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Ava thought she had the perfect life until she found out her boyfriend of eight years was seeing another woman. One drunken night of heartbreak turned into a dangerous game of power, desire, and revenge when she stumbled into the hands of a complete stranger. They say revenge is best served cold, but no one warned her it could burn this hot. Especially when it comes wrapped in a suit, and looking at her with eyes that promise both salvation and sin.

After seeing her own father murdered by a cultist sect inside her own home, Lariel teams up with her newest colleague and savior, the wizard Eric, to get revenge. However, things are worse than she thinks: these men want to revive the ancient Empress of Hell, and unless they do something, they may succeed.

That night, Liam served me my usual evening tea. I trusted him completely—he was my mate, after all, and a respected healer of Thornpack. I shouldn't have. When I woke up the next morning, my head was spinning. The special safe where I kept the morphing inhibitor—the one I'd spent my entire savings to import from Europe for our daughter Isla—was empty. Racing to the healing center, I found Liam celebrating. He was handing out moon-blessed wine, beaming with pride as Natalie's daughter Anna showed off her perfect transformation. My inhibitor had been used on his first love's pup instead of our own daughter. The shock triggered something in my brain. When I collapsed, they diagnosed me with the rare tumor that plagued our kind. Without inhibitors, I couldn't stop Isla's transformation that came early, her six year old body couldn't handle the massive wolf form and the force ripped through her young body. And I, for one, don't even have enough money to keep her in a treatment center. She died in my arms three days later, her little claws drawing blood as the pain overwhelmed her. Until her last breath, she kept asking why Papa hadn't come. Now, in my cold, empty home, with the white porcelain urn containing her ashes on the table, I touch her and decide to sever our partnership.

WARNING ‼️ SPG ALERT! May content violence and abusing and more k*lling! If you are 18 years old below don’t read this, please hindi po ito pambata. And if you are old enough, please be responsible.And don’t copy my story maging patas tayo! Plagiarism is a crime! - “ The secret of changes is to focus all your energy, not on fighting the old, but not building the new.” - Ava Olivia Lleva Mikhail Levesque. A.K.A Ciara Savannah Corpuz. ~ Due to the death of Ciara or Ava's parents, she was able to pretend or have two personalities. To find the real culprit in the death of her parents. - Hayah! I’m back again! Sana po magustuhan niyo po si Ciara o Ava.This is an another Mafia Collaboration story with Miss Linnea Dreame, pwede niyo po siya isearch sa Dreame!Salamat po at sana suportahan niyo po ako, Love y’all !!

A powerful Empress of a mafia organization with an unknown identity. No one knows her as the Empress, no one saw her face- except from her trusted men. And her information is highly protected. But she can't hide forever. For no one can hide a secret forever. She can't hide from the world she was meant to live. It's either the enemies will reveal her identity, or she will reveal herself.

Ever heard of a “wife for hire”? Absurd, right? Well, it was a brand-new concept to me too. As I stared at the billionaire sitting across from me, one thought rang loud and clear in my mind.“This man has lost it.“ How did I go from interviewing for a cleaner’s position to this? An offer to “marry” a billionaire? The words had barely left his lips before I scoffed, unable to help myself. “Is this some kind of joke?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him, skepticism dripping from every word. He tilted his head to the side, his expression oddly calm. His brows lifted slightly as his sharp gaze locked onto mine. “Is something wrong?” he asked, his voice steady yet tinged with what seemed like guilt—or maybe embarrassment. “Did I offend you? If I have…” “I mean, no offense, but… look at you. You’re tall, handsome, rich,” I continued, gesturing toward him as if to underline my point. “Any woman out there would swarm around you, dying for the chance to be with you. So, why me? Unless there’s more to it. Unless there’s… a motive.” … After being handed divorce papers at the hospital—mere moments after losing her baby,Amber refuses to fall apart. She is not weak. She is not pathetic. She won’t waste tears on the heavens or wait for Karma to settle the score. Instead, she vows to become Karma herself. However, fate leads her to an encounter with him, a wealthy, enigmatic billionaire with a haunting past and a son who longs for a mother. Drawn to her striking resemblance to someone from his past, he makes her an audacious offer. One that could change both of their lives forever.

Studying abroad can be incredibly lonely at times. That night, I was in my room, indulging in a little treat for myself, when my best friend suddenly burst through the door. "Doing it yourself is no fun. Come on. There's a super cool cabaret show going on. Let's go see it together!" On stage, my friend was reclining in a chair behind the curtain, with two strong-looking men on top of her. "Come on. Join us for a group dance..."

My family is the oldest healing bloodline in the Frostmoon Pack, and I am the most promising talent to become the pack's Chief Healer. My destined mate, who promised to mark me on my 20th birthday, instead chose my stepsister Eliza on the very day that was meant to be mine. Then Alaric Blackwood, the legendarily powerful and cold Alpha of the Blackwood pack, openly pursued me after I was abandoned. For five years after becoming his mate, he treated me with tender care and bone-deep devotion. He told me not to work so hard as a healer and to focus on being his Luna. Until I accidentally overheard a conversation between him and his loyal Beta. "Alpha, Eliza has already become Chief Healer. How long will you continue pretending to love Amara?" "It doesn't matter since I can't be Eliza's mate anyway. Besides, as long as I'm with Amara, she won't interfere with Eliza's happiness." Every night, he prayed to the Moon Goddess, and every word was filled with longing and love for Eliza. "May the Moon Goddess bless Eliza. May she find peace in body and spirit." "May the Moon Goddess grant Eliza all she desires, and protect all that she loves." ... "Eliza, we're not destined for each other in this life. I only pray we become fated mates in the next." Only then did I realize that my mate—his body belonged to me, but his heart belonged deeply to my stepsister. I've prepared a fake identity and planned a staged death at the hands of rogue wolves. From now on, we will never meet again, in this life or any other.

The ninety-ninth time my Alpha mate blocked our mind-link, I was in the final stages of Wolf Spirit Decay. I dragged my broken body into the Council Hall. The cold marble steps grated against the soles of my feet, and with every step, a tearing pain ripped through my chest. "I am here to petition to leave the pack." The council official studied my pale, thin form with a pitying gaze and asked softly, "Are you certain, Miss? You would be giving up the pack's protection." Since childhood, my wolf has been unstable, making me frail. Ever since my father brought home my adopted sister, Lydia, when I was ten, my parents have treated me like a disgrace to the family. Despite being his marked mate for years, Caleb never promised me a Luna ceremony. He rarely even took me to pack gatherings. As a result, hardly anyone in the pack knew who I was. "It doesn't matter," I said, my voice calm despite the effort. "I will be dead in three days."

Ixora, a wolf less omega, couldn't believe her eyes when she discovered that her fiancee is cheating on her. But like a soft girl she is. She forgave him after he promised not to cheat on her again. On her birthday night when he is supposed to announce her as his fiancee, Christopher publicly crushed her in front of the whole pack, rejecting her, leaving her humiliated and broken them chose her sister over her. But fate has other plans. When she thought all hope is lost, a stranger returns- Christopher's psychotic brother who was sent to an asylum years back. He was crazy and a psycho but he turned out to be her mate. He claimed her and soon step up as the new Alpha of the pack. His mission was to also break her and to make his brother jealous, but will it grow to obsession? Is his ice heart going to melt for a soft girl like her?