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I took my last breath when his hatred for had reached it's peak. I chose to take my own life, when I could no longer bear the wait of his hatred When my ashes was handed to Leo, my mate, he smiled and patted it. He was pleased I had finally died. “Filthy thing. She should’ve died a death more painful than this,” he said as he tipped the urn sending it crashing to the ground. He believed I had killed his first love. Despite all our years together, he was waiting for this moment to get his revenge. The air carried my ashes as he stepped over them and walked away. But not long after he returned in regret begging to have me returned to him.

A doomsday blizzard hit just before Christmas. The zombie virus exploded. Our fortress was a top-tier ski resort. Now, it was about to fall. My husband, Ethan, was a former Navy SEAL. Our head of security. He swore his defense system was foolproof. The blizzard knocked out the power. But he’d sent all the backup generator fuel to the summit. Just to light up a Christmas tree for Chloe. He even had a few guards up there with them, throwing a party. In my last life, I fought him. I herded everyone into the last bunker. But Chloe whined. A crowded Christmas was boring, she said. She stormed out of the safe room and ran right into the jaws of the horde. Ethan carved a path through the horde to secure the walls. Then he sat in silence, cradling Chloe’s bones. He pretended he wanted to start over with me. He let me get pregnant with his child. The day I gave birth, he knocked me unconscious and dumped me into a nearby zombie nest. He always rescued me just before I died. He’d inject me with a serum that kept me from turning. Nineteen times, he threw me to the zombies. I died in agony as they tore the flesh from my bones. "If you hadn't sabotaged my defenses," he’d hissed, "if you hadn't crashed our party and led the horde right to us, Chloe would still be alive!" I opened my eyes. I was back. Christmas Eve.

The Ashford family opposed my relationship with Everett Ashford. To separate us, they drugged him, and his fiancée ended up pregnant with twins. Everett threatened suicide if I left him. He begged me to stay, swearing he would never see them again. He even told me the pregnancy had been terminated. Three years later, I spotted him at a parent-teacher conference. Enraged, I kept the twins after school and, on their way home, they were kidnapped. Everett blamed me for everything. To force me to reveal where the twins were, he strapped my mother onto a high tower ride. However, my mother had a heart condition. I sobbed that I did not know anything. Everett screamed at me. "I've been good enough to you! Why the hell would you go after those kids? Tell me where they are right now or I swear I'll push your mother off this thing!" He shoved her toward the platform's edge. The safety harness hung loose on her frail body. I had no idea where the twins were. Everett shoved my mother off anyway. Just then, someone found the twins. Everett walked away without looking back, leaving my mother dying of a heart attack. While he rushed to pick up his children, I stood in a hospital room pulling a white sheet over my mother's face. That was the moment I finally stopped loving him.

He took everything from me. My home. My heart. My daughter. I was twenty four years old, lying in a hospital bed, holding my newborn girl for the first time, when Rane Blackwood walked in with divorce papers and a court order. He said I was unfit. He said I was poor. He said I had nothing to offer his child. And because I had no money, no lawyer, and no one to fight for me, I signed. I told myself it was temporary. I told myself I would come back for her. I kept that promise. Six years later, I am not the broken girl he left behind. I rebuilt from nothing. I worked, I sacrificed, I planned. And when his six shareholders quietly sold their stakes one by one, I was the one buying. By the time Rane Blackwood figured out what was happening, I already owned sixty percent of his company. He does not know it is me. Not yet. I have a new life, a new love, and a daughter I have never stopped thinking about. But my daughter does not know I am her mother. His wife, the woman who was once my best friend, has made sure of that. She has poisoned my child's heart against a woman she does not even know is standing right in front of her. Now Rane is chasing me. Begging. Promising. Suffering. Good. Let him. Some debts are not paid in money. Some are paid in regret.

A stampede happened at my daughter's kindergarten. Timothy Horuson was in a hurry to save his first love's son, and he pulled away someone else's hand. A hand reached out to him, hoping for him to save her. His daughter's hand. And the light in my daughter's eyes faded. The longing for fatherly love she had held on to for so long vanished. I risked my life to save her. She looked at me quietly. "I'll go with you, Mom. We'll leave Dad behind and go somewhere he'll never find us."

"Reconsider. Don't leave me like this. I'm pregnant with your child. Please…” “Abort it!” He cut in before I even finished. *** Alethea’s initial excitement broke when she caught her mate—who’s dearly precious to her heart— sleeping with her best friend. Thinking she’d be able to save their relationship, she revealed to her cheating mate on the spot that she was pregnant. One would have thought he’d be remorseful but rather than apologizing, he bluntly rejected her as his mate, cutting all ties with her and the child in her. That same day, broken to the core and everything lost, she thought that was all until fate dealt her another blow and she was met with yet another incident. Her father had been taken away by the loan collectors. To save his life, she had to not only meet the neighboring pack Alpha; a ruthless beast but also formed an alliance with him. One that in the space of one day, she rose to power, ready to serve her ex-mate, and evil ex-friend a cold dish of vengeance.

After her ex-lover shattered her heart into shards and tossed them into the air, Stephanie promised to herself that she would never fall in love again. She met a multibillionaire prince charming on the streets of New York City on Christmas Eve, almost a year after keeping her word. He caused her to mistrust her own ability to keep her word. She reminisced about their connection and decided to try love once more. She told herself, "He's my Christmas sweetheart." After their first explicit intercourse on New Year's Eve, she awakened to find a letter next to her, only to realize that she had been dumped again.

Rayna Nathania never knew when her love had turned into pain— Alpha Darius Blackthorn, her husband who had once been her protector and support, gradually became cruel—hurting her without mercy, while his heart turned to Laura Kiel, Rayna’s twin who had always lived in her shadow. Everything collapsed at the clan gathering. In front of the Alphas and nobles, Darius held Laura’s hand, choosing her openly, and tore Rayna apart—stripping her of everything—as a wife, as Luna, as a woman. As Rayna wished to vanish into the night and her shame, a man emerged from the darkness— Reagan Valerius Blackthorn, Darius’ older brother, the true Alpha who had long been hidden, the leader of the most feared clan—appeared with a cold aura and power that made the entire clan bow. He was not Darius’ enemy… he was the Blackthorn family’s greatest secret. Reagan did not come to seize the throne. He came to reclaim what had been taken—truth, power, and the woman destroyed by the blood of his own kin. And from that night onward, Rayna realized one thing: what was truly broken was not her—but the fate of Darius Blackthorn, who had dared to cross forbidden boundaries. Area 18+ Please be wise in choosing reading material.

At a class reunion, I ended up getting together with my high school crush. However, one evening, as I was scrolling through a social media platform, I was suddenly bombarded with mentions tagging me in a shocking post. The content left me seeing stars. "My girlfriend has a car, a house, a great degree, and she's stunning. Yet, somehow, she's into me! Haha!" "To be honest, she's too exceptional, and it's kind of killing my sense of masculinity. Once I manage to get my hands on her assets, I'll have her give me two kids and then live life on my own terms. She won’t be able to control me then." "You guys can stay jealous. Not like you know her anyway, so what can you even do to me?"

Paano kung sa muling pagmulat mo ng mata, ay makikita mo ang boss mong sinasabi nilang mailap sa babae at nyebe kung makitungo ay hinahabol-habol ka na, at kung maka-bakod ay akala mo pag-aari ka!?. Paano kung sa muling pagmulat mo ng mata ay mare-realize mong ang pinaka-iningat-ingatan mong regalo para sa magiging asawa mo ay nakuha na ng nyebe mong boss!?. Siya si Naomi, ang sikat na fashion designer na nag ta-trabaho sa Sandoval Clothing. Linoko siya ng kanyang ex at pinagpalit siya sa best friend niya. Ilang taon durog ang puso ng dalaga at ilang taon rin siyang inantay ng lalaking matagal na siyang nagugustuhan. At kung gaano niya ka-disgusto ang boss niya sa opisina, ay kabaligtaran sa tuwing sila ay nasa kama.