Haiku Tungkol Sa Ina Mga Nobela at Kwento

Azalea grew up in a male dominated pack. The daughter of an Alpha who was used to secure an alliance with a neighboring Alpha. She is promised to be handed over when she turns 18. She has other plans. Shortly before her 16th birthday those plans have to be pushed forward when her pack is raided and she goes on the run. She disappears into the city. Drake, is a warrior and the mate of a diplomat sent to handle relations with an American pack from his pack outside of London. Things take a turn for the worst and his mate, Sonja is killed. But fate is funny and has plans for him, yet. The hybrid Vampire/Werewolf has a second chance mate and it isn’t who everyone is expecting. 12 Year old Ezekiel just celebrated his birthday and he knows al what a bastard his father can be. He sneaks to keep an eye on him during his meeting with the diplomat and when things go south and bloodshed, death and mayhem ensue, he gets knocked out. His dreams swim with a blend of reality and fantasy as he imagines himself in his sister’s body and then in the hybrid, Drake’s. If he were his sister, he could freely and openly love a man such as Drake, but he has been taught, his entire life that love between men is wrong, vile and unnatural, then why when he wakes up after a 6 year coma does it seem so right to learn that Drake is his mate? Where has Azalea gone? Will they be able to find her so that he doesn’t have to become Alpha, or is he stuck with a destiny he can’t escape?

My wife’s childhood friend, Peter White, needed surgery. He requested that I perform the operation as the lead surgeon. I followed every medical protocol exactly and did my best to save him. However, after being discharged, he accused me of practicing medicine illegally. He claimed I had made him permanently disabled. I asked my wife to back me up. But instead, she said to me, “I told you not to act recklessly, but you wouldn’t listen. Now look at what has happened!” The hospital security footage even showed that I did not follow the standard surgical procedure. I had no way to defend myself. In the end, I was stabbed to death by Peter’s wife, Janet White, who had been financially supporting him. Even during my dying moments, I could not understand why the surveillance showed that I was not following the medical protocol! When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Peter came in for his initial examination.

Have you ever heard of a name that makes people tremble in fear, or have you heard of people falling sick just by hearing a certain name? You haven’t, right?... But there is He is Lucas Monterroso Fearless, ruthless, dangerous and he is a disaster to everyone who crosses his lane. He kills at instance; feasts on the blood of his enemy. Has no mercy, and they believed him to have no heart at all. But what no one knows is the real reason behind his ruthlessness. * She is a fierce, proud, dominant lady who hates being controlled. Bella went to the human world to chase her dream of being the pack psychologist. She had been gone for over 10 years before deciding to return to her pack, only to discover her mate is her worst enemy. Lucas is ruthless and stubborn. Bella is crazy and dangerous. **** --- Excerpt --- "I am not a sl*t you hear me, and I will never be," she screamed, as her hand crash onto his cheek. He had her pin to the wall by her throat, and glared at her “You just crossed the last line, Bella, and I will have you punished accordingly."

On the day my daughter is discharged from the hospital after recovering from the flu, I run into my ex-husband, Zachary Levine, whom I have been divorced from for seven years. He is there to pick up his wife, who has just given birth. He looks a little surprised as his gaze moves up and down to take in my clothes, which is still stained from my child's vomit. I had no time to change out of it earlier. "Long time no see. How have you been lately?" he asks. I smile and say I am doing fine. As we are about to part, he grabs my arm. "Alyssa, our son misses you a lot. If you are having any difficulties, don't push yourself. The passcode for the house in the north of the city is still your birthday. You can go there anytime." I politely decline, and he lets out a sigh. "After all these years, you are still as stubborn as you were back then. Don't hate me." I smile but say nothing. There needs to be love for there to be hate. But now, he is just a stranger to me.

On my 18th round of IVF, I accidentally overheard a conversation between my husband and his secretary. Yvonne asked, "Babe, do you really have to have a baby with her? What about us?" Zayn explained, "Don't worry. I've already switched the eggs with yours. So, Candice will actually be carrying our child, and you won't have to suffer through pregnancy. When the child grows up, all the Summers fortune will be his!" I pretended I did not hear a word, focusing instead on raising the son I worked so hard to bring into this world. 18 years later, my son was celebrated as a "computer genius", and he returned home after earning his doctorate. I transferred all my shares and real estate to him without hesitation. That was when Zayn finally decided to come clean and said, "Candice, the truth is, Luca is actually mine and Yvonne's. Let's get a divorce, and it's time for Lucas to be reunited with his biological mother." I simply smiled and replied, "I agree to the divorce." After weaving this web for 18 years, it was finally time to reel it all in.

*Lumina’s Eclipse, follows Aaliyah, the cursed princess of the Sunlit pack, born under tragic circumstances that took her mother’s life. Her curse ties her fate to an enemy—Keith, the third prince of the rival Greystone pack. To save Aaliyah, her father arranges a betrothal to Keith, hoping the union will break the curse before her twentieth moon. Despite their engagement, Keith is in love with Leanne, his omega childhood friend. He resents the betrothal but, upon learning the truth about Aaliyah’s curse, agrees to help her. They embark on a dangerous journey to find the ancient Htrae witches, the only ones capable of breaking the curse. As they travel together, Keith and Aaliyah develop an unexpected bond. Keith begins to question his feelings for Leanne and suspects Aaliyah might be his true mate. However, breaking the curse means permanently severing any soul bond with a fated mate. Torn between duty, love, and freedom, both wrestle with their choices. Their journey is cut short when news arrives of a betrayal—Keith’s clan has allied with enemies to overthrow the Sunlit pack. Aaliyah returns home to find her father dead and her pack taken. Heartbroken, she nearly sacrifices herself in revenge, but Keith stops her and declares his love. Together, they devise a clever plan and reclaim the Sunlit pack. In the aftermath, Aaliyah becomes the new Alpha, and though their fated bond is lost, she chooses Keith as her mate. Their love, now forged by choice rather than destiny, burns even brighter. ---

"I thought you really liked me." She whispered with moist hazel eyes and despair. His heart spasmed at the view, seeing how hurt she is. For a moment or two his steal gray eyes filled with solicitude for her which he immediately brushed off as his ego and self-esteem overpowered his mind. He chuckled softly taking slow predatory steps towards her. "Oh darling! I never thought you to be this immature. I just manipulated you to think that way. Only thing i feel for you is lust and vengeance." With smirk on his face he approached her slowly yet in long strides. She stepped back with fear written all over her face till her back hit the wall. .. Fascinated is a story of an innocent maiden catching eyes of stubborn billionaire who instantly becames obsessed with her. But does will she comply with his desires?

Zachary wilson gets what he wants and he wants her... unknowingly She does a wrong mistake of saving his life.

He makes you touch the sky when he’s between your legs, claiming your body with a passion that dismantles your defenses. He takes root in your chest, reaches the darkest corners of your mind — and it excites you. Maybe that’s what connected you two. He saw your worst side and loved you. You saw his worst and loved him back. DON, The Pitbull — as he became known for his brutal bites inside São Paulo’s fighting rings — arrived in the city while fleeing a barbaric crime, forced to rebuild his life in the shadows. Today, he is the “King of Tartarus,” ruler of an underground fight club sponsored by powerful businessmen and corrupt politicians. On a cold São Paulo night, his path collides with that of a reckless, drunken girl who runs him over on a deserted street. From that encounter, an uncontrollable obsession is born between them. Louise lives in a world opposite to Don’s. Wealthy, the daughter of influential figures, she once had a perfect life — until she discovered it was nothing but an illusion. It’s when the criminal steps in that she finds her emergency exit. Don is the shot of adrenaline she desperately craves. He is the drug that intoxicates her. The punishment she deserves. And Louise can’t resist. The attraction between them is forbidden, and little by little it awakens the darkest instincts within the criminal. It’s as if he can see a side of Louise that no one else can — a side she fights fiercely to keep hidden. Lou knows Don carries a disturbing past. That he is dangerous and violent. But what should make her afraid and push her away is also what excites her… and fuels a ravenous desire.

The day I announced I was quitting writing, the entire internet celebrated. Everyone except my girlfriend's rumored boyfriend, the famous mystery author, Bryan Vega. In a short video, he looked genuinely regretful. "This is all a misunderstanding. I’ve always admired Kobi’s work, and I hope he’ll come back for the sake of his readers." I turned off my phone and ignored him completely. In my previous life, the web novel I wrote was identical to the mystery novel he published. People online called me a plagiarist and wished death on my whole family. I tried to defend myself, posting my drafts, outlines, and timestamps. Yet, it didn't matter. The last edit timestamp on his document was ten minutes earlier than mine. Just those ten minutes destroyed me. The messages never stopped. Strangers flooded my inbox with insults. Some even showed up at my house and threw paint on the walls. Years of nonstop harassment dragged me into depression. My parents tried to clear my name, but obsessed fans hunted them down and murdered them using methods copied straight from his novel. In the end, on the very day his book won a major award, I sealed my windows and burned charcoal, ending my life. And then, I opened my eyes again. I had returned to the day my new book was supposed to be released.