the tree where Tasio found her, the wolf hunter that lives in the woods, and the one who raised her. As she reached the right age and had her first transformation, she realize the complication she was in. She's a hunter of her kin. But she wasn't only a normal werewolf, she came from a forbidden race, an ancient race of healers, a half-wolf, and a half-witch. Her different eye color represents her witch blood, and her white fur represents her hybrid blood. Only pure werewolves have golden eyes and black or brown fur. She's a half-witch and a half-werewolf but grow up with a wolf hunter. Would her mate accept her? Even after learning that it was her who killed his brother.

On the company's designated monthly day off, Gigi Lott, Donald Hoover's secretary, posted an Instagram story. The caption read, "So what if you're the boss of me when we're at work during the day? At night, I'm the one on top!" In the photo, she was lying atop a water bed covered in rose petals, and the usually stern Donald was kneeling down to massage her feet for her. From his pocket hung a brand new golden necklace. Just that morning, I bought several gold bars and gave them to Donald while beseeching him to make our relationship public. He happily took the locket from me, but when I tried to take a photo of us with our phone, he smacked my phone out of my hands, smashing it into pieces. With a look of pure derision, he declared, "Why don't you take a good look at yourself in the mirror first? You really are a motherless wretch who wasn't raised right. Look at the lengths you'd go to just to ruin me!" Throughout the last five years, I had meekly gone along with his demand that we keep our relationship a secret, claiming it was because office romances were forbidden. But now, I was abruptly hit with the realization of how laughable it all was. The next day, I sent my father a message. "I admit defeat. I'm willing to come home and inherit the family business."

The cold seawater engulfs me, its relentless pull dragging me into the abyss. I kick desperately, my lungs burning, but the surface drifts farther and farther away. "Save me, Kane… save our child…" Pain lances through my body as I clutch my stomach, shielding the fragile life within me. The child I never thought I'd have, the child who was supposed to be our blessing. Through the watery haze, I see Kane Porter standing on the jagged cliffs above the shore. His tall, commanding figure is framed by the moonlight, his golden eyes burning with hatred. The alpha of the Nightfall Pack, the man who once whispered my name with reverence, now looks at me like I'm filth beneath his feet. His voice cuts through the roaring waves, sharp and merciless. "Don't think I don't know what you've done, Selene." The currents tug me deeper. My strength wanes, but his words stab deeper than the water ever could. "You drugged me with a philter, hoping to make me mark you—hoping to force your way into the position of my Luna. Because of your selfishness, Arya is gone. You destroyed her mind, pushed her into madness!" A shadow of despair twists across his face, but it vanishes beneath pure fury. "She fell from that cliff because of you." I shake my head, but I can’t speak. The sea is swallowing my voice. "Do you know what it’s like to wake up every day in torment? To live knowing the woman I loved died because of you?" His eyes glint like a wolf ready to tear out his prey's throat. "I want you to feel every ounce of that pain. I want you and your cursed child to die with her." The waves crash above me, and darkness claws at the edges of my vision. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day Kane's philter takes effect. He approaches me, his face flushed and his breathing rapid. He's already undone his buttons. "Hang on, Kane. Arya will be here soon!" I back away and open the door behind me. Then, I run off.

Solana Reev is a rising star who devoted her whole in protecting her image. She was seen as the epitome of perfection but behind the perfect facade a woman who longs to be loved by her mother hides. Solana did everything to please her mother and when her mother chose to remarry she didn't object even though she found out that her mother will marry the father of Alton Sanders, the man she desires for a long time. Solana accepted the fact that she completely lost her chance on Alton but resisting her true feelings is hard especially when Alton boldly expresses his interest towards Solana. Will Solana give into the fire of her desire even though it means giving up her career and her mother's love or she will continue to resist the temptation to protect her image and to be accepted by her mother?

Alex Carter has spent his life struggling to make ends meet, haunted by the unsolved murder of his parents. At 23, he finally lands a job as a flight attendant, hoping to leave his painful past behind and build a better future. But everything changes when he meets Captain Damien Russo—the most sought-after pilot in the country. Towering at seven feet tall, dangerously handsome, and impossibly charismatic, Damien is a man of mystery, admired by passengers and feared by those who know his true nature. What starts as stolen glances and secret rendezvous in airport hotels soon turns into a passionate affair. But Damien refuses to come out, keeping their relationship hidden. Alex tries to ignore the red flags—the late-night disappearances, the cryptic phone calls, the way powerful men seem to bow at Damien’s feet. Then the truth crashes down like a storm. Damien Russo isn’t just a pilot; he’s the heir to one of the most powerful drug cartels in the world, using his position to smuggle contraband across borders. And worse—his family may have played a role in the death of Alex’s parents. Torn between love and revenge, Alex is thrust into a world of luxury, deception, and deadly secrets. As rival gangs close in and the FBI tightens its grip, he must make an impossible choice: betray the man who stole his heart or risk everything for a love that was never meant to survive. One thing is certain—no one walks away from the mafia unscathed.

Argent is a seasoned assassin, trying to bring down an underground slave auction when he sees her. Penelope had moved to Brazil in hopes of starting over again after the death of her beloved uncle. With her best friend in tow, she is ready for a new adventure. Unfortunately, adventure comes in the form of a kidnapping, and a possible life as a slave. Hope is almost lost until she meets Argent's beautiful golden eyes across the auctioneer's platform. Neither expected to find love or to be caught in a web of lies that nearly keeps them apart. But there are no regrets when destiny is involved.

“You’re so wet for me, baby.” I yank on his clothes and pull him closer, “Always so hungry for my cock,” he groans, His eyes are on me as he pushes into me, and I whimper impatiently. He’s taking his sweet time filling me up, loving how he’s driving me crazy. “Good girl,” he murmurs. “Taking my cock like that.” He pulls back almost all the way and then slams into me, finally giving me what I want. I moan in delight and Alexander buries his hand in my hair, pulling me closer. He kisses me roughly, and I lose myself in him. “Tell me how you want it, baby. I want you to come for me,” he says, his lips lingering on mine. “Just like this,” I tell him. “More.” ___________________ In a desperate bid to save her mother's life, Elena finds herself at a crossroads she never imagined. Stepping into the dimly lit embrace of a gentlemen's club, she prepares to make a sacrifice she never thought she would have to make. But fate has a twisted sense of humor, as she comes face to face with a man she never expected to encounter in such a place - Alexander Kennedy. What starts as a chance encounter quickly spirals into a proposition that turns Elena's world upside down. Instead of selling her body, Alexander offers her a marriage of convenience. A deal that promises to save her mother's life, but at a cost she never anticipated. For hidden beneath his charming facade lies a web of revenge, and Elena becomes a pawn in his dangerous game. Caught between a rock and a hard place, Elena is left with an impossible choice. Does she embrace the devil she knows, Alexander, and risk losing herself in his twisted plans?

Humans? A low-level world? No cultivators or gods? Could that world be trampled as easily as ants by the powerful beings from above? This is Long Chen's new journey after being reborn from the flames of the Vermilion Bird, emerging to fight against powerful cultivators who always use low-level worlds as their slaves and playthings. He also discovers the evils of the world and the people who rule over these various worlds. Protecting, destroying, and shaping are Long Chen's new goals. This journey brings Long Chen into contact with various powerful cultivators and even those called gods. Fighting, defeating, protecting—all of these are already in Long Chen's heart. He will also meet his parents, whom he has never seen since the day he was born. Will Long Chen accept them? Or will Long Chen decide to have nothing to do with them anymore? Can Long Chen maintain his purpose, or will he fall once again into the same temptation as the black dragon? "I live for myself, fate? Fate cannot stop me! I will keep standing no matter how many times I fall. As long as I still breathe, there is no such thing as giving up in my life."

The wealthy Hanson family makes it clear that whichever sister gives birth to the family's first grandson will inherit the billion-dollar fortune. In my previous life, my sister, under our parents' arrangement, married the strong and healthy third son, Jerome Hanson. I, on the other hand, was given to the gloomy eldest son, Lester Hanson, whose legs were paralyzed. Under my treatment, Lester regained full use of his legs. I became pregnant with the Hanson family's first grandson. Meanwhile, my sister was driven to madness by Jerome's abuse, becoming the laughingstock of every wealthy woman's dinner gossip. On the day I went into labor, my sister stabbed my belly with a knife. Then, she pulled me off a rooftop with her. Now, in this life, we start over. The moment Lester sends over a golden bridal bouquet, my sister snatches it without hesitation. "I want to marry Lester!" she declares.