How Big Is The Hidden Leaf Village

Attending a high school reunion, I rode my motorcycle to the venue. By the time I arrived at the Moon Valley Hotel, most of my former classmates were already there. Everyone seemed to be doing well for themselves. The parking lot was filled with luxury cars belonging to high-ranking pack members. There was even a Rolls Royce that belonged to the son of an Alpha. As I dismounted from my motorcycle, a former male classmate I barely remembered looked at me with disdain. "Well, well, if it isn't our former class president. Still riding a basic bike like an omega, I see." During dinner, everyone was fawning over the Alpha's son while completely ignoring me in the corner. Only Derek, our former class monitor and now a beta, sat beside me with a sympathetic look. "Don't worry about it. Even though you're still just an omega like your parents, I'm sure one day you'll rise up in the pack rankings." I couldn't help but smirk, whispering under my breath: "This isn't just any motorcycle. It's the Royal Guard's official vehicle."

Si Santana Rios ay isang mabagsik na negosyante at heredera ng dating business mogul na nabibilang sa Mort Sorority — isang samahan ng mga maimpluwensya at makapangyarihang babae sa bansa. Nais niyang mamuno sa sororidad na iyon para mapalawak ang kaniyang impluwensiya. Walang pagsidlan ang galit niya nang malamang may relasyon ang kaniyang kakompetensya sa kaniyang asawa na si Gringo Monasterio, isang bilyonaryong business tycoon na mayroong madilim na sekreto. Mas umalab ang kaniyang pagkapoot nang gusto ipa-annul ang kanilang kasal. Wala siyang magawa kung hindi ang bumalik sa Casa Monasterio para parusahan ang asawa at sinumang pinapahalagahan nito. Papayag lamang siyang magpa-annul kung papayag ito sa kaniyang kondisyon. Papayag kaya si Gringo Monasterio sa kondisyon ng asawa na nais din nitong parusahan? "Pagbabayaran mo ang ginawa mo sa aking pag-aabanduna. Sisiguraduhin konh hindi ka na makakaalis ng mansyong ito."

Yveon Sid Baltazar has feelings for her childhood best friend, Grant Velasquez. Grant is a famous actor, singer and model who has an excellent reputation. Yveon never tried to confess her feelings to her friend, and she knows that it will just ruin everything and she's contented on what relationship they have now. Minseo Xin, a boy who lives in the other world, was a rule breaker. He's the next one to be the king of Hanyang Dynasty, but he doesn't like the idea of being in the throne that's why he does his best to make his father angry and let his brother Jun take the throne instead. His father- the current king of Hanyang, decided to send Minseo on the other world where Yveon and Grant lives and let his brother Jun take the spot of being the next king temporarily. What will happen if Yveon and Minseo meet? Does Grant will know what his childhood best friend feels for him? The feelings will be mutual or not?

Madeleine Lodrigo was abandoned by her father since sixteen so she was forced to work for a living. After her ex-boyfriend left her with a debt of 20 million, she is once again, forced to work just to pay the huge debt on his behalf. Pero nagbago ang lahat nang makilala niya ang isang Perez Salvatore. As a multi-billionaire with a severe case of haphephobia, Perez Salvatore finds it very devastating that he can’t even touch the woman he loves. When he met Madeliene Lodrigo, he was determined to make her stay and even made her his wife so that she can cure him. However, it was bound to be difficult when the tides turned to another direction and he was surged with new emotions. Nadag-dagan pa ‘to nang biglang bumalik ang first love niya, all of it went chaotic. A marriage that shouldn’t have been made and a love that shouldn’t exist, made them decide to part ways. Pero paano kung may malaman si Perez na makakapagpabago ng kanilang tadhana. Is it a happily ever after? Or is it too late, after all.

I spent five years chasing Tyler Watson, only to get kidnapped right in front of him. He just stood there and watched. As a result, I suffered. After I escaped, he acted all high and mighty and proposed to make up for his tiny bit of guilt. The second we got our marriage certificate, the Simp System’s voice rang in my head. “Congrats, host! You’ve completed your mission.” Just like that, my sanity finally returned. While Tyler waited in a hotel for me to bring him contraceptives, I went live to expose his cheating. For good measure, I even called the anti-vice office to report my dear husband for soliciting prostitutes.

The day Yancy Shepherd died, Benedict Page poisoned our dinner. His eyes were wild, and bloodshot, as he watched me writhe in agony. There was a madness in his gaze, but worse was the hatred, a disgust so deep it twisted his face into something unrecognizable. "If it weren't for you forcing your way into our lives, Yancy wouldn’t have died from heartbreak. You ruined us! It’s all your fault!" A photo slipped from his trembling hand and landed at my feet—Yancy at twenty, looking radiant, her smile as bright as a blooming flower. I collapsed to the ground, my strength fading fast like a rose withering in the final grasp of winter. Helpless, I waited for the darkness to claim me, consumed by despair and bitter regret. Why hadn’t I listened to the system and killed him when I had the chance? But when I opened my eyes again, everything was different. I stood watching Benedict flee our engagement ceremony. My brother moved to chase after him, but I quietly raised a hand, stopping him. This time, things would be different.

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In order to save his crush, Zach Clark bought a dismembered female torso from the black market. He personally removed the kidney from the torso for his crush’s kidney transplant. To prevent the police from chasing him down, he threw the torso into sulphuric acid to destroy the evidence. But he did not know that the torso belonged to me.

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.

On the day of the SAT exam, my girlfriend’s childhood friend, Benedict Casper, forgot his admission ticket at home. She insisted on retrieving it for him, but I begged her not to go. In the end, Benedict missed his final chance for taking the exam and, overwhelmed by despair, he jumped to his death. Years later, my girlfriend, Ella Simpson, and I graduated from Whitmore Institute of Technology, landed high-paying jobs, and built a picture-perfect marriage. But on the anniversary of Benedict’s death, she stabbed me repeatedly, her voice trembling with rage, “You killed him. If I’d gotten his admission ticket, he would’ve never jumped.” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the exams. Ella’s frantic voice rang in my ears, “I have to go back, Dominic. I need to get Benedict’s ticket!” This time, I smiled and said, “Go ahead. Be careful on the way.”