Half Ghoul

Being half human was something Lyra could never accept to make matters worse. Your mate is the werewolf rumored to be a beast, what if her blood is the only thing that could keep him in check?. Or her birth to Change the course of time for all hybrids like her?. … You can't desire me Ethan, I am not good for you. Are you denying the burning desire and radiation from both our bodies? I want you and you want me, our Wolves want each other. I may have hated your kind but that doesn't stop me from claiming you right here and now. Strip he commanded. As the nights prolonged and the silver moon shone brightly on them, Ethan's fangs were out as he claimed his mate and that was the beginning of a heated battle.

My husband's childhood sweetheart took the Cullinan I gave him for a midnight joyride. One person ended up critically injured. He wired half a million euros from the family account to hire a fall guy, then flew her to Switzerland for a ski trip. I called him from outside the operating room, desperate. "Your father is dying. Authorize the surgery, now!" He laughed, her head on his shoulder in the video call. "Using my father's health to lie? Sofia, you've crossed a line." The line went dead. The heart monitor flatlined. Later, at his father's funeral, he raged, swearing to find the killer and make them pay. I looked at the gathered family elders, then pointed at the trembling woman behind him. "The killer is right there. The one you paid to protect."

The entire world froze. Overnight, the city plunged to –40 °F. Yet, in the middle of this frozen apocalypse, my mother, my sister and her son moved into the home I bought for my marriage. Even my own husband took my sister’s side. They threw me out into the freezing cold to scavenge for supplies. I came back frozen half to death, and they had not even saved me a bowl of warm soup. Then, my sister shoved me straight off the fifth-floor landing. In that bitter cold, my body hit the ground and shattered like glass. When I woke again, I found myself back in the week before the apocalypse struck. This time, I resolved to cut them all off. I would make every last one of them pay.

​In the high-stakes theater of the Philippine legal elite, Danah Elise Laureano was the ultimate masterpiece—a woman sculpted by expectations, bound by a golden engagement, and destined for a throne of power. Every breath she took was calculated; every move she made was a victory for her family’s legacy. Alongside her fiancé, the formidable Adrian Villareal, she was half of a dynasty that the world deemed untouchable. ​But perfection is a fragile glass, and it only takes one stone to shatter an empire. ​That stone was Lucas Salazar. ​The rebel. The rival. The man who dared to seize the crown she was born to wear. When the Bar Exam results were etched in stone, the world didn't see Danah Elise at the summit. They saw him. And in the wake of her "failure," the pristine mask of the Laureano heiress began to crack, revealing a woman suffocating under the weight of her own name.

After my father’s death, I decided to divorce my husband, Captain Marcus Hale, and stay in Pine Ridge Village forever. On the first day, I tricked Marcus into signing the divorce papers. On the fifth day, I handed in my resignation to my old unit at Fort Haven. On the seventh day, I cooked a full table of food and said farewell to all my friends. Frowning, Marcus accused me of making the very meal his childhood sweetheart, Julia Summers, hated. I stood up and raised my glass to toast her. From this day on, Marcus and I would have nothing more to do with each other. Half a month later, I saw Marcus returning from a mission in Pine Ridge Village. Only this time, the country evening breeze brought tears to his eyes.

When I was fifteen, I lent my rabbit’s foot luck to Shawn Crawford. Half a year later, his wealthy parents found him and came to the orphanage to take him home. When I was eighteen, I stopped him from getting involved with the school belle who bullied me. Later, the girl died on the spot in a car accident. Shawn blamed her death entirely on me. He prevented me from taking the college entrance examination and ruined my life. Forced into wandering homelessly, Shawn still refused to spare me. He sealed me inside a coffin and buried me alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn to when I was eighteen years old. This time, I would reclaim what was mine, my rabbit’s foot luck.

For the socialites, security, stability, and comfortability matters more than finding the right love for you. That's why fixed marriage is proposed. Mary Emily Trañilla is the heiress of a famous clothing line. She never argues and go against with her parents' decisions because she knew they're doing everything for the best of her. She's destined to be engage to Simone Kennedy Garcia, a CEO of the leading hotel and restaurant company in the Philippines. She was so sure of that decision not until she meet the gaze of Simone's half-brother, Apollo. How frightening and exciting would it be to have a secret love affair with your fiance's half brother? Would you dare to swing through the string of destiny and fight for what you really feel or just fearlessly cut off the tie to stand by what the socialites believed in?

Stuck between the devil and the dark side, Alice, a young actress whose career suddenly hit the rocks finds her life plummeting even deeper when she gets involved in the battle between a drug Lord and an agency she never knew existed, things become worse after she finds her ex boyfriend half dead on her doorstep, and when she is attacked by the drug Lord's men, her ex is killed. However she is rescued by a stranger, a secret agent who has it personal with the drug dealer, he tries to protect her, but finds it difficult to do so when the odds are stacked against them, he is framed by someone from the agency and things get worse when even the agency is out to get them, will they be able to escape ? or will everything get marred before it even begins ?

Zayn Ulrich and I have dated for seven years. However, when he's prosecuted and sent to prison, I leave him without hesitation. I turn to his best friend instead. Now, Zayn is out of prison. He rises from the ashes and uses every means possible to force me into marrying him. Everyone says he truly loves me, but no one knows the truth. Every night after our wedding, he brings different women into our bed, not even sparing my own sister. This is his punishment for my so-called betrayal. What he doesn't know is that I risked my life to clear his name—I willingly walked into a mafia hideout and traded one kidney and half my liver for the key evidence that saved him. Unfortunately, my time is running out.

“Ms. Arnold, you really should sign this divorce agreement. Otherwise, I won’t be able to answer to Mr. Fisher.” Jeremy Fisher’s personal lawyer, Cole Stewart, stood in front of Hailey Arnold with an anxious expression. In his hands were a freshly printed divorce agreement, the pages still crisp. This was the thirty-third time Jeremy had asked to divorce her. The first time, Hailey climbed onto the rooftop and jumped. She survived but broke one of her legs. The second time, she slashed her wrist with a small knife, and blood flooded half the bathroom. The third time, she swallowed an entire bottle of sleeping pills and spent three days in the hospital having her stomach pumped. … Every single time, she had used death to force Jeremy to compromise, but this time, she was tired of it.