Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples

Vincenzo Moretti was Stonehaven’s youngest financial titan— a tech mogul commanding a multibillion-dollar empire, gracing the covers of business magazines as a modern legend. But only a select few knew the truth: he was also the ruthless Don controlling the East Coast mafia. To him, wealth and power were mere chips in a game. And I? I was just another pawn used to stabilize a fragile family alliance. In our ten-year marriage, he slept with my friends, my coworkers… every single person I once trusted. Then one morning, as I took our one-month-old baby for a routine checkup, Sienna Newton, his latest mistress, ran me down with her car. The baby screamed endlessly. I begged her to take us to the hospital, and when Vincenzo arrived, he looked at me with cold disdain. “Isabella,” he sneered, “when did you learn to stage accidents? “Even if you died here, I wouldn’t bat an eye.” Then he took Sienna’s hand and walked away without a backward glance. By the time I was rushed to the hospital, the child in my arms had suffocated. Upon hearing the news, my mother suffered a heart attack. She didn’t survive. I slipped into a coma for two days. When I finally woke up, I found out that Vincenzo never visited. Instead, his father, Renato Moretti, the true king of the Moretti empire, stood by my bedside. I looked at him calmly and said, “Let me go. Whatever I owed your family, I’ve repaid in full with two lives.” Later, that same Don who had once looked down on me knelt before me, begging me to come home. But I was no longer the woman who waited, silent and broken, for his change of heart. I was the Don’s wife who turned away and never looked back.

In the world of werewolves, Killian, an alpha of his pack, has always felt incomplete without a mate. As he turns 21, he fears that he may never find the one meant for him. But fate has something else in store for him when he finally meets Lyra, a human girl who captures his heart. Lyra is unaware of the existence of werewolves, but she is drawn to Killian in a way she cannot explain. As she learns more about him and his clan, she is faced with the realization that her mate is not entirely human. Lyra struggles to come to terms with her new identity and the challenges that come with it. Together, Killian and Lyra navigate their way through their new relationship, facing secrets and betrayals that threaten their bond. As they work to uncover the truth, they realize that their love for each other is the only thing that can save them. As Killian and Lyra fight to protect their love and their clan, they discover that their partnership is more than just romantic. It is a powerful force that can overcome any obstacle in their way. Will they be able to overcome the challenges that come with their new reality, or will they be torn apart by the secrets that surround them? Only time will tell in this thrilling tale of love, loyalty, and the supernatural.

At the full moon party before our marking ceremony, my mate Lucas got wasted. I went to pick him up, just like we agreed. Only to walk in on him burying his face in his first love’s neck, marking her with his scent. "Don't ever leave me again, Willow. My wolf only wants you." His first love shot me a triumphant smirk and shoved him into my arms. "Your mate is here. You should go." But Lucas, hiding behind his drunkenness, just looked at me with disgust. "You're the only one for me, Willow! She's just some lowly half-blood Omega. She's just my ride home, don't worry about her." I swallowed my humiliation and took him home, only to find out he wasn't drunk at all. He claimed he only said those things to appease Willow, for the sake of her pack's power. I just turned away. So on the day we were supposed to be bound for life, I ran. If Lucas was still hung up on his first love, then I would grant him his wish and disappear. But I never expected that after I left, he would lose his mind, crying and begging for me to come back.

Raelynn Tress had never been strong or proud like the other werewolves in her pack. Fate had different plans, pairing her with the young Alpha Atlas Andino. Tossed aside as Alpha Atlas chose another, Raelynn leaves the pack with her Mom by her side. With a new pack that accepts her, Raelynn flourishes. She hadn't a clue secrets from the past would draw her home, back into the clutches of the Alpha who once rejected her. The world is changing, just as Raelynn changed. Undiscovered enemies lurk in every corner. Will she find her place in this new world, or be devoured by enemies she never knew existed?

The order of all the underground worlds on this earth is controlled by the Amber family, but the competition for the Amber family's heirs is very cruel, and only one of the nine qualified heirs can survive. Nathan's parents died in the internal struggle of the Amber family, while Nathan was secretly trained and reached the world's top level in business, medical skills, combat, firearms, martial arts and many other aspects. At the same time, Nathan learned special spells from the master of the hermitage, but in order to avoid being killed by other competitors, he faked his own death, married Karina Blackwood, and became a member of the Blackwood family. Became a humble husband. Just to command his subordinates where other heirs don't care, to reduce risks and protect himself, and to wait for opportunities to avenge his parents

“You can’t force me to do this, Ash.” I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself as he stepped closer again. “I don’t belong to you.” His soft chuckle sent shivers down my spine. And when his face neared mine, his fingers tightening around my throat, his whispered words brushing against my ear, I knew that I was going to fall for him again. “Oh, but you’ve been mine from the very beginning, little lamb.” *** Lena Gray has lost everything. After the death of her boyfriend—the only person who ever cared about her—her life spirals into darkness. Desperate and on the verge of ending her life, she is suddenly abducted and sold in a human auction. Ash Ravencroft, a devil with a lethal charm, claims her. But he hasn’t come just to take, he offers a deal. In exchange for saving her from despair, he wants only one thing: her body, in ways far darker and more sinful than she ever imagined. Bound by a sinful contract, will she break free from the darkness, or succumb to the temptation that might consume her whole?

I was four months pregnant when I discovered that my husband had fallen for our young family helper. He dropped to his knees and started slapping himself repeatedly with such force that blood rolled down from the corner of his mouth. He sobbed, swearing it was just a drunken mistake, swearing to me he'd never see her again. Thinking of the baby growing inside me, my heart softened, and I tore the divorce papers. The day I went into labor, I suffered serious complications. The baby was stillborn, and the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck. He didn't even get the chance to cry. I was drowning in grief, but then my husband walked into the delivery room holding the family helper's baby in his arms. "Don't be sad, Kelda. She's willing to let you raise her child." My anger ran so deep that I bit my lip until it bled. It was all my fault! I had been treating him too well all these years. He had completely forgotten what I, Kelda Shaw, was really capable of.

Biglang inatake sa puso ang aking mom, at mabilis na umapaw ang kaniyang medical bills bago pa man ako makahinga nang maayos.   Desperado na ako kaya agad akong humarap sa mayaman kong boyfriend sa pagasa na baka makatulong siya sa akin, o makaisip manlang ng solusyon sa sitwasyon. Pero sa halip na suporta ang aking matanggap, nagpakawala siya ng isang tirada na mas matindi pa sa kahit na anong salitang narinig ko.   “Ito ba ang dahilan kung bakit ka sumama sa akin? Para sa pera ko? Wala kang pinagkaiba sa ibang mga babaeng nagbibigay sa kanilang mga sarili sa akin. Parepareho kayong lahat—kaawa awa at walanghiya kayong mga babae kayo!”   Bago pa man ako makapagreact, agad niya na akong itinulak palabas ng pinto.   At nang maintindihan niya ang buong kwento, binigyan niya ako ng isang bank card nang hindi nagtatanong ng kahit na ano. “Candice”, tahimik nitong sinabi gamit ang nagsisisi niyang boses. “Birthday mo ang password nito.”   Hindi ako nagsabi ng kahit na ano sa kaniya. Hinayaan kong mahulog ang card sa sahig bago ako umalis nang hindi lumilingon sa kaniya.

Cole Miller was recuperating after a covert operation when his father's lawyer came knocking on his door, and as soon as he saw the old man he knew he was bringing a ton of trouble his way only he didn’t know of the magnitude. Forced to go back to his family estate to bury his father, Cole discovered he had inherited his family's ill-gotten fortune, his grandfather's oil wells and an enslaved female his father termed 'the merchandise', a woman who was already sold and was to be picked up by a cruel mafia boss he knew too well. After spending a steamy night with her and discovering what she was, Cole understood better why Rufus wanted her. And despite knowing the trouble he would bring his way if he stopped her sale, he tried to help her regardless. When his family estate was attacked by unknown assailants, Cole engineered an escape and found himself in a changing tide of danger, one minute he was captured, chained, and in the den of wolves who hated humans, and next, he was on the run to protect a woman who was not entirely woman and who claimed to be his mate.

I'm eight months pregnant when I suddenly faint on the train. My husband panics and cries for help as he kneels beside me. An interning doctor hurries to me. She doesn't bother checking my condition before saying, "The patient needs to undergo a C-section! We have to get the baby out now, or it might die of suffocation!" Then, she slices me open with a fruit knife—she doesn't take any precautionary measures before doing so. She takes my child out. I'm in so much pain that I don't even have the strength to scream. My blood flows everywhere. Yet, a photo of her holding my baby while standing in a pool of blood goes viral. People call her the prettiest doctor alive. My husband and his family are eternally grateful to her. They don't go after her for causing my death; they even make her my child's godmother! Meanwhile, I'm given a simple cremation. No one cares about me. After my death, all my assets go to my husband and his family. Only then do I hear my husband and the doctor talking to each other, sounding smug. "This plan killed two birds with one stone. We got rid of that woman and made ourselves out to be heroes!" That's when I learn the interning doctor is my husband's junior from high school. They got together when he accompanied me to my prenatal checkups! She failed her internship, so my husband came up with this idea—he wanted to use my death to boost her reputation and help her! Even my child eventually died under their "care". When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day we get on the train.