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"Aya, will you accept the job?" Red asked as he stared into Aya's eyes. She blinked, wanting to tell Red to stop looking into her eyes because she could hardly think. She was sitting across the most handsome guy she had ever met, so gorgeous that if his lips kissed her, she might forget that she was here for a job and was under a pretense about her true identity. He shouldn't be her type, but Red's alluring sister. He gave her one chance of a lifetime, making all her problems disappear, but she did not expect to fall in love with him. This was all part of the job he expected her to do well, but the longer she pretended, the deeper she fell in love.

****** “Do I truly have no effect on you, Delia?” Rafe’s voice was low and husky as he slowly drew her into his embrace. His fingers trailed down the curve of her spine, igniting a spark that sent a shiver racing through her body. As she sucked in her breath, unable to tear her gaze away from him, he leaned in closer, his lips grazing the sensitive skin of her neck. “Does this not feel good?” he murmured, his warm breath fanning her damp skin. Delia remained silent, unable to form a coherent response as he trailed his mouth to hers, slowly capturing her lips in a searing kiss. ******* Delia Scott is seeking refuge from her troubled past on the tranquil shores of St. John, unaware that the moment she steps foot on the island, her fate is sealed. She is the destined mate of Raphael “Rafe” Donovan—the enigmatic and formidable Alpha of the Nightclaw Pack, one of the largest Coastal Wolves Pack. Rafe, rules with an iron fist and works tirelessly to maintain the delicate balance between the humans and werewolves that reside in St. John. After years of believing his fated mate was nothing more than a lost dream, Delia’s arrival changes everything. And now that he’s found her, he will stop at nothing to keep her by his side. As their destinies collide, Rafe and Delia find themselves ensnared in a tempest of desire and longing, each grappling with the depths of their emotions. But beneath the sun-drenched paradise, a sinister threat looms, waiting to tear them apart. And when a third player enters the game, questions arise—Is Delia truly meant for Rafe, or was she never his to claim?

Dahil sa hirap ng buhay, nagpasyang kumapit sa patalim si Cassandra upang matustusan ang gamutan ng kaniyang inang may sakit. Gayunpaman, hindi pa man nagsisimula ang kaniyang karera ay tila napigilan na ito ng isang lalaking naging kliyente niya na nagbigay sa kaniya ng malaking halaga. Ito na nga ba ang mag-aahon sa kaniya sa kahirapan? Subalit hindi inasahan ni Cassandra na magbubunga ang isang gabi nilang pinagsaluhan ng lalaking kliyente. Ang maginhawang buhay na inaasam-asam niya ay tila naglahong parang bula sa bagong bunga na nasa sinapupunan niya. Makawala pa nga kaya ang dalaga sa mala-roller coaster na buhay niya?

To secure admission to Prirose University for his old lover’s son, my husband appointed an old man to keep my daughter in a hotel room. In this case, she could not attend the physics competition and win the admission. “Ronald has always dreamed of attending Prirose University. You shouldn’t take that away from him.” “Just stay put, or else that man will beat you to put you in your place!” My daughter ended up getting assaulted and tortured to death. Later, he was questioned about what happened during a speech at school. He turned stiff the moment the reporter confronted him.

Alaister and Sabby were best of friends, and they just wanted to have a peaceful life together. Not until fate played a trick on them.Both girls hoped for a serious relationship, a man that will love her with all his heart. They met the men that they loved, and yet one of them didn't expect to be left out in the air.Who might be between Alaister and Sabby? Who - and why did she - "Got Ghosted"?

I loved him like a fool. He used me like a weapon. She moved on, he cried. Christina Evans thought her secret relationship with her stepbrother, Hunter, was real. Passionate nights. Whispered promises. A love worth risking everything. Until the night she overheard the truth— “She’s just payback. Her mother ruined my life. I’m just returning the favor.” Shattered, pregnant, and betrayed, Christina vanished without a word. She vowed to raise her baby alone. Now, Hunter is back. Obsessed. Dangerous. Determined to claim what he lost. But Christina isn’t the naive girl he left behind. She’s colder. Stronger. And hiding the biggest secret of all— He’s a father. He broke her once. This time, she’ll make him bleed before she ever lets him in again.

The moment Ava saw the word "DIVORCE" printed in bold letters, her stomach twisted into a painful knot. For a second, her brain refused to process it. "You... you're joking," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper, her throat dry like sandpaper. "I'm not."

Menceritakan Jeffrey, pria bermata gelap dengan dimple di kedua pipinya dan memiliki tubuh kekar bak atlet. Ia memiliki darah campuran Amerika - Korea membuat gradasi apik dalam wajahnya. Pria itu menjadi tokoh utama untuk membantu seluruh masalah yang menimpa Yuna —istrinya— dan dirinya. Banyak kisah terjadi diantara mereka sebelum pada akhirnya kebenaran terungkap.Cinta, fetish, misteri, teka - teki, dan banyak lagi yang akan mereka temukan sembari mencari sebuah titik terang. Harapan mereka semakin nyata kala nenek Yuna mulai angkat bicara. Semakin lama semakin jelas, akankah mereka berhasil memecahkan misteri ini?

One day, I received a call from the property management. They politely advised me that even if it was a wedding, there was no need to make such a ruckus all night long, disturbing the neighbors. They said they were caught in the middle, and it was hard for them to deal with it. I replied, "You must be mistaken. I don't even have a boyfriend, so how could I be getting married?" Since I refused to admit it, the property management sent me a video from the community's security cameras. In the video, the hallway was decorated with lights and flowers, and guests were coming and going. A large group of people were escorting the bride into the new home. And the groom was none other than my ex-boyfriend, who I had broken up with two and a half years ago!

On my husband's birthday, I poured my heart into preparing a feast and selecting the perfect gift. Yet, he didn't come home. Instead, I received a picture message—a snapshot of him at the hospital, standing outside the OB-GYN ward, his hand resting tenderly on his childhood crush's belly. Beneath the photo, a message read: [The best birthday gift and a symbol of our decade-long bond.] Furious, I called her. "Don't you know he's married?" Before I could say more, my husband snatched the phone and lashed out at me. "Yvonne just wanted to share the joy of becoming a mother. Why are you overreacting? "Yvonne and I have been best friends for over a decade. Your petty jealousy is disgusting!" I once believed his busyness was for our future, but now I knew—he had been busy supporting the girl of his dreams through her pregnancy. Clutching my own stomach, I bit my lip to stop the tears from falling. Ten years of love had drained away. It was time to let go.