Half Broke Horses

THE HALF SIBLINGS “Hindi ka magiging masaya! Mawawala ang lahat sa iyo!” Galit na galit si Lyria sa kakambal niyang si Lyrie at lalong lalo na sa asawa niya na si Draken dahil sa ginawang panloloko ng dalawa sa kaniya. Bilang isang asawa at kapatid, sobrang sakit para kay Lyria na nagawa siyang lokohin ng kaniyang asawa at sariling niya pang kakambal ang umahas sa asawa niya, pero wala nang mas sasakit pa nang malaman niyang nabuntis din Ng asawa niya ang kakambal niyang si Lyrie.

Nagkamali si Yhzel nang tanggapin niya ang pag-ibig ni Menard. Naniwala siya sa matatamis nitong salita ngunit sa huli ay sinaksak siya nito ng patalim mula sa likuran. Pagkatapos nitong makuha ang lahat ng kayamanan niya ay saka nito inilabas ang mga sungay na hindi niya nakita dahil sa pagkabulag sa pagmamahal dito. Nalaman niyang matagal ng may relasyon sina Menard at ang sekretarya niyang si Sasha. Hinayaan niyang isipin ng mga itong patay na siya para sa kanyang pagbabalik ay pagbayarin niya ang mga ito sa kahayupang ginawa sa kanya. Walang puwang sa puso niya ang pagmamahal hangga’t hindi niya naipaghihiganti ang kahihiyang ipinalasap ng mga ito sa kanya at ang muntikan nang pagpatay ng mga ito sa kanya at sa kanyang anak. Ngunit mapipigilan nga ba ang puso? Kung sa tuwing kakailanganin niya ng lakas at masasandalan ay nariyan ang isang Rhett Montezar na handa siyang protektahan at ipaglaban sa kahit na sinong gustong manakit sa kanya?

Kira Kristen has always been the hated, maltreated girl. Being a hybrid, the werewolves at her pack house hated her so much, but she had to bear all this because of her mate, Austin who was the Beta of the pack. On a certain night, her Alpha calls her and informs her of her banishment from the pack house. Kira Is devastated and angry too. She storms out of the pack house in anger and decides to leave without informing her mate. That night, an unfortunate event occurs. She is involved in a ghastly motor accident and she dies in the process. Her body dies, but her soul doesn't. It resides in the body of a girl; Mirabel who has been in a coma for 2 years...... How will she get back to her former body? and above all, how can she convince Austin Harrington, her mate that she is Kira Kristen

“You’ll do exactly as I say,” she whispered coldly, “starting with the man you’ll marry tomorrow.” Selena was designated to marry the Billionaire, until Mitchell noticed that he was going broke. Hence she pushed her other, legitimate daughter into the pit to marry the Broke Billionaire. What happens when it's revealed that he isn't a billionaire going broke, but a Trillionaire in control of global industries?

Katrina who is longing for her father for years will fall for Zacharias without knowing that he is the reason why her father had left them. They will fall for each other despite those obstacles and challenges that will come upon them. Everything will be complicated. But the question is... Will they still have a happy ending? Or will they simply give in to the trials that the universe will give them? Will they still be able to fight together even though their worlds are hindering their love?

I am the orphaned hybrid of a vampire and a werewolf. After my parents died, I was sent to the Silvermoon Pack, taken in by a distant relative on my father's side. They had three sons—triplets—each carrying the noble Alpha bloodline. In public, they were the epitome of grace and charm. But behind closed doors, they were my living nightmare. They despised me. To them, my blood was a stain, my existence a mistake. But in their world, I was more than just an outcast—I was prey. They made a bet: who would be the first to have me? To them, it wasn't just about desire. It was about possession, control. A way to chain me to them, to turn me into their plaything. They drugged me and watched as I collapsed at their feet, powerless, theirs to toy with as they pleased. In the end, they ruined me. Smeared my name until the whole pack sneered at me. Then came the bonfire festival. They tricked me away from the crowd and threw me into a pit—a collapsed silver mine, its air thick with toxic silver dust. Torches rained down, their flames licking at the walls, while the silver seeped into my body. It poisoned me slowly. Bit by bit, my body unraveled. And finally, my consciousness dissolved into the dark. But when I opened my eyes again, everything had reset. I had returned to the beginning. One of the triplets, Reine, smirked as he leaned in, his voice laced with amusement. "Ayla, what a beautiful name. May I invite you to the bonfire festival?" The bonfire festival? Of course. This time, let's make it your last night.

At the full moon party before our marking ceremony, my mate Lucas got wasted. I went to pick him up, just like we agreed. Only to walk in on him burying his face in his first love’s neck, marking her with his scent. "Don't ever leave me again, Willow. My wolf only wants you." His first love shot me a triumphant smirk and shoved him into my arms. "Your mate is here. You should go." But Lucas, hiding behind his drunkenness, just looked at me with disgust. "You're the only one for me, Willow! She's just some lowly half-blood Omega. She's just my ride home, don't worry about her." I swallowed my humiliation and took him home, only to find out he wasn't drunk at all. He claimed he only said those things to appease Willow, for the sake of her pack's power. I just turned away. So on the day we were supposed to be bound for life, I ran. If Lucas was still hung up on his first love, then I would grant him his wish and disappear. But I never expected that after I left, he would lose his mind, crying and begging for me to come back.

Half-breed Selena is on the run after accidentally the Beta of her last pack. Broken and emaciated, she comes across Alpha Duncan's pack. He takes her in, feeds her, and protects her. - Alpha Duncan could have chosen any female wolf in the pack. Then why did he want to claim her as his? The unwilling Selena soon learns that she is no ordinary half-breed. The blood of a powerful witch runs through her veins. Can she fulfill her destiny with the powerful Alpha Duncan on her side, or will their enemies annihilate their pack?

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered.

The day Jack Prescott's family went "bankrupt," he dumped me on the spot. "My mom's house is getting auctioned. I don't want you dragged into this." I actually bought it. Went against my family and stuck by him, slinging street food just to scrape by. "Don't stress. I'll help you buy it back." Three years of nonstop work—burn scars up and down my arms—and I finally scraped together a small fortune. The day we were supposed to sign the papers, I caught him on the phone. "Jack, you coming back?" some guy asked. Jack flicked his cigarette, all smug. "What's the rush? I'm still milking this sad little simp. She's totally whipped. It just keeps getting funnier." All that time, all that love? Just a joke to him.